tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81712001728975270312011-11-23T08:46:49.250-08:00Lewis Familychristiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.comBlogger1181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18255557787197802342011-11-06T11:59:00.000-08:002011-11-06T12:17:29.713-08:00Halloween 2011Halloween...this holiday wears me out! After grandma parties, the trunk-or-treat, wearing costumes to dance, school parties, neighborhood parties, &amp; the actual trick-or-treating, I have to admit that I was ready for it to be over this year. I actually took down all my decorations while waiting for trick-or-treaters. I know, I am a Halloween scrooge! My kids loved every minute of it though. Not to mention that we got more than our money's worth out of their costumes! This year we had:<div><br /></div><div>A Peacock<div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M3T1ZWGR9sE/Trbq3--D8DI/AAAAAAAABRo/P7o-P7T3g5s/s400/DSCN0317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671979028236726322" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A Zookeeper</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LkSbLJ-bgxo/TrbqIn6MOfI/AAAAAAAABRc/IgNIn6Hm_j8/s400/DSCN0321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671978214592625138" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>A Dead Cheerleader</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oUy0l2tfZ8g/Trbp2D69GDI/AAAAAAAABRQ/AfyLgAI4bV8/s400/DSCN0326.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671977895694506034" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2tcSVtkuY8/TrbpY1-UsBI/AAAAAAAABRE/aNtPYEQfKVk/s400/DSCN0311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671977393734332434" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Fred &amp; Wilma Flintstone</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozYhDu2DYyU/Trbn5tQ5UkI/AAAAAAAABQs/FlkHAwYop_o/s400/DSCN0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671975759308739138" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W0Dsk8zpdKQ/TrbpMiP8YrI/AAAAAAAABQ4/dNZcYvprFzo/s400/DSCN0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671977182281097906" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1825555778719780234?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-13955941055409003452011-10-23T11:15:00.001-07:002011-10-23T11:26:40.100-07:00First Day of School 2011Summer flew by in it's usual fashion. While I was sad to see it end, I was also ready for school to start.<div><br /></div><div>Liv was more anxious this year to find out who her teacher was. She was relieved to discover that she was in the same class as Savannah, Lauren, &amp; Davis. Her teacher is Mrs. Walsh.<div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2wt38F9EpQ/TqRbi7_AZ9I/AAAAAAAABPM/x8YEaQhtRM4/s400/DSCN0260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666754886914566098" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V6e7Rl-7shY/TqRbRhDDBcI/AAAAAAAABPA/o2yT9JDHe64/s400/DSCN0263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666754587625981378" /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NZ8M_knS78o/TqRbESjkWsI/AAAAAAAABO0/1lKtm1YiR2k/s400/DSCN0262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666754360397552322" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Kindergarteners always start a week after the rest of the grades. William just couldn't understand why he wasn't getting to go to school when Liv (and Daniel) went. He was more than ready by the time his first day rolled around. He has Mrs. Mecham for a teacher which is fun because Liv had her too!</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wZbKcnH_MoA/TqRaewcojQI/AAAAAAAABOo/27wT0mrWU7k/s400/DSCN0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666753715586501890" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1395594105540900345?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-52920458554602269132011-10-23T11:13:00.000-07:002011-10-23T11:36:33.065-07:00Last Summer FlingWe escaped to Lake Powell with Jason &amp; Wendy for a last summer hoo-rah sans Lyla. It was so relaxing. The kids spend hours playing on the beach. William was convinced that there must be dinosaur bones/fossils there somewhere. I, of course, forgot my camera so all I have to show of our weekend are these crappy Iphone pictures. Oh well...you get the idea!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWyJL_-l3Qo/TqReUJzcWFI/AAAAAAAABQg/n_Sgp1i2ANs/s400/IMG_0120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757931461007442" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /> <div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh27vfp_0w0/TqRd4GJAOmI/AAAAAAAABP8/iLdJW7RgFuA/s400/IMG_0125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757449441360482" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IUrWwxE-9gg/TqRdnR9eUVI/AAAAAAAABPk/-H0oUKXMIp8/s400/IMG_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757160556450130" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hcXv5VZmtzo/TqRdxuNwM0I/AAAAAAAABPw/lCibUTtnYYc/s400/IMG_0122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757339939615554" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ot6ikhRIicg/TqReK35JRKI/AAAAAAAABQU/kkBON_wZMmA/s400/IMG_0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757772034262178" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSvmgarCg14/TqRdeSB0WMI/AAAAAAAABPY/t40k3izoE0k/s400/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666757005955848386" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5292045855460226913?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-28951865394754916762011-10-23T10:34:00.001-07:002011-10-23T10:34:58.373-07:00Baptism DayOlivia was baptized &amp; confirmed on July 9, 2011. It was such a beautiful &amp; special day...one of those days that reminds you what is truly important in life! As I looked around at our family members &amp; closest friends, I felt truly blessed. I was so proud of Olivia. She is an amazing little girl with such a kind spirit. I am so thankful to have her has a daughter. Congratulations, Liv! We love you!!!<br /><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJZbvFqNapE/TqQ2hxomsRI/AAAAAAAABFc/5BKBs_CecsQ/s400/DSCN0210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666714185026154770" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BpiHMzmeDDY/TqQ2CLmVTpI/AAAAAAAABFQ/dRJQLgFK7Qk/s400/DSCN0214.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666713642240134802" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BQtLfDiwWFc/TqQ04e9LuXI/AAAAAAAABE4/ThvnT5ByzsA/s400/DSCN0239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666712376125929842" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2895186539475491676?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-29637986722685294662011-10-23T10:33:00.003-07:002011-10-23T10:33:40.900-07:00You Say it's Your Birthday?!<div>8 years old!!! This was a big one. We wanted to make the day extra special for Liv. Needless to say, it was a jam packed day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Liv's day started out with an early morning water party &amp; pancakes stacked 8 high (a tradition I copied from my friend Nic. What a fun idea!).</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiPACOt-Cac/TqQ5PfwNRxI/AAAAAAAABGA/tByd4hlrGtY/s1600/DSCN0173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NiPACOt-Cac/TqQ5PfwNRxI/AAAAAAAABGA/tByd4hlrGtY/s400/DSCN0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666717169523443474" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Then, she FINALLY got the pink scooter she'd been asking for over the past 3 years. Good things come to those who wait!</div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5H8VYZVpgIg/TqQ5dLso1BI/AAAAAAAABGM/qbVax71e_PE/s400/DSCN0201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666717404657931282" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Then it was off to the Lion House with 11 of her good friends: Lauren A., Katie, Lauren C., Christine, Sarah, Lily, Kim, Abby, Addie, Maddie, &amp; Savannah.</div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rKrkapIGQtI/TqQ5BLIF2xI/AAAAAAAABF0/N25qDbh5OIM/s400/DSCN0179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666716923468307218" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Czwu__mRR0c/TqQ4xpk8sYI/AAAAAAAABFo/5_SdUtpKZnI/s400/DSCN0197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666716656764498306" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Last but not least, we met her grandparents &amp; cousins for dinner &amp; a movie. We weren't surprised when Liv chose Zupas for her celebratory dinner. Hmmm, let me guess? Would she order Wisconsin Cheese soup? Yup... she is a creature of habit!</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Happy Birthday, Liv! We hope you always remember this special birthday.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2963798672268529466?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-37417998115664137922011-10-23T10:33:00.001-07:002011-10-23T11:12:08.133-07:00Fourth of July<div>The best thing about the fourth of July holiday is that it lasts for days. It is such a fun time of year. I dare say it's William's favorite holiday. This year the festivities did not disappoint.</div><div><br /></div><div>We stayed over night in Park City &amp; went to their fireworks show.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw2Q-R2Tb30/TqRWMlAWn-I/AAAAAAAABOc/QbLuP80aAZM/s400/IMG_3341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666749005230940130" /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We attended the Carn family's annual neighborhood bike parade. The kids had a blast decking out their bikes in red, white, &amp; blue. A fire engine let the kids around the block. At the end, the fireman sprayed down the neighborhood. Can you say "sopping wet?"</div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WJOShtmgsuM/TqRWEHC4B8I/AAAAAAAABOQ/aX_f29tn3Qg/s400/DSCN0571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666748859749500866" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnEvJbmpGqU/TqRUKBwSsZI/AAAAAAAABNs/0iVoc-Pk11s/s1600/IMG_3326.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnEvJbmpGqU/TqRUKBwSsZI/AAAAAAAABNs/0iVoc-Pk11s/s400/IMG_3326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666746762385338770" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u1tclT8xS0/TqRT-FjcJ9I/AAAAAAAABNg/VxMdz_LsDAs/s1600/IMG_3328.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_u1tclT8xS0/TqRT-FjcJ9I/AAAAAAAABNg/VxMdz_LsDAs/s400/IMG_3328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666746557246744530" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2XIi4Y8wXw/TqRTOs-8JVI/AAAAAAAABMw/nicdml8I7BQ/s1600/IMG_3337.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2XIi4Y8wXw/TqRTOs-8JVI/AAAAAAAABMw/nicdml8I7BQ/s400/IMG_3337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666745743197349202" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED4Qw6dp0e4/TqRTFtRV2BI/AAAAAAAABMk/1KASreK_EfU/s1600/IMG_3331.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ED4Qw6dp0e4/TqRTFtRV2BI/AAAAAAAABMk/1KASreK_EfU/s400/IMG_3331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666745588655708178" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We were outside doing fireworks one night &amp; saw a man riding his horse through the neighborhood. We waved "hello" &amp; he stopped to let the kids ride his horse. So nice! The kids were thrilled.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FTdPBY8aEuE/TqRS5SXH-nI/AAAAAAAABMY/UF5eMLK2Oso/s400/IMG_3322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666745375273777778" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rX-naE34iCw/TqRSsE_iyBI/AAAAAAAABMM/XbZpyF1fLx0/s400/IMG_3319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666745148346910738" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1n8b7221NXo/TqRSbqgSspI/AAAAAAAABMA/pJ968tCMF3U/s400/IMG_3316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666744866358604434" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We enjoyed endless nights of fireworks with neighborhood friends.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fuSq0y2DxpI/TqRRa9IwtAI/AAAAAAAABL0/yApjS20LzbM/s400/DSCN0205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666743754668684290" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Be0jDEcHik/TqRRK5lD94I/AAAAAAAABLo/eVSk0fYIPVU/s1600/IMG_3315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Be0jDEcHik/TqRRK5lD94I/AAAAAAAABLo/eVSk0fYIPVU/s400/IMG_3315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666743478835738498" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFAExq6PEBw/TqRQvg-YlvI/AAAAAAAABLc/t5mrJ1QKKvI/s1600/IMG_3313.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SFAExq6PEBw/TqRQvg-YlvI/AAAAAAAABLc/t5mrJ1QKKvI/s400/IMG_3313.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666743008374593266" /></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3741799811566413792?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-46461821431186250792011-10-23T10:19:00.000-07:002011-10-23T10:32:31.195-07:00We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo...We took a trip to the zoo to see the dinosaurs. I think it was the highlight of Will's summer.<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgQGTTg2jD8/TqRNmlgP7mI/AAAAAAAABKI/Wu78FoCN9Ew/s1600/DSCN0153.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgQGTTg2jD8/TqRNmlgP7mI/AAAAAAAABKI/Wu78FoCN9Ew/s400/DSCN0153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666739556436668002" /></a><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O43kT1-lmXs/TqROag2EiGI/AAAAAAAABK4/M3neebSv_3E/s400/DSCN0146.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666740448539215970" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1-vdxI0krk/TqROBs8_HAI/AAAAAAAABKg/weztTF4FSKM/s400/DSCN0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666740022292716546" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAepXezkOV4/TqRO_IQVNSI/AAAAAAAABLE/zgYiouVI83M/s400/DSCN0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666741077593634082" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yT8gVyosaec/TqRPfzUjEXI/AAAAAAAABLQ/6waShNpHgmo/s400/DSCN0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666741638909858162" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p4w0m1DPc1E/TqROMwaw5zI/AAAAAAAABKs/m1ed-Ppqdu0/s400/DSCN0160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666740212201482034" /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4646182143118625079?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-38221235516641746192011-10-23T10:10:00.001-07:002011-10-23T10:19:36.509-07:00A Sad FarewellWe had to say goodbye to some of our closest friends &amp; neighbors. The Mansells moved to Dallas, Texas in June. We were so sad to see them go. Especially Will...he played with Mason for hours everyday. While we will miss them everyday, we are excited for them to start this new adventure. Thanks for all of the great memories, Kev &amp; Sarah. You will be truly missed!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-46yv34r5wEs/TqRMf-hiBpI/AAAAAAAABJ8/CO4Pg70QsBk/s400/photo-8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666738343382222482" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H4A694lh9zQ/TqRMEu1ZqiI/AAAAAAAABJk/GS9ievOrsLs/s400/photo-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666737875314125346" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TzyTxCJcKU8/TqRMQ-001aI/AAAAAAAABJw/JRsx-3bFiDM/s400/photo-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666738085765109154" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MuGiYsK273A/TqRL6ro_rRI/AAAAAAAABJY/O5TR9zcNs-I/s400/photo-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666737702658092306" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FPtKw2usjoA/TqRLvLpZdvI/AAAAAAAABJM/OYP5-dpKRPM/s400/photo-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666737505091286770" /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3822123551664174619?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-36436386597998708252011-10-23T10:01:00.000-07:002011-10-23T10:09:47.430-07:00Swing batta, batta, battaWill played his first season of baseball. It was entertaining to watch. He sometimes got a little distracted by "shiny objects" as he ran the bases &amp; may have picked up the bases to see what was underneath them a few times. But overall, he did seem to really like it. "Much better than soccer", he said! <div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FiWS_3fP0fQ/TqRJK0U3Q5I/AAAAAAAABJA/sf_RHuC-roE/s400/DSCN0135.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666734681332597650" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7sOpwCUQkQ/TqRIu2UvnlI/AAAAAAAABI0/Be_S8QC_2GY/s1600/DSCN0137.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7sOpwCUQkQ/TqRIu2UvnlI/AAAAAAAABI0/Be_S8QC_2GY/s400/DSCN0137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666734200832630354" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3643638659799870825?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-49025522284993288592011-10-23T09:43:00.000-07:002011-10-23T09:54:32.184-07:00Preschool GraduationWill was so excited for his preschool graduation. He is READY for Kindergarten. Mostly because he wants to go to school where his best buddy, Daniel, goes. This was a sad day for mom though. Because Will has a late birthday, I got to have him at home with me for an extra year. He is my little buddy &amp; I know I will be sad to have him go to school everyday. However, his graduation ceremony did not disappoint. Super Start School truly is amazing. The program is the cutest thing I have ever seen. Will was too "embarrassed" to sing &amp; dance so he mostly just stood there with a smile on his face. But I know he loved every minute of it!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GupKlyL0Dxg/TqRFPyMO7fI/AAAAAAAABIE/nuHF8eES2JM/s400/IMG_3302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666730368612363762" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFXHLLyrvzM/TqRFBQuXlZI/AAAAAAAABH4/zAvPEhcG0zc/s1600/IMG_3307.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cFXHLLyrvzM/TqRFBQuXlZI/AAAAAAAABH4/zAvPEhcG0zc/s400/IMG_3307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666730119110563218" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OF49JwOQ_Hg/TqREoWjohDI/AAAAAAAABHs/hGwDzReBjQg/s1600/IMG_3297.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OF49JwOQ_Hg/TqREoWjohDI/AAAAAAAABHs/hGwDzReBjQg/s400/IMG_3297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666729691179418674" /></a><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4902552228499328859?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-81651273140797235632011-10-23T09:18:00.000-07:002011-10-23T10:01:03.888-07:00A Star is BornLiv performed with her singing group, Clayton Productions, at several different venues all spring. They sang songs from "The Music Man", most of which I had never heard before! She did an amazing job &amp; really enjoyed every minute of it.<div><br /></div><div>Utah Dance Center put on a production of "Mary Poppins". As usual, it was an amazing recital. Liv's class danced the role of the hunters. She was very pleased &amp; relieved that her costume wasn't "itchy" this year.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kUakizbjklo/TqRILYmzutI/AAAAAAAABIo/LkpRd6Cd9aw/s400/IMG_3273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666733591559912146" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1po2jitHjxU/TqRBnvbKvmI/AAAAAAAABHU/EWMC6C80_zY/s400/IMG_3275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666726382140046946" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-40oi6O7Qdk8/TqRA8_4HINI/AAAAAAAABGw/q1S83mLI04E/s400/DSCN0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666725647822037202" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_uwJhWD_z58/TqQ-mNWUTOI/AAAAAAAABGY/znVmdU2lm7M/s400/DSCN0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666723057278143714" /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8165127314079723563?