tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62863569328702922992024-03-18T22:58:59.575-04:00The Adventures of the Cole FamilyTraditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-51904609838756845162009-10-08T21:27:00.003-04:002009-10-08T21:33:11.968-04:00Bean Soup Festival 09September has always meant the annual Bean Soup Festival in my home town. Its just a small carnival with rides and games for the kids. Oh, and lots of yummy food!<br /><br />My mom likes to treat her grand kids to a night at the carnival every year and this year was no different. Needless to say, the kids had a blast!<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>My sister's son, Galen, riding the train.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeajpmqswngavjKrFZvq7OY-HzUGOrT2CS9Cx8fiP6OaGhF0exlv1RkdfE8cesKYAvEiMDK5Zae1IVVk-ANonL6AAbr5a1E4PwYv6vDI2aIIfxfInkwMfapBLWLobKT_KCdOE-FE8MBUgk/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406057814972210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeajpmqswngavjKrFZvq7OY-HzUGOrT2CS9Cx8fiP6OaGhF0exlv1RkdfE8cesKYAvEiMDK5Zae1IVVk-ANonL6AAbr5a1E4PwYv6vDI2aIIfxfInkwMfapBLWLobKT_KCdOE-FE8MBUgk/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" /></a> <em>Ethan, Jason and Grayson on a really fast, really high ride.</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiChm5-ZNfSf-VqPpzlVZw4-TXpG6zgpCsCVwZUyObDmZ3sSN9nInoVTF0bRDoPkBFdvAqMSiiy80o6b7CN1X5AdAWY12tU7rTUG79R_vTW_ejYyrGLcNgZP6IQ8S-xkYUnWbU95g_p84fr/s1600-h/DSCF0032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406046096869522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiChm5-ZNfSf-VqPpzlVZw4-TXpG6zgpCsCVwZUyObDmZ3sSN9nInoVTF0bRDoPkBFdvAqMSiiy80o6b7CN1X5AdAWY12tU7rTUG79R_vTW_ejYyrGLcNgZP6IQ8S-xkYUnWbU95g_p84fr/s400/DSCF0032.JPG" /></a> <em>All 4 of the boys on the firetruck.<br /></em><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOX8D_WqI2pxMeCkStGHO2Os4TIxsNQVAw281PCNpuRTxmtAf0UhCPOuivPXVoMoRqBCptj19LzVJ6fuKQtykYGVIYm0IQO8FWXgZIFoVHmiLMaCk3GDz8IzHVA9ag2diXG7WjxdqeNdz/s1600-h/DSCF0047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406040508069074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizOX8D_WqI2pxMeCkStGHO2Os4TIxsNQVAw281PCNpuRTxmtAf0UhCPOuivPXVoMoRqBCptj19LzVJ6fuKQtykYGVIYm0IQO8FWXgZIFoVHmiLMaCk3GDz8IzHVA9ag2diXG7WjxdqeNdz/s400/DSCF0047.JPG" /></a> <em>Ending the night with an ice cream cone.</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigG1JCNJR62__YgydZEu2dnozzTlKV-TgV3En3nNbo4sG1as1YTayj2OhuFt1YonOrAcojXAuM82Cc-53m89-ZXQ-JEamS8lVuXJf8gMxZh2FmVwrmucCsIeocA7Rwhyphenhyphenbs2zSNu21Pn5Gk/s1600-h/DSCF0063.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390406034087044498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigG1JCNJR62__YgydZEu2dnozzTlKV-TgV3En3nNbo4sG1as1YTayj2OhuFt1YonOrAcojXAuM82Cc-53m89-ZXQ-JEamS8lVuXJf8gMxZh2FmVwrmucCsIeocA7Rwhyphenhyphenbs2zSNu21Pn5Gk/s400/DSCF0063.JPG" /></a><br />The boys are already looking forward to going back next year!</div></div><br /></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-28448269924451811322009-09-22T23:10:00.009-04:002009-09-22T23:26:17.921-04:00A Day Out with Thomas 2009This was our 4th trip to see Thomas and the kids still love it! Here are just some pics with captions!<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Thomas is pulling into the station!</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD63Y-NVjfnMZyh9hNOhOro4PI9_j6f4bxBjnM4hv7w8JJWuHFWthkPf9wEnpR3hqmeg1IC_RBX8RONyYWUN9TIjcfFWKoojT364fN4sNhio8TE9Fx44ZVhkgXZSHmreUNp24_sljqnX8A/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496961551609154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD63Y-NVjfnMZyh9hNOhOro4PI9_j6f4bxBjnM4hv7w8JJWuHFWthkPf9wEnpR3hqmeg1IC_RBX8RONyYWUN9TIjcfFWKoojT364fN4sNhio8TE9Fx44ZVhkgXZSHmreUNp24_sljqnX8A/s400/DSCF0003.JPG" /></a> <em>Ethan, Grayson and Jason in front of the caboose!</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjinJyjI_SRrGaW3bfWpAp882K5bcTq-j7ollgV4n8cG_Hf6sFCNACEnjbbI7WaoDJ4qcXb66OA6fprb8BUOYkG1Rdp9bfiZNeRjOlJ6iz8WK3qt809RuEip6mXeRJAqdEbq-dNnmJ7Kbbn/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496831278628594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjinJyjI_SRrGaW3bfWpAp882K5bcTq-j7ollgV4n8cG_Hf6sFCNACEnjbbI7WaoDJ4qcXb66OA6fprb8BUOYkG1Rdp9bfiZNeRjOlJ6iz8WK3qt809RuEip6mXeRJAqdEbq-dNnmJ7Kbbn/s400/DSCF0011.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Little did they know that they were going to</em><br /><em>be able to ride in Thomas' caboose!</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCg9fgqMDcW8T9pIesi-CMDjRu4FfKX5XkuIsVYqeI13i-BQY0BhE0gVLpJv092cdEUj-vRyNaO0pnuws_M6jJ-Vc4lr71MwwYCDGCUHPz6hYXXZv_sZ5MVE3PVMTbOV5Xo28R4e5Vp76M/s1600-h/DSCF0029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496603969934610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCg9fgqMDcW8T9pIesi-CMDjRu4FfKX5XkuIsVYqeI13i-BQY0BhE0gVLpJv092cdEUj-vRyNaO0pnuws_M6jJ-Vc4lr71MwwYCDGCUHPz6hYXXZv_sZ5MVE3PVMTbOV5Xo28R4e5Vp76M/s400/DSCF0029.JPG" /></a><br /><em>The conductor punched their tickets like on</em></div><div><em>The Polar Express!</em><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMLdqYL83wuPYSxklSa-VChiHeLxdX-m7grn2PEWhwL5WBHix19cEDZDVqRA86VVT1-6yOXXaaiqfRHxBH02lVeFy4C5rK1kdLPASz146bckRERitkcWBX1oqAA1Mgx0OqcwxNR9Pae0o/s1600-h/DSCF0047.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496371734720274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMLdqYL83wuPYSxklSa-VChiHeLxdX-m7grn2PEWhwL5WBHix19cEDZDVqRA86VVT1-6yOXXaaiqfRHxBH02lVeFy4C5rK1kdLPASz146bckRERitkcWBX1oqAA1Mgx0OqcwxNR9Pae0o/s400/DSCF0047.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Looking out of the caboose.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_tPp5bwXH6zPGLIMd7p6eFJZxbGFj4PNe6Y0UjfGPlZL_1C7KLTRaYksYxPZRpcsX0vVGO_RyHpbgqBo0SAce0BfNakRuy1eWCrwnfbCVkZU3_RhXmVHLwfScpbzMj9kI4mm5dKvjw2lj/s1600-h/DSCF0053.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384496221751474642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_tPp5bwXH6zPGLIMd7p6eFJZxbGFj4PNe6Y0UjfGPlZL_1C7KLTRaYksYxPZRpcsX0vVGO_RyHpbgqBo0SAce0BfNakRuy1eWCrwnfbCVkZU3_RhXmVHLwfScpbzMj9kI4mm5dKvjw2lj/s400/DSCF0053.JPG" /></a><br /><em>We got to watch the engineer fill the engine up with water</em></div><div><em>on our second train ride! (The regular train)</em></div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXuUaGg9UWdqqKw5DDPXHt1WyKGOfXlHgn5bXEfwemce2Xwh_OfPh52-bnCHWd8ENChkfZQe6H0eZPqa7eiQWBhzY8WM6iyF-c1hV1HgB0NFJNKPEsuS0U02AE4JulbgvJlhm2bzqTGi_/s1600-h/DSCF0061.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384495867552960690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoXuUaGg9UWdqqKw5DDPXHt1WyKGOfXlHgn5bXEfwemce2Xwh_OfPh52-bnCHWd8ENChkfZQe6H0eZPqa7eiQWBhzY8WM6iyF-c1hV1HgB0NFJNKPEsuS0U02AE4JulbgvJlhm2bzqTGi_/s400/DSCF0061.JPG" /></a></div><div><br /><div><em>Grayson and Ethan letting the wind blow</em></div><div><em>through their hair.</em></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0l6rXZyiekn1cUi7Z8jQHaO5Tithqgab7LCdxTBDFnfbsLXlsc5zvhZnN4lef-OkdL6088GxvI8VfkcYM2FZAybWJ_3G5fMQUqswmUKA7e1md9XMAAT1KJyWhRQo3gSYMTUog2gDfkaVV/s1600-h/DSCF0082.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384495662569777650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0l6rXZyiekn1cUi7Z8jQHaO5Tithqgab7LCdxTBDFnfbsLXlsc5zvhZnN4lef-OkdL6088GxvI8VfkcYM2FZAybWJ_3G5fMQUqswmUKA7e1md9XMAAT1KJyWhRQo3gSYMTUog2gDfkaVV/s400/DSCF0082.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Charles (Chris' dad), Jason, Chris and Grayson.</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzQxCWYSVb9iCLEgvETmqUz9BdjKMd52PlVcReu_xTnB3bS4plRwBfiN7wJFyWVzc8kXJMJMJRgBY-nDa4PqSfpx9dbHvCvCXBUJL7Dns0H_zSvRMA6LNvDu27Q2E19N_-h5Nl1O-zTTD2/s1600-h/DSCF0087.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384495328227130546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzQxCWYSVb9iCLEgvETmqUz9BdjKMd52PlVcReu_xTnB3bS4plRwBfiN7wJFyWVzc8kXJMJMJRgBY-nDa4PqSfpx9dbHvCvCXBUJL7Dns0H_zSvRMA6LNvDu27Q2E19N_-h5Nl1O-zTTD2/s400/DSCF0087.JPG" /></a>The kids had a great day. I think it was one of our best trips to see Thomas! They got to ride in Thomas' caboose, watch the engineer put water in the number 90 and spend the day with Grandpop! They even got to go to Old Country Buffet for dinner (that's their favorite place to eat!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-14760776349771642312009-09-22T23:02:00.003-04:002009-09-22T23:09:36.517-04:00Grayson's 1st day of PreschoolGrayson started preschool on Sept 9th. He goes Mon, Wed and Fri mornings. He also loves school. He, however, is not the student that every teacher wants a classroom full of. He's very lovable and adorable but its his only benefit! Fortunately he has the same teacher that his brother had for preschool. She's stern but is very good with the kids!<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Here he is walking up the steps to his classroom.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxchjwBeqJfeUyszJywCLBLJeZ5DrTLm3qCabcXwqlD9GyN2GTxyaT7m7TxVNUEn4rewQX-fH-6Vil-wBNALEoEfqn8ta_KZ97tyO3MN6hqMh3l27XZ8jVTN0-2n5GHxDs331sdmetY_L/s1600-h/DSCF0023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384493320706394450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizxchjwBeqJfeUyszJywCLBLJeZ5DrTLm3qCabcXwqlD9GyN2GTxyaT7m7TxVNUEn4rewQX-fH-6Vil-wBNALEoEfqn8ta_KZ97tyO3MN6hqMh3l27XZ8jVTN0-2n5GHxDs331sdmetY_L/s400/DSCF0023.JPG" /></a> <em>"Cheesing" in the hallway for mom!</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6UCYgACOAma8RaDAelfz1RQ52WUi7vcuAtQ11YxnEbKBXWqoWM00i9JK9YMy_YosMMhKkBgRtsF0HQzOwiWolzYlOL3gNdAwUFWysEXyImGPFvrSkAdnRPJhLMOC6EBKXp3yiMvUi9v6/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384493199226867938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6UCYgACOAma8RaDAelfz1RQ52WUi7vcuAtQ11YxnEbKBXWqoWM00i9JK9YMy_YosMMhKkBgRtsF0HQzOwiWolzYlOL3gNdAwUFWysEXyImGPFvrSkAdnRPJhLMOC6EBKXp3yiMvUi9v6/s400/DSCF0025.JPG" /></a> His first few weeks have been pretty good. He's lost a few tickets already (Jason never lost a single one the whole year in that class) but he is a different kid with a different personality! He will strive his way and on his terms! Anyone who knows Grayson will know that this is true!