tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92167537996900186802024-03-12T19:11:01.692-07:00Our Crazy Life!evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.comBlogger102125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-53502677723865164152012-08-28T16:31:00.001-07:002012-08-28T16:31:12.163-07:00Yellowstone<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A couple days before we left to go back to Colorado we took a trip to Island Park to see Grandma and Grandpa Allen and then headed to Yellowstone. It was nice to see the Grandparents. I love them. They are cute. The kids like to go to their cabin and throw rocks into the creek. It's pretty cool taking my kids to the creek that we used to play in when we were little.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rhys and Brenner. They are such buddies. Bren was just getting over Croup so he wasn't 100% while in Yellowstone.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elsa wasn't super into seeing her Great-Grandpa.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rhys fell asleep in the stroller while we were walking around. For Rhys that is a really bad sign. He and Elsa started getting feverish on the way home from Yellowstone. I took them to the doctor the next day. Guess what? They both had Croup. Thanks Brenner!!! They always get sick when we come to Idaho so I was really not surprised. They felt better in a couple days and were healthy for the ride back to Colorado.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elsa didn't go this year. Maybe next year when Scott is here and he can ride with her. I didn't think she would like it anyway, and I don't like to ride them. I get pretty darn sick. It's ridiculous how motion sick I get.</td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-74863698222721694732012-08-28T16:13:00.000-07:002012-08-28T16:13:24.570-07:004th of July<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I loooove 4th of July in Idaho Falls. They have the best fireworks, and it seems the weather is always nice. I especially like how most of the family is together that day. We always have good food and friends around. I love it. I'm really glad I was able to get to IF this 4th. Momma Jo got Elsa a patriotic shirt for the 4th for her birthday. She's so stinkin' cute.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We always have a lot of people on the 4th. It's fun.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These are Megan's parents. They are so cute. It's their 4th of July tradition to stake out a spot all day at the river. It works out for us, because right before the fireworks start we just walk down and find them and sit with them. They always get a really close spot too, so there's a definite chance of getting hit with shrapnel. They come prepared!</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-1047606901837934132012-08-28T16:05:00.003-07:002012-08-28T16:05:43.343-07:00Visit to Idaho- Hiking<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We had the chance to go to Idaho to see our family. We got to stay with Kelli and Greg at their house and hang out with their kids. Us girls got to go shopping and left the kids with Greg and Grandpa Dahlstrom. They had a great time playing in the pool and riding Uncle Greg.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went hiking to Gem Lake in Teton National Park. Grandpa was nice enough to carry Elsa for me. (Scott had to stay in Colorado and work) It was a way nice hike. There was a bear hanging out on the trail. We had to wait for him to pass. The kids thought that was super exciting.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few of us took a hike to some lake in the mountains. I can't remember what it was called. I just know, that it reminded me how out of shape I am. Luckily Aiden, Alyssa, and Kenya were with us and they are slow hikers so I wasn't the last coming up the hill. That made me feel better to not be the weak link. It was nice to get out and hike around. I was tired but it was fun.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So I told the guys I would buy the first one to dive into the lake I would buy them dinner. I couldn't believe how fast Brooks dove it. And that lake was COLD! He jumped in so fast I couldn't even get my camera out. I had to buy him dessert so he would jump in a second time so I could get a picture. He's a little crazy.</td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-55400373250312852252012-08-28T08:10:00.000-07:002012-08-28T08:10:16.668-07:00Saying Goodbye<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was bittersweet saying goodbye to Puerto Rico. The sweet was leaving Puerto Rico, the bitter was having to leave good friends. We will miss everybody there. We made some really awesome friends. The Mortensen's were going to leave right after us and they had a farewell dinner at Camino del Mar. It was nice to get together and say goodbye to everyone. This is Nikki Bybee. I love her. She makes the best cookies ever. Her son Ike and Rhys are buddies. He asks about Ike sometimes.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few days before we left a group of us got together for another farewell lunch. It was really nice. They girls made us a sweet plaque and all signed the back of it. It says "Truly great friends are Hard to find, Difficult to leave, and Impossible to forget." I though it was really sweet of the girls to make that for our family.</td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-31658376700548563362012-08-28T07:58:00.000-07:002012-08-28T07:58:19.503-07:00Crashboat Beach<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scott had to do some work in Aguadilla for a couple days, so after Josh left, he wanted the kids and I to come out and see him. The hotel they were staying at had a really cool pool with water slides and fountains. The kids had a great time playing while Scott was working.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's been so long since I blogged. I have a lot to catch up on. Firtst off, Elsa had a birthday! My friend Ann and I have little girls really close together so we decided to do a combined birthday party for them. Ann did most of it and I kinda just showed up. She did an awesome job planning and the kids all had such a good time.</td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-16159801835413533272012-08-27T22:01:00.000-07:002012-08-27T22:01:38.182-07:00Josh Visits and the Beach Apartment<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So we moved out of of our house. It was weird and sad and awesome at the same time. We stayed our last month in Isla Verde right on the beach. While we were there my cousin Josh came for a visit. We loved having him there with us. It was nice because it forced us to get out and do awesome things one last time. We love Josh. He's awesome.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's our apartment. It was literally right on the beach. It was sooooo much cooler than our house was. If I had known how much nicer it could have been we might have thought about moving from Dorado at some point. It was really fun to sit on the balcony and watch people (you all know I'm a people watcher) It did have it's drawbacks though. Every Sunday was ridiculously noisy. People love to party on Sundays. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While Josh was with us we did fun stuff. We rented a boat and drove it around the ocean. We tried to find snorkeling spots, but didn't find much. It was fun to scoot around and jump out of the boat into the ocean. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There's a random swim area off one of the islands that we swam in. Josh had fun doing backflips off the dock. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We took a trip out to Vieques. We tried to get to Culebra but all the ferries were full. It was good though because I hadn't been out the Vieques yet. Definitely not as cool at Culebra. I was somewhat disapointed in it, but I'm still glad we got to go.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So we're hanging out by the beach grilling. We found a bunch of conch shells and decided to cook them on the grill (to kill the critter inside, and you don't want to do in in your house cause they stiiiiinnnkk!!)</td></tr>