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-47214383498511574162011-05-23T08:21:00.000-07:002011-05-23T09:11:33.159-07:00Still AliveI have decided it's time to quit neglecting my blog, considering it's been months since I posted anything. It seems like the only time I ever post is after I've had pictures taken. Well, we wouldn't want to break tradition. <div><br /></div><div>We had Olivia's baptism pictures (Yes, I said baptism...I cannot believe she is turning 8!) shot a couple weekends ago. It was pretty impossible trying to get these done. I had my heart set on doing them outside in an orchard. Every time we scheduled a time, it ended up raining. What a wet May we've had. Even on this day, a storm started rolling in &amp; it got really windy. But it was so worth it &amp; we got some great shots of Liv. Thanks to Katie &amp; Dan for their patience in getting these taken &amp; for their AMAZING work. They truly captured Liv's personality. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some of my favorites (ok, maybe a lot of them):</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yuntgLfcwlk/TdqB8JXgBWI/AAAAAAAABEQ/vzfE0DbxqM4/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0598-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609939156149994850" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TwuSReQWmzA/TdqC2qA0BeI/AAAAAAAABEg/g4mkeArkOLA/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609940161345619426" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8XRpj-XJik/TdqBQYPtZUI/AAAAAAAABEI/dOs1_sh6qVc/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0538-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609938404229604674" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-THDAH531d2A/TdqA1V8avlI/AAAAAAAABEA/bvMCETqdaFo/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609937939755351634" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0gc-FdJWL7E/TdqAYTuzURI/AAAAAAAABD4/ljcqB9J_qgQ/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0607-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609937440945164562" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCHOYz7W4g4/TdqALkwqM3I/AAAAAAAABDw/B123IKdUPyQ/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0489-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609937222178059122" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E2Z2Qj2BqI8/Tdp_s-HbW3I/AAAAAAAABDg/vp8gmgXKjo4/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0229-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609936696408497010" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37i3NuvOUTY/Tdp_IkWoT9I/AAAAAAAABDQ/efxN35cyaUs/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609936071017648082" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AuG1xhrQYF4/Tdp_6m1t1lI/AAAAAAAABDo/EK8BVEIQcb0/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0348-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609936930678363730" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-973I30TRUl8/Tdp_dyJMAxI/AAAAAAAABDY/2iW6ZhCGhBw/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_6319-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609936435496616722" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PEV66M6DeDQ/Tdp99BCAeLI/AAAAAAAABDI/LzbEOLQaaEA/s400/lewis20110514_DSC_0453-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609934773045721266" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4721438349851157416?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-38867521570979504822011-01-27T15:25:00.000-08:002011-01-27T16:07:39.398-08:00Friends or Sisters?It's 4:30...I should be getting dinner ready (does anyone else dread this time of day?), but instead I find myself sitting in front of my computer. Productive, right? I am beginning to realize that putting my Mac on the desk in my kitchen wasn't the best of ideas. I swear it calls my name! <div><br /></div><div>Ok...on with the point of this post! I enjoyed lunch today with 3 of my dearest friends. As I drove home, I was thinking about how much we have shared together. Our friendships started during the days of big bangs, Wet &amp; Wild lipgloss, Esprit bags, &amp; pegged Girbaud jeans. Now here we are 20+ years later, girls no more. Where has the time gone? I have shared so much with these remarkable women. Our friendships have been full of both laughter &amp; tears. We have seen one another through some of the hardest times in our lives.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am so GRATEFUL for their constant friendship. I am GRATEFUL for their unconditional love, support, &amp; acceptance. I am GRATEFUL that no matter how much time passes, we can always pick up right where we left off. I am GRATEFUL that I can truly be myself with them. They know me as well (maybe even better) than I know myself. I am GRATEFUL for their examples...they each teach me in ways that they don't even realize. Jaime teaches me of genuine kindness &amp; compassion toward others. She finds the good in everyone &amp; everything. Tiffany shows me how to face my trials with grace &amp; courage. Melissa teaches me to be strong during times of adversity &amp; to be loyal to those I cherish. I am so truly blessed to have their friendship(s) in my life. They are my sisters &amp; I love them dearly.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TUIHHVVVbrI/AAAAAAAABC0/6c_QbKreFig/s400/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567019911950462642" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3886752157097950482?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-61260882679764450282011-01-21T09:22:00.000-08:002011-01-21T09:25:16.462-08:00January BluesJanuary... Need I say more? Everyone I talk to says how down they are feeling right now. Why does January do this to us? I find myself feeling very restless which usually results in me ending up at Target... NEVER a good plan! So I have decided to take on a few projects around the house in an effort to avoid the "Target trap." How are you fighting the January blues?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-6126088267976445028?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-54105982132472566082011-01-11T07:34:00.000-08:002011-01-11T18:25:48.674-08:00GratefulA friend of mine designs fabulous gratitude journals. The purpose of these journals is to write down something that you are grateful for each &amp; every day. Being grateful changes your attitude &amp; outlook. It helps you to see the good in every situation. So I have taken this challenge... At first I was a little leery, but I can already see the benefits of doing it.<div><br /></div><div>I hate mornings. I am NOT good at them...my college roommates can attest to this! Anyhow, my morning today began as usual: fighting with the alarm clock by pushing snooze several times; finally getting out of bed only to realize that I have once again gotten up too late; muttering a choice word under my breath. Not a pretty picture, right? As I lifted Lyla Jane out of her crib, she greeted me with a huge smile, wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, &amp; said, "Ma-ma, I wuv 00!" Instant attitude change. This is one of those parenting moments that make it all worth it. So today I am GRATEFUL for these 3 beautiful children whom Heavenly Father has entrusted to me. I am GRATEFUL for their sweet spirits &amp; unconditional love. I am GRATEFUL for the quiet moments like the one I had with Lyla this morning that buoy me up &amp; remind me what is truly important in life. Today I am GRATEFUL!</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TSx8W3aVixI/AAAAAAAABCc/nXHfQZrM_uE/s400/Lewis08_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560956372169100050" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5410598213247256608?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-71787340601396295902010-12-11T21:08:00.000-08:002010-12-11T22:14:36.895-08:00GQI had to share this picture of William. He just started to pose like this without any instruction. We were all dying... He thought he was pretty hot stuff!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TQRZnvnouJI/AAAAAAAABCA/Btl_Cb9fSUU/s400/DSC_8313-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549659180159776914" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7178734060139629590?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-49158265903449871102010-12-11T14:22:00.001-08:002010-12-11T14:29:04.094-08:00Seriously?I received a few sneak peaks today of our latest family pics. All I can say is, "Seriously?" I am speechless which is saying a lot for me. I love them. Thank you, thank you, thank you, Katie &amp; Dan! Your talent continues to amaze me.<div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TQP68UNj_vI/AAAAAAAABBw/la2h56HJX78/s400/DSC_7859-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549555079975272178" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TQP6YW5X_5I/AAAAAAAABBo/KgZSsDrT2gs/s400/DSC_7945-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549554462220615570" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4915826590344987110?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-16190159984038497712010-12-03T21:57:00.000-08:002010-12-03T22:32:19.601-08:00Birthday Central2 birthdays in 3 days. What was I thinking, right? The second week of November is now referred to as "Birthday Central" in our house. Those of you who know me well, know how much I LOVE all things birthday...especially when it comes to kids' birthday parties. We kicked off the festivities this year at IncrediblePizza with Nate's parents. My kids had never been, &amp; needless to say, were quite excited.<div><div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnel599WMI/AAAAAAAABAg/biJctbmiWes/s400/IMG_2798.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546709158880696514" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnexo7Ve5I/AAAAAAAABAo/YnorHqreUK0/s400/IMG_2776.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546709360464722834" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnedViilaI/AAAAAAAABAY/iuBBsB8Qm-M/s400/IMG_2805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546709011663066530" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPneQNkPjVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/IqORw48qNqU/s400/IMG_2801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546708786184424786" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Next, a combined family party for Lyla Jane &amp; Will.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPneBSed8RI/AAAAAAAABAI/cCkfIpKr7Iw/s400/IMG_2825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546708529804341522" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnd0dZalfI/AAAAAAAABAA/iLarueUes7Y/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546708309397640690" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Then, a dino-themed birthday party complete with an erupting volcano cake. I couldn't of pulled this off without Grandpa &amp; Grandma Coyle's help. There were 14 boys total!</div></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPncxkh7qUI/AAAAAAAAA_w/iWYt4fYH8XM/s400/IMG_2861.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546707160261175618" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPndCVh_WQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/YkIDACCclrM/s400/IMG_2857.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546707448292661506" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPncM-xKq6I/AAAAAAAAA_g/5FmAYC0IRsM/s400/IMG_2849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546706531649235874" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And last, but certainly not least, a surprise trip to Disneyland!!! More to come.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1619015998403849771?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-14830367675402878722010-12-03T21:38:00.000-08:002010-12-11T14:20:50.907-08:005 Years Old!William Patrick turned 5 on November 17! 5...This seems so old. Officially a little boy. Old enough to start elementary school. Embarrassed to have mom give him kisses in front of his friends. Tall enough to ride the "big" rides at Disneyland. Over "Lightning McQueen" &amp; "Thomas the Train." Even though it makes me sad to see him get older, I am in love with the 5-year old version of him. He continues to be the sweetest boy. William LOVES life. As Grandpa Jerry says, no one has a much fun as Will. He is so creative &amp; has an amazing imagination. He has a thirst for knowledge &amp; I never tire of his questions. This boy has his mommy wrapped around his finger for sure!<div><div><br /></div><div>Will's current likes are:</div><div>1. Dinosaurs, dinosaurs, dinosaurs. Oh &amp; did I mention dinosaurs?</div><div>2. Volcanoes</div><div>3. Skeletons &amp; the human body</div><div>4. "Creating" - give him a roll of scotch tape &amp; some popsicles sticks &amp; he's one happy kid!</div><div>5. His friends - This boy is ALL about playing.</div><div>6. School - Every morning is started with the question, "Is today a school day?"</div><div>7. His mom - Always has been his mommy's boy. He still loves to cuddle!</div><div>8. Legos</div><div>9. Outings with grandma - The dinosaur museum is usually his first choice. Grandma's a good sport!</div><div>10. Bathroom talk - Seriously, what's with boys &amp; bathroom talk? Who knew the word "fart" could be so funny.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnUANCU9KI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/uOwbs5ku0jk/s1600/IMG_2807.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPnUANCU9KI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/uOwbs5ku0jk/s400/IMG_2807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546697516047987874" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Birthday, little man. We love you!!!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1483036767540287872?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-8148438326182832862010-11-29T14:47:00.000-08:002010-11-29T14:52:51.738-08:00Boys will be Boys...Or Girls?<div>A few weeks ago, William had his buddies Daniel &amp; Mason over to play. All of the sudden I noticed that it was a little too quiet (never a good thing!). I began to look around the house for them &amp; finally noticed that the door to Olivia's bedroom was closed. This is what I found! You can't tell from the pictures very well, but William's face is covered in makeup. They thought it was absolutely hilarious... I guess even little boys like to play beauty parlor now &amp; then.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPQt5f7YDVI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/faGjxC3IWxs/s400/IMG_2764.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545107507046255954" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPQtvdQAMcI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kxjkfsQY5r4/s400/IMG_2765.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545107334528774594" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-814843832618283286?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-36055555888049321802010-11-27T20:26:00.000-08:002010-11-27T20:46:34.217-08:002 Years Old!I can't believe our sweet "Janie girl" is two. CRAZY!!! She seems so much more grown up to me at this age than her brother &amp; sister did. She is a spitfire &amp; is so full of life. She talks non-stop &amp; keeps us really busy! She is really strong-willed &amp; definitely holds her own with her brother &amp; sister. We love her spunky personality... Nate &amp; I are already worried about what she's going to be like as a teenager! Her current likes are:<div><br /></div><div>- Minnie Mouse &amp; "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse"</div><div>- Winnie the "foo"</div><div>- William: She loves to wrestle with him &amp; thinks he is hilarious. No one can make her laugh like him.</div><div>- Tomatoes: Seriously the only thing she ever wants to eat.</div><div>- Swedish Fish: She's her daddy's girl</div><div>- Books: Especially "Goodnight Moon" &amp; "10 Monkeys on the Bed"</div><div>- Her monkey feet p.j.'s</div><div>- Grandma "Nina"</div><div>- Her bottle: Not proud of this one, but this girl will NOT take a sippy cup. I know, I know... It's got to go! I am taking suggestions of how to get rid of it.</div><div>- The phrase "Oh Yeah"</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy birthday, Lyla Jane! We all love you so much &amp; can't imagine our worlds without you. You make our home so fun!</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPHdkK_oxfI/AAAAAAAAA-A/Jl79-gqfKHc/s400/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544456229766088178" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3605555588804932180?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-27135595368636662152010-11-27T20:23:00.001-08:002010-11-27T20:26:35.221-08:00First SnowfallWilliam always anxiously awaits the first snowfall. This year was no exception. Once he woke up &amp; looked out the window, he couldn't get outside fast enough. Of course, his buddies Daniel &amp; Jake joined in for the fun!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPHZvsWlEmI/AAAAAAAAA94/rnuL9RKMwQg/s400/IMG_2763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544452029652734562" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2713559536863666215?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-20632518228099626522010-11-27T20:03:00.000-08:002010-11-27T20:21:42.118-08:00Halloween 2010Halloween 2010 was crazy as usual! We definitely got our money's worth out of the kids' costumes...both grandma's parties, trunk-or-treat, school parades &amp; parties, &amp; 2 birthday parties all led up to the big night. William was so into Halloween this year! Holidays just keep getting better &amp; better as my kids get older. While I admit that I was glad when the last trick-or-treater came, we all had a great time!<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A "Punk" Witch (emphasis on the "punk". Liv was very clear on this matter!)</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPHXTVGRPXI/AAAAAAAAA9w/dsKeh_84itE/s400/IMG_2748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544449343350717810" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Minnie - We thought it was only fitting since Lyla Jane is currently OBSESSED!</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPHWoQTGzYI/AAAAAAAAA9g/DL_qWbVT5oM/s400/IMG_2772.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544448603328007554" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our "vicious" tiger</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TPHUwJQeIZI/AAAAAAAAA9A/jUy7GW6Erd4/s400/IMG_2758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544446539853603218" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2063251822809962652?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-1809252624925808482010-11-11T18:30:00.000-08:002010-11-11T18:40:39.305-08:00Livi Lately<div>Liv ran in the school Jog-a-Thon. It is always fun to see all of the students running through our neighborhood. I was so proud of her this year because she actually ran...Last year she "wasn't into running" as she put it &amp; walked the whole way with her teacher (I think she came in dead last for the first graders). I had to laugh &amp; couldn't argue with her because I hate running too!