<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-65739451686331870842009-09-22T22:55:00.002-04:002009-09-22T23:01:28.790-04:00Jason's a First Grader Now!Jason is officially in first grade now! He loves school and is excited to go each day. I still have a hard time not having him at home all day. I love having my kids with me and I miss them when they are gone. But knowing that he is learning and having fun makes it easier for me to handle. <br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Yes, I am a dork! But when I am old I want to remember the date!</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjobCe0Y4pgz35-GhjkzhGkACNP4RRkI_1xvC1O_3Ftt015Vzotq0ZNv1kZeJnQvrFfZpFoeQNwp0gwPsQNYgbvS3_lys2SYHeyM6waAjJi8jxIRrOmWYzcIfCY3SExBwfU03rzNfuHUgBu/s1600-h/DSCF0002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384491543646234562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjobCe0Y4pgz35-GhjkzhGkACNP4RRkI_1xvC1O_3Ftt015Vzotq0ZNv1kZeJnQvrFfZpFoeQNwp0gwPsQNYgbvS3_lys2SYHeyM6waAjJi8jxIRrOmWYzcIfCY3SExBwfU03rzNfuHUgBu/s400/DSCF0002.JPG" /></a> <em>Here he is getting on the bus.</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0H3eCpIzE5ob3dw2eSN2boPiproh1o2i7h0R0Wv6oJTjOVwJD6M-p1_0CzAj3bkCpiCA_bC75tWHhtqNAIQvPhIgS6XoCI6qwH3MjM3WeKziHqkHMCPdfdhvikRPm1uA9pDBPQOXJGDt/s1600-h/DSCF0014.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384491316578357218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0H3eCpIzE5ob3dw2eSN2boPiproh1o2i7h0R0Wv6oJTjOVwJD6M-p1_0CzAj3bkCpiCA_bC75tWHhtqNAIQvPhIgS6XoCI6qwH3MjM3WeKziHqkHMCPdfdhvikRPm1uA9pDBPQOXJGDt/s400/DSCF0014.JPG" /></a> Jason actually told me one day that he had an incredible day at school. He is the kind of kid that every teacher wants a classroom full of so I could imagine that it is easy for him to like school. Its been very challenging for us to balance school with football but we make sure that he knows that school is a priority!<br /><br /><br /></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-5606686864701389872009-09-09T12:44:00.005-04:002009-09-09T13:00:19.644-04:00Trying to keep up...<img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379511746313787474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0z21wFYNTqMEXGbS039yRpHMpajl3kyFR4l0cxLoQJimhF3ti3-DF7EaXp14-x1qoRUGvm4210GslUwj3Bq6mJ3sCdckbq82lrJ2IDLUbm4JidifxtvlmS9Zgc-NKE7PU54KuNZZVa0w8/s320/first+week+of+practice+is+over.JPG" /> <div>Life has been crazy! Summer was crazy and now school has started for both of the boys so it's probably only going to get crazier! Plus Jason has decided to play football and yes, it was HIS decision! I'm getting tired of people asking me if Chris pushed him to do it. While Chris is a huge football fan, he did not force Jason to play.<br />At first Jason wasn't too sure if this was going to be for him. However, he has toughed it out. Now that he has been practicing hard and has learned more about the game he really likes it. He really enjoys watching football now too (which does make Chris happy) because now he knows what is going on. Jason has also made lots of new football friends. Though he's not very good (yet) he seems to be very popular among his football "mates" (thats what he calls them, its too cute!) </div><br /><div>I just wish I had known how much havoc is football schedule was going to have on our family schedules. Before school started he was practicing 5 nights a week! Now that school has started he practices for 2hours 3nights a week. He pretty much gets off the bus, eats dinner and then we leave for practice. After practice it's a small snack, shower, story time and then bed! I am going to have to figure out when to fit in homework time when his teacher starts sending it home!</div><br /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379511933672907874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9iFlSesrJrjwE5WLpGNLXdHOsHTnDpUIYMvoaM8kFB0t5xpHpf2yqAbZ677Aois7xS72eKRSIa4zxyPgNhSOO9tPjrM70d41c9sm2sjsphUvbWzT32XQ2_ect9RDuCt_V-Q6OiQDu1KJN/s320/catch+this.JPG" /><br /><br /><div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-23231462721896174302009-07-02T15:51:00.008-04:002009-07-02T16:09:53.927-04:00Jason Birthday and PartyOk, so its been official for about a month and a half. My big baby is now 6! Jason's birthday was May 12th. He had school in the morning and Chris took cupcakes to school for Jason's class. He was really excited. Then after school we picked up him and his friend Conner. We then took them to Chuck E. Cheese! What kid doesn't want to go there for their birthday. Grayson and my nephew, Ethan, were also there. The adults were very out numbered but managed well!<br /><br />That evening my sisters and my mom came down to our house for cake and ice cream. We also had Conner's family join us! Its like Jason had a mini party that night! Not that my kids are ever deprived but we really try to make them feel special on their birthday!<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Jason blowing out the candles on his 2 cakes.</em></div><div align="center"><em>(Hey, I said we make them feel special!)</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuUnvyxklw3o4Fb-ZLnZflQzQRUKJMVFKvtO_lps9g4VpKU5f5zOH623oGT6RguPvKa7Hm5CpMugbynvIPhWLJ_CcFGGWkj5h62kEtCg11Qbd-2BBW8coKNKzRI9LkSnC3j7WUn7zubEQp/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954775954702466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuUnvyxklw3o4Fb-ZLnZflQzQRUKJMVFKvtO_lps9g4VpKU5f5zOH623oGT6RguPvKa7Hm5CpMugbynvIPhWLJ_CcFGGWkj5h62kEtCg11Qbd-2BBW8coKNKzRI9LkSnC3j7WUn7zubEQp/s400/DSCF0025.JPG" /></a> Then Saturday was his BIG party. Star Wars themed, of course. Jason wanted all of his friends to dress up as Star Wars characters. I wish I had been able to take a picture of all of them before they took their costumes off but I was so busy that just didn't happen. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="center"><em>Here is a picture of Jason's cake.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLa7UKBYxDQRibUcC5tkSzILJcSIDd7o1GmO0PB7x51dGMyEjd44wk09cAxmZ0jQtnSfHYoC8Ob3jO7ekKMvKn9rUT4rjsYOngCpEnbk8lWqUqKMjcgYh2n8FqhH3pP3nZSS3UzZOcQLYn/s1600-h/DSCF0005.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954626466417170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLa7UKBYxDQRibUcC5tkSzILJcSIDd7o1GmO0PB7x51dGMyEjd44wk09cAxmZ0jQtnSfHYoC8Ob3jO7ekKMvKn9rUT4rjsYOngCpEnbk8lWqUqKMjcgYh2n8FqhH3pP3nZSS3UzZOcQLYn/s400/DSCF0005.JPG" /></a><br /><em>Jason blowing out the candles, best friend at his side.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Oh, did I mention that the kids found the water guns?</em></div><div align="center"><em>(explains why Conner has no shirt!)</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2KJ8RpjOi_7ogUOw_zUaJtf3GqlTJmgF3RAvuKtlTT4GpYMlQ-b8IjH69Guvmi__YvX4skxzJA0N2pRBnvPsBKwMG3gk-kx7f4VoeykZdyy8DfWaJ5Vzlojl7650zcAXqfv1XhEYvj5z/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954542789034754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2KJ8RpjOi_7ogUOw_zUaJtf3GqlTJmgF3RAvuKtlTT4GpYMlQ-b8IjH69Guvmi__YvX4skxzJA0N2pRBnvPsBKwMG3gk-kx7f4VoeykZdyy8DfWaJ5Vzlojl7650zcAXqfv1XhEYvj5z/s400/DSCF0006.JPG" /></a>He had such a fun day. Fortunately the weather held out and we could all stay outside. It started raining later that evening just as I was finishing the cleanup!<br /></div><div align="center"><br /><em>Chris reading a card to Jason as he opens a present</em><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7sP6X-ECtHi_hJ8HKxjOYTY31w5yzMcebWgbLM-fWjXfMITYZHnqY0fuVp3vCghAujA0yaaqbl96HfXpIdOeWZjc50-62DLDYzyqKNSDNMXVh9_WYtUfgNJtlXnO7rmuObNVZ5k8HOsK/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954390719402274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic7sP6X-ECtHi_hJ8HKxjOYTY31w5yzMcebWgbLM-fWjXfMITYZHnqY0fuVp3vCghAujA0yaaqbl96HfXpIdOeWZjc50-62DLDYzyqKNSDNMXVh9_WYtUfgNJtlXnO7rmuObNVZ5k8HOsK/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" /></a> </div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-45997307792808852092009-06-21T18:31:00.003-04:002009-06-21T18:37:16.993-04:00FamilyI just found out that my cousin, Bob, passed away this morning. He had been battling stage 4 lung cancer for a little while now and succumb to his illness sometime this morning. I haven't seen him or talked to him in a very long time. I am not even sure I would have known who he was if he knocked on my door. Yet, at this time I am very sad for the loss of a family member I barely knew. I am also very sad for his family. For his father to lose a son on Father's Day and his children to lose their father on this day is a terrible ordeal and I can't express my sympathies enough. Please keep his family in your thoughts and prayers today.<br />Rest in Peace Robert Yetter.Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-14851594335662550142009-06-05T17:28:00.010-04:002009-06-05T17:59:11.944-04:00It's Been a While<div><div><div><div><div>Yes, I know its been a while!<br /><div><br /><div>I will just post some quick photos and captions of what has been going on in our lives since March.</div><br /><p>At the end of March we purchased a playset for the backyard. It took a few hours to prep and sort the wood and then a 14hr day to put it all together. My Uncle Reno, my dad and Chris did most of the work with a few hours of help from Chris' brother Ed. The kids absolutely love it!</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343959348557315106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_g1mk6IvodnqEChDx-TbAhDFNQL1_4Ai6w8s-o7JcmCGD3XXidWc7xkj1FXivjPC81E0rlC22BR3MCl_U2r6P4cunvZosUSf9Zcs4H_X7c_vlZaRuv-5SEvShQ9L5mG5wC9qLdRqYh0XO/s400/DSCF0053.JPG" border="0" /> Chris and the boys with their Tie Fighter Easter Egg. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343964687070794786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLhPKivU62PiGbtPw1bezhQfd6rmu_bCTSwin2GciQ-EADvp0ZAc9g7RJhgdJaEjOIKS99PWNunypmwNmfG2mInjseeacHAmmowTvyLAaT8UxOMAilT4wpi6n6ey0JEqhXU2D9xy01HjpS/s400/DSCF0009.JPG" border="0" /> My mom and my sisters on Easter at our annual family Easter reunion.