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-68799298079128329862012-08-27T10:47:00.000-07:002012-08-27T10:47:11.297-07:00Rhys and Brenner wrastle<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-16746521540975250082012-04-08T18:57:00.004-07:002012-04-08T20:08:32.112-07:00Tagged by Megan: Eleven<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I've been tagged!!<br /><br />Rules</span><br /><br />Post 11 random things about you, along with a picture.<br />Answer the 11 random questions you've been tagged to do.<br />Make up your own 11 random questions and tag others.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--k7IRHGRjYc/T4JEnCf9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA8k/uVydyrpHHLg/s1600/DSC02342.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--k7IRHGRjYc/T4JEnCf9ZRI/AAAAAAAAA8k/uVydyrpHHLg/s320/DSC02342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729217113445197074" border="0" /></a>This picture makes me chuckle.<br /><br />Ok, so here we go,<br />Eleven random things about me:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1. I really love Minicoopers. One day I will have one. My dream for a long time was to have a Minicooper with a sun roof and have a great dane who would poke his head out the top and we would drive around. Right now I have the great dane but no Minicooper. Sigh...<br /><br />2.I am a Diet Coke-aholic. I love it.<br /><br />3. I miss being able to have a lazy Sunday and watch Pride and Prejudice with my sisters. The 6 hour version with Collin Firth. We would usually start it at the 4 hour mark just because we like the last half the best. Scott doesn't appreciate P&P like my sisters do.<br /><br />4. I love to bake and make yummy things, but I don't have to eat everything I make. Usually a batch of cookies ends up in the freezer and it takes us a month to eat them all.<br /><br />5. I think it's weird when random Puerto Ricans come up to me and my kids and say "Que Bello, or Que Bella!!" It's pretty much because they are blonde and they don't see a lot of them here. I secretly love it though. I love my kids and I think they are cute too. It's going to be an adjustment for me when we get back to the states and random Americans aren't saying how cute they are all the time.<br /><br />6. I like to paint my fingernails and toenails black, but I'm not gothic or punk or weird. I just like it.<br /><br />7. I'm ridiculously afraid of getting a paper cut on my eyeball.<br /><br />8. I like to collect salt and pepper shakers.<br /><br />9. I also wanted to get a motorcycle with a side car for my great dane. I would get it a pair of goggles to wear while we cruised.<br /><br />10. I have to shower with the shower curtain open. One reason is so I can hear the kids and the other reason is that Scott likes to either scare me in the shower or pour cold water over me. Now I just keep it open so he can't sneak up on me.<br /><br />11. I got a tattoo of a butterfly on my back on me 18th birthday. I kept it a secret from my parents for over a year, and when I told my Dad he looked like he was going to cry. That was worse than him yelling at me.<br /></div><br /><br />So here are the questions sent by Megan:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">1. If you had one month of free airline travel, where would you go?</span> Humm, I think I would go to Australia. Then I would go to Greenland to visit the hot springs. Or is it Iceland with the hot springs? I don't know, but I would find out which one it was, and go there. Or both. I would go to both. Then I would go to Belgium and get a waffle. I love a good waffle.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">2. If you could be the creator and CEO of your own company, what would your company be?</span> I would like to make candy, because everyone loves candy.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">3. If you were known for one obvious character trait, what do you think it would be?</span> I think my siblings would say my forgetfulness. It's kind of a joke that I don't remember a lot of things from my childhood. They have to tell me stories of things we did when we were little cause I don't remember some things.<br />That, and my awesomeness, of course.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">4. If you had to be a teacher for the rest of your life, what subject and grade would you want to teach and why?</span> Astronomy. I love the stars and there are a lot of things that I would like to learn about them. I think it would be awesome to know all the constellations and the science of stars and universes and all that cool stuff.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">5. What is your bedtime routine? Do you read, listen to music, kick the covers off, use ten blankets?<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"> I start by changing my clothes, and turn on the A/C in our room to start it cooling down. Then I wash my face, take meds, brush teeth, then I wash my feet. They get really dirty walking around without shoes all day. After I check on the kids I get in bed. Even though we have to sleep with the air on, I still like to be under a blanket. I just like the weight of it on me. Then Scott and I say prayers together and I will either read or go to sleep. It depends on how late it is. Writing that just made me want to go to bed,<br /></span> <br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">6. What is your biggest fear?</span> Having something horrible happen to my kids. I don't want to go into a lot of detail into that because it just stresses me out.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">7. How much money would someone have to pay you to catch and eat a spider? What about to eat someones toe jam? Or their ear wax? Gross!</span> I might eat a spider because Andrew Zimmern from Bizzare Foods does it all the time, but you would still have to pay me A LOT. Like thousands of dollars.<br />The price on the toe jam or earwax depends on how much there is, and who it came from. It would still be a lot of money though.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">8. If you could be amazing at one sport and on your way to compete at the 2012 Olympics, what sport would you pick?</span> I've always liked the diving. I think it looks cool and I think they are brave from jumping off such high stuff.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">9. If you could live anyone elses life for one month, fully experiencing their daily joys, sorrows, successes, and failures, whose life would you choose?</span> I don't know. Somebody rich though. Maybe like a rich celebrity's child. I wouldn't want to do it for a lifetime, but I could do it for a month. Just long enough to get tired of living in an awesome house and not having to do much work. It would be like a month long vacation.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">10. Suppose you owned a large home in the country with a large circular drive. If you could place any one thing in the center of that circle to greet your guests as they approached your home, what would it be?</span> Humm... It would have to be a huge naked statue. Something to just throw people off. A fountain would be to obvious.<br /><br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">11. If you could avoid one household chore for the rest of your life, what would it be?</span> Scott is wonderful and does the dishes most nights. If I cook he does the dishes. I do not miss doing them. I would like it if Scott would be around for the rest of my life to do the dishes for me.<br style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Alrighty, here are my questions:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">1. If you could have your choice of any candy at the candy store, what would you choose?<br />2. What's your favorite movie?<br />3. What is your morning routine?<br />4 What's your first memory?<br />5. If you could spend a week anywhere in the U.S. where would you go?<br />6. If you're married, what made you want to marry your spouse?<br /><div style="text-align: left;">7. What's a pet peeve?<br />8. Most awesome childhood memory?<br />9. Thing you got in the biggest trouble for as a kid?<br />10. What's your favorite thing to listen to?<br />11. If you could have any pet, what would you have?<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I tag Megan, Sarah, Tiffannee, Beckki, Aunt Cheryl, and Carrie!</span><br /><br />Again, here are your rules:<br />Post 11 random things about you, along with a picture.<br />Answer the 11 random questions you've been tagged to do.<br />Make up your own 11 random questions and tag others.<br /></div></div></div></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-52180423334797969622012-02-11T17:56:00.001-08:002012-02-14T14:32:41.428-08:00My 11 on 11<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">11 pictures over 11 hours on the 11th of the month.</span></span><br /><br />Carrie Andelin does 10 pictures on the 10th. Ya'll should check out her blog the.boonie.life. She's so cute. (Yes Carrie, you're way cute, and I check your blog religiously!) So I was inspired to do a Puerto Rican version today. Enjoy!<br /><br />We spent our Saturday bummin' around at home. It was nice and chill.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtKRG7U6cd8/TzcheGDapiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/g_OmcF9pS38/s1600/DSC05685.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtKRG7U6cd8/TzcheGDapiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/g_OmcF9pS38/s320/DSC05685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067853620127266" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">8:36 am. Breakfast!!! Animal shapes for Rhys and normal squares for me.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eERfOZH6WLc/Tzcg2usrZPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bpYuHGveTd4/s1600/DSC05688.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eERfOZH6WLc/Tzcg2usrZPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/bpYuHGveTd4/s320/DSC05688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067177335842034" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">9:25 am. Practicing acrobatics. He's doing flips and jumping on the couch from the coffee table.