</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNynu2bA_0I/AAAAAAAAA84/GQIrL_dr2PQ/s400/IMG_2719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538486065083514690" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>She also lost her other front tooth...Just in time for Christmas!!! She has been singing "All I want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth" ever since. She is quite proud of herself!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNym9SOm05I/AAAAAAAAA8w/sudJcn_CchY/s400/IMG_2690.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538485213554201490" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-180925262492580848?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-76468119206009709832010-11-10T21:37:00.001-08:002010-11-10T21:54:11.908-08:00Fall Happenings-Part 1You can't have Fall without a trip to Gardener Village to see the witches... Or in our case, 3 trips! My kids look forward to this every year. They love to pick out their favorite witch. William, of course, loved the one using the outhouse (what is it with boys &amp; potty humor?). I didn't end up with any pictures of Liv. I took her over UEA weekend... HUGE MISTAKE! It was so crowded you could barely move. Trying to take pictures would have heightened the state of crazy I was in!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuDNx-vLhI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Lsc5r9N_3dE/s400/IMG_2713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538164439560171026" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuC3M2NCdI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/XwJUs5Xq3ao/s1600/IMG_2691.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuC3M2NCdI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/XwJUs5Xq3ao/s400/IMG_2691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538164051635145170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuCsjiSpxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/0YojB2cHMUA/s1600/IMG_2687.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuCsjiSpxI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/0YojB2cHMUA/s400/IMG_2687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538163868747081490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuCH1JNS_I/AAAAAAAAA8I/_jJcXM8kQBI/s1600/IMG_2715.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuCH1JNS_I/AAAAAAAAA8I/_jJcXM8kQBI/s400/IMG_2715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538163237818551282" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuByh6yKiI/AAAAAAAAA74/mXxqF18Mjq8/s1600/IMG_2706.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TNuByh6yKiI/AAAAAAAAA74/mXxqF18Mjq8/s400/IMG_2706.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538162871880526370" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7646811920600970983?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-80748040015738219712010-09-11T18:24:00.000-07:002010-09-11T18:34:57.676-07:00Family+ Good Friends+ Football=FUNAnother fun day at the Utah game! What a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon.<div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIwtq6Kn9CI/AAAAAAAAA7g/EDeDZdVQ2qA/s400/IMG_2680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515833858813588514" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIwuJR1RFUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xBln8U6uKBk/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515834380562535746" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIwtUGapeGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/emMJT7SJN9o/s400/IMG_2678.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515833466965031010" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIwtfYvJD6I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/jCuRszKDbRU/s400/IMG_2677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515833660861386658" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8074804001573821971?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-32519315517278467572010-09-07T17:06:00.000-07:002010-09-07T17:18:03.751-07:00Happy Birthday to Me!34... I am old! Boy did I get spoiled. This year my birthday fell over Labor Day weekend so Nate surprised me with a getaway to Park City. The two of us escaped on Friday night &amp; then my parents &amp; kiddos joined us on Saturday. It was so relaxing! Thanks to my sweet &amp; thoughtful hubby for planning such a special birthday for me. I am one lucky girl!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbVjp-P9UI/AAAAAAAAA64/8-oHuKPDDKg/s400/IMG_2666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514329602300835138" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbVZd6usmI/AAAAAAAAA6w/6f8Y3DBDiJA/s400/IMG_2660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514329427266155106" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbU0Jy84WI/AAAAAAAAA6g/IUcIJJYAaq0/s400/IMG_2631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514328786209661282" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbV4Sn42CI/AAAAAAAAA7I/b3cY1k-Q_Vs/s400/IMG_2671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514329956810283042" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbVApxrNsI/AAAAAAAAA6o/WJnfRkkcgNo/s400/IMG_2649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514329000952673986" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbUrO0CARI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/deJchU27YBA/s400/IMG_2662.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514328632937546002" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbVtb45ZwI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0-M-1ozpLic/s400/IMG_2667.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514329770318980866" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3251931551727846757?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-30451382650118407432010-09-07T16:58:00.000-07:002010-09-07T17:05:58.354-07:00GO UTES!!!!I love the crisp feeling in the air that accompanies fall... It feels like UTE FOOTBALL!!! We start to get the itch &amp; anticipate the first game around the beginning of August. We are all "Utah men" &amp; have such a great time. The Lewis kids learn to be fans at an early age... Lyla is already saying, "Go Utes!" The first game did not disappoint. Here's to a great season!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbSo7d5mWI/AAAAAAAAA54/DyvCgxtImw4/s400/IMG_2625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514326394361452898" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbTJ-M_TqI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/lWm0pyFNE50/s400/IMG_2629.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514326962031513250" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbS8NF3vJI/AAAAAAAAA6I/GZweWwbchMM/s400/IMG_2628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514326725510020242" /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3045138265011840743?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-57645732481686877382010-09-07T16:50:00.000-07:002010-09-07T16:57:52.858-07:00Proud Pre-SchoolerWill FINALLY started school!!! And not a day too soon. He was so confused about why Olivia had started &amp; he hadn't. Every morning brought the same question..."Is it my school today?" He was so thrilled when I finally answered, "YES!" We love Super Start School &amp; are so excited to have Will go there again. His teachers this year are Miss Kris &amp; Miss Darcie. Will looks so forward to going each day. I truly appreciate all the teachers at this school do to make learning so fun for Will!<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbP-oiQEUI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3_YPImO0Aec/s1600/IMG_2623.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbP-oiQEUI/AAAAAAAAA5o/3_YPImO0Aec/s400/IMG_2623.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514323468701667650" /></a><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TIbQFJ-Y01I/AAAAAAAAA5w/fnNeTu8uS4A/s400/IMG_2624.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514323580757267282" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5764573248168687738?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-62171212289335441472010-08-26T20:10:00.000-07:002010-08-26T20:28:03.518-07:00Back to SchoolBack to School! Can you believe it? Summer went by so quickly which is ironic considering I was worried it would be too long (we were used to year-round school). I also cannot believe Liv started second grade. She was so excited for school... I think she was a little nervous too, but she'd never admit it! She couldn't wait to see all of her friends &amp; meet her teacher, Mrs. Jolley. It seems like just yesterday I was waiting in line outside East Sandy Elementary ready to meet my second grade teacher, Mrs. Osborne. Time definitely goes by too quickly!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/THcuiFMbzTI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/jpZLHiFypUE/s400/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509923832155852082" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/THct8gbvTLI/AAAAAAAAA5I/bw8J_ZrVnHU/s400/IMG_2614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509923186632772786" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Abby, Olivia, Lauren, Katie</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/THcuOE-KisI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/FGkfXCqIUfA/s400/IMG_2611.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509923488498617026" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-6217121228933544147?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-87330281698970400712010-08-12T21:40:00.000-07:002010-08-18T20:27:50.410-07:00Growing too fast!We had a little photo shoot of the kids at the end of May. I about died when I saw the pictures for the first time: A) I LOVE them. Katie did it again! B) I can't believe how BIG they all looked in them...especially William &amp; Liv. I am already in shock that I have a 2nd grader this year. The pictures definitely didn't help! Here are some favorites.<div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTQUfAMAkI/AAAAAAAAA44/A6LQLEZWBnU/s400/DSC_0044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504753694891835970" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTP3k5JzLI/AAAAAAAAA4o/5_iLiBk7gAA/s400/DSC_0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504753198256737458" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTOPc7ZaUI/AAAAAAAAA4I/eDxVqMwZzw4/s400/DSC_0151-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504751409412270402" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTPFEspkoI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/nvv23JgeR5U/s400/DSC_0122-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504752330620899970" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTQJUJtsUI/AAAAAAAAA4w/iUFXKRhufWU/s400/DSC_0133B-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504753503000441154" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGTPibs_WKI/AAAAAAAAA4g/90-ktsYn1ZA/s400/DSC_0234-.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504752835012548770" /></div><div><br /><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TGykocrEq7I/AAAAAAAAA5A/puX8f5Ih1r4/s400/DSC_0206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506957459165850546" /></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8733028169897040071?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18067516562126161002010-07-08T10:07:00.000-07:002010-07-13T21:41:56.412-07:00Dance, Dance, DanceDance recital...check! It was the last thing on our list. Now we are officially done with all activities &amp; summer is ON! Liv did a great job dancing in Utah Dance Center's production of "Beauty &amp; the Beast." Her part was called "A Dance with Belle." So proud of you Livi Lou! You are growing up so fast &amp; becoming a great little dancer!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TDYHugm4juI/AAAAAAAAA4A/QLCKCoPzd2s/s400/IMG_2467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491585291233300194" /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TDYHicrB6JI/AAAAAAAAA34/GjgcV2xujy0/s400/IMG_2469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491585084018518162" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1806751656212616100?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-31070461334584469392010-06-24T21:32:00.001-07:002010-06-24T21:51:43.903-07:00ParadiseWe are back from paradise... Grand Cayman that is. We spent 9 days &amp; 8 nights in a beach house on Seven Mile Beach. I have never seen such a beautiful beach... the water was so blue &amp; there literally was not a pebble in the sand. There weren't any waves to speak of so the kids could swim in the ocean like it was a swimming pool. Olivia &amp; Will were in the water NONSTOP. We all had a great time &amp; were sad to have to come home. Thanks to my cousin, Jackie, for organizing the trip. We will DEFINITELY have to do it again.<div><br /></div><div><div><div>The highlight of the trip was Sting Ray City. A MUST DO if you ever visit the island. The kids &amp; I were a little intimidated at first, but loved it once we got in the water. So glad we had the experience.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TCQ0nPkhT1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/9P7lMWZTusY/s400/P6190104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486568094843359058" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TCQyvAwZpLI/AAAAAAAAA3g/R3IWMypTjBk/s400/P6190057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486566029282354354" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TCQzpu4GLBI/AAAAAAAAA3o/5qpy-Paq8YA/s400/P6190046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486567038095076370" /></div></div></div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>More pictures to come!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3107046133458446939?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-29334304469871877672010-06-13T18:15:00.000-07:002010-06-13T18:18:33.347-07:00Will's WordsSorry for all of the "Will's Words" posts lately, but Will has been providing me with a lot of material. This kid is hilarious!<div><br /></div><div>Scene: Driving in the car. Will is sitting next to Lyla &amp; looks at a sore on her finger.</div><div><br /></div><div>Will: "Lyla, what in the hell did you do to your finger?"</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I should have gotten after him, but I could not stop laughing. He kept saying it over &amp; over! I wonder where he heard that from? Certainly not his mother!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2933430446987187767?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-51974600510951024442010-06-13T17:45:00.001-07:002010-06-13T18:21:31.764-07:00Spring HappeningsThis post is LONG overdue. I can't believe how fast Spring came &amp; went. The past few months are a blur. We were crazy busy and I seriously thought I was going to lose it a couple times. We all survived... And we had a lot of fun along the way!<div><br /></div><div>I love watching the neighborhood come to life with the warmer weather. It's so fun to go on evening walks &amp; see everyone outside. I love living in a circle where the kids can play outside without fear of them getting hurt. On one night, I counted 18 kiddos playing in front of our house. We love our neighborhood &amp; feel so blessed to live here.<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TBWBbnQWyUI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OATC49a_Vro/s400/IMG_2216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482430432787482946" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The highlight of Spring for William was the release of "Ironman 2." He went opening night with his dad, Grandpa Jerry, and Uncle Ryan. He went in full Ironman attire (mask included) &amp; was the hit of the show. Everyone was giving him high 5's . Of course he totally ate up all the attention.</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TBV_olFiSOI/AAAAAAAAA3I/JBq8L88ZVZI/s400/IMG_2231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482428456520272098" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>With Spring came driving all over the valley for Liv's singing performances. She takes from Clayton Productions &amp; totally LOVES it. I think she has found her niche. They do such a great job. This year they sang a collection of Disney songs. Her solo came from "Alice in Wonderland."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/TBWA_4qdgdI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/BhdkqEx36M4/s400/IMG_2226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482429956424040914" /><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5197460051095102444?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-71720782275889249952010-06-12T20:16:00.000-07:002010-06-13T18:19:06.918-07:00Will's WordsScene: Watching "Karate Kid" in the movie theatre.<div><br /></div><div>Will (in a REALLY loud voice): "Mom, those boys are really mean. If I was there, I would kill them with my huge muscles."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7172078227588924995?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-68257982174557433772010-05-30T20:55:00.000-07:002010-05-30T20:57:11.490-07:00Will's WordsScene: Sitting around the dinner table at Nate's parents' house.<div><br /></div><div>Will: Grandma, were dinosaurs on the earth when you were born? Did you have one as a pet when you were little?</div><div><br /></div><div>CLASSIC! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-6825798217455743377?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-58973721759501059222010-03-28T16:24:00.000-07:002010-03-28T16:36:37.661-07:00Twas the Week Before EasterSince Easter is on Conference weekend this year &amp; we don't have church, the kiddos sported their new finery today. My friend Adrienne sewed their outfits for me. They turned out so cute. Thanks, Adrienne (www.cosettescloset.blogspot.com).<div><br /></div><div>P.S. I really need to learn to sew. I am loving the "homemade" clothes look. It reminds me of when I was little &amp; my mom would sew all of my back to school clothes. Fabrics are so cute now days... much better than the polyester duds I wore (no offense, Mom). I love the mixture of all the different fabrics &amp; textures. <div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_nFBp2bwI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/yLmN0RqWwW8/s400/IMG_2172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453831747298291458" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_m1683glI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/SHI_6RytqcQ/s400/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453831487800967762" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_mN7AJnzI/AAAAAAAAA14/zu5NKxTUZo0/s400/IMG_2174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453830800619970354" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_l_Dh-dxI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Y9uVkUHkGXg/s400/IMG_2170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453830545211291410" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_mb6hYgMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/GX2djk2msKU/s400/IMG_2180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453831041009090754" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_lxU3QknI/AAAAAAAAA1o/IxyQIddFbos/s400/IMG_2164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453830309345792626" /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5897372175950105922?