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343965188927764722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEBEgWD0G7uNH6X6Pb-Gn0J7Q0jqh8t_rGaRpyUhMNpZq6KQIPHb60mgIUHnhOcd9U6YYHwfn1l6PmUa9uvWDOyuTBc91-fI-jdIV8xLuzTj_hQbZmPDhuvk-xPPpMenWR79jjpf6D65fM/s400/girls.JPG" border="0" /></p>In April Jason began playing T-Ball (and soccer). He likes it but has a lot of practicing to do. He practices with his team every Thursday and has a game every Saturday. Soccer practices are every Tuesday with games every Saturday. That means a busy week for all of us!<br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960659820950050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzgKYj7-XVMW5Rmzh8ewtUNaZXTZu2ps5vXZ8Gn4bCCmslJbON3kQztIx4MGSnIfMylEUx1gMzgeMWuq1X-gZzGZ0rUKxM33zNH5DGHRsAhInrLdJGWCj1bXdXs0PdcYkmMM_0R4PUE8o/s400/DSCF0004.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div>Playing goalie. Nobody scored on him in this game!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343962636031961986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0m-jasDPJKgm3aP8J_okaXO5S2rP82vynHwc4bcdHCesq6EpjPMics8XMLF4_MBVTsptZRTS2IVX5TPRIAHXsp-AeyI3_uAgSzd74Mg05ug8FZB7oI10PbWePEXZMFBxKTKgsF6vnSlyb/s400/DSCF0017.JPG" border="0" /> <p>Also in April, Grayson's preschool had a week of dinosaur days. They did a lot of dinosaur projects and even went on a dinosaur hunt (with official dinosaur hunting licenses). They went to the sand box and dug for dinosaur eggs. Grayson was excited to find and orange one. There was a tiny baby dinosaur in each egg for the kids to keep.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343961362939793794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi29W0JJ9JfVZH2aneNML00h-rQ0tTyNiPgGZ283EsMABM7l_NNpwyRuqc6-9gk0lvUZjN3Z8x2LS_LvqLSVEZYGPwM541Xfn8GyCTeabKl81d6IpCXrSc9bD6YUe5iGoNjFOUxZ6x4kcrP/s400/DSCF0022.JPG" border="0" /><br />There costumes for Jason's Star Wars birthday party!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963037556862386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz4olsflVK2bTy5vuNPy-ETpkFWjVp-WTXcRvfaJn2tDIBAWjC5nGvFAMlsqdHn9Pmlca5A38F-iuzUl4oWuLIxD6hx8iTe6Ex9SgKO6PYKmBANlFXZs6qBF_TSbfwKovGPjyGcXdWykiI/s400/jedi3.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div></div><br /><p>At the beginning of May Chris and I traveled to the Coatesville VA hospital for a dedication ceremony in honor of his mother. She was the Administrative Assistant to the Chief of Staff at the hospital. There was a tree planted in her honor and the plaque is hanging in the chapel. It was a very nice ceremony and a great way to preserve her memory.<br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343963578657020802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsEwxHrSMuyTUeLw6jV03CHvWDytEx_5x_BCH4_nubdJFCf9s-e_eTvQlg4xf-_5QNXq8pOF4fqFE68cLDOG17VYWO9O6M9DjBrCXlbiA9RRNtheI-hvHcvnQQfqh-61-4DYEptTo-3oHu/s400/lea+plaque.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>This is all I have time to put up right now. I will post more soon. I still have the photos from Jason's birthday and party on the camera. There will be lots to show this summer too so I am going to try my best to find the time to keep it updated!</p></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-51246958040173389112009-03-02T21:08:00.008-05:002009-03-02T21:31:28.686-05:00Grayson's 4th Birthday - Feb 16th, 2009I know its backwards but I am slow at getting stuff on here. I actually filled my camera's card at the party because I hadn't taken photos off of it since early January! Oops!<br /><br />Grayson's birthday was actually the Monday before his party. We had quite an eventful day planned for him. When he woke up in the morning I had the living room floor covered in balloons. Both (ok, all 3) of the boys had fun hitting them and kicking them around all day.<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Playing with the balloons.</em></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308778435610939042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPkikO75yh7RksFzAKajylArDR5L9Eb4LexmXIgZbZzbI1VTVJrBzQeM-fODfQzrVOoT3HBDGufQ4ZG6dFbhyphenhyphen50AVwJDacRbmmb1wUdUeZyL02m3AktoAsFHbgt9S5E-dBF7eQiG80HS9l/s400/DSCF0024.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>We also had presents on the table for him to open. It was almost as exciting as Christmas morning! He had so much fun and he was so excited.</p><p align="center"><em>Opening his Speed Racer movie and game. </em></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi553KV8p54XpkM-exl-4Hpy5Brk94u7V_Ns7yEiTu4hGIseQB_VLeFrtRpveoLdOMHZ_caG17vDsD_upBpWI2WatGM8N0vWkfcLdqEv76gvrCarrTW8oKTzns5YfcWnzz2eBzdQO2jGIO4/s1600-h/DSCF0033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308779304279652498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi553KV8p54XpkM-exl-4Hpy5Brk94u7V_Ns7yEiTu4hGIseQB_VLeFrtRpveoLdOMHZ_caG17vDsD_upBpWI2WatGM8N0vWkfcLdqEv76gvrCarrTW8oKTzns5YfcWnzz2eBzdQO2jGIO4/s400/DSCF0033.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Then it was off to Chocolate World for more birthday fun. We saw the Really Big 3D show, went on the free chocolate factory tour, packaged chocolate in the Chocolate Works area and of course bought some chocolate. Did you know that Hershey made a mint Hershey Kiss for St Patty's Day? Unfortunately I have given up sugar for Lent, so half of the bag is sitting in my cupboard! No, you can't have them! I am saving them for Easter and I am going to make myself sick eating ALL of them! The boys and Chris each picked out something yummy as well. </p><p align="center"><em>At the Chocolate Works factory, doing the packaging dance.</em></p><p align="center"><em>Somehow I am not sure that's quite how it is really done at the factory.</em></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzqwjPw0VAWfq8eq3FS5IiFRzNbYoeFcgo1cyIK2acR8Pwz_8MvRhQKPZ5ckUICkG_S4uc2w1jgw5x3NQ0v5T1O7cx4hNgLqj7pekUC3WqZ8yuvm2vo86CKkDNG5xyrjSS6TL66wsqKgt/s1600-h/DSCF0051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308779045683211842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimzqwjPw0VAWfq8eq3FS5IiFRzNbYoeFcgo1cyIK2acR8Pwz_8MvRhQKPZ5ckUICkG_S4uc2w1jgw5x3NQ0v5T1O7cx4hNgLqj7pekUC3WqZ8yuvm2vo86CKkDNG5xyrjSS6TL66wsqKgt/s400/DSCF0051.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then we ended the day with friends and family. And of course it wouldn't be a birthday without cake, ice cream, singing and candle blowing.<br /><br /><em>I know the photo is fuzzy but its still a great one of him blowing out his candles.</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPsEDs9s6umZqDl_c9Vts32RBxbPi9IQfzMmGe4YRVXumKet93KgxJjyeDq0HsaO-SZKhAm3MSDDlfLJeJJ24hIQnSHakaghFMkP9YDJoozs63iGyBtQtUPy8GiGc9VyVejGw2dIUhFjs/s1600-h/DSCF0056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308778727080428306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYPsEDs9s6umZqDl_c9Vts32RBxbPi9IQfzMmGe4YRVXumKet93KgxJjyeDq0HsaO-SZKhAm3MSDDlfLJeJJ24hIQnSHakaghFMkP9YDJoozs63iGyBtQtUPy8GiGc9VyVejGw2dIUhFjs/s400/DSCF0056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Needless to say he is already planning his next birthday. Since he will be 5 next year he's planning something big!Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-17131537170945123342009-02-22T20:19:00.007-05:002009-02-22T20:55:50.154-05:00Grayson's 4th Birthday PartySaturday was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Grayson's</span> 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> birthday party. He decided that he wanted to have his party at his house so his friends could come over and play with his toys. Let me tell you that they really did play with his toys all day. You should see the toy room! I can't wait to see the floor again!<br /><br />The party was a success. We started at 2 and we had people here up until almost 8pm. My poor little house was a mess when it was all over. Looking at the smile on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Grayson's</span> face made it all worth while.<br /><br /><div align="center"><em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Grayson's</span> Speed Racer Cake: He put his cars on it. </em></div><div align="center"><em>Don't worry we washed them first.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QKE9QHgxYwvFCSJU7pwLjHTeQxQVpZ1cmbp2VT9mu4qTrKXdIGusFBsPtgOCbkHJjLzcuwau-OqXXypCP45CjX1YCLwHI5E5UshSGC5iIq6EdiNepPDPS4bSDiR6b6htXeehx7T1EqCc/s1600-h/DSCF0058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305800464916400050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9QKE9QHgxYwvFCSJU7pwLjHTeQxQVpZ1cmbp2VT9mu4qTrKXdIGusFBsPtgOCbkHJjLzcuwau-OqXXypCP45CjX1YCLwHI5E5UshSGC5iIq6EdiNepPDPS4bSDiR6b6htXeehx7T1EqCc/s400/DSCF0058.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>Chris lighting the candles.</em><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsm20v7l3ss2vGpSa39yY0CdpbkAuu1eqZWrhZaAqHFlVn6dDS9oYJtcZJ8WXwdPCvjZy2xZ_igTghG9Ogk-xQCWk9U9AGOectzOXpjthkHbbrpePyf5bUhw_uo2V-50OsdbLd9WEJbC2x/s1600-h/DSCF0061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305800288070737746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsm20v7l3ss2vGpSa39yY0CdpbkAuu1eqZWrhZaAqHFlVn6dDS9oYJtcZJ8WXwdPCvjZy2xZ_igTghG9Ogk-xQCWk9U9AGOectzOXpjthkHbbrpePyf5bUhw_uo2V-50OsdbLd9WEJbC2x/s400/DSCF0061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Opening his Speed Racer <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Lego's</span>. It took Chris hours to </em></div><div align="center"><em>put them together. And yes, he read the directions!</em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis5S5cmASoir09sMWQfNw0S8nJ1mflxCLWi5SudsHSk_fJ6E5vypDkflZHO90VBFdQuKR8EL5jbhlzsX5pjHEL0YMb5mfHHIUlvXoLAFA64EMMQcXagc3VjUreLk64ykc2SOt04UDapacD/s1600-h/DSCF0069.