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jbp5V5BodXM/Tzcg1q9l6DI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AM-_lBb6uYs/s1600/DSC05692.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jbp5V5BodXM/Tzcg1q9l6DI/AAAAAAAAA7M/AM-_lBb6uYs/s320/DSC05692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067159153174578" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">10:10 am. Having the rest of breakfast for a snack.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7fqAI58MJw/Tzcg1EKD8iI/AAAAAAAAA7A/YDtbw5UZpeM/s1600/DSC05699.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h7fqAI58MJw/Tzcg1EKD8iI/AAAAAAAAA7A/YDtbw5UZpeM/s320/DSC05699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067148736492066" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">10:53 am. Bring on the sunscreen! Two pools, a slip and slide, buckets, and a water gun. Elsa loved her little pool (see video on previous post)!<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1JM2Y_Zli8/Tzcg0v9jCbI/AAAAAAAAA60/hNu_AcLcMCw/s1600/DSC05725.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1JM2Y_Zli8/Tzcg0v9jCbI/AAAAAAAAA60/hNu_AcLcMCw/s320/DSC05725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067143315294642" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">11:46 am. Still going strong! Rhys is showing us his jumping into the pool skills. It was really funny. He counts himself down before he runs. He says, "one, two, six, seven, gooo!!!"<br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIvrBeGIyDo/Tzcg0Rx_0hI/AAAAAAAAA6o/aWdcJiDayKk/s1600/DSC05742.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TIvrBeGIyDo/Tzcg0Rx_0hI/AAAAAAAAA6o/aWdcJiDayKk/s320/DSC05742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708067135213785618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">1:15 pm. Snack time. Although he had lunch about 30 minutes before, he's ready for a snack, and that's what he wants.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZ7pwq5AbxA/TzceKaJzrRI/AAAAAAAAA6c/tOuJ8dGa9W0/s1600/DSC05745.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZ7pwq5AbxA/TzceKaJzrRI/AAAAAAAAA6c/tOuJ8dGa9W0/s320/DSC05745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708064216883375378" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">2:28 pm. Kids are in nap time. I found this cute felt headband kit at Capri the other day so I put it together. Looks pretty cute on the ball, right?<br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsuGYkVGncU/TzceJjjsmvI/AAAAAAAAA6U/DXJ8E1UsqGs/s1600/DSC05756.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsuGYkVGncU/TzceJjjsmvI/AAAAAAAAA6U/DXJ8E1UsqGs/s320/DSC05756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708064202228013810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">3:34 pm. Rhys and I take a walk toward the mailbox to look for some lizards. The neighbors orchids are blooming and beautiful.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxHLK9gJEk0/TzceJfOsDrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/7fPVskKC9ys/s1600/DSC05763.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxHLK9gJEk0/TzceJfOsDrI/AAAAAAAAA6E/7fPVskKC9ys/s320/DSC05763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708064201066155698" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">4:00 pm. Elsa is awake from her nap and I try on the headband I just made and realize it looks ridiculous. I think she realizes how silly it looks on her and wants it off ASAP. It was still fun making it though, and maybe I can do something with it to make it look less silly.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri5hTDRaus4/TzceIWdy4xI/AAAAAAAAA58/VrOVFIklOn4/s1600/DSC05772.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri5hTDRaus4/TzceIWdy4xI/AAAAAAAAA58/VrOVFIklOn4/s320/DSC05772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708064181533729554" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">5:52 pm. Showing off her first forehead bruise. Scott was watching her and she faceplanted off the couch onto the tile. He felt really bad.<br />When she was just learning to scoot around she fell off the bed on my watch. Scott teases me about it still. While I'm not glad she got hurt at least now he can't give me crap for the bed incident anymore. Now we're even!<br /><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wejV1Bkh3lQ/TzceH1c7bZI/AAAAAAAAA5s/jaObtvrMGpc/s1600/DSC05773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wejV1Bkh3lQ/TzceH1c7bZI/AAAAAAAAA5s/jaObtvrMGpc/s320/DSC05773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708064172671724946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">6:42 pm. Taking an evening stroll. It's so nice here in the winter. It's still not oppressively hot and you can actually go outside and play without getting heatstroke. The evenings are so nice. It's really nice to take the kids and the dog for a walk before bed to kinda wind down.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hope you enjoyed my 11 on 11!! Seriously, check out Carrie's blog and her 10 at 10. It's always so cute.<br /></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-89884273763070413152012-02-11T17:45:00.000-08:002012-02-11T17:56:26.197-08:00Baby Laughter- the best medicine<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzmgLI2XDytmvsCljTCDpg3Bq6oRgjzKbECVZs7WBJINhd5P2BoOZ4rMybBUK55CenyN5aHczNps5g1_8UAGA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-7195989062580712522012-01-02T05:03:00.001-08:002012-01-02T05:18:35.736-08:00Craftiness<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQcUOhJ49fc/TwGsMNecveI/AAAAAAAAA5I/74ef6afBNow/s1600/DSC05478.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQcUOhJ49fc/TwGsMNecveI/AAAAAAAAA5I/74ef6afBNow/s320/DSC05478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693020729748798946" border="0" /></a><br />Santa was so sweet and brought me a sewing machine for Christmas. Just what I wanted! How did he know?! I'm so excited to learn to make really cute things now and be able to mend my own clothes. I've been hard at work figuring out how to work it. It's a Kenmore, and seems to be pretty user friendly. I haven't broken it yet so that's a good sign.<br /> <br /> I was so proud of myself because I had to tell the fabric cutter lady how much fabric I wanted in Spanish and she actually understood what I said. Luckily the word YARD in Spanish is YARDA. That's the kind of Spanish I like speaking. <br /><br /><br />I had seen these cute Christmas napkins a while ago and really liked them. I'm so excited that I made something really cute and I didn't break my sewing machine or get super frustrated, like what usually happens when I sew. Now I'm on the lookout for another fun sewing project.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g50td8YU87Q/TwGsMalV3VI/AAAAAAAAA5U/5frsi6Xmn7c/s1600/DSC05355.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g50td8YU87Q/TwGsMalV3VI/AAAAAAAAA5U/5frsi6Xmn7c/s320/DSC05355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693020733267369298" border="0" /></a><br />I just bought a pattern book from Ammeesbabies with tons of crochet flower patterns. I've been having fun trying some of the patterns out. They turn out so cute! I have a pretty cute model as well, so I think that might help their cuteness. This one is the gardenia and is so easy but turns out so great!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zowk68JL_Ao/TwGsNGdup3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/ENWjpSzFpEY/s1600/DSC05321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zowk68JL_Ao/TwGsNGdup3I/AAAAAAAAA5k/ENWjpSzFpEY/s320/DSC05321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693020745046599538" border="0" /></a>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-64701273204753073782012-01-01T18:52:00.000-08:002012-01-01T19:18:14.147-08:00Snow in Puerto Rico<div style="text-align: center;">So every year at Plaza Las Americas they make it"snow". Which is really cool for kids who have never seen snow before. It's not actually snow, it's foam bubbles the shoot from the ceiling. Brinlee, who has seen snow before, was really disappointed when she learned she couldn't build a snowman with the snow. Rhys thought it was really cool though but he has no basis for comparison. I think it's really weird that my kids have never seen snow before.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ei1wC9-rKlk/TwEebWkAJlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/itEVoTPa5YA/s1600/DSC05423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ei1wC9-rKlk/TwEebWkAJlI/AAAAAAAAA4s/itEVoTPa5YA/s320/DSC05423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692864859234903634" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It does really look like snow when it falls. Sigh, I miss snow.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXIQ4jvLRkk/TwEeaXZwqyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/s-DdLcmjzik/s1600/DSC05421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wXIQ4jvLRkk/TwEeaXZwqyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/s-DdLcmjzik/s320/DSC05421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692864842280512290" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qc4NAk_CE2I/TwEeZwZEcmI/AAAAAAAAA4U/XgR0JdOzj7w/s1600/DSC05416.