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-36612392985080290592010-03-28T16:14:00.000-07:002010-03-28T16:23:47.509-07:00Annual Neighborhood Egg HuntYesterday was the annual neighborhood egg hunt. My kids look forward to this all year. Every time we drive by the park, Will reminds us that "that's where the Easter Bunny comes." Unfortunately, Will couldn't go to the hunt this year... He had his first soccer game. Our cute neighbor &amp; friend, Abby, came along in his place. The girls all had a great time. Lyla was ALL about the chocolate &amp; not so much the Easter Bunny. She wigged out! Not that I blame her... He is a little freaky looking. Is it just me or is his head on crooked?<br /><br /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_j6MYvIXI/AAAAAAAAA1g/m1Bep0HjMwU/s400/IMG_2152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453828262665855346" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_i_DE6scI/AAAAAAAAA1A/gZ7SiwDR3hU/s400/IMG_2151.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453827246554526146" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_jW3ZyOsI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/tv89rRdu3y0/s400/IMG_2160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453827655737686722" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_jlRoGvMI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/L8MafjD7wXw/s400/IMG_2158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453827903295241410" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3661239298508029059?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-58265945986496540852010-03-28T15:43:00.000-07:002010-03-28T15:48:53.635-07:00Our Random BoyThere are no words...<br /><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_clB3A0WI/AAAAAAAAA04/WyKB13fxrq4/s400/IMG_2145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453820202481406306" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_b68gQwNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EMcq_Hr3Zy4/s400/IMG_2100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453819479489298642" /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S6_cUHD_E6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/E-BYyWofct4/s400/IMG_2107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453819911820219298" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5826594598649654085?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-12680985138002763872010-03-13T14:43:00.000-08:002010-03-13T14:47:41.492-08:00Saturday is a Special Day!I just found Olivia's "Saturday To Do List." Can I just say how sweet she is!? <div><br /></div><div>1. Help</div><div>2. Lyla</div><div>3. Hug</div><div>4. Play the Wii</div><div>5. Esersize (exercise)</div><div>6. Be nice</div><div>7. Grama</div><div><br /></div><div>Love this girl. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1268098513800276387?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-26953001561458949342010-03-13T14:32:00.000-08:002010-03-13T16:40:51.707-08:00Wii Mania!I have a love/hate relationship with the Wii. I love that my kids get so much pleasure out of it &amp; we can all spend time playing it together. I hate that it's all my kids ever want to do &amp; at times it causes them to fight like cats &amp; dogs. Even little Lyla likes to join in ... or at least she thinks she is! What are all of your thoughts? Are we frying our kids brain cells or are we helping with their "fine motor skills" (as my father-in-law likes to tell me).<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S5wTf3tREpI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/iZrICNdSQXo/s400/IMG_2086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448251087462142610" /><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S5wUrF2fMfI/AAAAAAAAA0g/12dmvmEesQU/s400/IMG_2083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448252379749102066" /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2695300156145894934?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-56359695970211275342010-03-11T20:25:00.000-08:002010-03-11T20:27:18.832-08:00SLACKER!I am officially the worst blogger ever! For weeks I have been telling myself that I would "catch up" on my blog. Well, that is clearly not going to happen. I am sure you are all getting sick of looking at pictures of Santa Claus in March! So I am starting fresh. Enjoy!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5635969597021127534?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-6592777655803417842010-03-11T20:10:00.000-08:002010-03-11T20:23:26.190-08:00Jungle FeverWilliam Patrick. Oh, how I love this boy! He brings me so much happiness each &amp; every day. Those of you who know him well will appreciate this post. You all know of his quirky personality. His latest obsessions are dinosaurs &amp; tigers. Nate has fashioned a "tail" out of masking tape that Will hooks onto his backside &amp; then runs around the house on all fours. Be careful if you come over for a visit... You may end up playing "zoo." Well, you can imagine his excitement when I brought home these hats that I found at the craft store. He has been sleeping in them at night. It brings a smile to my face to walk in his room to turn off his light &amp; see this sight. He keeps us all laughing! What an imagination. I hope he never loses his curious nature &amp; FUN personality.<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S5nAqkMEcQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/npCjdJlmokA/s400/IMG_2097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447597061782663426" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S5nAgNYdogI/AAAAAAAAA0I/26E1qVkNI-4/s400/IMG_2099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447596883861938690" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-659277765580341784?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-24549863763180350192010-02-04T18:59:00.000-08:002010-02-05T08:23:09.459-08:00Annual Mr. & Mrs. Claus PartyChristmas just wouldn't be Christmas without a visit with Mr. &amp; Mrs. Claus. Every year we go over to Jason &amp; Wendy's house for a party &amp; somehow, Santa &amp; the Mrs. find us. We must not be on the naughty list!<div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uMjfAat_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/nw1IEWBJTkA/s400/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434591916599195634" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uMFzlDZLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/aPQ-0lsYNb0/s400/IMG_1853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434591406725489842" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uL5IXaSyI/AAAAAAAAAzo/O0nBhrFwBFs/s400/IMG_1848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434591188967115554" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uKwQRVTvI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Ve98KHDQYpY/s400/IMG_1839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434589936958656242" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uKlpgG-aI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/MfuPXQ_G8qY/s400/IMG_1830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434589754752956834" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2454986376318035019?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-63467126935980465392010-02-04T18:51:00.000-08:002010-02-04T18:58:12.735-08:00Snow=HappinessEvery morning in December the first words out of William's mouth were, "Did it snow last night?" He would then run to the window &amp; open the shutters to see for himself. You can imagine his happiness if he actually discovered a new blanket of white snow. He couldn't get outside fast enough!<img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uIW9nI4HI/AAAAAAAAAy4/l5YN8b0_a-8/s400/IMG_1823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587303429857394" /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uJNq_aGqI/AAAAAAAAAzA/tx5Wf9mykeU/s400/IMG_1813.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434588243324181154" /><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uIQdBptnI/AAAAAAAAAyw/lN0SBa5fiOs/s400/IMG_1822.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434587191603476082" /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-6346712693598046539?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-92155819760248667342010-02-04T18:33:00.000-08:002010-02-04T18:44:19.348-08:00We are Santa's Elves!Liv sang all over town during the month of December with her singing group at Clayton Productions. They had 7 performances total... I have to admit that I was ready for them to be over by the end of the month. But Liv loved every minute of it (Okay, maybe not the itchy costume). She has definitely found her niche.<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uFiuAIRHI/AAAAAAAAAyg/MakshjPKmPE/s400/IMG_1811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434584206863254642" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /> <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2uFGm_NqEI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bC452AyJrZ8/s400/IMG_1810.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434583723944028226" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-9215581976024866734?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-48111759463148712152010-02-04T18:04:00.001-08:002010-02-04T18:22:48.416-08:00Gobble, Gobble, GobbleWe spent Thanksgiving with the Lewis' side of the family this year. Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Nothing is better than eating good food &amp; chilling with your family. The morning began with the usual traditions... Turkey bowl, Nate arguing with me about having to get "dressed up" for dinner (I always win), me making a tasty green bean casserole, officially busting out the Christmas music, and looking threw the "Black Friday" ads even though I never have any intention of actually going shopping the next morning.<div><br /></div><div>In the spirit of giving thanks, we went around the table &amp; each person said what they were thankful for. Most, even the kids, gave heartfelt answers like, "I am thankful for my family". Not William. He was thankful for toys! 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We had a combined family party for William &amp; Lyla that was lots of fun. William chose a "skeleton" theme for his friend party. At first I wasn't sure what I was going to do, but it ended up working out great. I even found some hilarious invitations that were a cardboard coffin with a toy skeleton inside. Thank you Oriental Trading! All in all the parties went off without a hitch. Thanks to everyone for coming &amp; SPOILING my kiddos. <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Friend Party</div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2t6oI0eTSI/AAAAAAAAAxY/eDhbXsV70hg/s400/IMG_1778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434572205333564706" /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Will, Owen, Sam, Alex, Austin, Jake, Sawyer, Josh T., Daniel, Josh G. 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It is so hard to believe it has been 4 whole years since this little man captured a special place in my heart that is all his. I love the relationship the two of us share. I had always heard about the mother &amp; son bond, but never believed it until I had Will. It's so true &amp; the bond was instant! <div><br /></div><div>I love this little man more than words can describe. He has the funnest personality. There is never a dull moment when he is around. He is always creating things, figuring out how things work, &amp; asking questions. He is so smart &amp; is very intrigued by science. His current obsessions are dinosaurs, skeletons, the human body, sharks, &amp; volcanoes. He lives to play... especially with his best bud, Daniel. He is all about cuddling &amp; sneaking into mom's bed in the middle of the night (He has it down to a science. Most of the time I don't know he's there until I wake up in the morning &amp; find his feet in my face!). We all love him so much. Happy 4th Birthday, Will!</div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2jDvwa58jI/AAAAAAAAAwo/dqADNG3FZqg/s400/Nov+to+Dec+05+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433808175641522738" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2jDdCl0U5I/AAAAAAAAAwg/GzL9y-jotN4/s400/Nov+to+Dec+05+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433807854101615506" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2jDQ-Xws_I/AAAAAAAAAwY/lgZPWIJ6ThE/s400/early+fall+06+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433807646810485746" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2jC6FN-GnI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cDiuruFOKAE/s400/12-05,+and+12-07+076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433807253511477874" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2i9rSuD6kI/AAAAAAAAAwI/g6TqRLQ9_BA/s400/levris+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433801501879560770" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/S2i9fDHbFoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8K0rBqCrQvg/s400/Lewis20090123_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433801291532539522" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8191720288851803209?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-44602563375611255762009-11-13T19:55:00.000-08:002009-11-17T12:08:56.287-08:00Little Miss 1-Year OldLyla Jane (a.k.a. "Ly-Ly", "L.J.", and "Janie") turns 1 tomorrow. It is so hard to believe it has already been a year. It seems like just yesterday that I was pregnant with her. Time has definitely gone by faster with each of my children. My mom always tells me to cherish these years because before you know it they're over. I am beginning to understand what she means.<div><br /></div><div>Lyla has brought us so much joy. She is such a sweet little girl. She is happy ALL the time... Really, she rarely cries. Maybe this is because she is such a great sleeper?! This little girl loves her naps, eating (she is particularly fond of circus animal cookies), her mommy, her star-stacker (She crawls all over with a star in each hand. She loves the sound of them banging on the hardwood floor.), wrestling with William, climbing on anything &amp; everything, and her "ba-ba." Oh, and did I mention she loves to eat? Her latest accomplishment was conquering our staircase. She is so proud of herself when she gets to the top! Her top two teeth have broken through (4 teeth total) and her vocabulary is growing ("uh-oh", "oh wow", "mum", "me"). Patty-cake, giving "5", and pulling her blanket on and off her own head are favorite games! She is full of energy and keep us on our toes... My mom likes to call her the "wild thing", which is very fitting. She has the prettiest eyes that light up and get so big when she smiles. We are all so in love with this little angel and cannot imagine our world without her. She had us all wrapped around her finger from the first moment we all saw her. Happy 1st Birthday, sweet Lyla Jane!</div><div><div><div><div><div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL_1Bp2w_I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CaRxCm5YnS4/s400/Lyla+1st+days+in+hospital+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405163789240157170" /></div><div><br /><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL-ZYscbJI/AAAAAAAAAuw/ErKA47UzKl4/s400/Lyla+1st+days+in+hospital+061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405162214877064338" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL-LddHUZI/AAAAAAAAAuo/F7NNLyU_Kbg/s400/lewis+(4).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405161975636775314" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL_isC2M0I/AAAAAAAAAvI/AenGpd3gudI/s400/IMG_0523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405163474201752386" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL9Lj2ooAI/AAAAAAAAAuY/gqxZrtOnA94/s400/lewis+(33).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405160877842800642" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SwL_OkgxghI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jRYKXUL_EBQ/s400/Lewis20090123_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405163128582406674" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sv4yWmUiFII/AAAAAAAAAtI/gG-J3NGFp4k/s400/lewis+(27).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403811966716351618" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4460256337561125576?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-5291773418761138402009-11-09T10:39:00.000-08:002009-11-09T11:00:01.224-08:00Lyla's 1 Year Old PhotoshootI just got these pictures back from Lyla's 1 -year old photoshoot. She was SO good for it... At least until the end when I made her eat her birthday cake. There are 2 kinds of kids... Those that attack their cakes &amp; those that won't touch it because they don't like being sticky. Lyla is definitely the 2nd type. She got so mad. All she would do was touch it &amp; then cry because she didn't like having the frosting on her fingers. Then I smeared the frosting on her face to make it look like she'd been eating the cake (because we just had to have a picture!). I can't imagine where she gets her obsessive-compulsive tendencies from?<div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SvhlzjwS7fI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qPyEE3eVJDk/s400/lewis-33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402179689476451826" /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SvhlsP-h01I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/6xRJi7D1oRk/s400/lewis-42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402179563908354898" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Svhlj8LCNtI/AAAAAAAAAsI/GQW-ShB67PE/s400/lewis-56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402179421153146578" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SvhlcsfaR1I/AAAAAAAAAsA/XPkdFhlrRVY/s400/lewis-65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402179296684558162" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SvhlSVFX-_I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Z_HxArxBVsY/s400/lewis-68.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402179118602648562" /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-529177341876113840?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-52602198970516452092009-10-28T20:24:00.001-07:002009-10-28T21:26:16.333-07:0010 Years?!<div>Nate &amp; I celebrated 10 years of pure bliss on October 9! Where has the time gone? I swear I shouldn't be a day older than 23! I cannot imagine a life not married to Nate. He is such a wonderful husband &amp; father. He is so kind &amp; giving. He goes out of his way each &amp; every day to make me feel loved. He is so funny... He can make me laugh &amp; bring a smile to my face like no one else! He works so hard to provide for our family. He ALWAYS puts our family first. He is always so willing to help me out with the "daily routine" stuff. He is a peacemaker. He is truly my best friend &amp; I love him so much! I look forward to the next 10 years! </div><div><br /></div><div>We celebrated by taking a trip to Hawaii! We had never taken a trip like this together in our 10 years of marriage (unless you can count super exotic locations like St. George &amp; Las Vegas!). We had also never been to Hawaii. Needless to say, we had a fabulous time. We were total beach bums for 7 days straight... We did take breaks now &amp; then for some snorkeling, shopping, &amp; a Luau (Nasty food!). It was so great to just be able to spend time with one another. Now that we know what we've been missing, we will definitely be taking another trip together soon!</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Whoever advised us to take the "Road to Hana", I was not amused! I threw up 4 times on the side of the road... super romantic!