tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-246448712024-03-12T21:13:19.627-05:00Harris ChroniclesAngiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.comBlogger560125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-52968032143835600632012-04-27T19:10:00.000-05:002012-07-08T19:10:31.725-05:00Happy 90th (and 85th) Birthday!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My grandfather turned 90 at the end of March. My grandma's 85th birthday was just 10 days later, so we had one big party for both. I didn't take very many pictures, between helping and taking a nap in the middle of the party. My grandparents are in the above photo with the family tree quilt I made for Grandpa. (You can't tell from this photo, but the portraits of their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren were stitched into the quilt. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2ojzf_fwBI/T_n8vmZXjSI/AAAAAAAAGGw/jf_IPQkrdD0/s1600/IMG_9607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2ojzf_fwBI/T_n8vmZXjSI/AAAAAAAAGGw/jf_IPQkrdD0/s640/IMG_9607.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>
Picture of me with my brother and sister.<br />
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Mark and Teri<br />
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My aunt Jeannette with her 5 grandchildren.<br />
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Cutting Grandma's cake for the reception<br />
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Relaxing after helping Grandma with yardwork.<br />
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Everyone was taking family pictures, using the quilt as the background. Christopher wanted to get in all of the pictures.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-76016038493295750572012-04-10T21:16:00.000-05:002012-04-10T21:16:11.218-05:00Spring Break<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This wasn't actually our Spring Break, but this was the beginning of Beth's break. It was so great to see Amanda and Beth.<br />
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It RAINED almost our whole spring break, so we spent time painting pottery and at the Philbrook. The kids had a great time, but would have loved being outside, too.<br />
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For one weekend of our Spring Break, we went to KC. Our good friends, the Brockways, have just moved north of there. We visited before they've even had a chance to fully move-in.<br />
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We also got to see some of our closest friends from Alaska, the Krabbenhofts. We hadn't seen them since we left Alaska, five years earlier.<br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-10030631605322974942012-03-15T19:00:00.001-05:002012-03-15T19:01:23.708-05:00Typing<div><p>I took a typing class in 10th grade. Ashlyn is learning through a BBC game in first grade.</p>
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On Tuesday, Christopher was able to cut his own pancakes. He was so excited that he waved his fork in the air as a bite went flying. Later, as I was washing the sticky off of his hands in the sink, he said that he wished he could wash dishes. Well, you CAN wash the dishes. (BTW, my dishwasher had been broken for a month, so all hand washing.) He was so excited to get to wash dishes, "Oh, Mommy, can you TEACH me to wash dishes?!" The floor and all of his clothing was soaked. "Can I wash the dishes AGAIN?" OH YES!</div>
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This morning, Ashlyn decided that Christopher should look like Abraham Lincoln. So, she did this:</div>
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It did wash right off, thank goodness!</div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-13381407851752420292012-02-19T22:03:00.000-06:002012-02-19T22:03:12.764-06:00In the past 7 months...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I know that it has been awhile since I have posted. Even when I have the best of intentions, I don't seem to get around to blogging. We'll see if I can give you a few highlights, and then try to keep up a bit better. No promises. </div>
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July 2011-slip n slide with the neighbor kids</div>
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Celebrating Granny's 60th birthday<br />
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August 2011-Silver Dollar City<br />
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Visiting Russellville, Uncle Bill gets a "favorite uncle" award for taking a very happy Christopher fishing in temps over 100 degrees.<br />
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Ashlyn falls in love with "Lucky"<br />
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Jacob turns 7<br />
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Celebrating Mark and Morgan's wedding!<br />
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Day at Girl Scout Camp-Tallchief<br />
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First Day of School<br />
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September 2011-finally cool enough to take the sillies to the zoo<br />
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October 2011-Ashlyn and her BFF, Lilly spent a day at the Philbrook<br />
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Ashlyn gives a ballet performance at dance class<br />