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305799541116962722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis5S5cmASoir09sMWQfNw0S8nJ1mflxCLWi5SudsHSk_fJ6E5vypDkflZHO90VBFdQuKR8EL5jbhlzsX5pjHEL0YMb5mfHHIUlvXoLAFA64EMMQcXagc3VjUreLk64ykc2SOt04UDapacD/s400/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Charles talking to Chris and his brother, Ron, about the</em></div><div align="center"><em>X-box 360's that he bought them for their birthdays.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUF9kCawR8pxvAG19pviTNepBuf7Aw-m2I5P8bdZoxYEai025RNCgHaQNTtpm0T3NIm9ylO12u8roaSp4hiKw4qrbWFQ0hQbVy9_FMJqBdvkm5qFaVXMQOkjKaJVfsXBjsC22FCC2Ep1F/s1600-h/DSCF0084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305799182339268466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUF9kCawR8pxvAG19pviTNepBuf7Aw-m2I5P8bdZoxYEai025RNCgHaQNTtpm0T3NIm9ylO12u8roaSp4hiKw4qrbWFQ0hQbVy9_FMJqBdvkm5qFaVXMQOkjKaJVfsXBjsC22FCC2Ep1F/s400/DSCF0084.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Ron, Heather, Amanda, and Lona</em></div><div align="center"><em>Note the Speed Racer poster that Chris customized </em></div><div align="center"><em>for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Grayson's</span> party.</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPSUCV7Zgq5_e1zBbBUkrw_KRbc-dBLd7sUSdwdI3D4Wib_t-M5dAHDta3y4drjxEpbLuxB6p-3_W58T280tlNEqXBK0emGsU6V6bed5BwShZSaoBI9wcH7kgyKPLfwVQQve_musrovRR/s1600-h/DSCF0085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305798828417932146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPSUCV7Zgq5_e1zBbBUkrw_KRbc-dBLd7sUSdwdI3D4Wib_t-M5dAHDta3y4drjxEpbLuxB6p-3_W58T280tlNEqXBK0emGsU6V6bed5BwShZSaoBI9wcH7kgyKPLfwVQQve_musrovRR/s400/DSCF0085.JPG" border="0" /></a>It's amazing how exhausting birthday parties can be. The planning, the cleaning, the cleaning again, the sugar high kids! It's hard to believe that I have to start planning Jason's party already. His birthday isn't until May but he wants a bowling party again. It's crazy that you have to book a party this far in advance. But at least I won't have to clean the toy room after that party!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-90679285005901143542009-01-31T21:15:00.007-05:002009-01-31T21:38:19.275-05:00Finally Part 2 of 2008 ReviewI know it has taken me a while to get to this but here it is. The conclusion to 2008!<br /><br />The end of July brought on an addition to my family. My newest nephew Galen Alan was born on July 28, 2008. <br /><div align="center"><em>Big brother Ethan holds his baby brother.</em></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtH7jy_7cjPir4IXznNRkzahHmW7VtAiSD9YEEmDVRn0MQ1Z1Z4Q32luZ_Xk9QDehuo07_MHblReSgwyvGqRuSb3LlSyN2_CCCiF50WxJPYzgl1LKdzT8YS5hvk-oRmeANBeMB9tkifOI/s1600-h/DSCF0015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297650001436531490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwtH7jy_7cjPir4IXznNRkzahHmW7VtAiSD9YEEmDVRn0MQ1Z1Z4Q32luZ_Xk9QDehuo07_MHblReSgwyvGqRuSb3LlSyN2_CCCiF50WxJPYzgl1LKdzT8YS5hvk-oRmeANBeMB9tkifOI/s400/DSCF0015.JPG" border="0" /></a> The end of August brought us to Jason's first day of Kindergarten. It was an exciting and emotional day for us. <br /><div align="center"><em>Here he is holding a sign so I won't forget when his first day was.</em><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81iOLtfA3wpt6yjepOQUkLFLCvwtXXE3-8FJJd3T7wU-U8WiHNboGACH9SGPsI8tUv6QUFGOQdXv9qegNWO2_O9_oUuj0LedgrQdj6ZhzHatLgJz7cSBhQpI26nQypze5Y3mzWzHxsaP1/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297649760022879378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81iOLtfA3wpt6yjepOQUkLFLCvwtXXE3-8FJJd3T7wU-U8WiHNboGACH9SGPsI8tUv6QUFGOQdXv9qegNWO2_O9_oUuj0LedgrQdj6ZhzHatLgJz7cSBhQpI26nQypze5Y3mzWzHxsaP1/s400/DSCF0003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />September brought on the annual Bean Soup festival in my hometown.<br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkjUvanYx1e6k4K9GFyerEYvXjirfkDgjuNsVnXo36rPsTKCqqYZ6kEVlJ1rWkQDNV2LXIrtcKRowNMhbzpxQh41HOQK-k5pvjBsIE7zOuZjUkP3szdcBpd3JI0PYJbQxCe6MWcYvC40Q/s1600-h/DSCF0020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297648802655714322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIkjUvanYx1e6k4K9GFyerEYvXjirfkDgjuNsVnXo36rPsTKCqqYZ6kEVlJ1rWkQDNV2LXIrtcKRowNMhbzpxQh41HOQK-k5pvjBsIE7zOuZjUkP3szdcBpd3JI0PYJbQxCe6MWcYvC40Q/s400/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" /></a>Of course, let the holiday season begin with Halloween.</div><div align="center"><br /><em>Grayson as Spiderman and Jason as Iron Man</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGoS1_TphomQb1qLmYO85pkVpjlT5QsDcq4NWkNKLVxWVEkh7AQJBGpvQh7izAjq-22rqzBPxLc1eb4-4h2xeTzsevG0ywrWbTsQZia8Tvf2lf_WpOgYz9z-xOmOmbAHN8KYxr2GNvOhCd/s1600-h/DSCF0060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297648553735549938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGoS1_TphomQb1qLmYO85pkVpjlT5QsDcq4NWkNKLVxWVEkh7AQJBGpvQh7izAjq-22rqzBPxLc1eb4-4h2xeTzsevG0ywrWbTsQZia8Tvf2lf_WpOgYz9z-xOmOmbAHN8KYxr2GNvOhCd/s400/DSCF0060.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jason finished up his first season of soccer the first weekend of November.</div><div align="center"><em></em><br /><br /><em>Jason with his coach getting his soccer trophy.</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTW8LnNcP7XJ-KfWwu5hkO-Z83n7A4UKG7OAzsZPi7P9RzdN2ToAyU2EX9bFVSb1ezy3XvFvC4NekmYY5IjQPDSTRHLHjp2PR2R01v-JqxFPlocSHgCO5932h8a6CQDmsckpiGXwCHDfZ2/s1600-h/DSCF0041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297648375240475218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTW8LnNcP7XJ-KfWwu5hkO-Z83n7A4UKG7OAzsZPi7P9RzdN2ToAyU2EX9bFVSb1ezy3XvFvC4NekmYY5IjQPDSTRHLHjp2PR2R01v-JqxFPlocSHgCO5932h8a6CQDmsckpiGXwCHDfZ2/s400/DSCF0041.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I have no photos of Thanksgiving. We went to my mom's restaurant and cooked a huge dinner. It's probably the last holiday we will celebrate there so I really wish I had photos. </div><div align="left"><br />Gale, Ethan and Galen joined us for a train ride with Santa.</div><div align="center"><em>Jason and Grayson with Santa</em><br /></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJudcdOhrxvzvGtXDk3o2NIHI-vyJKIL0ACToJ5815x2sP_0CnrJnZeFoYnSC3TnsMI9gWvl_EXe_N3QsGfM5FBtlcKhZMNCpPM5ina4eErHB1QCVrhJYD6TmxtGiDCw4jrB_ZHSeG25i/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297648031185270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJudcdOhrxvzvGtXDk3o2NIHI-vyJKIL0ACToJ5815x2sP_0CnrJnZeFoYnSC3TnsMI9gWvl_EXe_N3QsGfM5FBtlcKhZMNCpPM5ina4eErHB1QCVrhJYD6TmxtGiDCw4jrB_ZHSeG25i/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I didn't post pics of Christmas because there are so many of them in a previous blog!</div><div align="left">Hopefully 2009 will bring us many new adventures and lots of things to write about. Thanks to everyone who actually reads this blog. I hope you enjoy it. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-42408837776879397142009-01-09T12:31:00.014-05:002009-01-09T13:42:29.959-05:002008 in Review - Part 1Unfortunately 2008 began with the passing of Chris' mother on January 15th. She was one of the best mothers, mother-in-laws and grandmothers that anyone could ask for. She has been missed and will always be missed by anyone who even had the pleasure of meeting her. She had been battling lung cancer for over 4years. She had hope that she would overcome this disease and was strong the whole way to the end.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Charles, Lea and Grayson in 2005.</em> </div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1e2tVrSxGJTIzWhQVtzOT95nDzpi0DHoSyMUxhLZrXgrJ2MavV2dV0tj9JErZYnKb-4T0Sj3yxdhogKtVdW2OAiOtU6v2I_4l6OX5xBOsMIwbm4nYzr3s6_x8n8bV1j7fZoWLSbquCzKS/s1600-h/DSCF0068.JPG"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289352478210254642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrFvdL6PRYG6BTNfYYLQtfxsiiItL4C29sjZ5VOlTNBOshnV7s75icWL8HdF55HPS7NLNjbPDY1FzLy1RHUw1CjfOnH5sjxy7flHPiX10xeiyhX24r9kNd3zUh4TvnOCV999O6CGOaaw3g/s400/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>The year progressed and we celebrated Grayson's 3rd birthday! He wanted a Thomas themed party. I think I had to light his Thomas candle 4 times that day because he kept wanting us to sing to him so he could blow out the candle!</div></div><div> </div><div align="center"><em>Grayson playing with his Thomas laptop.</em> </div><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289354228226856258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3o5oUt2i5Gl-8sBhKi9mYTTVCm0R5dwRTfYfBvaLMhUvDlJlAoP-Jg6ymgGJPG5izbhAFyXBQmUYv8tSQXff3KDesjxgzJnbgspDarviZvA7-vuAkuHOfYE_3OR0ctZSuJLQHhPLaNyy/s400/DSCF0043.JPG" border="0" /></div><div> </div><div>Next brought on Easter. The kids put out their baskets and slept while the Easter Bunny filled them up.<br /></div><div align="center"><em>The Easter baskets after the Bunny visited</em></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289355087552817794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIf5TLUiAs1SYMle9X0FqU_I1HgcSJV3GJOHmpg9durNcfrOPVtgpzBlpLiQE5uvQEbAB_yp-OBeQc01aqiAbauTF6B2Z0g_MlTNRaVQCw8-DLF-G-N9ccYEp55bn150tYFbuv66GR9mo_/s400/DSCF0016.JPG" border="0" /></p><div><br /></div><p>In April we visited the Whitaker Center with friends.</p><p align="center"><em>Jason, his friend Matt and Grayson playing with the water.</em></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289359031360100610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDA_aP5rhYU3vVLAeMf6mGSxUXePYOxF72pTAtiJqiubkMBg7qAQO6FclN1F7_IjaZ28oxsljyl42r0-h4kID1kAHPfLnN49THrbGgb1awp07goJ7Dxl1txoaPPE6c5xW0GvB5Rner4kEF/s400/DSCF0030.JPG" border="0" /> </p><p>We also visited Lake Tobias and rode the safari bus with some more friends.</p><p align="center"><br /><em>Abigail, Jackson, Jason and Grayson</em> </p><p align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289359618379081618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs01n0_IrULdp0cSOg4kj8o4YsnjE6jvi0auFULWdS0QfSpAHxcqIFNYYqEA9zaimUi_By_Foi-E-lu4RJYXwC-JOQA6gVgyKFXGUWV91Q6UkMbUJMsidN1BcdAk2l97uIjndR-BuDNI3C/s400/spring+08+114.JPG" border="0" />May brought on Jason's 5th birthday. He wanted his party at the bowling alley with a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles theme.