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukPOZFY3zI/AAAAAAAAAro/THYTy2ifiPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1369.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukPOZFY3zI/AAAAAAAAAro/THYTy2ifiPQ/s400/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397862368306323250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukPCDQlYhI/AAAAAAAAArg/zh0-TZ9itTI/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukPCDQlYhI/AAAAAAAAArg/zh0-TZ9itTI/s400/IMG_1328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397862156289270290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukOq6XrmBI/AAAAAAAAArY/7nrTONAQfLY/s1600-h/IMG_1324.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukOq6XrmBI/AAAAAAAAArY/7nrTONAQfLY/s400/IMG_1324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861758766127122" /></a><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukPg_GJhJI/AAAAAAAAArw/Jv490yXO31M/s400/IMG_1361.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397862687747703954" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukOfqMOf2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cr4rojeYlZY/s1600-h/IMG_1323.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukOfqMOf2I/AAAAAAAAArQ/cr4rojeYlZY/s400/IMG_1323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861565444554594" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukN9nyqZWI/AAAAAAAAArI/1Ke9hJOU4ac/s1600-h/IMG_1351.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukN9nyqZWI/AAAAAAAAArI/1Ke9hJOU4ac/s400/IMG_1351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397860980684907874" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukMKdGHSGI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FAlU_tNWO5A/s1600-h/IMG_1397.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukMKdGHSGI/AAAAAAAAAq4/FAlU_tNWO5A/s400/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397859002128746594" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukLjfi8w7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/XV80cvGxrLk/s1600-h/IMG_1393.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SukLjfi8w7I/AAAAAAAAAqw/XV80cvGxrLk/s400/IMG_1393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397858332771664818" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5260219897051645209?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-11809990950440710302009-09-09T17:39:00.000-07:002009-09-09T18:42:18.716-07:00Family PicturesIs it just me or is getting family pictures taken one of the most stressful things there is? Even when I think I am so prepared, I am running around like a chicken with my head cut off the day of the pictures... Ironing the clothes, making sure we are "perfectly coordinated" (like it really matters), curling Liv's hair, crossing my fingers that we get at least 1 shot where we are all smiling or at least just looking at the camera, running to my friend Tara's at the last minute to get matching flowers for the girls' hair. Despite all of this, our pictures turned out great &amp; we actually had fun getting them taken. I couldn't be happier with them! Here is a sampling of some of our favorites... O.K., a lot of our favorites. I couldn't decide which ones to post.<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhYY7tvSmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/krDudtOr598/s400/Lewis20090123_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379646940263696994" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhVVGmaUuI/AAAAAAAAAqY/THBwntyKbOM/s1600-h/Lewis20090123_0075.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhVVGmaUuI/AAAAAAAAAqY/THBwntyKbOM/s400/Lewis20090123_0075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379643575931392738" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhUnMKfT3I/AAAAAAAAAqI/zAZKRK8f4dU/s1600-h/Lewis20090123_0064.jpg"><img style="float:right; 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height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhSuxad2NI/AAAAAAAAApo/Iop2P6seOGQ/s400/Lewis20090123_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379640718385862866" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhVhGjPsII/AAAAAAAAAqg/R_EdObfszfc/s400/Lewis20090123_0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379643782076543106" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhPK1hnu0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/PXxc_ywcjf0/s400/Lewis20090123_0062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379636802479438658" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhU8spysAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/00kTSinx2UM/s400/Lewis20090123_0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379643156649390082" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhN0WuKL4I/AAAAAAAAApA/DsxNZAAC-uw/s400/Lewis20090123_0070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379635316741779330" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhNau5j0aI/AAAAAAAAAo4/7r3ztHMZpF8/s400/Lewis20090123_0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379634876555448738" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhNFouCoiI/AAAAAAAAAow/O7RfBcXAqwk/s400/Lewis20090123_0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379634514119270946" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhTDY6xcqI/AAAAAAAAApw/yF6VtwDzoIg/s400/Lewis20090123_0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379641072587731618" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqhMsqHSjaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/T0mUANEqatA/s400/Lewis20090123_0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379634084996877730" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1180999095044071030?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-73056278323429874042009-09-08T22:04:00.000-07:002009-09-09T07:38:57.507-07:00Tiff's WeddingOne of my best friends, Tiffany, got married the last weekend of August. She has been through a great deal over the past 3 years... More than many of us encounter in a lifetime. I have learned a great deal from her. She has faced each trial that has come her way with amazing faith &amp; grace. She is an incredible woman who married an equally outstanding guy, Ryan. I have no doubt that he will make her very happy. Congratulations to you both! I love you, Tiff! Thank you for your example &amp; for inspiring me to be a better person!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sqc5LWGgS8I/AAAAAAAAAoA/ouMeTmIih9A/s400/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379331146991553474" /><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7305627832342987404?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-27628887952237638382009-09-08T21:56:00.000-07:002009-09-09T07:40:02.103-07:00She Crawls!It's official... We have a crawler at our house. Life has gotten a whole lot busier! Lyla started to crawl at almost 9 months to the date. Even though I am feeling a little crazy, she is a lot happier! She loves her new found freedom. It is so cute to watch her follow Liv &amp; Will all over the house. Her favorite spot to crawl to is in front of the sliding glass door. I tried to keep it clean for the first couple of days but finally resigned to the fact that it was going to be covered with little Lyla hand prints no matter how many times I wiped them off!<div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sqc1r2SvyTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/AlwwlNM2Mp4/s400/IMG_1242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379327307342137650" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2762888795223763838?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-214412205836316432009-09-08T21:45:00.000-07:002009-09-09T07:37:04.306-07:00First Day(s) of SchoolSince I have been M.I.A. all summer &amp; haven't blogged, I decided that the first day of school shots were a good place to start again. Both Olivia &amp; Will were so excited to start school. Liv had some "jitters" about being a 1st grader, but she is doing great. All that I can get her to tell me about school is that it's "good"... I guess she's not in tears &amp; is excited to go each day, so all must be well. I think I had a harder time with it than she did! Starting school for Will was a very good thing as he had started to get quite bored with Livi being gone. He loves Super Start School &amp; can't wait to go each day. He has been a little confused as to why he doesn't get to take a lunch like his big sis... We compromised on packing a snack in his lunch box that he can eat when he gets home!<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqczbeoTWJI/AAAAAAAAAng/aiPVWRnFLtM/s1600-h/IMG_1263.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqczbeoTWJI/AAAAAAAAAng/aiPVWRnFLtM/s400/IMG_1263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379324827088935058" /></a><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SqczyhWhXCI/AAAAAAAAAno/N1OYEElRmLo/s400/IMG_1248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379325222956653602" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-21441220583631643?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-41132883463221747672009-07-19T13:56:00.000-07:002009-07-19T14:10:47.665-07:00Our Little Princess<div><div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>I couldn't resist posting this picture. I had my heart set on hanging up one of Peekaboo Photo's "Princess &amp; the Pea" shots in Lyla's room. The first one didn't turn out too great...it was the last shot we took &amp; she was DONE. So Katie let me come down for a retake. This picture was taken on Lyla's 8 month birthday. She was "herself" this time...nothing but smiles. She has found her voice, babbling "da-da" mixed with squeals nonstop. She can roll across the room in a matter of seconds &amp; can go from laying down to sitting up on her own. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLamovCMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/2JGshFACknw/s1600-h/lewis1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 285px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360281270665283778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLamovCMI/AAAAAAAAAmY/2JGshFACknw/s400/lewis1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLpSZVcPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vy0V5E-iOVc/s1600-h/lewis3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360281522930020594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLpSZVcPI/AAAAAAAAAmg/vy0V5E-iOVc/s400/lewis3.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOJ4kE08aI/AAAAAAAAAlg/lMddghUo_BI/s1600-h/lewis1.jpg"></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLRSzOfDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YKnfexY5Lic/s1600-h/lewis2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360281110721756210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SmOLRSzOfDI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YKnfexY5Lic/s400/lewis2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4113288346322174767?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18408295663869790552009-07-02T13:15:00.000-07:002009-07-02T14:13:34.205-07:006 Month Photo ShootI just received an email w/ a few of the pictures from Lyla's 6 month photo shoot. Can I just say that I am in love. This age is so fun. Lyla Jane is so yummy. Katie, you did it again...you truly amaze me with your talent!<br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0aKSqdKEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rJcyPZtS3ho/s1600-h/lyla.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353964296124311618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0aKSqdKEI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/rJcyPZtS3ho/s400/lyla.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0VlI_-2JI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vDidFj4k9bw/s1600-h/lyla3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353959259828574354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0VlI_-2JI/AAAAAAAAAk4/vDidFj4k9bw/s400/lyla3.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0XYisk67I/AAAAAAAAAlA/mJeW9bHrKWM/s1600-h/lyla2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353961242411461554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sk0XYisk67I/AAAAAAAAAlA/mJeW9bHrKWM/s400/lyla2.jpg" /></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1840829566386979055?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-47451560808075401472009-06-24T15:48:00.000-07:002009-06-24T16:09:55.168-07:00Cowabunga Backyard!For her birthday party this year, Liv wanted to go to Cowabunga Bay (a new &amp; pricey waterpark that just opened by our house). The list of friends &amp; cousins that she wanted to invite got rather long, so we settled on Cowabunga Backyard instead. It was a blast! We had an inflatable bounce waterslide, slip-n-slide, swimming pool, &amp; turned the sprinklers on under the tramp...we even had a snack bar &amp; a place to search the "beach" for buried treasure. We ended up having 25 kiddos total. It was a little crazy, but LOTS of fun. Thanks to all of Livi's friends &amp; family who came to the party. She is one blessed little girl!<img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351033330455354498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKwdosRHII/AAAAAAAAAkA/WzlcCZ52NJU/s320/IMG_1106.JPG" /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p></p><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKv2HryBCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/W_bVyS5nN-g/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351032651580048418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKv2HryBCI/AAAAAAAAAj4/W_bVyS5nN-g/s320/IMG_1110.JPG" /></a><br /></div><br /><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKu5mC9c9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/rGiktNmV0ho/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"></a></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><p></p><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKu5mC9c9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/rGiktNmV0ho/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351031611758310354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKu5mC9c9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/rGiktNmV0ho/s320/IMG_1115.JPG" /></a></p><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkKu5mC9c9I/AAAAAAAAAjw/rGiktNmV0ho/s1600-h/IMG_1115.JPG"></a></p></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4745156080807540147?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-59114168849236390682009-06-22T15:42:00.001-07:002009-06-22T16:12:02.127-07:00Happy Father's Day!Happy Father's Day to the best dads around! We love you!<br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAJmNvlmaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nutpG3RERsA/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350286909445085602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAJmNvlmaI/AAAAAAAAAjo/nutpG3RERsA/s320/IMG_1093.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAJM1hROyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/36ZVeNnenB0/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAJM1hROyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/36ZVeNnenB0/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350286473445849890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAJM1hROyI/AAAAAAAAAjg/36ZVeNnenB0/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" /></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5911416884923639068?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-14257785719689631332009-06-22T15:32:00.000-07:002009-06-22T15:39:56.199-07:007 Months OldSitting up, rolling all over the place, grabbing for EVERYTHING, &amp; 2 bottom teeth. Lyla is 7 months old. It is so bittersweet...she keeps getting more &amp; more fun, but it is sad to have our baby get bigger!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHoKeTr0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Rlck1LspsGg/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350284743903784770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHoKeTr0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Rlck1LspsGg/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHoKeTr0I/AAAAAAAAAjY/Rlck1LspsGg/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"></a> </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHcR7YecI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CWB8DwCaG3g/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350284539746351554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHcR7YecI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CWB8DwCaG3g/s320/IMG_1096.JPG" /></a></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SkAHcR7YecI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CWB8DwCaG3g/s1600-h/IMG_1096.JPG"></a> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1425778571968963133?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-80330315924443693342009-06-21T15:38:00.000-07:002009-06-22T20:31:20.784-07:00We're Going to the Zoo, Zoo, Zoo...I got to go with Liv's kindergarten class on their field trip to the zoo. We had a great time! It rained all the way there &amp; then stopped right as we arrived. It made for a great zoo day. All of the animals were out. The girls even got to hear the tiger roaring. Liv's favorite part was the snake house as usual...the smell of that place is so nasty!<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj638w2FSNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/JsgrImI4nro/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349915661894502610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj638w2FSNI/AAAAAAAAAjI/JsgrImI4nro/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj620McYyzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fVS4tOxLx0E/s1600-h/IMG_1011.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349914415172471602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj620McYyzI/AAAAAAAAAi4/fVS4tOxLx0E/s320/IMG_1011.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj63yL4PSrI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-72y0R8qsBM/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349915480172743346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj63yL4PSrI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-72y0R8qsBM/s320/IMG_1012.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj62qYOkEII/AAAAAAAAAiw/tDoVnpx3AlQ/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349914246537023618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj62qYOkEII/AAAAAAAAAiw/tDoVnpx3AlQ/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8033031592444369334?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-45071232447473914172009-06-21T15:30:00.000-07:002009-06-21T15:38:07.267-07:00Meet IronmanWill has left the "train stage" &amp; has now entered the "superhero stage" (I am glad that I have who knows how much money worth of "Thomas" stuff in my basement!). He is currently OBSESSED with all things Ironman. The first thing he does when he wakes up in the morning is put on his costume. We have established a rule though...he cannot wear the costume to the store. I have my limits! I have to say that I was sad to see the train stage come to an end. My little man is growing up. Next will come the "Star Wars" obsession. Bring it on! <br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj609Q63Z2I/AAAAAAAAAio/V0tNAWQ_aoI/s1600-h/IMG_1021.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349912371969615714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sj609Q63Z2I/AAAAAAAAAio/V0tNAWQ_aoI/s400/IMG_1021.JPG" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4507123244747391417?