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November 2011-Daisies work on a Gingerbread house for Philbrook Museum<br />
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Ashlyn and Christopher make art at a Philbrook Second Saturday<br />
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Ashlyn's Daisy troop is in the Jenks Holiday Parade<br />
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Family comes to visit for Thanksgiving, Ranger has been diagnosed with lymphoma and is more spoiled than normal<br />
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Kids visit Santa<br />
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PawPaw helps Ashlyn color<br />
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Uncle Mark creates his own twisted drawing<br />
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December 2011-We visit our Daisy troop's gingerbread house at Philbrook's Festival of Trees<br />
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We say goodbye to Aunt Donna, getting to see Uncle Steve.<br />
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Uncle David and Aunt Julia<br />
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Christopher gets a fishing pole for Christmas and LOVES to practice </div>
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Silver Dollar City Christmas lights<br />
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Kisses for reindeer and Santa at SDC<br />
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Making gingerbread cookies for Santa on Christmas eve<br />
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Ready for church Christmas Eve<br />
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January 2012- Christopher "helps" make his birthday cupcakes<br />
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Ranger and JD at Christopher's 4th birthday party<br />
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Birthday cakes for his party-Superheroes!<br />
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Visit to the park<br />
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Ashlyn loses her first tooth!</div>
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Ashlyn goes to a Girl Scout sleepover at the Jasmine Moran museum<br />
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With Sophie at the museum<br />
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Ashlyn writes her pattern words in shaving cream<br />
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Christopher just plays with the shaving cream<br />
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We said goodbye to our Ranger dog this month, but could hardly stand being pet free. We welcomed a new kitten, Dusty.<br />
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February 2011-Christopher cannot get enough of riding his bike. Good thing the weather has been so warm this winter<br />
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Dusty actually seems to like the children<br />
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He practically sleeps on Ashlyn's head<br />
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Ashlyn was learning about endangered animals<br />
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Took the kids to the National Cowboy Museum in OKC<br />
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They liked the children's area the best<br />
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Hopefully, I can manage to do a little better than I have been on updating. May not be wordy, but I can quickly upload photos.<br />
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-50629501680493431402011-07-31T22:11:00.000-05:002011-07-31T22:11:36.895-05:00More Baseball Pics<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rysqCacTjdw/TjYW7V_ffzI/AAAAAAAAFqw/YSD_Vlu7370/s1600/IMG_2920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rysqCacTjdw/TjYW7V_ffzI/AAAAAAAAFqw/YSD_Vlu7370/s640/IMG_2920.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Christopher's last baseball game was earlier in the month, but I wanted to share a few more photos from different games. He had so much fun!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IphBRFO49sk/TjYXX7ecRhI/AAAAAAAAFrA/H89ZxIM9O84/s1600/IMG_3043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IphBRFO49sk/TjYXX7ecRhI/AAAAAAAAFrA/H89ZxIM9O84/s640/IMG_3043.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-27055833593939187392011-07-28T18:00:00.000-05:002011-07-28T18:00:51.625-05:00Dance Recital<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVzCuk7jdh0/TjHms-oEd2I/AAAAAAAAFqg/qBHMx9mk_Eg/s1600/IMG_2756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pVzCuk7jdh0/TjHms-oEd2I/AAAAAAAAFqg/qBHMx9mk_Eg/s640/IMG_2756.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This photo pretty much sums up Ashlyn's behavior for the day. She was so stressed out that she made the rest of us miserable. She whined and complained and threw tantrums and complained about having a dance recital. </div><br />
And then she started talking to her friends in the class.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNhLHKlWxnE/TjHjXM6QpHI/AAAAAAAAFqM/f50tf02SbWQ/s1600/IMG_2764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dNhLHKlWxnE/TjHjXM6QpHI/AAAAAAAAFqM/f50tf02SbWQ/s640/IMG_2764.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">And had a giant grin on her face during the entire performance.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSBxiHUaUDY/TjHmwyDV4sI/AAAAAAAAFqk/4KCEWI_txwA/s1600/IMG_2769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FSBxiHUaUDY/TjHmwyDV4sI/AAAAAAAAFqk/4KCEWI_txwA/s640/IMG_2769.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br />