<br /></p><p align="center"><em>Uncle Ed helping Jason blow out his candles with Grayson and Ethan trying to help.</em></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289360965937375234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht6ddrv-srohe1OM7PnJ2svj3HCa4n4-pGAfgF9T-22WcI3pD8KJZLTOUrMQ_ZtRV9De7m48N5wVHailOjkYTJnhYYmofiwMNyOJ6Cj6LLGiYMdnPZDIqbMbYfTbGPAOkWi2Bo5H8LQfvE/s400/DSCF0084.JPG" border="0" /><br />June brought on a trip the Hershey's Chocolate World and a ride through the simulated factory tour. We also saw the Really Big 3D show, which was amusing. </p><p align="center"><em>Jason and Grayson on the factory tour.</em><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289361502026959090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWD6QXs2iSHzNiB3TUO-vUceYeh72xXkdKERLzFdQ2oK3eqhACzAbuUMTg-5lsFMSL-B9KgxpljuLXIbuxKiNu5a6YTtwtxKKkx1bSPYZov678q8S1BI_hTJfzdvh0C79k27T3fMYyUnXM/s400/DSCF0021.JPG" border="0" /><br />In July, Jason started swimming lessons at Penn State Harrisburg. He proved to be quite the swimmer for his first time in swimming lessons.<br /><div align="center"><em>Jason with his swimming instructor.</em></div><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289362265476373106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQotAtkd6ysPhPiLkP5bb0thc1etCRqMD41s95-PQg2NPjF57pKCIuL-SfE9lZek5P-UTH-27WcAIu9Ix0xNUCf1bNXJIpHhMqcbYV6UuFmETXw-KwJDiEdpYjmtCcB7VHdGyK40T_7Mkr/s400/DSCF0028.JPG" border="0" /><br />July also brought us back to Hershey for a fun day at Hershey Park. </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="center"><em>Jason with the Reese Cup character.</em></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289362877895270050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FymqqJZi0ZoCTcm5nvjC4egWNMBHJt83vUPbyqLHT2ZazrWF5fRMvNwBkFaArqJv486Zca4DqvCqfXoNbElrEPYcc1wDWMG7ANiDutCp65roBSZggMHCaHeVX9awg3UJdjJ7tgbaYl3A/s400/jason+with+reese+cup.jpg" border="0" /><br />And a trip to the PA State Museum for a Planetarium show and playing in the Curiosity Connection room.<br /></p><p align="center"><em>Grayson picking apples from the apple tree.</em><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289363589464588162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEbU_nwiUOe9PGrFPJfvuDSs_wRx3o31vmi-VkpQhiSP0NtTeNQu83kWDwHUQeLHEwRI806Dps-xIPkRrRBQHSCYEDOtaMml-RpiRG6uuXJaGLAEU8Zz7eBNk7QufXYPGhb7eHrZ8IQ5f2/s400/DSCF0069.JPG" border="0" /><br />We were way too busy last year to put it all in one blog. Look for part 2 coming soon!<br /><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-46811480464166025662009-01-08T16:46:00.005-05:002009-01-08T16:56:23.861-05:00Trains, trains, trains<div align="left">On Saturday Chris and his dad took the boys to a train meet in King of Prussia. Traffic was apparently horrendous trying to get to the convention center. Since this train meet was very heavily advertised and more geared for kids than most train meets, it was somewhat busy. All of the boys had a good time though and the kids had a lot to talk about when they got home. I had a great day because I had worked overnight Friday night and I was able to sleep all day in a completely quiet house with no interruptions. It's a very rare thing!<br /><br /></div><div align="left">Here are some pics from the day:</div><div align="center"><br /><em>There was a room filled with track and trains</em></div><div align="center"><em>for the kids to play with.</em></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289043793508937554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixYwTa8TII7GVXiqCuG2t1F8BYDoGLGNb3tU58QHcOdhr0aUNohCFwKsrwSjflbkH1_ccThtZMbm4F1UUzFgoEwaWandp6lpBxq6oo00Ap6cvycLeQAm7DUvbvEJz2v783CxD8ycZk5mY6/s400/DSCF0015.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><em>The boys waiting for a train to come by on the track.</em></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289043994486217586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin89WypcGIJw5kI_9W6UqCUo6zz08NGKUvrjb0amkuAwjXbMTZbLKuiVy0dfm4vbfxJ62RglFbE_yEWupHfEgtX8qthyphenhyphenr3xk0iH5geLQd3-yF-lcu2qX3ldIXTVJ_MCKMBPNiQ_zt-bvbd/s400/DSCF0008.JPG" border="0" />Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-79881420085114126692008-12-31T21:29:00.014-05:002008-12-31T22:20:06.505-05:00Three Christmases in 18hrs!Christmas Eve morning Chris and I spent our anniversary driving to Virginia to visit his mom at Arlington National Cemetery. The weather was terrible when we left Harrisburg but as we drove south it got much dryer. We had been planning this trip for a while so I was really hoping that we didn't have to cancel the trip due to weather. It has been a rough year for him without his mom and I know that I meant a lot to him to be able to "see" her for Christmas.<br /><br />We were back in the Harrisburg area by early afternoon and decided to go to lunch at Red Lobster to celebrate our 8 years of putting up with each other, I mean 8 years of wonderful, blissful marriage!<br /><br />The boys had spent the night before at my mom's house so after lunch we went home, picked up some gifts and headed to her house to pick them up and take them to my sisters for the start of the Christmas madness! She always has a Christmas Eve dinner at her house and we exchange gifts with my family.<br /><br />Here are some picks from Gale's House:<br /><br /><div align="center"><em>Jason and Grayson opening their Hulk punching hands.</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGFsKVsTpq_eIkF8cRUMk8Xmt4YHnhLgQIBDUKrKvEMYpapVFBRmYYTkp_X7fCutd81NNPPjO3SmOk9vV0HSElC_Jq8nPx-_2qsqrha7wZxPauaxH_594apjhG-jlbosdGlyGhYSLBVis/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286152936995168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKGFsKVsTpq_eIkF8cRUMk8Xmt4YHnhLgQIBDUKrKvEMYpapVFBRmYYTkp_X7fCutd81NNPPjO3SmOk9vV0HSElC_Jq8nPx-_2qsqrha7wZxPauaxH_594apjhG-jlbosdGlyGhYSLBVis/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>Gale helping baby Galen open his gift from us: </em></div><div align="center"><em>A Leap Frog steering wheel.</em></div><div align="center"><em></em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286153136298676274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM-MiLKmb2_kSuseGLxUrCglvohQ8bdQV054qhusxtymDBDNFS7GCipezQCxjSAl5DIa_26aLD2lhH8K4aidT4QcSIYApQX-_mct6aO2qa8hEOvoWuPlXtyYYTiuq3zSKJnHIWVS-rRo4x/s400/DSCF0004.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em>The three older boys opening an art gift set from Aunt Britty.</em></div><div align="center"><em>Note the Nerf Tommy Guns in the background and my </em></div><div align="center"><em>brother - in- law drooling over one of them!</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8D_wSGlGdtnXkXorna8Yb2csKsPxk3bgW6jkpPTuvDHC6spqrOdWso95irVqb_-LVw6MyvbTcZx5gYP4ui4kOfvwRJGTOuMBg7xHtGCQRkca_d1Q2IUYyDEHlSlDj7_4d_KtaYWElqEg/s1600-h/DSCF0011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286152810876946034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm8D_wSGlGdtnXkXorna8Yb2csKsPxk3bgW6jkpPTuvDHC6spqrOdWso95irVqb_-LVw6MyvbTcZx5gYP4ui4kOfvwRJGTOuMBg7xHtGCQRkca_d1Q2IUYyDEHlSlDj7_4d_KtaYWElqEg/s400/DSCF0011.JPG" border="0" /></a>Then began Christmas at our house. The boys fell asleep on the way home Christmas Eve, so no fighting about staying up to see Santa! This was the first year that we had all of the gifts wrapped before Christmas Eve. Every year now since Jason's first Christmas we have been up all night wrapping gifts and then setting them up under the tree. It was so nice this year to be asleep by midnight! </div><div align="center"><br /><em>Our tree Christmas Eve</em></div><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_TnzS2q0DKJaNuFFzNm-uRZvtXtZFatZVeTtGxLBpvxyumkOvGug7ieEa3tXvIXewuQEySOCydXucs4cHjb_kIXIhfuLCTjUK4PdGNb33pAcKBxr03LCykVtBCSBObQfLm_l37Q8MRUm2/s1600-h/DSCF0001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286152358876812162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_TnzS2q0DKJaNuFFzNm-uRZvtXtZFatZVeTtGxLBpvxyumkOvGug7ieEa3tXvIXewuQEySOCydXucs4cHjb_kIXIhfuLCTjUK4PdGNb33pAcKBxr03LCykVtBCSBObQfLm_l37Q8MRUm2/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We hung their stockings next to their beds this year, so when they woke up that was the first thing they saw. It was nice because it gave me time to wake up and get ready to go downstairs.</div><div align="center"><br /><em>Jason dumping his stocking out on his bed</em></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN025q6rYryVHkV7uI5h-q0tjGpl3Tej7YhWLRPxG_dgdrlc36CkCLSznlBujx7VlVnAgkY4RBkIijhFthcNu1r34IbTb1NjhnW4ds7UDakz7KNUupfUIKFTgTxh6JQRD8j6Csi38OdkdW/s1600-h/DSCF0007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286151693815065026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN025q6rYryVHkV7uI5h-q0tjGpl3Tej7YhWLRPxG_dgdrlc36CkCLSznlBujx7VlVnAgkY4RBkIijhFthcNu1r34IbTb1NjhnW4ds7UDakz7KNUupfUIKFTgTxh6JQRD8j6Csi38OdkdW/s400/DSCF0007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Grayson with his stocking</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXnHYfxNQ2n3vOYajcbHRx_Ug9yLyMXXdOX5AtLNC42nt3UiWzOaUJQ4TM0JW99eZJm63D-p-WNTOirrA7PpISaqVy17GJvW8njLBO1rSl6F6AieLnRcClLBWqR_XWSjv7FApWR8Y8ZfLC/s1600-h/DSCF0008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286151585499090658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXnHYfxNQ2n3vOYajcbHRx_Ug9yLyMXXdOX5AtLNC42nt3UiWzOaUJQ4TM0JW99eZJm63D-p-WNTOirrA7PpISaqVy17GJvW8njLBO1rSl6F6AieLnRcClLBWqR_XWSjv7FApWR8Y8ZfLC/s400/DSCF0008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Jason with his Sonic shirt.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJAFCXvP_1ZIHMGODg-fxHYfqJKWBlctBTKf_Yord-lkULT4D037UE3YOTg3YOdO0X8oIm6bL4P__fZUm75hUVr2r757ab_EvNEjKTwRY6dQUDB0HGF5lEP0CR5895UONa-1fGgIY1h8NS/s1600-h/DSCF0025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286151093315502322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJAFCXvP_1ZIHMGODg-fxHYfqJKWBlctBTKf_Yord-lkULT4D037UE3YOTg3YOdO0X8oIm6bL4P__fZUm75hUVr2r757ab_EvNEjKTwRY6dQUDB0HGF5lEP0CR5895UONa-1fGgIY1h8NS/s400/DSCF0025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Grayson with his cars Lego's.