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-1233208239352804912009-06-19T07:40:00.000-07:002009-06-19T07:53:56.058-07:00Dance RecitalUtah Dance Center peformed "The Wizard of Oz" this year. Liv's class was the monkeys. It was such an amazing production. Liv did such a great job. She got a little confused when they came on stage &amp; ended up in the wrong spot, but she danced her heart out anyway. I was so proud of her. After the recital, she asked me if I'd noticed that she was in the wrong place...when I said yes, her reply was, "Oh well, at least you could see me this time!" (Normally she is on the far side of the stage due to height issues). And she was right, she was dead center &amp; I could see her great! Good job, Peanut. You were the cutest flying monkey I've ever seen!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjulhamCALI/AAAAAAAAAiY/aqzy1l2Eg0g/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349050975925698738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjulhamCALI/AAAAAAAAAiY/aqzy1l2Eg0g/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sjuly2WEDbI/AAAAAAAAAig/9-0eEcYFP9M/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349051275432693170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sjuly2WEDbI/AAAAAAAAAig/9-0eEcYFP9M/s320/IMG_1061.JPG" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-123320823935280491?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-39143153220324667842009-06-19T06:41:00.000-07:002009-06-19T06:48:52.206-07:00Our FishApparently we have a new pet at our house...a fish named William! He has been taking swim lessons over the past 2 weeks with a bunch of his buddies. Needless to say, he has no fear. It was hard to get a picture of him when he wasn't underwater.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuWNh9m3ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rxMdggL8sMw/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349034141631831442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuWNh9m3ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rxMdggL8sMw/s320/IMG_1081.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuWNh9m3ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rxMdggL8sMw/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"></a></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuWNh9m3ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/rxMdggL8sMw/s1600-h/IMG_1081.JPG"></a></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuV_rFQ1yI/AAAAAAAAAho/GAvIvsBY7X8/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349033903561692962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuV_rFQ1yI/AAAAAAAAAho/GAvIvsBY7X8/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuVxcCnniI/AAAAAAAAAhg/FHzDbNh17Lg/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349033659005902370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuVxcCnniI/AAAAAAAAAhg/FHzDbNh17Lg/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3914315322032466784?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-28753516328371427012009-06-19T06:23:00.000-07:002009-06-19T07:39:31.741-07:00Spring Soccer<div align="left">Both Liv &amp; Will played spring soccer this year with some of their neighborhood friends. Liv really loved soccer this season. She seemed a lot less intimated by the other players &amp; really came into her own. It was so fun to watch her gain new confidence on the field. She was so proud of herself when she would kick the ball (she even had a couple stretches where she broke out &amp; kicked it down the field!). She was disappointed that she didn't score a goal, but we are still so very proud of her. We love you, Liv! </div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuX68iBRpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xdF-8TYPcn8/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349036021369620114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuX68iBRpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xdF-8TYPcn8/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuX68iBRpI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xdF-8TYPcn8/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349035652221873106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s320/IMG_1046.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuXldWVq9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/uaGJROAK2MU/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">This was Will's 1st soccer experience. He liked it for the most part. He would play for about the 1st quarter &amp; then he was done. He mostly liked to put on his uniform &amp; goof around on the field with his buddies. I think he was just in it for the treats &amp; trophy! </div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuSPbRH6KI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qI9LivpUwkU/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349029776147867810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuSPbRH6KI/AAAAAAAAAhA/qI9LivpUwkU/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuSBgLhXFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/PYFurbFnnGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0963.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349029536948378706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuSBgLhXFI/AAAAAAAAAg4/PYFurbFnnGQ/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuRvMEg90I/AAAAAAAAAgw/U-1CmYkgzt8/s1600-h/IMG_0962.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349029222312638274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SjuRvMEg90I/AAAAAAAAAgw/U-1CmYkgzt8/s320/IMG_0962.JPG" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2875351632837142701?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-20045677656939370632009-06-09T19:32:00.000-07:002009-06-21T15:57:30.247-07:00Lucy Mae & Lyla JaneMy brother &amp; his family were here last week for a short visit. It is always so fun to see them...my kids LOVE their Uncle Ry, Aunt Sara, &amp; cousin "Lucy Goose." It is hard to say goodbye, but the good news is that we won't have to again. They will officially be moving home in August!!! Lyla can't wait for her BFF to live in town so they can play all the time!<br /><div></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Si8c-DCMx5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6WAkHzm98EE/s1600-h/Lucy+%26+Lyla.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345523135004067730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Si8c-DCMx5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6WAkHzm98EE/s400/Lucy+%26+Lyla.jpg" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2004567765693937063?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-75413096395538711912009-06-08T12:57:00.000-07:002009-06-08T13:09:43.911-07:00Good Ship Lollipop!Liv, a.k.a Shirley Temple, had her spring singing concert last week. She has been taking lessons from Singers Unlimited this year &amp; absolutely loves it. I definitely think she has found her niche. She actually isn't too bad &amp; can carry a tune! She sang "Good Ship Lollipop" &amp; "Animal Crackers." We could hear her even when she didn't have the microphone (she does have a loud voice like her mom &amp; Grandma Linda). She did a great job. We are very proud of you, Liv!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Si1uuOOyUPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8uhWOToFcmk/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345050073131798770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Si1uuOOyUPI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8uhWOToFcmk/s400/IMG_0952.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Liv &amp; Addie Morgan</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7541309639553871191?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-15839385143538365472009-06-01T09:27:00.000-07:002009-06-01T09:34:18.619-07:006 Months Old<div>Our little Lyla is 6 months old! This is my favorite baby age...so happy all of the time but not yet mobile! Her little personality is really starting to show. She is all smiles all the time! Milestones? Well kind of...not quite yet sitting up, but rolling from her tummy to her back. And this little baby girl LOVES her mommy which of course pleases me! She is so yummy...don't you just want to grab those chubby little cheeks?</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiQCyqUApQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/lxikJTdfLyI/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342398127343183106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiQCyqUApQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/lxikJTdfLyI/s400/IMG_0949.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiQBzD9DIDI/AAAAAAAAAgA/huIhaPhoevc/s1600-h/IMG_0949.JPG"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1583938514353836547?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-15820873735773548502009-06-01T08:22:00.000-07:002009-06-06T23:05:29.704-07:00Down TimeNate &amp; I spent Mother's Day weekend in Vegas. It was a MUCH needed vacation. It was actually the 1st time we have left our children to go out of town (Seriously!). We had such a great time. It was so great to lounge by the pool all day &amp; not have to worry about my kids in the water. We shopped, went to a show, shopped, went to dinner, shopped some more! My kind of trip! But most of all, it was just nice to be together. I cherish the time I get to spend w/ Nate alone. We definitely will be planning another trip together soon!<br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiPy0XwGBhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nwRMWtUeF_c/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SitYeCpazdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/dxl5ne7qBoA/s1600-h/Vegas1.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344462655935139282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SitYeCpazdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/dxl5ne7qBoA/s400/Vegas1.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SitYTKJtH1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/C9eWikSXdjo/s1600-h/Vegas2.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344462468971044690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SitYTKJtH1I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/C9eWikSXdjo/s400/Vegas2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiPy0XwGBhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nwRMWtUeF_c/s1600-h/IMG_0941.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342380564534396434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SiPy0XwGBhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/nwRMWtUeF_c/s400/IMG_0941.JPG" /></a></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1582087373577354850?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18813867237870432452009-05-01T10:09:00.000-07:002009-06-21T15:55:43.091-07:00Our New BabyI just spent the past 5 minutes looking for William...whenever he is home &amp; it's quiet, I start to worry! I was frantically searching every room in the house when I heard a little giggle coming from the office. This is how I found him...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfswdmUdQdI/AAAAAAAAAfw/GzuyneMTYyQ/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330907868983804370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfswdmUdQdI/AAAAAAAAAfw/GzuyneMTYyQ/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" /></a><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfstvsuBbTI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZUbTqW-_sbM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"></a><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p>When I walked into the room he just got a big smile on his face &amp; said, "goo-goo-gaa-gaa." Do you think this is a cry out for some attention? Little does he know that he holds a special place in my heart &amp; that I have a love for him that I cannot describe. I had always heard about the bond between a mother &amp; a son, but didn't understand it until Will was born. This bond was instant...I felt it rush over me the very first time I held him. I love you, buddy! You will always be my baby boy.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1881386723787043245?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-51014076670532281862009-04-28T20:39:00.000-07:002009-04-29T11:33:12.861-07:00It's FINALLY DoneAs most of you know, I can be a little obsessive (at least I can admit it). I kept changing my mind about what I wanted to do in Lyla's nursery. I used Olivia's old bedding but wanted to put a new spin on the room. Well, I am happy to say that it is FINALLY done. (P.S. Not one word, Jess!!! Love you!)<br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SffN4aAarvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iyQNGk_K7_I/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329955052953710322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SffN4aAarvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/iyQNGk_K7_I/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SffN_4RSfxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cMdIaJ7LvbM/s1600-h/IMG_0927.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329955181336624914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SffN_4RSfxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/cMdIaJ7LvbM/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-5101407667053228186?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-346261425262338972009-04-26T18:32:00.001-07:002009-05-01T09:52:41.006-07:00A Crazy WeekWow!!! What a week. It started off with a slow Monday &amp; a sick Miss Olivia. But we made up for it! Tuesday...Chuck E. Cheese, Wednesday...Draper Park, Thursday...Thanksgiving Point, &amp; Friday...Children's Museum with our cousin, Hudson. I will be paying for it this week since my house now looks like a bomb went off. Seriously, did a tornado come through town that I am not aware of?<br /><div></div><div></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUNypJOggI/AAAAAAAAAfI/whrCdlFvjKo/s1600-h/IMG_0910.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329180897752023554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUNypJOggI/AAAAAAAAAfI/whrCdlFvjKo/s320/IMG_0910.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUMiKNbZoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JVqw4zjHJxg/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179515058611842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUMiKNbZoI/AAAAAAAAAfA/JVqw4zjHJxg/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUMBEQw-II/AAAAAAAAAew/S9PCNcN46Ho/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178946526312578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUMBEQw-II/AAAAAAAAAew/S9PCNcN46Ho/s320/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfULvgxKqPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NnevBRn9ydg/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178644940761330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfULvgxKqPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/NnevBRn9ydg/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfULgIBW6SI/AAAAAAAAAeg/DC7QHK6C9vg/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178380599748898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfULgIBW6SI/AAAAAAAAAeg/DC7QHK6C9vg/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-34626142526233897?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-43598146899231798372009-04-26T17:57:00.000-07:002009-04-26T18:13:42.042-07:005 Months OldIs it just me, or is time going by REALLY fast? I can't believe that this little one is already 5 months old. I know I say the same thing every month, but I honestly cannot believe it. Lyla contintues to be the best little baby. She has such a sweet dispostion (I am sure she gets that from me!). As I am sure you can tell from the picture, she is still drooling...LOTS!!! We are all smitten by her...especially William. They have become great buddies. Lyla thinks he is hilarious. No one can make her laugh like Will, which he loves of course! She is not quite sitting up, but we are working on it. Bring on the Bumbo chair!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUET5dc1qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/YdtAfhGfdjc/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329170473951221410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUET5dc1qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/YdtAfhGfdjc/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUEE8nlAHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/k-hLqUTgnJg/s1600-h/IMG_0831.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329170217100968050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUEE8nlAHI/AAAAAAAAAeI/k-hLqUTgnJg/s320/IMG_0831.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUET5dc1qI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/YdtAfhGfdjc/s1600-h/IMG_0887.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUDzS7PtYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cBl6JDqZyBs/s1600-h/IMG_0879.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329169913851393410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUDzS7PtYI/AAAAAAAAAeA/cBl6JDqZyBs/s320/IMG_0879.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4359814689923179837?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-90604214557322249142009-04-26T17:45:00.001-07:002009-04-26T17:56:07.080-07:00Easter Best<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCntSOAmI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ClSyb-ogAso/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329168615257014882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCntSOAmI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ClSyb-ogAso/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCclDCVoI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jH_mNxwOFOk/s1600-h/IMG_0868.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329168424067290754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCclDCVoI/AAAAAAAAAdw/jH_mNxwOFOk/s320/IMG_0868.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCHFWPb2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/MwdLCJziXzg/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329168054780653410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUCHFWPb2I/AAAAAAAAAdo/MwdLCJziXzg/s320/IMG_0866.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUBtLLDRGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hp3x5xb5It0/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329167609667732578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUBtLLDRGI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hp3x5xb5It0/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUA2Z36MGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZsOF1vWg22U/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329166668721172578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUA2Z36MGI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZsOF1vWg22U/s320/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUAmfwLAZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xqYydXVYsQM/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329166395421426066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUAmfwLAZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xqYydXVYsQM/s320/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-9060421455732224914?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18707442816640896322009-04-26T17:35:00.000-07:002009-04-26T17:45:24.272-07:00Easter Morning<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUAESS8bzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ysjxysLpIso/s1600-h/IMG_0822.