Which continued after the performance when Grandma Vicki and PawPaw gave her balloons and a cat. I forgot the dozen roses I had purchased earlier in the day, so Allen bought these tacky fake flowers. Ashlyn LOVED the fake flowers. She was so excited that they would last FOREVER.<br />
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Ashlyn kept telling me that she didn't want to be in dance anymore, until after the recital. Now she tells me that she was "meant to be on stage!"<br />
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(yes, the recital was in May and I am just now posting.)Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-69635537362845670122011-07-05T15:14:00.000-05:002011-07-05T15:14:05.124-05:00New HaircutAshlyn hasn't had her hair cut in a year, when she tried a DIY style. She decided that long hair would be much better and would cry if even a trim was mentioned. Recently, she had decided that shorter hair would be nice again. At first I told her no, assuming that she would change her mind within minutes after getting it cut. Too many tears with every hairbrushing convinced me. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Before</td></tr>
</tbody></table> We went with shoulder length this time. I even talked her into bangs, which she changed her mind about moments after it was too late. They are pretty wispy, so it won't take much to grow again.<br />
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</tbody></table>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-48083141870906923522011-06-30T14:02:00.000-05:002011-06-30T14:02:50.878-05:00Birthdays...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NufllxwJWqE/TgvO4aDsABI/AAAAAAAAFpA/P79V_h6b4CQ/s1600/IMG_2969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NufllxwJWqE/TgvO4aDsABI/AAAAAAAAFpA/P79V_h6b4CQ/s640/IMG_2969.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>Once again, Ashlyn had two birthday parties. Granny made her a heart cake for her family birthday (Ashlyn's choice.)<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9YHPinC-Ms/TgvPRsZOWGI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/IsBCQPUPJ10/s1600/IMG_2995.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9YHPinC-Ms/TgvPRsZOWGI/AAAAAAAAFpQ/IsBCQPUPJ10/s640/IMG_2995.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>On Monday Ashlyn had a pool party, where she invited all of her girl friends. There was a frog near/in the pool that caused a lot of screams and attention.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byvW8-Xzp9w/TgvPae6ZLHI/AAAAAAAAFpY/0xgMlWciqQU/s1600/IMG_3007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byvW8-Xzp9w/TgvPae6ZLHI/AAAAAAAAFpY/0xgMlWciqQU/s640/IMG_3007.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Waiting for everyone to finish their lunch to get to the cake part is, apparently, very boring.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut1XEqCgsdc/TgvPfF1u9jI/AAAAAAAAFpc/WxIdxk0HIG8/s1600/IMG_3020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ut1XEqCgsdc/TgvPfF1u9jI/AAAAAAAAFpc/WxIdxk0HIG8/s640/IMG_3020.jpg" width="426" /></a></div>It was miserably hot here the day of the party- my poor icing was starting to melt. Ashlyn was very happy to get the first piece of rainbow cake. She was also happy to have a second slice of "<a href="http://www.omnomicon.com/rainbowcake">tie dye" cake</a>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5zM_O0r2wk/TgvPyQI9ZcI/AAAAAAAAFpo/6Y_MQfH__k0/s1600/IMG_3038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5zM_O0r2wk/TgvPyQI9ZcI/AAAAAAAAFpo/6Y_MQfH__k0/s640/IMG_3038.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5JyaYo-WYc/TgzG95m3bTI/AAAAAAAAFpw/ealfplvsGMk/s1600/IMG_3011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T5JyaYo-WYc/TgzG95m3bTI/AAAAAAAAFpw/ealfplvsGMk/s640/IMG_3011.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Rather than handing out goodie bags, we gave all of our guests "<a href="http://artsyville.blogspot.com/2011/06/surprise-balls.html">surprise balls.</a>" I just wanted something a little bit different. However, it took a good long while (with my mom's help) to make 23 of them. (We had about 6 left over, so that was a few extra.) Overall, we had a good time, and it was nice to get together with the girls from Ashlyn's class and daisy troop.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtR5XT5rYn8/TgvP4z6HI2I/AAAAAAAAFps/82jlG8CSDLI/s1600/IMG_3039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WtR5XT5rYn8/TgvP4z6HI2I/AAAAAAAAFps/82jlG8CSDLI/s640/IMG_3039.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-64491590042991338572011-06-28T18:07:00.000-05:002011-07-28T18:07:45.287-05:00Now you are 6!Oh Ashlyn,<br />
<div>it seems you will remain my dramatic child. Everything is either the best that ever was, or the very worst in your mind.<br />
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</tbody></table>I appreciate your passion for so many things. Starting school was definitely the highlight of your year!<br />
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</tbody></table>You love your family, and when things are good they are, of course, "the best ever."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">September 2010</td></tr>