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qc4NAk_CE2I/TwEeZwZEcmI/AAAAAAAAA4U/XgR0JdOzj7w/s320/DSC05416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692864831808631394" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Brinlee. I want her to marry Rhys so they can have beautiful blonde haired blue eyed children. She wasn't fooled by the fake snow.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0miZ80i7ZU/TwEeZVpfDpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/jt20Z3N7SGE/s1600/DSC05407.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I0miZ80i7ZU/TwEeZVpfDpI/AAAAAAAAA4I/jt20Z3N7SGE/s320/DSC05407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692864824629726866" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Fisher. He is so cute! He played with Rhys the whole time. We got his face painted. I think he looks awesome.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9_svnScpVM/TwEeb1xAfsI/AAAAAAAAA44/5oRuKRHsDus/s1600/DSC05444.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J9_svnScpVM/TwEeb1xAfsI/AAAAAAAAA44/5oRuKRHsDus/s320/DSC05444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692864867610951362" border="0" /></a>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-57421811307925475512012-01-01T18:29:00.000-08:002012-01-01T18:52:44.256-08:00Christmas Time in Puerto Rico<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvQHG2Y_Sdw/TwEYLGc9qfI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2ztAWT_Z-JA/s1600/DSC05378.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KvQHG2Y_Sdw/TwEYLGc9qfI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/2ztAWT_Z-JA/s320/DSC05378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692857982962739698" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The day after Christmas we spent the day in Old San Juan. Ever since I finally found out where the ferry terminal is, and I don't have to drive and park there (it's a nightmare!) I've been wanting to go out to Old San Juan more. It's fun just to go and bumb around sometimes. Rhys really likes riding on the ferry too. We brought Rhys' kite and went to the big lawn near Fort Morrow. It's a very popular place for kite flying. People just go out there, fly their kites, and hang out. It's so much fun. <br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GeImGXbsV4/TwEYMGm1XeI/AAAAAAAAA3w/viWrab4hYzQ/s1600/DSC05389.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9GeImGXbsV4/TwEYMGm1XeI/AAAAAAAAA3w/viWrab4hYzQ/s320/DSC05389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858000184008162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Rhys got tired of kite flying after a couple of minutes and rolled down the hill a bunch of times instead.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fF6LmfxCk/TwEYLYZZTfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/DfKj84wMQz0/s1600/DSC05385.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4fF6LmfxCk/TwEYLYZZTfI/AAAAAAAAA3k/DfKj84wMQz0/s320/DSC05385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692857987779612146" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love spending the day in Old San Juan with my cute family.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VIY2L_9A2I/TwEYNIx7MiI/AAAAAAAAA38/FyiHpU52OGM/s1600/DSC05391.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VIY2L_9A2I/TwEYNIx7MiI/AAAAAAAAA38/FyiHpU52OGM/s320/DSC05391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692858017947267618" border="0" /></a>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-78950500609143326412011-11-12T13:56:00.000-08:002011-11-12T14:03:06.516-08:00I feel brave over something not so scary...<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwXLr7DTPOBNMGI_LCQfqkFSVwpFGKlJVX5pk7IVZ49TTH7vvKG_C_lIY_ICjK1Z08pnWXRFbkefKWVR6wf9g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />Scott did this thing about 12 times without breaking a sweat. I did it once and nearly freaked out. I almost backed out, but then I remembered all the 9 year olds I saw going down it and my pride wouldn't let me. I did it once, and I will never do it again.evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-18695750256532023532011-11-12T13:07:00.000-08:002011-11-12T14:06:31.043-08:00El Conquistador!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HJqSFygb7M/Tr7kUZgDAQI/AAAAAAAAA3A/INlfuYsW3j8/s1600/DSC05113.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HJqSFygb7M/Tr7kUZgDAQI/AAAAAAAAA3A/INlfuYsW3j8/s320/DSC05113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674223619627221250" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's been a while since our family had a fun Puerto Rican experience. We decided we would take advantage of the long weekend and honor the Veterans by going to the Conquistador. It's this ginormous hotel in Fajardo. We had a blast! It was exactly what our family needed. The kids are pooped and kinda grumpy from playing but it was SO worth it. In the lobby area they have several types of birds. Rhys thought they were awesome. There was a cockatoo that says hola. That was pretty exciting for all the kids that stopped to check him out.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgom19DlCY/Tr7iud9CKoI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/BPNR5Mg_CXc/s1600/DSC05088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tdgom19DlCY/Tr7iud9CKoI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/BPNR5Mg_CXc/s320/DSC05088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674221868475886210" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After we went down the big slide. We were surprised they let him come down the slides with us. They said he just had to be 36 inches tall. I really don't think he met the height requirement but nobody stopped us.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6UvpmlXJZhk/Tr7ittkF3OI/AAAAAAAAA2E/8LyM5eahSks/s1600/DSC05086.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6UvpmlXJZhk/Tr7ittkF3OI/AAAAAAAAA2E/8LyM5eahSks/s320/DSC05086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674221855486368994" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RbmrIj0ekS4/Tr7itEBLAZI/AAAAAAAAA14/BHStzw52Zwo/s1600/DSC05083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RbmrIj0ekS4/Tr7itEBLAZI/AAAAAAAAA14/BHStzw52Zwo/s320/DSC05083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674221844334051730" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We were right across from the ocean. It was nice and cool. There are two sections to the hotel, one at the top and one at the bottom of a huge hill. We were at the bottom so we got to take a little cart, trainy thing up the hill. That was really fun for Rhys. He got really excited whenever we told him we were going to ride the train.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TWjtjzkks4/Tr7isqgirCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5U_RntFmoiQ/s1600/DSC05076.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TWjtjzkks4/Tr7isqgirCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/5U_RntFmoiQ/s320/DSC05076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674221837486304290" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He got to sleep on his own huge bed. It took him over an hour to fall asleep. He just wouldn't stop playing. Scott and I went out on the deck to read our books and we would see some of the lamps come on. He was obsessed with this desk lamp that he liked to turn on and off. He got totally busted.<br />Scott was pumping the A/C like crazy (because he can). I was cold and I thought the kids were too. But they don't have blankets so we used towels for the kids. So Rhys slept under bath towel and Elsa got a hand towel.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uYzMxVwxnQ/Tr7ivEcNAcI/AAAAAAAAA2c/6b6T-mgYjyI/s1600/DSC05097.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uYzMxVwxnQ/Tr7ivEcNAcI/AAAAAAAAA2c/6b6T-mgYjyI/s320/DSC05097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674221878807167426" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Watching the sun rise while having a delicious waffle on the deck. We scored a pretty nice breakfast from the cafe there. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-quKHYmDRVow/Tr7kTZHZUBI/AAAAAAAAA20/qRacWLP34h8/s1600/DSC05106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-quKHYmDRVow/Tr7kTZHZUBI/AAAAAAAAA20/qRacWLP34h8/s320/DSC05106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674223602343956498" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We took the catamaran out to El Conquistador's private island, Palomino Island. Elsa fell asleep on the way there so I spent a bunch of the time vegging out, snuggling her, which I love to do anyway. Rhys was super tired too so I got to snuggle him for a while as well. We didn't stay very long because we had to go check out, and I think had we waited too long Rhys might have had a melt down. He was wore out!!<br /></div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--I5jwUORuvU/Tr7kTJU2r0I/AAAAAAAAA2o/YDBpM2CF2vI/s1600/DSC05107.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--I5jwUORuvU/Tr7kTJU2r0I/AAAAAAAAA2o/YDBpM2CF2vI/s320/DSC05107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674223598105440066" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So much fun!<br /></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-37202730088641566632011-11-12T12:49:00.000-08:002011-11-12T13:06:37.188-08:00Halloween-Finally!