tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49893616334788772942024-02-18T21:37:39.566-08:00Jones Jones Bo Bonesshannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-30511064090182455462011-03-18T21:00:00.000-07:002011-03-18T21:00:16.341-07:00Dance Class<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgiYI83UlhPvk3620efn-W_k2e5p3h9x2mb-YDiWK5Ij9C8B_wx0DBGNUYNuY7ZJBD328vy6mjqNGtbgbVCTCAl80d3vB9N7dA-2mSNw3psS_mYcGJ3hA4GkPPMcwXVNpgnrMEJBIWJxA/s1600/IMG_3051.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgiYI83UlhPvk3620efn-W_k2e5p3h9x2mb-YDiWK5Ij9C8B_wx0DBGNUYNuY7ZJBD328vy6mjqNGtbgbVCTCAl80d3vB9N7dA-2mSNw3psS_mYcGJ3hA4GkPPMcwXVNpgnrMEJBIWJxA/s400/IMG_3051.JPG" /></a> </div>This is Amelia's Dance class. She has been dancing with most of them since she was 3 years old. I ran in to their class the other day to get a class photo for the slide show during recital...It turned out so cute I just had to post it to my blog that I have not posted anything to in over 6 months. Oh well, better late than never.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-39684741560528590692010-09-09T21:39:00.000-07:002010-09-12T12:08:56.950-07:00It rained and poured for 40 daysies daysies. "Girls Camp"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQBOx-hr98LlPgS_uoGri19fsZengEztbLJkcMJeHn7IMq52FM9M7xXCoHUhyqzG_StO_UHj0-XH61DgREKjAmo3RPiIZSzENJSROCb1pi1-TKu-khv-0lH8rmYRGTKxRFUBqxRS8OkXI/s1600/100_0563.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515140466913212354" 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/AVvXsEjQBOx-hr98LlPgS_uoGri19fsZengEztbLJkcMJeHn7IMq52FM9M7xXCoHUhyqzG_StO_UHj0-XH61DgREKjAmo3RPiIZSzENJSROCb1pi1-TKu-khv-0lH8rmYRGTKxRFUBqxRS8OkXI/s400/100_0563.JPG" border="0" /></a> I have been to girls church camp many times in my life. This year happened to be the wettest I have ever experienced. It rained each and every day. On this particular day.. we woke to the most beautiful sunny day and we were all excited for the sun to come out. Well, we did see the sun for a few hours but then all of the sudden it was pouring buckets and buckets of water. Forget the ponchos, forget trying to stay clean and dry. This was a day for playing in the rain. Serious.... they tackled each other and the leaders and threw them in creek beds that were raging and swollen with water. I only escaped because I had a camera in my hands (under my poncho and tucked into a plastic bag ) I tried to snap some photos of the chaos but the rain was just to much even for a quick picture. I did get this picture just as the girls were coming back to the cabin to change their clothes and get dry. We all changed and sat on all the bunk beds and sang songs and danced until we were dry enough to venture out in the rain again. This time with umbrellas and ponchos. There is only so much wet a girl can take.<br /><div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-70949818148148652892010-08-22T10:26:00.000-07:002010-08-22T18:48:26.742-07:00You only turn FORTY once!<p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>I asked for it and boy did I get it. A few months ago as I was contemplating my impending end to my thirties I came up with a brilliant idea, I wanted to have a "40th" birthday bash. I thought back to all the parties I have had and realized that the last real birthday party I had had was when I was turning twelve years old. I had a big sleep over and was allowed to invite exactly 7 friends. My mom made up a big scavenger hunt that took us all over our neighborhood looking for crawdads, four leaf clovers and cow patties (all except the four leaf clover was readily available in our neighborhood). </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>At first I thought we might just make it a really big bash and include both Dave's and my 40th birthday and also our 20th Anniversary which is 4 days after my birthday, Dave's birthday is in December. He didn't want any part of "lime light" attention and so it was decided that we would celebrate my birthday only. We made up the invite list and decided we could invite 23 couples which included all my family, all of Dave's family and a few friends on top of that. We figured at least half of the invites would RSVP but much to our surprise we had all but 3 invites RSVP to tell us they would be attending. I was happily surprised that so many people could make time in their busy schedules to hang out with me for an evening. To say the least I felt loved. </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Dave and I