</tbody></table>You LOVE to play with your cousins, and I appreciate that you can play independently so much of the time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">October 2010</td></tr>
</tbody></table>You started Girl Scouts this year and are back to dancing. You also have started sewing this year, too. I do love that I have instilled in you the idea of making things for people.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">April 2011</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">May 2011</td></tr>
</tbody></table></div><div>I'm sad to see it all go by so quickly, but look forward to having a big first grader as you count down the time until you are 7. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Happy Birthday, baby girl!</div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-17088002357495050502011-06-17T10:15:00.001-05:002011-06-17T13:32:55.112-05:00First Baseball GameChristopher was so excited about playing baseball! He was running in place and talking about it all day! This is before the game.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's the FLAMES, not lame!<br />
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This is when baseball is going to be the most fun, I think. Or at least, the funniest.<br />
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Christopher is in the center of the photo here, sort of short stop position. Noone was throwing the ball towards the bases to get anyone "out." Every player was in the field, and when the ball was hit, about 5 or 6 would scramble to tackle the ball and hold it up in the air to be returned to the tee. Christopher mostly just stood there.<br />
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This is just as Christopher was about to hit the ball and trudge to first base. Hitting the ball is fun, running the bases, not so much.<br />
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A couple of weeks before the end of school, the Kindergarten had a "Celebration of Learning," centered around Eric Carle.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I was able to be there this time!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-13738202409398334562011-04-03T01:25:00.000-05:002011-04-03T01:25:26.045-05:00Kindergarten Drama<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4YzpBQWVBQU/TZgOGw-kA2I/AAAAAAAAFhc/KWHUL3Mb8L8/s1600/IMG_2160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="423" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4YzpBQWVBQU/TZgOGw-kA2I/AAAAAAAAFhc/KWHUL3Mb8L8/s640/IMG_2160.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>My girl. My girl is beautiful and sensitive and dramatic. She is independent and sweet. Today she sobbed to me that "no one likes me." Whenever she is in trouble, she pulls out this phrase, because did I mention we're a bit dramatic? So at first, I just reassured her that we all like her. Then I realize that she was upset about friends at school. Her teacher had told me a few days ago that there was a bit of girl drama this week. Drama. In Kindergarten. Her teacher didn't fill me in on details, just that 4 girls were trying to play together and weren't meshing too well. I made sure that Ashlyn wasn't being mean, but now I'm thinking that Ashlyn is perhaps the one getting left out. Ack. These are such hard lessons. How to explain that not everybody will like her? How to explain that sometimes people are mean? How to put her in a bubble and protect her?Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-4329383041667405952011-03-23T21:34:00.000-05:002011-03-23T21:34:03.897-05:00BASEBALL!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--3KF-dTffRc/TYqs0oct_8I/AAAAAAAAFhM/LYqIN_lhVXQ/s1600/IMG_2110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="426" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--3KF-dTffRc/TYqs0oct_8I/AAAAAAAAFhM/LYqIN_lhVXQ/s640/IMG_2110.JPG" width="640" /></a></div>This is Christopher's new "baseball face." You apparently bat better with this face. I couldn't help but crack up every time I saw it. He took this very seriously, and didn't like it when Allen made the same face for pitching.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-59939117094616030902011-02-08T19:50:00.000-06:002011-02-08T19:50:39.282-06:00...then you were 3.I could still call you my baby boy last year. You barely spoke. Not that you were quiet. <br />
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<i> </i>The changes over the past year, so amazing.<br />
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<i> </i>You called your sister "Mimi." Your prayers were "Mama-mommy. daddy. A-Men." (We kind of miss those.) We so worried about your language, then it just exploded. It was AMAZING. You have spent the last several months telling us EVERYTHING on your mind.<br />
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I cannot stress how much you love playing ball. Any kind will do.<br />
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You are also quite happy to play dress up with your sister. Once Jackson introduced you to superheroes, you now often play superheroes and princesses.<br />
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You have adapted to going to daycare so incredibly. You like playing with the other kids and playing with Miss Susan and "Grandpa."<br />
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You still absolutely LOVE your sister. I am absolutely amazed with how well you play together. <br />