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165807693623090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUAESS8bzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ysjxysLpIso/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT-_ieC-iI/AAAAAAAAAdA/uysHeu1kFM8/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329164626624182818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT-_ieC-iI/AAAAAAAAAdA/uysHeu1kFM8/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT-R1O0EcI/AAAAAAAAAc4/T7Q44wf5IKk/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329163841386582466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT-R1O0EcI/AAAAAAAAAc4/T7Q44wf5IKk/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1870744281664089632?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-8070483596045429892009-04-26T17:31:00.000-07:002009-04-26T18:30:02.364-07:00On your mark, Get set...EGGS!We finally made it to our neighborhood Easter egg hunt this year! Olivia &amp; Will had such a great time. It was a little chilly, but they didn't seem to mind. I am sure it had something to do with the hundreds of plastic candy-filled eggs that were lying all over the lawn. The Easter Bunny even hopped on by. Although William informed me with a rather disgusted voice that it wasn't the real Easter Bunny. Thanks to the Morgans &amp; Gallups for organizing everything. We are so blessed to live in such a fun neighborhood! <div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUKI4IwTpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sPDWL_bpwHY/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329176881687187090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfUKI4IwTpI/AAAAAAAAAeY/sPDWL_bpwHY/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT9Vb4mEYI/AAAAAAAAAco/lQxjdTm7n78/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162803790352770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT9Vb4mEYI/AAAAAAAAAco/lQxjdTm7n78/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-807048359604542989?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-13125795913927665532009-04-26T17:17:00.000-07:002009-04-26T18:20:46.106-07:00Easter Festivities!My kids have been blessed with two wonderful grandmas! Every holiday they both plan the funnest parties for their grandkids. This Easter was NO exception. Grandma Linda entertained them with an egg hunt, dying eggs, &amp; decorating egg-shaped sugar cookies (William insisted on frosting all of his cookies blue. After all, blue is his favorite color as he likes to tell us literally EVERY time he sees something blue). Then it was off to Grandma Alana's for an egg relay race, bunny craft, &amp; scavenger hunt. Thank you to both grandmas for always making my children have such special &amp; memorable holidays. They are so lucky to have you &amp; love you more than you'll ever know!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT8n04no-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/N_zLagU2mfI/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162020227359714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT8n04no-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/N_zLagU2mfI/s320/IMG_0779.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT8zWWICnI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BsUbT6aTOOA/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162218188049010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT8zWWICnI/AAAAAAAAAcg/BsUbT6aTOOA/s320/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT78PVxIaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/w5QL-10-uqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329161271414694306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT78PVxIaI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/w5QL-10-uqQ/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT7RG2tSpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/OsyxEjcncww/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329160530402560658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT7RG2tSpI/AAAAAAAAAcI/OsyxEjcncww/s320/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT66eOdRjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/JcvyCVxHHZk/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329160141539198514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT66eOdRjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/JcvyCVxHHZk/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT6pqyEx4I/AAAAAAAAAb4/RFa992XzD9w/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159852852037506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SfT6pqyEx4I/AAAAAAAAAb4/RFa992XzD9w/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1312579591392766553?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-7043328271014067922009-04-01T08:03:00.001-07:002009-04-02T12:23:12.890-07:00Birthday Fun<div align="center">Today is my dear friend Heather's birthday. We celebrated yesterday with some "girl time" &amp; lunch at Zinn Bistro (really yummy food for those of you who haven't been there). It was a blast! Happy Birthday, Heather...Thanks for being my best friend!<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SdUNQaOHdBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZoPyhQVTlo0/s1600-h/Heather.bday"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320173110375707666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SdUNQaOHdBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ZoPyhQVTlo0/s400/Heather.bday" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SdOI3Z7H-HI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dPQ2LQoS-vs/s1600-h/Heather.bday2"></a></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SdUMtck7UsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/e4LgS--yCAc/s1600-h/Heather.bday2"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320172509712831170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SdUMtck7UsI/AAAAAAAAAbg/e4LgS--yCAc/s400/Heather.bday2" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p><p align="center">Would you ever believe that Liv is pregnant<br />&amp; due in 6 weeks? </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-704332827101406792?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-70075698460882322742009-03-28T08:52:00.000-07:002009-03-28T08:58:46.744-07:00A New Toy<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sc5JGqV4hcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lwqLFzEBvuA/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318268588765251010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sc5JGqV4hcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lwqLFzEBvuA/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" /></a> Look who found her feet! She seems to be favoring the right one though...maybe it tastes better?<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sc5Iu7Pc3EI/AAAAAAAAAao/2k_4k73sbTY/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318268180984814658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sc5Iu7Pc3EI/AAAAAAAAAao/2k_4k73sbTY/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7007569846088232274?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-85500340005764223662009-03-18T11:36:00.000-07:002009-03-18T11:48:32.649-07:00Summer Fever?Forget Spring fever...these kids are full on ready for summer! The girls came home from school today &amp; decided it was time for a party. It's not quite warm enough for swimsuits, but they don't care. They are loving this weather. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAueOGI-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/LcJk4TWWcjs/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600202404242402" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAueOGI-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/LcJk4TWWcjs/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAlQu6joI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/BWyFyoUHCzk/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314600044164976258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAlQu6joI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/BWyFyoUHCzk/s320/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAZCHUruI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k0EcdS3le9A/s1600-h/IMG_0710.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314599834082389730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAZCHUruI/AAAAAAAAAaI/k0EcdS3le9A/s320/IMG_0710.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAMO6nd1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vfX0fzt2gnE/s1600-h/IMG_0711.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314599614180456274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScFAMO6nd1I/AAAAAAAAAaA/vfX0fzt2gnE/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-8550034000576422366?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-30515580157735618872009-03-17T14:24:00.000-07:002009-03-17T14:39:20.489-07:00Practice Will Hopefully Make PerfectSpring has sprung...at least for today! I am sure old man winter will make another appearance. But today was so beautiful! We spent a good part of the afternoon trying to teach Liv how to ride a bike (emphasis on the "trying"). She is &amp; always has been the most cautious little thing. She wants the training wheels off so badly. Anyone have any suggestions?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAXkoUF__I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/affNQN_9zEw/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314273478361612274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAXkoUF__I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/affNQN_9zEw/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAXWQQgx2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/lk1n19P6rVc/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314273231385970530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAXWQQgx2I/AAAAAAAAAZw/lk1n19P6rVc/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3051558015773561887?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-1088139631542560632009-03-17T13:15:00.000-07:002009-03-17T19:54:47.482-07:004 Month Shots?<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAFn-v4jgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/N0BWkJKnyTA/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314253744714059266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/ScAFn-v4jgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/N0BWkJKnyTA/s320/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" /></a>So usually my babies are really crabby on shot days...does this look like a sad baby to you? Maybe it's because it's St. Patrick's Day... it's that Irish blood in her veins from the Coyle side of the family!<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-108813963154256063?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-1089815993076983062009-03-14T19:37:00.000-07:002009-04-02T12:22:38.863-07:004 Months Old<div align="left">Another month has come &amp; gone which means that our sweet Lyla Jane is now 4 months old. She keeps getting cuter &amp; cuter. She has discovered her hands &amp; is trying to reach for objects...hours of entertainment. She has also entered the "drooling" stage (I don't remember my other kids drooling quite this much). This picture is a great representation of her personality...always happy &amp; smiling!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbxuS_fME9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UHYiFYDL-Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313242932949291986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbxuS_fME9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UHYiFYDL-Mg/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbxuS_fME9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UHYiFYDL-Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbxuS_fME9I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/UHYiFYDL-Mg/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-108981599307698306?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-72102215912046156472009-03-13T09:23:00.000-07:002009-04-02T12:21:57.033-07:00Future BuddiesMy sweet little niece, Lucy Mae, was here for a short visit this week. It is always so fun to see her. She is the only other grandchild on my side of the family &amp; I love her like she's my own. I can't wait until Lyla &amp; Lucy can play &amp; interact more....all they do right now is stare at each other! Hopefully they'll become great buddies as they grow up.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqJOcqAE1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aq3lW1P4KvY/s1600-h/IMG_0688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312709591740453714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqJOcqAE1I/AAAAAAAAAY4/aq3lW1P4KvY/s320/IMG_0688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqJDzxjrNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WH0qRm8UZyU/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312709408967601362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqJDzxjrNI/AAAAAAAAAYw/WH0qRm8UZyU/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-7210221591204615647?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-11370922873968769282009-03-13T08:03:00.001-07:002009-04-02T12:21:05.548-07:00The Happiest Place on Earth!As most of you know, I LOVE Disneyland There is no place I would rather go on vacation. Luckily, I married someone who loves it as much as me...maybe even more! We had such a great time...80 degrees &amp; lots of sunshine. Nate's mom joined us this time &amp; was a HUGE help. It was great to have her there. Liv was really into the "big" rides this time. It was bittersweet...fun that she loved the thrill rides, but sad to see her growing up &amp; not as interested in Fantasy Land. Her favorites were Splash Mountain, Thunder Mountain Railroad, Matterhorn , &amp; Pirates of the Caribbean (0ur family fav). Will loved the train (shocker), haunted house, &amp; Buzz Lightyear. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp7KBIVQNI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/6VY3zQsNyhY/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"></a>He developed a bit of a crush on Minnie Mouse &amp; affectionately refers to her as his "girlfriend." Lyla spent most of her time in the Baby Bjornn, but loved every minute of it. She really liked being outside. We were really sad to come home &amp; can't wait to go back soon. Disneyland truly is the happiest place on earth! <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqDhoMuM6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/quT8W4ewYX0/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312703324186620834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SbqDhoMuM6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/quT8W4ewYX0/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp60E2hqUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9xIBEXP79kM/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312693745511147842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp60E2hqUI/AAAAAAAAAYI/9xIBEXP79kM/s320/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp6dsSlPrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8RYE4_sQoO4/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312693360960814770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp6dsSlPrI/AAAAAAAAAYA/8RYE4_sQoO4/s320/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp6RyTauzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SuD4hZu-zgA/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312693156416502578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp6RyTauzI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SuD4hZu-zgA/s320/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5-cKoBgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tIRd274E-q0/s1600-h/IMG_0570.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312692824056530434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5-cKoBgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/tIRd274E-q0/s320/IMG_0570.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5miZN_wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-WJ7M9QMLYo/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312692413411491586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5miZN_wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/-WJ7M9QMLYo/s320/IMG_0616.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5TjSyXVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Yzy2lqyZo4c/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312692087235435858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5TjSyXVI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Yzy2lqyZo4c/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5BLF_vVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HB138GIzJhw/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312691771501690194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp5BLF_vVI/AAAAAAAAAXY/HB138GIzJhw/s320/IMG_0672.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp4xrzEB3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dIOT0RrkpvY/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312691505402742642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp4xrzEB3I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/dIOT0RrkpvY/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp21hpx4bI/AAAAAAAAAXI/qR3CR_oue4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0565.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312689372375671218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/Sbp21hpx4bI/AAAAAAAAAXI/qR3CR_oue4Y/s320/IMG_0565.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1137092287396876928?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-39506055081712408082009-02-17T17:49:00.000-08:002009-02-17T18:38:20.595-08:00A Sweet Afternoon<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZtuRem-nbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4eSHHQddpfo/s1600-h/draper_lds_mormon_temple1-thumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303954232712273330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZtuRem-nbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/4eSHHQddpfo/s400/draper_lds_mormon_temple1-thumb.jpg" border="0" /></a> Nate &amp; I had the opportunity of taking our children to the Draper Temple open house today. They were both so excited to go. Will has been fascinated by any building with a steeple for several months now...he thinks every church is a temple. Liv can see the temple from her bedroom window &amp; has been very anxious to get to go inside. I jumped at the chance of taking them to this. I can still remember going to the Jordan River Temple open house as a young child (I have vivid memories of putting on the little slippers). I hope that my children remember today as well when they are older. It was so fun for me to be in that beautiful building with them &amp; to experience it through their eyes. Of course, Liv loved the bride's room &amp; all the "sparkly lights." She took it all in...she asked me what every room was as we entered it. Will's highlight was the baptismal font, or rather the "hot tub." His eyes lit up when he saw it &amp; I could hear the wheels churning in his head as he tried to figure out how he could get in it. I was worried he was going to make a run for it! To top it all off, they got cookies at the end of the tour which was an added bonus for them (I think Will had about 10. Every time I turned my back he was back at the table grabbing more. He even took a bite out of one &amp; then put it back on the tray because he didn't like it). All in all it was a wonderful experience for the whole family that I will cherish always.<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3950605508171240808?