had a blast planning and preparing for the party. We needed the party to be outside and we hemmed and hawed about when we should have the party, since my birthday happens to fall right smack dab in the middle of "monsoon season" here in Arizona we were leery to have it in August. We decided to take our chances and planned the party in our back yard on my actual birthday which is August 7th. Dave put up pretty bulb lights and we added some lanterns and had a giant table lined up under the lights. We went with an Italian theme as Dave and I have always wanted to travel there and we love the food and music. The girls and I prepared most of the food the day before and the cakes and salad the day of the party. We made a tasty dinner of Italian bread and oil, salad, meatballs and spaghetti and I made these cute little yummy lemon and chocolate torte cakes. I had a blast making the food. Dave worked the kitchen for most of the party (he feels more comfortable working then being a host). </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>For entertainment I had my daughter Ammah play a song by Taylor swift called "Best Day" which is about a mother and daughter and I hired a professional singer to play more songs for us as well as play a song for me to sing to Dave. Since it was our anniversary a few days later I dedicated "The Way I Am", to Dave. </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>The weather had promised to rain that evening but the skies were clear all day and we thought we might be in the clear, unfortunately it did rain toward the end and we did get a little wet and moved the party to the porch and inside of the house but all in all we had a blast, most of the guest didn't even mind the rain and several of them ran around the back yard in it. </strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Dave and I had so much fun planning and preparing together. I think..... that all that planning was probably the best part of the whole thing. We spent hours looking at lighting and tables scapes and shopping at Home Depot and making table center pieces.. even the girls got into all the planning and prep work. They even served our guest and helped in the kitchen. Poor Amelia went up to her room before the party was even over as she became super tired from all her hard work at the party. It was definitely a family project.</strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>My friend Scarlett took these pictures at the party and put them together in this fun little video. The back ground music is my daughter Ammah singing the song I requested from her. It was recorded by some friends of ours. Isn't she awesome. I am so proud of her.</strong></span></p><p><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><span style="font-size:130%;">*** You will want to scroll to the bottom of the blog and hit the pause button on the music box so you can hear Ammah sing her song.</span> </span></strong></p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='421' height='478' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyEE4G2BQTDnGXi03LbFb9Vt-BC_vZmLYHerVzsaMOmvF41Etf8EUvJwyans9smsKJ4Fhe-w_wKWYnIZgbQYQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-65107919651819029272010-08-15T20:46:00.000-07:002010-08-15T21:57:11.522-07:00Our Twentieth Anniversary<div align="center"><strong> <span style="font-family:courier new;">David and I celebrated our 20th anniversary on Wednesday night. We didn't have big plans but the night felt magical anyway. We started off with dinner at Chilli's, a movie and then home for a little dessert that I had prepared. I placed a plate before Dave and asked him to figure out what everything represented. Gummy Bears from our first date to see Cats at Gammage, chocolate covered strawberries from our honeymoon night and macadamia clusters from our honeymoon vacation in Hawaii. He had a little treat for me too as he brought out two cans of cherry 7Up, the drink we served at our reception. How sweet that he even found "diet 7Up" for me since I am still on my "no sugar" kick. We had a great time reminiscing and sharing fun cards with each other. I know it wasn't much for such a big anniversary but it felt just right for some reason. </span></strong></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505853999249262514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJazbEt88eWq8TAN9Ljv04lUX-m48da_nNt4QIiTjhPHnXdZwqokB6mU8rTahrAwiBZy9SNrBihGUJFmrbszFy5GZgeIpeTWQTVT0FeAtVCJ7_Vm13fX7lLUSmmeKfh2yb3-UZxQ5h8vk/s400/Parkers+092.