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LySE1i3TKlg/Tr7eL12ogeI/AAAAAAAAA04/DTQQFu5Bx3I/s1600/DSC04991.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LySE1i3TKlg/Tr7eL12ogeI/AAAAAAAAA04/DTQQFu5Bx3I/s320/DSC04991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674216875549557218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I completely forgot that we had Halloween here until I was downloading my pictures from my camera and saw some adorable children (mine) in their costumes. Rhys is still wearing his Spiderman costume. He's been wearing it so much that the it was starting to fall apart. We had to take it to Beckki's house and she sewed it back together for us. It was really nice of her. I keep reminding Scott that I want a sewing machine for Christmas.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLNutennCxw/Tr7eMmThkDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_ZHfMrEhpZ8/s1600/DSC04993.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLNutennCxw/Tr7eMmThkDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/_ZHfMrEhpZ8/s320/DSC04993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674216888555638834" border="0" /></a>At the ward Halloween party they had games and Rhys won these super scary vampire teeth. Pretty awesome!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCVUpHSWlG4/Tr7eNPVhNII/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vU_8r_vsdrg/s1600/DSC04998.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCVUpHSWlG4/Tr7eNPVhNII/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vU_8r_vsdrg/s320/DSC04998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674216899569857666" border="0" /></a>Look at the beautiful color coordinated babies!! Heather's Baby Mia (L) was born 10 days after Elsa. Kandace's baby Riley(R) is about 2 1/2 months older. It was so fun to be pregnant at the same time.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcvfunvyl9c/Tr7eOCUD1PI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4DNOzpzB3vs/s1600/DSC05017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qcvfunvyl9c/Tr7eOCUD1PI/AAAAAAAAA1c/4DNOzpzB3vs/s320/DSC05017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674216913253946610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-3693010776585783372011-10-22T07:36:00.000-07:002011-10-24T14:20:57.324-07:00I Spy...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RjMykwzJiA/TqXJWJtDyjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vIdpAHVRJ5c/s1600/DSC04929.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I spy with my little eye.. one little two year old who has to sleep with as many toys as possible. This is how I found him when I checked on him the other night. I'm afraid that he might be a hoarder one day. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVIvbeKqSZc/TqLXa5hjyEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/r_H77doQT5k/s1600/DSC04903.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVIvbeKqSZc/TqLXa5hjyEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/r_H77doQT5k/s320/DSC04903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666328138303653954" border="0" /></a>Elsa is 4 months old!! Rhys still likes her and wants to hold her. He's such a good brother. I thought this picture was so cute!! I'm going to be really sad if he gets to where he doesn't like her anymore. It will be really depressing. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14mIv7syu60/TqLXarqH6YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/0c7fQMS5SZ4/s1600/DSC04881.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mW9ZTR_NSnE/TqLXaOpaAZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/D8spO3_D4t8/s1600/DSC04830.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mW9ZTR_NSnE/TqLXaOpaAZI/AAAAAAAAA0A/D8spO3_D4t8/s320/DSC04830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666328126793843090" border="0" /></a>It's really hot. We decided, after a long, sweaty day of working in the house and lawn that we needed to cool down. They ganged up on me once I put down the camera. It felt really good. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wt5yWVmdwM/TqLXZwwm29I/AAAAAAAAAzw/iXLZW-Swyq0/s1600/DSC04826.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wt5yWVmdwM/TqLXZwwm29I/AAAAAAAAAzw/iXLZW-Swyq0/s320/DSC04826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666328118770981842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Another cute crochet head band!! I'm so excited about this crochet flower pattern book I got while I was in Idaho. I finally had a chance to try making some stuff out of it. I'm so excited about the stuff I can make now! If you can't tell it's a rose with a little rosebud and some leaves (I can make crochet leaves!!! How awesome is that?!) P.S., don't I have the cutest little headband modeler? Now I just need to figure out how to make crochet ties or something so Rhys doesn't feel left out!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RjMykwzJiA/TqXJWJtDyjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vIdpAHVRJ5c/s1600/DSC04929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RjMykwzJiA/TqXJWJtDyjI/AAAAAAAAA0s/vIdpAHVRJ5c/s320/DSC04929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667157088514853426" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtbN_MzcnIg/TqLXbdfoDoI/AAAAAAAAA0g/c8jI7gmxcgg/s1600/DSC04932.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MtbN_MzcnIg/TqLXbdfoDoI/AAAAAAAAA0g/c8jI7gmxcgg/s320/DSC04932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666328147959221890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">We had Miranda's Baby shower recently. It was so much fun!! I'm sad I didn't take more pictures. She got the awesomest gift ever! Granny panties and this sweet house coat. I'm actually kinda jealous of the sweet house coat. I'd totally wear it if it was cool!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14mIv7syu60/TqLXarqH6YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/0c7fQMS5SZ4/s1600/DSC04881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-14mIv7syu60/TqLXarqH6YI/AAAAAAAAA0I/0c7fQMS5SZ4/s320/DSC04881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666328134581479810" border="0" /></a><br /></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-26621905496273417682011-09-29T14:13:00.000-07:002011-09-29T18:10:35.171-07:00Our Fun Trip to IdahoWe just got back from a much needed trip to Idaho. We were desperately needing to get off the island for a while. Plus, I wanted to show off Elsa to the family. My sister Sarah and her family came from Nevada to see us for a couple days. We were glad the came to see us. <br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />We went to Island Park were my grandparents live.<br /><br />Alyssa, Brenner and Naysa at Grandma and Grandpa's house<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGUAHra3TIU/ToT6cJC1QHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/MgIj6r-t-Zk/s1600/DSC04598.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fGUAHra3TIU/ToT6cJC1QHI/AAAAAAAAAzg/MgIj6r-t-Zk/s320/DSC04598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657922393255264370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Brenner, Mikayla, Rhys, Me, and Max. Sharing cheetos. It was such a good feeling hanging out with some of my beautiful nieces and nephews. I love my family so much.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnWB23BIfw/ToTvDWJrJlI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/exz81cztZ6Q/s1600/DSC04616.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnWB23BIfw/ToTvDWJrJlI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/exz81cztZ6Q/s320/DSC04616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657909872648988242" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Throwing rocks into the creek<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3QByO8weW8/ToT6aj4zgtI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_Zm3nufIH2U/s1600/DSC04591.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3QByO8weW8/ToT6aj4zgtI/AAAAAAAAAzY/_Zm3nufIH2U/s320/DSC04591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657922366101226194" border="0" /></a>Naysa doing what she does best. She's such a chunk. This girl is 6 months old and wears 18 months. She weighs just a couple pounds less than Rhys. She's so cute though. She looks just like a Cabbage Patch Doll. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEejzXjcEqw/ToT6cCq72TI/AAAAAAAAAzo/aTOKS8GrZv0/s1600/DSC04621.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEejzXjcEqw/ToT6cCq72TI/AAAAAAAAAzo/aTOKS8GrZv0/s320/DSC04621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657922391544420658" border="0" /></a>Elsa with her Great Grandma<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuqqG_bMozM/ToTvCzTI94I/AAAAAAAAAzI/v2tU3LPvPZ4/s1600/DSC04617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuqqG_bMozM/ToTvCzTI94I/AAAAAAAAAzI/v2tU3LPvPZ4/s320/DSC04617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657909863293450114" border="0" /></a>Brenner threw a fit for some reason. It cracked me up. Now that I'm a mother of a fit-throwing child, I get a little satisfaction when other people's kids throw fits. It makes me feel good to know my child isn't the only one freaking out.