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4GNW0PM1PlSK_tYgak1FOH8P3HFv7KYO9QGn3ee-aLC1tCVsnOlLBr5d-KsUKAc-ChBak7SrLa4lcx4NxOA0OfYK2qYnwNDHdPT1tUt1aYLXHnqW4CcBYVBUeZA3mej_vB_M0m0GMu8dP/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286150701196324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4GNW0PM1PlSK_tYgak1FOH8P3HFv7KYO9QGn3ee-aLC1tCVsnOlLBr5d-KsUKAc-ChBak7SrLa4lcx4NxOA0OfYK2qYnwNDHdPT1tUt1aYLXHnqW4CcBYVBUeZA3mej_vB_M0m0GMu8dP/s400/DSCF0039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Jason opening his Nintendo DS and games.</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2Ib5yC_2k9AXlMfVXOUX1t3hfukzaAN7JbJkP1LXUpIaWG5PgC6uPRbLdQSr9pQq1Xi62_-T4q4nG8s8FjmQqzKq_GWmIZBhlKBuzqocnQeMHssfeybf37v1-k0COVl1BQEKHaC0_kEh/s1600-h/DSCF0045.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286150497688980114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2Ib5yC_2k9AXlMfVXOUX1t3hfukzaAN7JbJkP1LXUpIaWG5PgC6uPRbLdQSr9pQq1Xi62_-T4q4nG8s8FjmQqzKq_GWmIZBhlKBuzqocnQeMHssfeybf37v1-k0COVl1BQEKHaC0_kEh/s400/DSCF0045.JPG" border="0" /></a>Then it was off to Chris' brother's house to spend the remainder of Christmas Day with his family. I had to leave early to go to work. :( <br /></div><div align="center"><br /><em>I love this pic of Grayson trying to explain something to Chris.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4EQWQYy_27OcjXDLEornX2XxS9uHl9VhMfF7vDI4jWv8FX3YDf85t0oxWuf1m_D-b-WHK5XfruDDkYNMo5GXnYadl9Jk_G8qO06CAUYfa_c49CXmcCcaanFABQy9xPOWCesGWbKfyXlYg/s1600-h/DSCF0003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286150164985532194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4EQWQYy_27OcjXDLEornX2XxS9uHl9VhMfF7vDI4jWv8FX3YDf85t0oxWuf1m_D-b-WHK5XfruDDkYNMo5GXnYadl9Jk_G8qO06CAUYfa_c49CXmcCcaanFABQy9xPOWCesGWbKfyXlYg/s400/DSCF0003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Three of my nieces and Jason playing with Sarah's </em></div><div align="center"><em>paper princess dolls.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIeEqLDoZgL5pFF0EZeMONbK7oQVEvFo6l7M0UDNef6YmBlfMyqWiVnu1idvGnXVL3lla9pzNP_wYh58ksnlcgcDvzTPvkG_fX-LsG7EeKHomuaj4MVFkXXXAcAr0t0g31TAv5FA3cvClv/s1600-h/DSCF0002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286149961180288946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIeEqLDoZgL5pFF0EZeMONbK7oQVEvFo6l7M0UDNef6YmBlfMyqWiVnu1idvGnXVL3lla9pzNP_wYh58ksnlcgcDvzTPvkG_fX-LsG7EeKHomuaj4MVFkXXXAcAr0t0g31TAv5FA3cvClv/s400/DSCF0002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>My father-in-law handing out the presents</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoGgO3t53P73DDj2DUxPN1-Dmns1T43SBMjoTfRbitiSHVYK_fqtGjvNV1nHfyaLRS-Z4b7qxx8-22GQqVWXcd74MbXh1et_2IWzILtlf0Nc6Z8fDmliWXKG1AvjJWaA8dic7yH33Dkh5/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286149579311628338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvoGgO3t53P73DDj2DUxPN1-Dmns1T43SBMjoTfRbitiSHVYK_fqtGjvNV1nHfyaLRS-Z4b7qxx8-22GQqVWXcd74MbXh1et_2IWzILtlf0Nc6Z8fDmliWXKG1AvjJWaA8dic7yH33Dkh5/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Overall, Christmas was exhausting this year but worth it all. The boys had a great time and loved all the presents they got. Now I just have to figure out where to put it all!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and that the New Year brings you all hope and peace.<br /><br /><div> </div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-23807352064195609612008-12-15T20:32:00.010-05:002008-12-17T21:28:59.586-05:00Paradise ExpressOn Sunday Chris and I took the boys to the <a href="http://www.strasburgrailroad.com/">Strasburg Railroad </a>for a train ride with Santa. My sister, Gale, and her two sons tagged along. We bought tickets for the 1pm train and we were on our way from Harrisburg to Strasburg by 11:15am. It is normally just over an hour drive from our house. About 10 minutes from our house we hit stop and go traffic. I thought we were going to be late! Fortunately there was a small fender bender holding up traffic and then a little further up the road was closed and we had to take a small detour. We made it to the railroad by 12:30. Just enough time to visit the potty, ride the little hand crank trains and get ready for our ride on the big train. The following pictures are in opposite order of when they happened because blogger uploads my pics in the wrong order and I don't have time to fix it right now!<br /><p align="center"><em>This is the last thing we did. I took the 3 oldest boys for a train ride on the Cagney Train. Its basically a miniature steam engine. It takes you up and then it uncouples from one end, reattaches to the other end and pulls you back to the station. Its probably only about a 10 min ride. The kids loved every minute of it though.</em></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHHIZVhRxH_k4AEJTz9D3DihjdKk2mT-moRRTkDpYcaJkApaGX21o-uL5AKkLk4NfoA0A1xlCmYVIAOCOt3313qbGKG5dHDg-j9k_phBY0bvx8S2OZeqYvbTnQsv-iOUAbj3zbTtMxgjRn/s1600-h/DSCF0066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280945181895716306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHHIZVhRxH_k4AEJTz9D3DihjdKk2mT-moRRTkDpYcaJkApaGX21o-uL5AKkLk4NfoA0A1xlCmYVIAOCOt3313qbGKG5dHDg-j9k_phBY0bvx8S2OZeqYvbTnQsv-iOUAbj3zbTtMxgjRn/s400/DSCF0066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>I love this picture. It has to be one of the best pictures I have ever taken. It's a picture of my sister Gale and her 5month old son, Galen on the train.</em></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh8PtweqJWQZuqxGBwo2qbTYHNUbH2QSuaLP4Jo-UYoZxNkfjwrNCs1olMU3DuFHJakIdvVMvbfACYunPuxKNG6XrkLBxt_jeXc2HGK5gEfo3RzBNjHCJ3tvaR9MvVQ1xjHVP2ZarBCBMt/s1600-h/DSCF0036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944892647236450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh8PtweqJWQZuqxGBwo2qbTYHNUbH2QSuaLP4Jo-UYoZxNkfjwrNCs1olMU3DuFHJakIdvVMvbfACYunPuxKNG6XrkLBxt_jeXc2HGK5gEfo3RzBNjHCJ3tvaR9MvVQ1xjHVP2ZarBCBMt/s400/DSCF0036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>The sun was in their eyes!</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9g2GVpNUQzyG97Bjv8tVn6QoyrFJvkTX1z4Oa9hBa6hny15eTVa2p1i2vQH1Hib3LosrPaXMOpnUzYTPBgC0umTrBY2j5H3eku08i5HAI_cKVBmBe2zezFsd7hi0EnoxtEgdnE8rAQzJD/s1600-h/DSCF0042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944748349179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9g2GVpNUQzyG97Bjv8tVn6QoyrFJvkTX1z4Oa9hBa6hny15eTVa2p1i2vQH1Hib3LosrPaXMOpnUzYTPBgC0umTrBY2j5H3eku08i5HAI_cKVBmBe2zezFsd7hi0EnoxtEgdnE8rAQzJD/s400/DSCF0042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Jason and Grayson looking out of the train window while the big train uncoupled and reattached to the other end to pull us back. This is also in Paradise PA. The train takes you from Strasburg to Paradise. The total train ride is about 45 min.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghI39o8rthked0RNxs4roEWfiup7Ma3JRx6fSE79hyphenhyphenvjXorTbPyCfFW6n2ijrSR6ZQlywrgU0xI7oHogRJXtqXxHWZcRHSu1JPq-auHYyc0uRNWxK5sQzT0IwJ6e-jRSnBNOI1wEeIOS90/s1600-h/DSCF0024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944592322060066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghI39o8rthked0RNxs4roEWfiup7Ma3JRx6fSE79hyphenhyphenvjXorTbPyCfFW6n2ijrSR6ZQlywrgU0xI7oHogRJXtqXxHWZcRHSu1JPq-auHYyc0uRNWxK5sQzT0IwJ6e-jRSnBNOI1wEeIOS90/s400/DSCF0024.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>The 3 older boys at the beginning of the ride with the little safes that Santa gave them. Each safe contained a railroad coin. Unfortunately every ride or activity costs at least 2 coins. They each kept their coins as keepsakes. They were shiny and new!</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVemmAGszEzxTJmRHBD7w1XOEfjTC2D0MHBUpl8RXp1WbxvsbNyHP4CQXVaVlZHcb2m-fIlcPcYBhYVR3nnvJgVJnZEbDPm0RMW0YvpyC_i4ynPW-PpFrJ3RMpZYLIW0pZXKxxxLz67_5o/s1600-h/DSCF0019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944448157713522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVemmAGszEzxTJmRHBD7w1XOEfjTC2D0MHBUpl8RXp1WbxvsbNyHP4CQXVaVlZHcb2m-fIlcPcYBhYVR3nnvJgVJnZEbDPm0RMW0YvpyC_i4ynPW-PpFrJ3RMpZYLIW0pZXKxxxLz67_5o/s400/DSCF0019.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>The three boys standing in front of the engine just before we left the station. We were in the first coach on the way there and the last coach on the way back.</em><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWAWCvtCd7pGDQQ-C1zLPpbwBuED3hpiT7i_YbpD-MuLsMVTx1wEtF6dj6RJWC4NEx-1cZlxz4WPvDuuCsVfuWhzgtEysYyBOU4Tn_zEPyGaPFIHAWQoJHgmnpX2G7p98CcjhpmMdDsz2/s1600-h/DSCF0005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944230632865442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIWAWCvtCd7pGDQQ-C1zLPpbwBuED3hpiT7i_YbpD-MuLsMVTx1wEtF6dj6RJWC4NEx-1cZlxz4WPvDuuCsVfuWhzgtEysYyBOU4Tn_zEPyGaPFIHAWQoJHgmnpX2G7p98CcjhpmMdDsz2/s400/DSCF0005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Jason and Grayson with Santa on the train.</em><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSkVLv__9GEk8x6E5ItXLoHUHALDfv3aInWksL2O9uZj4iRlGB3o0zaaAklJT-ANPov09FRtXyBPrPGiepJNXLvhv1JHKHidiKQFQUEp_bZTw_vvauwqongINTAjMKKTwSucV4Ga9-ICj/s1600-h/DSCF0013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280944069260443794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSkVLv__9GEk8x6E5ItXLoHUHALDfv3aInWksL2O9uZj4iRlGB3o0zaaAklJT-ANPov09FRtXyBPrPGiepJNXLvhv1JHKHidiKQFQUEp_bZTw_vvauwqongINTAjMKKTwSucV4Ga9-ICj/s400/DSCF0013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After our train rides we headed back to Harrisburg. We decided to take all the boys to Chuck E. Cheese for dinner and some more play time. I think the boys all had a fun, exhausting day.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-85923310977055564832008-12-10T13:15:00.007-05:002008-12-10T17:23:53.452-05:00Walking in a Winter Wonderland!Yesterday we took the boys to a Christmas Lights Walk. I am not sure what it is really called, but you walk around and look at Christmas lights. Its very nice and the kids loved it.