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Dave came home with 2 dozen pink roses for me. I advised he should have only bought 20, one for each year we were married. He advised the other 4 were for good luck. :o)</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505853475153098914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9PO0f-j0AqcTHoZI7vjQWZjjWMCunAL-nPXXggIdBe-8v9zxHnhovOlHqO_RCmvhkmj_wosXu0W16-PS-qP4qqj0MXHNr1NS3XJ1CN85p9MIKPy7A0euORPQMC10wZB95bqt04ibmg8E/s400/Parkers+095.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>We shared a yummy dinner of steak and shrimp. It was the best steak I've had in years. We had such a great dinner talking about the past 20 years and all that we have done, accomplished and also what lies a head for us. <br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505854002205832322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz40UNOwlJPnY_GlDKbW2d5mOHzW2ITsWS-OMSBTEeWkaCMFdAnfR90PfRnbvtQffG6rFjLg1BbpLIO_Vet3ERwND2nbS0pfBBC_tUi4sg18xtZWr0P96kzfgzy3Mpxg8r_7g8kKzty-E/s400/Parkers+097.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505854011411731554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHNBTGtTp3g4StVFaQrSV0EjTrbLDQQC-nBZ86i1cn9bs9jN6dTn0S9LUQIjOh-7bFZogQy-oHdXGD4K5U56o50XmAcetMgLrnhjo0C01wunUpN5aFRyidd9J_0wSFVSwOhba79YW3Lc4/s400/Parkers+099.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>I can honestly say that our marriage has not been all "peaches n cream", we have had a few moments, months and even a few years that have been a little difficult, but in the end, I find much joy in our relationship. Dave is my best friend and has always been. I love him with all my heart and plan on sharing soooo many more years in matrimonial bliss with him. Happy Anniversary Babe.. I LOVE YOU.<br /></strong></span><br /></p>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-73539721384865759992010-08-12T22:55:00.000-07:002010-08-12T23:31:54.254-07:00Freshman , Five and Phlebotomy<strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">Andelyn is now a high school student and Amelia is entering 5th grade. Sorry no pictures of Ammah but she did start her phlebotomy school last month, I'll see if I can catch her in her scrubs one day.<br /><br />August 11th was all a buzz in our house as the girls were putting on their fresh new school clothes and checking to make sure their hair was just right. Amelia rides the bus to and from school this year and we are so close to Andy's school that she just walks. Yeah..... for the 1st time in 14 years I do not have to take a kid to school or pick them up. Seriously! Do you know how awesome that is??? Do you? Well, unless you have done as much pick up and drop off as I have done over the years you may not understand my giddiness, for those of you who know the route so well you can do it blindfolded and in your sleep...you are gettin me right now.<br /><br />Just wanted to share a few pics of my girls first day outfits. I loved the shoes this year and had to get a few close ups.<br /><br />I love fresh new school clothes. Brings back tons of memories of my own first days of school. So exciting it always was meeting your new teacher and seeing all your friends after a long summer break.<br /><br />Ammah, Andelyn and Amelia - God bless you in your school days this year. Do your best and return with honor.<br /></span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504776600498943698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 489px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUT3qk5nEr1jV4p2XT_NSwpN1-IxEeoC1OLxqhhH_6MSpgnQCa5jVpQbG3LPzfmARYZtCqHpAgtcvzcY5moWsm9lEpYeQVCqj2X-z6w1Zkl2I6zaahktbtDpjAJqRpsec2SvEUBNhk2A/s400/2010-08-12+Parkers.JPG" border="0" />shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-82820143473525424592010-07-29T20:34:00.000-07:002010-08-04T15:03:46.156-07:00Have You Ever??<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Have you ever swam in a pool of chocolate milk? Well we haven't either but... Gila Box in Safford is probably going to be the closest we ever get to swimming in chocolate milk. "Gustav, save some room for later". No we did not taste it. Well. I guess I can't actually say that I didn't taste it because for some reason I couldn't keep my mouth shut while we were having a huge mud fight. I'm talking filthy, completely covered, mud in places you really don't wanna have mud kinda mud fight. I convinced my good friend Rebecca that we really should have a mud fight, because when else would we get the chance and our kids would never forget it. So..... I casually picked up a gigantic wad of slimy mud and pretended to be looking at something in the mud, as the kids came closer I let em have it and ooooh the fight was on. I think Amelia got the worst of it but she didn't really care because in the end she and Lilly were wallowing in it like little piggies.