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Happy (very late) birthday, Christopher! <i> </i>Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-68065963700546921312011-02-07T00:42:00.000-06:002011-02-07T00:42:06.466-06:00Last WeekThe weather was gorgeous last Saturday, so we spent a good part of the day outside. I traced the kids and Ashlyn added her own flair. She is sad (on the right) because Christopher is spitting at her (you can kind of see the dots of spit running along the tops of their arms.)<br />
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Fast forward a few days to SNOW. Tulsa received 14+ inches, with lots of wind. We had major snow drifts in the front. <br />
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Passing out candy was apparently more fun than getting it themselves. <br />
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I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween!Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-84048950332170835252010-09-25T00:22:00.000-05:002010-09-25T00:22:34.185-05:00Maggie and Makena<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"></div>We had more family birthdays in September. Maggie turned 1! <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ2ALogQHfI/AAAAAAAAFWs/vtJ0fUw0J4Q/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ2ALogQHfI/AAAAAAAAFWs/vtJ0fUw0J4Q/s640/IMG_1002.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>A bit of cake for Maggie (which looked much better when we left Tulsa.)<br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ2AfRKI-hI/AAAAAAAAFXM/L35PI7CPH5Y/s1600/IMG_1074.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ2AfRKI-hI/AAAAAAAAFXM/L35PI7CPH5Y/s640/IMG_1074.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>At Makena's birthday party, bouncing. <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yJh-JpCI/AAAAAAAAFVE/V1U050yUR84/s1600/IMG_0819.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yJh-JpCI/AAAAAAAAFVE/V1U050yUR84/s640/IMG_0819.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Last month was Paw Paw's 60th birthday, and we helped celebrate.<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Paw Paw with grandchildren. </div></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yJQ0cVNI/AAAAAAAAFU8/efRrBXf2bIw/s1600/IMG_0811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yJQ0cVNI/AAAAAAAAFU8/efRrBXf2bIw/s640/IMG_0811.JPG" width="427" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Singing</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yKHzFOZI/AAAAAAAAFVM/A6xnulcOWck/s1600/IMG_0824.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1yKHzFOZI/AAAAAAAAFVM/A6xnulcOWck/s640/IMG_0824.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>Christopher at the splash pad. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Ashlyn getting soaked with Hannah and Hayes. </div></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1zQkQa0hI/AAAAAAAAFVc/xBC-BuSyiCU/s1600/IMG_0850.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TJ1zQkQa0hI/AAAAAAAAFVc/xBC-BuSyiCU/s640/IMG_0850.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><br />
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Christopher and I walked Ashlyn to her bus stop, then we drove to school, meeting Daddy to take Ashlyn into her classroom. <br />
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(Bus drivers and Kindergarten teachers need their biggest appreciation for this time of year.)<br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>I thought I would be more upset about my baby growing up and starting school. Her excitement made it hard to be sad.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-19330574191979917622010-08-07T17:43:00.000-05:002010-08-07T17:43:57.109-05:00End of Summer<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TF3gXKPlQCI/AAAAAAAAFTg/ybO9qmZr0mE/s1600/IMG_0694.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TF3gXKPlQCI/AAAAAAAAFTg/ybO9qmZr0mE/s640/IMG_0694.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
The end of our summer is coming far too soon as Ashlyn starts Kindergarten Thursday. I'm not sure what has happened to our summer. Somehow, it doesn't seem like there was near enough time for all of the bike riding, splash pad visiting, swimming at the pool, and picnicking that I wanted to do.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-62594559068032346472010-07-29T11:07:00.002-05:002010-07-29T11:11:03.647-05:00Room RedoBefore:<br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/javascript:void%280%29TFGjeSnCsaI/AAAAAAAAFSo/YDgj4s-e0tg/s1600/IMG_0598.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TFGjeSnCsaI/AAAAAAAAFSo/YDgj4s-e0tg/s640/IMG_0598.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>A few weeks ago, I read <a href="http://myauntjune.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-great-idea.html">this</a>. I loved her "peacock blue." I couldn't think of anywhere that color would work in my house. Then, last week, looking at the colors in our rug, I decided I could do a similar color right in my living room. My kids are at my sister's right now, so this was the perfect time to paint. So, I picked a darker version of the peacock blue. I was finished by 6 pm yesterday. It was very difficult to get the correct color in a photo. It isn't quite this: (needs to be a bit greener)<br />