<br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><em>One of the buildings had a "Plinko" game the kids played for free</em></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbfpVanpDx6lVuYmi7eK09IEtDHCmlGOWJZETcamYf6TSyFejfC88ZtK89hAqk3yo5Cy0akq2JMz8YU7SJY_nEwFscsgXJ4W-9zk2k9L0KlslSTArH-Q19TvUOz8X8rsJkJgZxsLVg1vD/s1600-h/DSCF0030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278229128885216162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbfpVanpDx6lVuYmi7eK09IEtDHCmlGOWJZETcamYf6TSyFejfC88ZtK89hAqk3yo5Cy0akq2JMz8YU7SJY_nEwFscsgXJ4W-9zk2k9L0KlslSTArH-Q19TvUOz8X8rsJkJgZxsLVg1vD/s400/DSCF0030.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>Jason and Grayson with their friends Austin and Echo</em></p><br /><div align="center"><em></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEclYUBXqZfjocANBNcI7BgaorTHDJpmODA8z9Qp4cjGA-HIoU5nmk75DnVJj_eK8yo_huLnYkAJ35nTQEc83l7M_ye-nnsxsGVB428pNsUTBGwDPqesvuYR3tCXPw_G8txDI75GV_SQov/s1600-h/DSCF0039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278228866820770034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEclYUBXqZfjocANBNcI7BgaorTHDJpmODA8z9Qp4cjGA-HIoU5nmk75DnVJj_eK8yo_huLnYkAJ35nTQEc83l7M_ye-nnsxsGVB428pNsUTBGwDPqesvuYR3tCXPw_G8txDI75GV_SQov/s400/DSCF0039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><em>All 4 in Santa's Sleigh</em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5UaYV0WX9KFpnYugDO_ML2JMkCfH-XO97oJzwXjNossZN4SzgJfqhytmPX0k2eSn_T3dN8eZozrQ0OkO0ACOe6YyE8uyD49NsOsN4j4OFOoyxOJeQxLsfWgfsm_2c-z49SEMe6W5hyphenhyphenxf/s1600-h/DSCF0066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278228645047724194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM5UaYV0WX9KFpnYugDO_ML2JMkCfH-XO97oJzwXjNossZN4SzgJfqhytmPX0k2eSn_T3dN8eZozrQ0OkO0ACOe6YyE8uyD49NsOsN4j4OFOoyxOJeQxLsfWgfsm_2c-z49SEMe6W5hyphenhyphenxf/s400/DSCF0066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Now Jason visiting Santa</em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BCGzpF-jcFHJMn5V1bmWNIdvkE61IdcI6acQ3NX7dAKPCdAKYPn22EfOZ3n7PPYS-zRY50H5GxY3aIhMdJ86Cv2WWi8bbY2JZn7jt2VkfCkiI-vRQBTqWTe2NEhDpYF36ufMVXb85_oZ/s1600-h/DSCF0076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278228404981158450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BCGzpF-jcFHJMn5V1bmWNIdvkE61IdcI6acQ3NX7dAKPCdAKYPn22EfOZ3n7PPYS-zRY50H5GxY3aIhMdJ86Cv2WWi8bbY2JZn7jt2VkfCkiI-vRQBTqWTe2NEhDpYF36ufMVXb85_oZ/s400/DSCF0076.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em>Grayson with Santa</em><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPs1M4Qzl4US4CcZtTYlEug2c3nbBZ6w-LfmqjhLJj0_vPzr3LpVvZONfQGozoZOXNCb4Rqf2vK0M9NukHcbM_z4tjHdP_W8FStsc0EvzGNuQl5BsVK8IjB4UhVENSqRWZYpgX5UMFw5-/s1600-h/DSCF0079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278228279804428066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWPs1M4Qzl4US4CcZtTYlEug2c3nbBZ6w-LfmqjhLJj0_vPzr3LpVvZONfQGozoZOXNCb4Rqf2vK0M9NukHcbM_z4tjHdP_W8FStsc0EvzGNuQl5BsVK8IjB4UhVENSqRWZYpgX5UMFw5-/s400/DSCF0079.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-51574643749239047542008-12-02T16:31:00.004-05:002008-12-02T16:35:36.977-05:00First Snow!<div><div>We had our first snow just before Thanksgiving. Jason had fun playing in it. He made me go out to the shed and get his little shovel. He was shoveling the snow in the back yard because I told him there was no snow on the sidewalk to shovel. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275309174730174194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXzyqb-GxmNEgXMChPzMDpL1u2ufY4WHZi2QTk8ZFnS1zmeqxVGkFJ8jaG-oI8Tep_lHKtilIWtgOePDY7-QYNEb41XGXWsEObB3856phP6y0Z0E2srtcwTlOmnF66U-9fBPdQTJqnOcuJ/s400/DSCF0021.JPG" border="0" />He can't wait for the next snowstorm, but then again he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doesn't</span> have to drive in it either!<br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275309257420041106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYJplWifIjTqrsPEKZj4pcA8lZAK7rt8HU_r0yVoTzY37FnO3EHzBKujHWNbdvBpIT5d2GEKTQ_Q_g81dLFUKro2_opP-EvqO7By6QukYzA3jzB0iWbjw3ITMPfqONoYxBzAtR-XcWyDNy/s400/DSCF0027.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-47731003047229753372008-12-02T16:24:00.004-05:002008-12-02T16:31:27.679-05:00Santa is coming to townHe actually came early this year. The boys got to see Santa before Thanksgiving. Bass Pro Shops have a Santa and North Pole set up by the boat section at the Harrisburg Mall. They give you a free photo and then if you want more you can go online and order more. Its actually very cute and they have a nice set up. There are also activities for the kids. You can take your own pictures as well. Here are two pictures that I took.<br /><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em>This is my favorite of the two.</em><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275307514067967010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO53AbLS8QCutcG9jRBeLVT6VVEVKMjm00JXwsxy0rYRSekw1tG9ChwEhaEo36XkOUVWDkfPFFptD_N_qWndXPm5tat-rjzHVat0Lw6n_4ZB7crxoseze8yjPQ2-wYOrEd6a2QOyfghJw5/s400/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center"><em>"Smile and look like good little boys"</em><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275307622099698706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbz08F6hshX3T9AnDF2B9a0U3n45ZRI9bHu08VblGrf2cgvMwpUP2yEZ75aYZP1ZYy9D8qRiRe2FPSI39zErUKhbJEX-k2gFkp2py1U88IQqkMb4kymipiM79bmqwBTwhPe_h-p5QfxRp/s400/DSCF0002.JPG" border="0" />I recommend checking it out. We also walked down to look at the sand castle in the center of the mall this year. It's very intricate but not as monstrous as previous years. I would have like to see it a little bigger.Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-37352921781573664022008-12-02T16:14:00.006-05:002008-12-02T16:24:32.778-05:00Jason's first school program<div align="justify">Jason had his first staged school program a few weeks ago. All of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">kindergartners</span> were on stage and they sang Thanksgiving/Fall songs. It was really cute to see all the kids singing. I wish I had taken my camcorder!</div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="center"><em>Jason is standing to the left of the waving girl.</em><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275305101710319186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0zeK4eUaOb4jrrrsxjIvFEnUVj3xEUQH2BKUcPO2U3SAo3czQ17Wh8aMdL2bJM-fJQ0G97h-QWtYNYa2GiOB8K6vOG3pk7XJfZ5H8LmzFoh-5IOdhTuzX36qHMRJ59ETNdT_-pwJRAuVQ/s320/DSCF0004.JPG" border="0" /><em></em> <p align="center"><br /> </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275305204099264402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicCkq1-PRsrmm87Sz1HI_gTp-dLlCK0ePuAhNbr4e5t_INQ64EyHG24vEH5JqVIZM_24B1gEFaJUAm_UTvNDobPYsuXCW9qgvsA5CTe8dmT0v7FLLDxcKPDpqIei9pC70tynV0RSa1hOfX/s320/DSCF0008.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><em>At the end parents were allowed to come up and take pics.</em></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275305295480407890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6F0QotXBc_JAjS2xhDYqRJ_UbGRdphVFjyIQSjNSUsYVgYWnGnXxC1Cy53AvwIG8M2LLd9dUlbAdR6rx2WuDohbksIILrQqtxzhKzpXBH3nOM6MkIiXEDj871E3e6Z_mWtl-JIlvaDj2E/s320/DSCF0019.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br /><em>Jason leaving the stage with his class.</em><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275305389156518850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhptFIKorFdGrRSTtQqVUAQRLecX9wfeDJjSgVt0IOwN3kFydxgsD9E3bqBtf1Cgvr_jfI_yB-M4fkqbyFjMoPxJWBA8_V28im6EvXJAFGtvjAJ_Qus5epf9ZTYpWyF1iNKfhEyghth6-/s320/DSCF0020.JPG" border="0" />Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-26925676324829286192008-11-16T14:51:00.006-05:002008-11-16T15:04:04.812-05:00The Making of a Jack-O-Lantern<div align="left"> This year the boys each got to pick out their own pumpkin for carving. Jason picked out a 35lb pumpkin and Grayson's came in at 33lbs.<br /></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><em></em><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><em>Jason's pumpkin.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269346504181280114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYnTNwZeOJSeljIWLarop0yMaRbHtDoYLpvlrLZsYE4KukxfAtyVw9ZnUqGWqGOuR2cMmlwLS1H0NKEYyc4PVjD1IkPH8XqcJBWaS2xKJy2M6nuw7xHRWtYZkOXCfLhy7HDsspdhSPZqIh/s320/jason+and+grayson+with+pumpkin.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><em>Pulling the top off.</em><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269346826746986658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_F-zU9V2ca5U22Ix9MYFq3n4vyQKTEcUiNF6MXPXtfY5lXsKtfN_1967pOI8ueOX47zImGaO_J6azRhx4R__uY4hIno1rzo4pscnHQscI4bdWJdCDwYaVvWpIAwmYbA0Cxl7RRYYW3md/s320/pulling+the+top+off.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><em>Finished!</em><br /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269346961057635346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHdGZsianG30p0ntn-zgP4C7ZPkyNaErrW2OYn2ayCop-RTZzG3SYxnfN8aA4k1VNpvlhvxE6owVe_7Qh7sYZGFscr6qkzaxx5TM1Wuz2B8GLSVFwCLhxwVCt7rojuQd5wvlG5MyIa8xrr/s320/finished+jack+o+lantern.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p>They had a lot of fun but refused to touch the inside of the pumpkin. Chris carved Grayson's pumpkin the next day but didnt take pictures. The only picture we have of his pumpkin is in the background of some trick-or-treat photos.</p><p align="left"><em>Here's the best one I can zoom in on. </em><br /></p><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269347834967764434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxyDhhjuOpz8QPPZAs-c0n_gazdC0mTr5iuFZprQjXH4XhLo6zuM4hpZ_0GxZO0E3WVop3AOwXkdI3I-d2-mUzG9xRySwj2Fo4HtD0i4o_W1dm7vIy6yoVFdjn6n1slHLC6Y4HjIw4uIji/s320/Grayson+jack+o+lantern.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p><br /></p><br /><p></p>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-75406931937261485292008-11-11T20:25:00.005-05:002008-11-11T20:37:57.850-05:00End of a Season...