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wtYLOzDwYis/ToTvCMgjFSI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UFfnb1FtA1I/s1600/DSC04623.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wtYLOzDwYis/ToTvCMgjFSI/AAAAAAAAAzA/UFfnb1FtA1I/s320/DSC04623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657909852880704802" border="0" /></a>We went to Warm River (which is actually very cold). Sarah's dog Molly was in the back of the truck and tried to follow us to the river. Unfortunatley she didn't know she was tied in. TJ quickly rushed over and saved her from choking.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swpBUAgQSU8/ToTvBzHXmqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NKVfQBONV9Y/s1600/DSC04630.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swpBUAgQSU8/ToTvBzHXmqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NKVfQBONV9Y/s320/DSC04630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657909846064208546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAKfNKhBYFM/ToTvBlcxjuI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ZbbOiL1wIcA/s1600/DSC04632.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAKfNKhBYFM/ToTvBlcxjuI/AAAAAAAAAyw/ZbbOiL1wIcA/s320/DSC04632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657909842395893474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TKnWB23BIfw/ToTvDWJrJlI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/exz81cztZ6Q/s1600/DSC04616.JPG"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4ASCD3Czto/ToTs9HmibgI/AAAAAAAAAyg/X0LhxPix8Hc/s1600/DSC04641.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q4ASCD3Czto/ToTs9HmibgI/AAAAAAAAAyg/X0LhxPix8Hc/s320/DSC04641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657907566641049090" border="0" /></a>Jordan (4 years old) and Mesa Falls<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBXK9KIoxrU/ToTs8pHsgNI/AAAAAAAAAyY/0MHHYe2owPY/s1600/DSC04645.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WBXK9KIoxrU/ToTs8pHsgNI/AAAAAAAAAyY/0MHHYe2owPY/s320/DSC04645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657907558458622162" border="0" /></a>Elsa decided to spit up a ton (most of it was inside the wrap) at Mesa Falls<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mq7bX3kf-uk/ToTs8LCwA0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/JvBjhsWrfvw/s1600/DSC04655.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mq7bX3kf-uk/ToTs8LCwA0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/JvBjhsWrfvw/s320/DSC04655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657907550384816962" border="0" /></a>Mesa Falls<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FijOvg2SOY/ToTs8KNlYGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Da2fYX9REAE/s1600/DSC04657.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FijOvg2SOY/ToTs8KNlYGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Da2fYX9REAE/s320/DSC04657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657907550161821794" border="0" /></a><br />Sarah, TJ, Alyssa, and Brenner<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKzs_C6tmYc/ToTs9SOPJMI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3S8Iv4o34f4/s1600/DSC04637.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rKzs_C6tmYc/ToTs9SOPJMI/AAAAAAAAAyo/3S8Iv4o34f4/s320/DSC04637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657907569491911874" border="0" /></a>We love Dairy Queen. We went as many times as we could. I made the mistake of letting Rhys have a bite of my blizzard. This is his reaction when I tried to get a bite of my own dessert.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcPlh9Ab3FI/ToTnkbbTAhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/gvnLH7p26iU/s1600/DSC04677.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcPlh9Ab3FI/ToTnkbbTAhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/gvnLH7p26iU/s320/DSC04677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901644907741714" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We got him his own ice cream cone and he was much happier (and I got my blizzard back!)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs2bDTsofVM/ToTnkF85U0I/AAAAAAAAAx4/UOZgvTOJCq4/s1600/DSC04688.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs2bDTsofVM/ToTnkF85U0I/AAAAAAAAAx4/UOZgvTOJCq4/s320/DSC04688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901639143084866" border="0" /></a>We were able to make a trip to Sweet to see Grandma and Grandpa Dahlstrom. It was a really good time. The boys love the 4- wheelers and the animals. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rS_fNra7wes/ToTnjgs3ZQI/AAAAAAAAAxw/IE4I3V8GM0E/s1600/DSC04695.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rS_fNra7wes/ToTnjgs3ZQI/AAAAAAAAAxw/IE4I3V8GM0E/s320/DSC04695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901629143737602" border="0" /></a>Rhys had such a good time with his cousin Bryson. They are so friggin cute together. They found super hero costumes and were running around together. I so much wish we lived closer to them and they could play more often. Rhys looks up to Bryson so much. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDO2HKPGl5k/ToTnjfhCdgI/AAAAAAAAAxo/D650UnIcXFk/s1600/DSC04697.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LDO2HKPGl5k/ToTnjfhCdgI/AAAAAAAAAxo/D650UnIcXFk/s320/DSC04697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901628825695746" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxSmIUwKD08/ToTnjHEyUOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V-GWMxjr23M/s1600/DSC04710.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WxSmIUwKD08/ToTnjHEyUOI/AAAAAAAAAxg/V-GWMxjr23M/s320/DSC04710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657901622264746210" border="0" /></a>Taking the kids to feed the horses and the rabbits.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zcPlh9Ab3FI/ToTnkbbTAhI/AAAAAAAAAyA/gvnLH7p26iU/s1600/DSC04677.JPG"><br /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90Sic0NWo-8/ToTlUAtV3zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/DwUBZNb2Ff8/s1600/DSC04718.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90Sic0NWo-8/ToTlUAtV3zI/AAAAAAAAAxY/DwUBZNb2Ff8/s320/DSC04718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657899163834507058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7I0jtB7hxQ/ToTlT1LaklI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/tDLMLSiP6GI/s1600/DSC04726.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7I0jtB7hxQ/ToTlT1LaklI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/tDLMLSiP6GI/s320/DSC04726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657899160739418706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hgP3ZdfNZw/ToTlTrseV4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/R3LNK7ol7B8/s1600/DSC04738.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--hgP3ZdfNZw/ToTlTrseV4I/AAAAAAAAAxI/R3LNK7ol7B8/s320/DSC04738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657899158193723266" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JaAUTyZlhIo/ToTlTfKK5dI/AAAAAAAAAxA/RDuWqzsFS3E/s1600/DSC04746.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JaAUTyZlhIo/ToTlTfKK5dI/AAAAAAAAAxA/RDuWqzsFS3E/s320/DSC04746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657899154828617170" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma and Grandpa Dahlstrom<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_r4IWLB89k/ToTlS5EqMAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3yOUQ3z_u7I/s1600/DSC04751.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e_r4IWLB89k/ToTlS5EqMAI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3yOUQ3z_u7I/s320/DSC04751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657899144604954626" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EGTkw5E9vE/ToTh6cjjsSI/AAAAAAAAAww/Z1HeVC6k4wo/s1600/DSC04753.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EGTkw5E9vE/ToTh6cjjsSI/AAAAAAAAAww/Z1HeVC6k4wo/s320/DSC04753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657895426098180386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Greg, Kelli, Bryson, and Coulson. We love them so much!!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F19MW98Lqeg/ToTh6KPWZaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IVtb5wLTHuA/s1600/DSC04759.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F19MW98Lqeg/ToTh6KPWZaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/IVtb5wLTHuA/s320/DSC04759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657895421181584802" border="0" /></a>Kynwynn and her kids came to the zoo with us one day. The kids had such a fun time. It was a pretty cool day so the animals were more active than we've ever seen them. The lion was out and roared. I've never heard that in real life. The kids didn't really care but us adults thought it was awesome. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkAWTDvFNTU/ToTh53orHSI/AAAAAAAAAwg/wNrjnM1l6jQ/s1600/DSC04777.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AkAWTDvFNTU/ToTh53orHSI/AAAAAAAAAwg/wNrjnM1l6jQ/s320/DSC04777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657895416187526434" border="0" /></a>Feeding and petting the goats and sheep.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mIA-_F6oU2A/ToTh5fhcbUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/I-P8s6Ay1-c/s1600/DSC04790.