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-68820103203482497512009-02-14T12:21:00.000-08:002009-04-02T12:19:31.520-07:00My Little 3-Month Old Valentine!Lyla Jane is 3-months old today. Where does the time go? I am trying to enjoy every little moment of her infancy. I am not sure if she is our last or not, but even so I don't want to wish away any "stage". She brings our family so much happiness. She is our little valentine!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcovroR6aI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HwUX5A1v3Lw/s1600-h/IMG_0547.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302751885882681762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcovroR6aI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HwUX5A1v3Lw/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-6882010320348249751?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-35576329995905768572009-02-14T09:31:00.000-08:002009-02-14T09:55:08.150-08:00A Valentine's Surprise!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcE3jTnJYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vuRL2NgcA3Q/s1600-h/IMG_0533.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302712438668862850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcE3jTnJYI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vuRL2NgcA3Q/s400/IMG_0533.JPG" border="0" /></a>I LOVE holidays! While the kids were downstairs playing this morning, Nate &amp; I decorated their rooms for Valentine's Day. They were both so excited! We wrote all of our favorite things about each of them on hearts that we hung on the wall. William had seen the candy hearts I scattered on their beds in the pantry earlier in the week &amp; kept trying to eat them. I told him they were for his friend's valentines &amp; he couldn't have any. When he saw them on his bed this morning, he was really confused. He kept asking me if they were for his friends or really for him. It was pretty cute.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcBJ1gfJVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/epnEfaD-ojU/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302708354745836882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcBJ1gfJVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/epnEfaD-ojU/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcAsDDJGmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/r2AK1ORRfDg/s1600-h/IMG_0530.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707842984778338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcAsDDJGmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/r2AK1ORRfDg/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcAafZtMYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HVRk90TyHl4/s1600-h/IMG_0543.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302707541357965698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SZcAafZtMYI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HVRk90TyHl4/s400/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3557632999590576857?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-46059400096689852422009-02-12T09:03:00.000-08:002009-02-12T09:15:16.728-08:00Will's WordsSo my friend, Kristin, posts what she calls "The Daily Jack" on her blog...cute, funny things that her little boy, Jack, says each day. Well, I am going to copy. I hope you don't mind Kristin. It's just a great idea! <br /><br />Will has been sick all week. On Tuesday night while my parents were here, he started complaining that his ear hurt so we left to go to the InstaCare.<br /><br />Grandpa: "I'm sorry you're sick, Will. The doctor will take care of you &amp; fix you right up."<br />Will: "But Grandpa, I not broken."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4605940009668985242?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-1273886005922601732009-02-08T15:03:00.000-08:002009-02-08T15:09:20.213-08:00Happy Valentine's Day!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SY9mB14heOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xJk90wVj6t4/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300567468268419298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SY9mB14heOI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xJk90wVj6t4/s400/IMG_0515.JPG" border="0" /></a>We wish all of our family &amp; friends a Happy Valentine's Day!<br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-127388600592260173?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-43142621600179311832009-02-08T14:40:00.000-08:002009-02-08T15:16:16.761-08:00Star of the Week<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SY9jrxmUrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IswC98itRpU/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300564890137964242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SY9jrxmUrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/IswC98itRpU/s400/IMG_0488.JPG" border="0" /></a>It was Olivia's turn to be the "Star of the Week" at school...she was quite excited! She LOVED going through all of our pictures &amp; deciding which ones to put on her poster. Of course, the most important pictures to include were of "Tom &amp; Jerry", her stuffed dogs, &amp; the 3 real dogs in her life: Dottie, Charlie, &amp; Dexter. She chose to take "Fancy Nancy &amp; the Posh Puppy" as the book to read to her class. Forget dolls or Barbies...Olivia continues to love anything that has to do with animals, particularly dogs. We love you, Liv!<br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-4314262160017931183?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-4397375501992727152009-01-29T18:39:00.000-08:002009-01-30T10:22:58.785-08:00The Love of Will's Life<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJo_lXX1_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/CgZvLOjzeDg/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296911553312315378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJo_lXX1_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/CgZvLOjzeDg/s400/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" /></a> I had always heard about the "train" stage, but I didn't fully appreciate it. It has been going on at our house for several months now. Nate took Will to the hobby shop the other day to see the trains. The owner of the store gave Will this old train. Needless to say, he was thrilled! He hasn't stopped playing with it for the past 48 hours...he even slept with it! I awoke this morning to the sound of its whistle blowing from him pushing it down the hall. If only we could all be so pleased with something so simple!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJoxlYGskI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/TDh7QkmsMbI/s1600-h/IMG_0496.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296911312797217346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJoxlYGskI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/TDh7QkmsMbI/s400/IMG_0496.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-439737550199272715?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-39408398558781938422009-01-29T18:32:00.000-08:002009-01-29T19:08:44.503-08:00TwinsI always wanted to have 2 girls so that I could dress them alike. It is proving to be just as much fun as I thought it would be. Olivia gets a big kick out of it. She loves Lyla so much &amp; is a great big sis!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJnol5NIEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/itZ_KqJp8Qc/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296910058805600322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJnol5NIEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/itZ_KqJp8Qc/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SYJnVv7wGFI/AAAAAAAAAU4/qIqATYpk5xw/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3940839855878193842?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-16858141851053478392009-01-27T15:36:00.001-08:002009-01-27T15:47:03.463-08:00One Funny Kid!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-cacFNuTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/speM3WyAEbI/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+140.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296123664839588146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-cacFNuTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/speM3WyAEbI/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+140.jpg" border="0" /></a> For those of you who know Will, you know what a funny kid he is. He is contantly making us laugh...We don't know what makes him think of the things he does. He reminds me so much of my brother, Ryan. My mom has several similar photos of him from his childhood. I hope that Will keeps his sense of humor...it's contagious!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-cCAnwfJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0SG8m8okrno/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+256.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296123245151419538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-cCAnwfJI/AAAAAAAAAUg/0SG8m8okrno/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+256.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-bugtp5OI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PKhCwcKFvv4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+238.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296122910168704226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-bugtp5OI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PKhCwcKFvv4/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+238.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-bd3EHWeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oXSnCMoufOo/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+244.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296122624110713314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-bd3EHWeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/oXSnCMoufOo/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+244.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1685814185105347839?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-30849769146361160932009-01-27T15:19:00.000-08:002009-01-27T15:34:55.034-08:00All Smiles!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-aDBP2LPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ee6RREMjgBc/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+240.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296121063476178162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-aDBP2LPI/AAAAAAAAAUI/ee6RREMjgBc/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+240.jpg" border="0" /></a>Lyla started to smile around 5 1/2 weeks &amp; she hasn't stopped since. She is the happiest baby &amp; has the sweetest disposition. Nate &amp; I fight over who gets to get her when she wakes up. She is all smiles!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Yx2l0UMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nPMlYzhCsCY/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+247.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296119669046137026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Yx2l0UMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/nPMlYzhCsCY/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+247.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-XWO-0yWI/AAAAAAAAATg/9Oqh7z3j7xU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+240.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-XCSm6CNI/AAAAAAAAATY/JoYNsJ_GSpI/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+197.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296117752421550290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-XCSm6CNI/AAAAAAAAATY/JoYNsJ_GSpI/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+197.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3084976914636116093?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-18271909059864043922009-01-27T14:59:00.001-08:002009-02-06T14:53:36.026-08:00Blessing Day<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-dyZakOSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0ORllYPHDsM/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+221.jpg"></a>We blessed Lyla Jane on the first Sunday in January. Nate gave her the most beautiful blessing. Thanks to all of our family &amp; friends who came to share this special day with us!<br /><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-VPPHqhOI/AAAAAAAAATI/7fC0veXflIQ/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+227.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296115775800247522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-VPPHqhOI/AAAAAAAAATI/7fC0veXflIQ/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+227.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-UHBDgMpI/AAAAAAAAATA/yLE66CumDSc/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+218.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296114535074116242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-UHBDgMpI/AAAAAAAAATA/yLE66CumDSc/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+218.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Tz0-RR9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U60xk4id0xw/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+209.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296114205413427154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Tz0-RR9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/U60xk4id0xw/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+209.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-TYoAfigI/AAAAAAAAASw/o3KLBJG2I8w/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+205.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296113738076621314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-TYoAfigI/AAAAAAAAASw/o3KLBJG2I8w/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+205.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-1827190905986404392?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-31842692867508431762009-01-27T14:25:00.000-08:002009-01-27T14:57:50.318-08:00Christmas in January?<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-RF7R_41I/AAAAAAAAASo/Z8r2lhS2ox4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296111217809548114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-RF7R_41I/AAAAAAAAASo/Z8r2lhS2ox4/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+150.jpg" border="0" /></a>I obviously haven't posted in awhile! Here are a few of the highlights from Christmas. We had a wonderful holiday season. It was extra special this year having a new baby in the home. We spent Christmas Eve with the Lewis' and Christmas day with the Coyle's. We feel so blessed to have such a wonderful family. We love you all!<br /><div></div><div></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-P_ETiPYI/AAAAAAAAASg/dCr_gwftSy0/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+153.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296110000461200770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-P_ETiPYI/AAAAAAAAASg/dCr_gwftSy0/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+153.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Oq0b58QI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RJfQx3RacnM/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+139.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296108553092329730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Oq0b58QI/AAAAAAAAASQ/RJfQx3RacnM/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+139.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-OQ7sUUaI/AAAAAAAAASI/XuaDyI1AUwg/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+132.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296108108363616674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-OQ7sUUaI/AAAAAAAAASI/XuaDyI1AUwg/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+132.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-N55_mZ-I/AAAAAAAAASA/e06GkIaiMxY/s1600-h/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296107712770631650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-N55_mZ-I/AAAAAAAAASA/e06GkIaiMxY/s320/Nov+08+to+Jan+09+098.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-NTfCx90I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ymzeFKHi8Z0/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+188.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296107052701185858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-NTfCx90I/AAAAAAAAAR4/ymzeFKHi8Z0/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+188.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-M7jN3SGI/AAAAAAAAARw/sz-jcQdLlj0/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+179.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296106641504553058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-M7jN3SGI/AAAAAAAAARw/sz-jcQdLlj0/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+179.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-MV1_mJoI/AAAAAAAAARo/JsOYNoCSvY4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296105993709954690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-MV1_mJoI/AAAAAAAAARo/JsOYNoCSvY4/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+070.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-MLllg2jI/AAAAAAAAARg/J7vKCibwT40/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+157.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296105817506896434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-MLllg2jI/AAAAAAAAARg/J7vKCibwT40/s320/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+157.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Lmne2dKI/AAAAAAAAARY/DIxusG3-DVU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+179.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-KD50pyDI/AAAAAAAAARQ/JW6qqkCv8OY/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+070.jpg"></a><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-3184269286750843176?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8171200172897527031.post-21943161604957993052009-01-27T14:13:00.000-08:002009-01-27T14:58:43.977-08:00Dressed in our Christmas Best!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Jut9FWRI/AAAAAAAAARI/gHvdKCpyHgk/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296103122513778962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Jut9FWRI/AAAAAAAAARI/gHvdKCpyHgk/s400/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+109.jpg" border="0" /></a>My goal was to get a professional picture taken of the kids in their Christmas outfits. Clearly that never happened so this will have to do! <div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-IWrJaz-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/lAqwXQlmkUQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296101609931722722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-IWrJaz-I/AAAAAAAAAQw/lAqwXQlmkUQ/s400/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+108.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-H16pJabI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8DFwsaOR4GI/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+114.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296101047155648946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-H16pJabI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8DFwsaOR4GI/s400/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+114.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r8f_uAsTvRc/SX-Hdhw04sI/AAAAAAAAAQg/a_NY8fW1odQ/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nov+08+to+Jan+09+110.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8171200172897527031-2194316160495799305?l=christieandnate.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>christiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02282551321292284474noreply@blogger.com0