<div align="left">...soccer season that is. </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left">Jason's last soccer game was last Sun. They ended the season with zero wins but they had fun and that's what matters more. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267577941479929410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8yaGTK_kX5y9ihIc2n7eCVv9dkAbbcx16kS-XzJPHex78L_TP1z73Ktcs9hfyw06o_8SdKzhegm08YYgo709TdkUzSmeNAiRQ_-m1yjr8FGgmZWx5joZGPIHtfKKezoEp3Hdx_OV6T4-4/s400/DSCF0010.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />Jason progressively got better as the season went on. As they lost game after game a few of the kids decided to stop showing up. By the end of the season they were down to 8 players total, which meant that every player had to play the whole game. The last game Jason was the goalie for the first half of the game. He did well but a few goals got past him anyway.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267578238395401538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi61wG4PjNXfMrekFnbhoCBJDuqTLebey0KjtoYME9wAMz3YPSFTZ_EdQfS2aRkVTODhNb7el7JvapDPfCR14z5eAP3ER4DyOBN2CLhdsLFYMdxY65lmORMmh8LtaaZmtKDp4LcnRQubSaV/s400/DSCF0011.JPG" border="0" /><br />After the last game they got a trophy to commemorate the season. Jason was so proud of his trophy that we had to put it on top of the desk so he can see it everyday.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267578549822670034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR8RVeWKJBwZf2OJFMMm8J7wQFDtTmN4SS0Ym22uEmuGwzq6b_Nfv-2LWbUg3SKmTFfTSTnY9GleWgd6kTrcCHp6HgtMDxPvzE_yIiSb63w9KjR3VyaPe0-cKR5FDsX0GUgaETXWftcTLt/s400/DSCF0041.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><em>Jason with Coach Pete. He called Jason the Little Engine that Could because Jason never gave up. He knew very little about soccer when he started but he practiced hard and tried his best and he did it!<br /></em></p>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-21182396082076191302008-11-06T21:16:00.005-05:002008-11-09T10:51:44.798-05:00Its been a long time!<div><br /><div><br /><div>Ok, so I am finally taking the time to post something. So much has been happening so fast that its been nearly impossible to spend enough time on the computer to get anything up here.<br /></div><br /><div>I will start with the most recent and go back a little. </div><br /><br /><div>Halloween was last week and the kids had fun dressing up and going trick or treating! We walked around the neighborhood, which is always nice as we don't get much of a chance to meet new neighbors or interact with old ones.<br /></div><br /><div>Here are some pics. Grayson was Spiderman and Jason was Iron Man.</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266684758620498562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSgEQzUzmJTw9Uw6wa4VS3nHlVq01eXNE73SlnVFblnBvZWApp_nwcYNqzjcky-4plPfKSjvQjFYFTddVinAO4lnsPBYAZHen7savwXJh8XZm2L77aqf4x-VUQ1TcYCM0NcjQ_WzoruXZE/s320/DSCF0062.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266684973388339058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5bK4sLaPUwWvoXw7CJ3z8B_fKMbcE11XFzNkE6kVTxxo9kPlPqRgMX9RU8s31m9sq4_C8yhWV5ac33Rxh6z0QPzMED362aBYO1OpmoYArXcr4Jl36hfswa_KbHpMlDD_GMwm1pk9oIZAp/s320/DSCF0060.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266684612252193074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc57FLr76fi3Itoik-3PGP4DetKaviXiZRf4bO9TMtxVAcQgR30_heuAw-XOn6UmOeD4DsFI2iQGX_qYUnrJWNje3_mtNNkSsGFUgf65UTrpDklJQVGwq2iADfnUSuuPFd5Ds_GFCxDt78/s320/DSCF0067.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><br /><p>They had a lot of fun and got way too much candy!</p><br /><p>Hopefully I will have another post up soon!!</p>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-86067864047136331612008-10-12T15:46:00.002-04:002008-10-12T15:48:52.115-04:00Computer IssuesFor anyone who actually reads my blog, I will be posting stuff soon.<br /><br />Our computer was attacked by a virus. We now have the laptop hooked to the internet and it has been a slow process to get everything going again. Fortunately we didnt lose and pictures or files due to the virus, it just made it very hard to use the computer.<br /><br />Anyway, check back soon for new updates on the kids and our family.<br />Thanks for reading.Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-80862874845986614402008-09-13T16:13:00.009-04:002008-09-13T16:49:53.258-04:00McClure Bean Soup FestivalOn Thursday, Chris and I drove back to my hometown to attend the 115th annual <a href="http://www.mcclurebeansoup.com/">Bean Soup Festival</a>. Its just a small carnival that they hold in my hometown every year. It is also, where, 15yrs ago I bungee jumped. Yes, I was only 14 and trust me, age has taught me fear!<br /><br /><div align="right"><br /></div><div align="left">They no longer offer bungee jumping, or much of anything else for that matter, but the kids still had lots of fun. We got the wristband option for the rides, which was better in the long run. They got to ride for 5hrs for $15 each. The rides weren't that great but they had hours of fun for $30, so it was worth it. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="center"><em>The kids loved riding on the Disney Characters</em><br /><em>but the ride didn't go up and down like</em><br /><em>it is supposed to.</em></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245606962839692994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFXUmq5KqcXXO8ECcOyPF_pJZ0QjeI9ofionxYYt_BnKOha28tRSeBo4y2tctMA1LrYLA7rYqzDuF_ONHQoWcCNvo536WSuT0OwMV58ADzBPqLZwuUKtdh2yAWISYv9vzVHGHEJ6bOean/s320/DSCF0006.JPG" border="0" /> <em>They must have gone down this slide<br />about 50 times, which paid for the wristband.<br /></em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245607492918175570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUxAu3PLfH8gf_rZqUOsZM6VBz4HW4T6jPnTnIyPWC0mqx1mthrim3aaVByuZM4qrdZzGZJuAdq4Bbfczdd9PoeGYiSJRnNEfZIm0vvNx6Yzy1dYgwV1UJH1TngePesMfy7Pcd7sx5kd5c/s320/DSCF0015.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em>I got suckered onto the Ferris wheel. I hate Ferris Wheels</em><em> and Jason had already ridden it 3 times by himself.</em><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245607795620603442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixXdGK46x8CAKy2Gp3T1EQmuxxZ6fCb-1b6KP9QmBC35c6fY0K_oHddioFQqeS_XB0g9o0sXSf5WMRVdgk2q-EHYrKe82cG7EIcC3qGv-a6Uz_jPadhM9JzhusP22Z-q1pYLCWRg2PQvsw/s320/DSCF0045.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em>Grayson on the Jet Ski ride. It went really fast and they both liked it.</em><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245608039695539218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7KtVV1LVj4WLc7POs3qF_4johuaKmXqcmYAUiauZLOjclAO8tw1uCCCsAGSPURlsY9LpiCUnUjVHzHRqEDkCz-_0SAeLeDSTqOo3Du3Gb7sbDgvwMeRhypmTWUaetUu78wheSINUETyV/s320/DSCF0044.JPG" border="0" /><br /><em>Jason and Grayson on the "bus" with their cousin Ethan.</em><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245608292662189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL9CH-QS6FBy2PcL1yGnweuo8CtUti0X53aAkTNTJBGq4FsAJBoQ58e896YB6T7aJS0hID7xDG6-6khxm_s4A6qMh0SypVV1my-3H5TAXvogKyGWyYPLTDxaN3wqapKK6pL7S2E_hFqB1E/s320/DSCF0017.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="left">We ended up leaving the carnival around 9:30. Jason had school the next morning and it was an hour drive home. They both fell asleep in the car and Grayson slept until 10am the next morning! They keep asking when they can go again. I guess they had fun! <br /></p>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6286356932870292299.post-78862496929341758942008-09-09T23:23:00.007-04:002008-09-09T23:49:00.106-04:00MHO Family Summer Picnic<div align="left">Being a person who loves summertime I am quite upset about it being over already. I love the holidays and the smells of fall but I will miss the summer activites. One of the activities that ended the summer was my mom's group summer picnic. The kids had a lot of fun despite the freezing cold pool water.</div><div align="center"><br /><em>Grayson must have jumped into the pool 50 times.</em></div><div align="center"><em>He loved it!<br /></div></em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244231353330028914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPue_FQlTQg8dNjk8pU0Yx45gq31C6Ko4JbZH7KRHJbodiLfSeB6OOUiYHEs-33MX0TfWe09uy0FkeiQ9f5ujC2fZ1kqn9lPXeq3kbp2HC4k_EXhkNF4YOuWbqv0j0GkdE3HItlTXmSJJ4/s320/grayson+jumping+in+pool.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> <em>I love this pic of Jason swimming with </em><em>the sun behind him.</em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244231494535439682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcfW1FxaMa5epabBWmEpiuy6UbXQkapUZjrWymIdYvVOyTeN-BkkdKaXfyc0qw4GvROv7u31Lyk1rQJ70MjY1Jf6HkGGhNklfV4TP0TgeXVot-UJFNkn8T3oLC5JLHN20o8AsOIwaadd2T/s320/Jason+swimming.jpg" border="0" /> </p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center"><em>Grayson swining after closing the pool because he threw up in it!</em></p><p align="center"><em>Leave it to my child to throw up in the pool!</em></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244231641143710866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwNzfUomdQRqLg-1AOgkLpZFW-4xCO-dj4xV8FCf7Y1hGpW-Q5TPVE7DxXOdSRLhtBZGjHZDKEPfd9FN_IcPrxFuE8I29rlKN-TCvO-b6dwAvxZ1GerkPrvRZwVfREg1Movqwb0IeyDf-R/s320/grayson+swinging.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> <em>Jason playing on the seesaw! <br /></em><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244231828823174178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXWyt2HvGR52rrSzTcWbccXqrqQkEd8oLyneIPZcDTtVrsU2EjHPPqSdBWI-C-u3KsnNnC-HlFZ70uPKe6qAr5Exdcj7NqDcIAoPeo0vEvP9hQGbtPiF8OounGlTxYskHea-VtZNH3KTvA/s320/jason+seesaw.jpg" border="0" /><br /></p><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzqJPzYe8dc0sfdxBkw6fcqDTSeotsWsRGsJRIXYJk67DlaOW02C7eYwHMJDnMETJ_KFagUNeIN44ItlqTs-A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Traditional Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00616040527116231550noreply@blogger.com2