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mIA-_F6oU2A/ToTh5fhcbUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/I-P8s6Ay1-c/s320/DSC04790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657895409714752834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cltLIJeiSc/ToTh5MH7jdI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SpJRYb4hQ38/s1600/DSC04812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5cltLIJeiSc/ToTh5MH7jdI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SpJRYb4hQ38/s320/DSC04812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657895404507467218" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7EGTkw5E9vE/ToTh6cjjsSI/AAAAAAAAAww/Z1HeVC6k4wo/s1600/DSC04753.JPG"><br /></a>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-49540944370227246792011-09-29T09:33:00.000-07:002011-09-29T10:13:13.928-07:00Fun with stickers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88-QTO5Peoc/ToSmiOykJ4I/AAAAAAAAAwI/OCNnXdIOhg8/s1600/DSC04559.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is what happens when Rhys gets a hold of a sheet of stickers. Good times!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UyUgsyXd9E/ToSjFZrRnQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/XpU6o9ZeLU4/s1600/DSC04508.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UyUgsyXd9E/ToSjFZrRnQI/AAAAAAAAAvw/XpU6o9ZeLU4/s320/DSC04508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657826345071254786" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2p8ORuJ5kA/ToSjE_O1E5I/AAAAAAAAAvo/6dCx5ajQ0L0/s1600/DSC04527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t2p8ORuJ5kA/ToSjE_O1E5I/AAAAAAAAAvo/6dCx5ajQ0L0/s320/DSC04527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657826337972622226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDEzCUVQHxs/ToSjEiwKMqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-wsYSAKvR1o/s1600/DSC04518.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gDEzCUVQHxs/ToSjEiwKMqI/AAAAAAAAAvg/-wsYSAKvR1o/s320/DSC04518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657826330327790242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Getting ready to go to the beach<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61LWenRB2sM/ToSjFyvLdgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XmvHtrmFFlw/s1600/DSC04553.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61LWenRB2sM/ToSjFyvLdgI/AAAAAAAAAwA/XmvHtrmFFlw/s320/DSC04553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657826351798515202" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88-QTO5Peoc/ToSmiOykJ4I/AAAAAAAAAwI/OCNnXdIOhg8/s1600/DSC04559.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88-QTO5Peoc/ToSmiOykJ4I/AAAAAAAAAwI/OCNnXdIOhg8/s320/DSC04559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657830138900129666" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95gopCgsFj0/ToSjFtjAYeI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WZ6133bmHbw/s1600/DSC04547.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-95gopCgsFj0/ToSjFtjAYeI/AAAAAAAAAv4/WZ6133bmHbw/s320/DSC04547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657826350405280226" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Look at the cute headband I made!! (It took me about 2 days because I kept messing up)<br /></div>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-3807096529026255362011-08-31T08:47:00.000-07:002011-08-31T09:18:55.639-07:00Photo Shoot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-envS4-usQ3A/Tl5b6aoDqTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/K162PMjiDLM/s1600/30.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-envS4-usQ3A/Tl5b6aoDqTI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/K162PMjiDLM/s320/30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647052041907054898" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: center;">My Friend Kelsey, from Kelsey Riley Photography did an awesome photo shoot with my kids earlier this month. I think they turned out really cute! Look how beautiful my children are! Megs, I didn't post a picture frame picture cause I noticed something I want to get tweaked on it first. I'll post it if I get it fixed. Enjoy!!
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-10760106228775722312011-08-27T12:11:00.000-07:002011-08-27T12:56:05.549-07:00Irene, you ruined my life!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-70YJ0YByifk/TllDIBljjeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/jRC5_A5AbMU/s1600/DSC04424.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-70YJ0YByifk/TllDIBljjeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/jRC5_A5AbMU/s320/DSC04424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645617413029596642" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Not really, actually. She wasn't that bad. I was excited that something actually happened. Whenever I hear that these storms are headed our way I kinda freak out and get super prepared and worry and then it's usually just a rain shower. It's always anti-climactic for the amount that I worry. So with Irene I was trying not to worry as much as I usually do. We filled up our bathtubs with water, got out the lanterns and put everything from our backyard into the garage that was about it.
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<br />Around 11 pm the power went off and our house started to get really hot. It's amazing how quickly you start to sweat when their is no fans going (and how quiet my house is!) We opened the windows to try to get some air flow, then went back to sleep. I woke up around 2:30 to the rain and the wind whipping the trees outside. It was pretty crazy, but we still kept the windows open. Even in a hurricane we barely get a breeze!!! It's seriously crazy. Anyway, Elsa was awake so I fed her and we all went back to sleep and slept through the rest of the storm. All the really cool storms that have hit since we've lived here have all hit at night. It's a bummer cause we miss out on watching them. We just wake up and check out the aftermath. Lame.
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<br /> Monday was super rainy all day.Both the power and water were out Monday morning. We finally had a chance to use our generator we bought the first year we were here. If finally came in handy!! Woo hoo! It's ridiculously loud though and after about 6 hours of it I started to get really grumpy wanting it to be turned off. About 20 minutes after Scott got tired of my crabbiness and turned it off the power came back on. We got lucky cause I know of people who STILL don't have power.
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<br /> The water came back on sometime Tuesday. I'm not sure exactly what time it was cause I was gone. I had to take the kids to the pediatrician for check ups that day. It was still raining Tuesday. On the way home I got stuck at a light for 30 minutes because the power was out and roads were flooding. It took Scott 2 1/2 hours to get home from work Tuesday night. Roads that I had driven on on the way home were completely closed by the evening. I got lucky only being stuck for 30 minutes.
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<br /> So we're now getting back to normal here. The roads are pretty much cleaned off as far as I have seen. A palm tree across the street that broke in half during the storm has been taken care of. Broken tree branches are being hauled away (more likely just moved off the road and left there). Now we're just hoping that people who got hit after us, when the storm was stronger, will be OK, as well as the people in the states who are waiting for it to hit them. Hopefully everyone will be safe!
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hWNOdcrsy9w/TllDHzwoz9I/AAAAAAAAAtY/IT01SBG_DX4/s1600/DSC04416.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hWNOdcrsy9w/TllDHzwoz9I/AAAAAAAAAtY/IT01SBG_DX4/s320/DSC04416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645617409317982162" border="0" /></a>Here's our beautiful generator. It's so noisy! I was hoping the whole time if would run out of gas so we could have a couple minutes of quiet. You like our generator covers? Two tables! It totally worked though. The generator stayed dry, none of us died from carbon monoxide and we were able to save all our refrigerated food!
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIS_vuFMozU/TllDIkbfJUI/AAAAAAAAAto/uDpJ4O20z0Y/s1600/DSC04435.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIS_vuFMozU/TllDIkbfJUI/AAAAAAAAAto/uDpJ4O20z0Y/s320/DSC04435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645617422382605634" border="0" /></a>Watching the rain. It rained A LOT!!
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;">On another note, look at this cute head band I made Elsa!! My first try at crochet cotton! I am quite proud!!
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-8154883853316711372011-08-12T05:43:00.000-07:002011-08-12T06:03:13.322-07:00You Have To Sit There...<div style="text-align: center;">I've just had an epiphany about my kid. He is not eating his food lately so I've been doing the "you have to sit there until you eat" deal. He will just sit, and sit, and sit, which is surprising to me considering he's a busy two year old boy. It's long enough that I get bored of him sitting there before he does. Eventually I just shove some food in his mouth and let him get down.