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Or this: (too green and muted)<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TFGjer9sfLI/AAAAAAAAFSw/DxlzO6mTYnk/s1600/IMG_0617.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TFGjer9sfLI/AAAAAAAAFSw/DxlzO6mTYnk/s640/IMG_0617.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>This was the closest I could get to the correct color:<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TFGjdqRiKsI/AAAAAAAAFSY/kQjGd1Fbe28/s1600/IMG_0625.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TFGjdqRiKsI/AAAAAAAAFSY/kQjGd1Fbe28/s640/IMG_0625.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
Though, I would say it's still a bit brighter than this. (Yes, BRIGHTER.)<br />
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At first, I really liked it. Then, every time I would leave the room, I would come back in and think "Whoa, that's blue!" At one point, I walked in the room and start laughing. Allen is walked in and said "oh, my" a lot. He then started taking photos and texting his mom about the color. I don't know how I feel about it right now, but we're going to live with it for awhile.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11142817054375318711noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24644871.post-61721557742342867642010-07-23T23:38:00.000-05:002010-07-23T23:38:18.658-05:00Family Tour<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON9jaHX7I/AAAAAAAAFPs/DbZWFI_6NvM/s1600/IMG_0213.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON9jaHX7I/AAAAAAAAFPs/DbZWFI_6NvM/s640/IMG_0213.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>A couple of weeks ago, I headed with my mom and kids on a mini family tour. We first drove to Denver, hitting the Denver zoo the first day we were there. We enjoyed seeing family (my aunt, uncle and cousins all live in the Denver area.) However, we managed to be there when everyone was sick! The whole group was never together, so I didn't end up with pics of everyone. <br />
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My cousin Dawn, with her husband, Brad.<br />
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Fortunately, the kids weren't sick, so Ashlyn and Christopher were able to enjoy playing with my cousin, Janelle's daughter, Paige. <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON-So2TyI/AAAAAAAAFP8/UsvqeYh83lo/s1600/IMG_0279.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON-So2TyI/AAAAAAAAFP8/UsvqeYh83lo/s640/IMG_0279.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON-huwWOI/AAAAAAAAFQE/UQ-EhkweAu4/s1600/IMG_0283.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEON-huwWOI/AAAAAAAAFQE/UQ-EhkweAu4/s640/IMG_0283.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Next on our tour, was a stop in the big city of Syliva, KS to see my grandparents. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOHTtEJrI/AAAAAAAAFQM/7l2qFmRTscE/s1600/IMG_0288.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOHTtEJrI/AAAAAAAAFQM/7l2qFmRTscE/s640/IMG_0288.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>Grandpa was a good sport when Christopher would say, "Play ball with me."<br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOHyloG3I/AAAAAAAAFQU/uoYxzKLGVe4/s1600/IMG_0307.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOHyloG3I/AAAAAAAAFQU/uoYxzKLGVe4/s640/IMG_0307.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>Grandma gave my kids all of her hats. <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOI2yv1RI/AAAAAAAAFQk/K0_tefS9dqE/s1600/IMG_0317.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOOI2yv1RI/AAAAAAAAFQk/K0_tefS9dqE/s640/IMG_0317.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Next, we drove to Newton, KS to see more cousins, Kim and Kylene. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEFC34DI/AAAAAAAAFQs/flEb2QyYIEs/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEFC34DI/AAAAAAAAFQs/flEb2QyYIEs/s640/IMG_0329.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div>Kim gave birth the next day to Derek James, younger brother to Emma. Kylene has twin 3 year old boys and a one year old boy. Here she is with Wyatt. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEYOx1GI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/IozTPn4dUK8/s1600/IMG_0345.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEYOx1GI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/IozTPn4dUK8/s640/IMG_0345.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>The group: Emma, Ashlyn, Christopher, Wyatt, Colton, and Brody. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEpdjFVI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/pEhjaMMwjnQ/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="427" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPEpdjFVI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/pEhjaMMwjnQ/s640/IMG_0346.JPG" width="640" /></a> </div>Emma and Christopher, hugging bye. They are just a couple of months apart. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPE7aEItI/AAAAAAAAFRE/zdeQwQNZseA/s1600/IMG_0365.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPE7aEItI/AAAAAAAAFRE/zdeQwQNZseA/s640/IMG_0365.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>After leaving cousins, we stopped at the Brockway home in Wichita, where we ended up swimming and eating pizza. <br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPb0y1AFI/AAAAAAAAFRM/b9IOK5YgTQ4/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rB3Tvky8sac/TEOPb0y1AFI/AAAAAAAAFRM/b9IOK5YgTQ4/s640/IMG_0375.JPG" width="427" /></a> </div>Ethan, Sydney, Ashlyn, and Joshua. <br />
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