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<br />I've just realized that making him sit in the car for extended periods of time have probably taught him to entertain himself while just sitting. Anywhere we go here takes at least 20-30 minutes. It takes 30 minutes to get to church and to the store. It's about an hour to get to San Juan. He's really good in the car too. He just sits there and looks out the window.
<br />So sitting at the table for 20 minutes isn't phasing him. I'm going to have to think of other ways to get him to eat. Any suggestions?
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<br />I gotta go get him. It's been over a half an hour and I'm getting bored of waiting for him to eat.
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<br />evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9216753799690018680.post-4081953632060443612011-07-28T12:25:00.000-07:002011-07-28T14:49:22.336-07:00My Moms Come to Visit!<div style="text-align: center;">My Mom an Aunt Cheryl are so awesome. Aunt Cheryl is pretty much my second mother. I lived with her when I lived in Alaska. She's amazing. She and Mom came here to sunny PR for a 10 day long visit. It was so much fun. Luckily Elsa was born 2 weeks before my due date so by the time they got here (we bought the tickets a long time ago) Elsa was old enough and I was feeling good enough to go do a bunch of stuff. It was such a blast and I was really sad I had to let them go home. I wish they could live with me. <br /><br />Here are some of our activities<br /><br />Playing at Mar Chiquita<br />It was so windy!!!<br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipTXbHOGDxk/TjG8bcF1ymI/AAAAAAAAArY/nyZo4vveAaw/s1600/DSC04176.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ipTXbHOGDxk/TjG8bcF1ymI/AAAAAAAAArY/nyZo4vveAaw/s320/DSC04176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634491788400380514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phUAUF9NQNc/TjG8bH7PyyI/AAAAAAAAArQ/qgRRCn6MNe0/s1600/DSC04166.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phUAUF9NQNc/TjG8bH7PyyI/AAAAAAAAArQ/qgRRCn6MNe0/s320/DSC04166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634491782987238178" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZqJDAx4Qpo/TjG8ah20ulI/AAAAAAAAArI/sOgYWMaiVPA/s1600/DSC04158.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DZqJDAx4Qpo/TjG8ah20ulI/AAAAAAAAArI/sOgYWMaiVPA/s320/DSC04158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634491772768139858" border="0" /></a>We visited Guavate and had lunch at the lechoneras. <br />We visited all the little tourist booths and bought souvenirs. They bought so many souvenirs for everybody back home. It was cracking me up.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RegjIl_LrYk/TjG6RFq78jI/AAAAAAAAAqo/dURz1KUKbZ8/s1600/CIMG0164.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RegjIl_LrYk/TjG6RFq78jI/AAAAAAAAAqo/dURz1KUKbZ8/s320/CIMG0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634489411560010290" border="0" /></a><br />This was a really cool hammock chair thingy. Rhys dug it. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yqTAg6LFdY/TjG8bxFz6iI/AAAAAAAAAro/uLP3tX3TRw4/s1600/DSC04230.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1yqTAg6LFdY/TjG8bxFz6iI/AAAAAAAAAro/uLP3tX3TRw4/s320/DSC04230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634491794037402146" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lunch at the Lechonera. They are so cute!!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KJ8_qUfhzY/TjG8bgcjxhI/AAAAAAAAArg/bfPkCDIE9mM/s1600/DSC04224.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0KJ8_qUfhzY/TjG8bgcjxhI/AAAAAAAAArg/bfPkCDIE9mM/s320/DSC04224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634491789569410578" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We made several trips to Old San Juan. The first time it was raining so hard we didn't even get out of the car. The second time we saw the forts and shops, and the third time we went just to shop. You'd think by now I could get there without the GPS, but I can't. Maybe if I make another 50 trips out there I could figure it out. <br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0BQXTxm0I/TjG-JfllU_I/AAAAAAAAAsI/I8qSzqAtg-k/s1600/DSC04283.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Aunt Cheryl striking a pose!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8ikuHQt8TE/TjG-JDofcSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/gfodCAHWncE/s1600/DSC04270.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8ikuHQt8TE/TjG-JDofcSI/AAAAAAAAAsA/gfodCAHWncE/s320/DSC04270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634493671620440354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--H-AK2u2uBs/TjG-IyowNWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wIjDUrYSkjU/s1600/DSC04268.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--H-AK2u2uBs/TjG-IyowNWI/AAAAAAAAAr4/wIjDUrYSkjU/s320/DSC04268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634493667058136418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hPllfTLfwc/TjG-IB3zh2I/AAAAAAAAArw/BQ2giJsGSX4/s1600/DSC04265.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hPllfTLfwc/TjG-IB3zh2I/AAAAAAAAArw/BQ2giJsGSX4/s320/DSC04265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634493653967931234" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NKnXG6-dZg/TjG-Jo0QxXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uPJjbSi2hMA/s1600/DSC04291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NKnXG6-dZg/TjG-Jo0QxXI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/uPJjbSi2hMA/s320/DSC04291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634493681601922418" border="0" /></a>By the end of the day they had had enough sun. They were hiding in the shade as much as possible while still trying to tour the fort. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0BQXTxm0I/TjG-JfllU_I/AAAAAAAAAsI/I8qSzqAtg-k/s1600/DSC04283.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8m0BQXTxm0I/TjG-JfllU_I/AAAAAAAAAsI/I8qSzqAtg-k/s320/DSC04283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634493679124435954" border="0" /></a><br />Luquillo Beach. Until looking at these pictures, Aunt Cheryl couldn't figure out why she had sunburns on her knees. Mom made this hat. It was so funny. The wind kept blowing if off so she poked holes in it and secured it with bamboo squers that I use for making shish kabobs. It kept reminding me of Mrs. Meers from Thourally Modern Millie. Shoo show, Shoo show!!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RegjIl_LrYk/TjG6RFq78jI/AAAAAAAAAqo/dURz1KUKbZ8/s1600/CIMG0164.JPG"><br /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHbH0H8g00/TjHDpiuDnwI/AAAAAAAAAso/hu46cSeVfs0/s1600/DSC04299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pEHbH0H8g00/TjHDpiuDnwI/AAAAAAAAAso/hu46cSeVfs0/s320/DSC04299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634499727279234818" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XU0foO_fdgo/TjG6Q6NyXZI/AAAAAAAAAqg/jds6Kkx5GhA/s1600/CIMG0139.JPG"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Lounging on the beach<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trnLMrxx0wk/TjG6R3MvpGI/AAAAAAAAArA/WIyYIc5bhN4/s1600/CIMG0286.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trnLMrxx0wk/TjG6R3MvpGI/AAAAAAAAArA/WIyYIc5bhN4/s320/CIMG0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634489424855147618" border="0" /></a><br />They got a little sun, don't you think?<br /></div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic0QFz3BOrM/TjHDom18XdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qurxVLWO0uo/s1600/DSC04294.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic0QFz3BOrM/TjHDom18XdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qurxVLWO0uo/s320/DSC04294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634499711206186450" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bY41NwpqVuo/TjHDo0ZBJ8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/D8nMhQSdOF8/s1600/DSC04296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bY41NwpqVuo/TjHDo0ZBJ8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/D8nMhQSdOF8/s320/DSC04296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634499714842961858" border="0" /></a>evamariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15443326952473102779noreply@blogger.com4