</strong></span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499538065869986402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuigrCa1Uxk1f4S0JZtzsJfc-mZUpPlJOq-IvVWboAMeo0BIo9EB-_jqxVAa5W9bNJUg24nUcJtnIPjxomsUjaZwfCc5QU20nTtThUNROEd40T_2Sf489EmBfSrYo8nbflhzv7FVs9DxY/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+044.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499546767072447970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkAPdWZJMOYV9C_Zqi8RbRqrDSiBlUT6glefyRFNQYaTlhZeP6QT8NEXP9SsfjK-IVTYFxQQRh6AKPmhFqAdGXYXPxO0GnvykTsht5HH_xq0cilVSpuDaqgeA4DZBj2iV2KTC04B8m3tk/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+066.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499538058763791858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh63GznXOliCgL6XU_XZlcVMD-mC1sDgOs5-hz6aYj8vuNBQBZKzCKwA-ZsoR5KBsWBTeiu9_k9wxYw-cbseghzJMjBPROhMx98SkIiKXNPnYFMY3fI6z61fGpwSrX8RZsxdlJYfpPkYaU/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+027.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499538069528836690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiRnCORDr7lsWokgSEdxCpecbVzX5tWevLacDreeUQF8uGalbS6gSuPiNzGM59xtNMxxS2MOCjUJyKOi-luKkcx8kNBE6oaSQDWD4VEjPIuUmCknxxmDK-PEnpYwUzB2NV_Iyl4zOa2Ac/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+056.jpg" /> <span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">The girls and I like to visit my long time friend Rebecca and her family in Safford every year. It's one of the highlights of our year. This year we visited during July 24th Pioneer Day Celebration. There were cookouts, BB Q's, swim parties, fireworks, a parade and we even squished in a few hours of baptisms at the new Temple.</span> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499549537826603378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMvNsDnShDk-I8Wicz6o1hVO9DsvTxxfij5uGHY8oSeV6TerNnec17oGfuWnD1zuvkdmZQctZjAhPp_jNz3nTO0ZwIb26bvmRVyWbk-F8pRo0kZ-U0KqLrYsWZLgmhvzum8QY0rF1zPjc/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+077.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499546771668714418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipla8X-6QjjGricgb_W2YMh-3dlshgv0KR2WlLHWekS1tA5ak6232jFXvPUl8OTJ5VmAgH_FYtKTT25Ki0N6PEWixC06_sAxe5CWWNCTHeeu078puMFrYpdOE4eGcdq5Sogs9YONt-q-4/s400/July+24th+weekend+2010+083.jpg" /><span style="font-size:85%;">The Evans Family was in charge of a branch float this year during the parade and asked if Andelyn and Amelia would like to join in the fun. Scott and Rebecca were "Root Beer" floats and the kids ran around dressed all in brown and handed out root beer candies to all the parade goers.</span></strong> </span></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-4664712315644956862010-07-18T22:44:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:27:39.805-07:00Havasupai Falls<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEFT1OPbu2gCa7N9dotNBpdzynwBG2AYxaIghmd-8nkzMhW3zkybv0MLl-kbiWRxwtGuGPgklanpbK1zSY_MJ9nHHA9qQeP9o41UgaocyRE5C-RNHiZAhaNrICjFjg2bUs0VMqtO3KNo/s1600/falls+3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 271px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495494321015909490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhEFT1OPbu2gCa7N9dotNBpdzynwBG2AYxaIghmd-8nkzMhW3zkybv0MLl-kbiWRxwtGuGPgklanpbK1zSY_MJ9nHHA9qQeP9o41UgaocyRE5C-RNHiZAhaNrICjFjg2bUs0VMqtO3KNo/s400/falls+3.jpg" /></a></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>I would love to say that I was lucky enough to be part of this awesome trip Andelyn was privileged enough to go on but alas my expertise in hiking and rock climbing was not needed :OP This is the trip the youth in our ward were able to make for Youth Conference this year. It was entitled "Journey to the Promise Land". Fitting for sure. Andelyn said it was the prettiest place she had ever seen with her own eyes. They hiked down into the canyon at Midnight, 12 miles down and stayed at camp for two days. They hiked back out on the 3rd day in the middle of the night as well. They all wore head lamps to light the way. It's just to hot to hike during the day so hiking in the dark is almost a necessity. Andelyn loved everything about it except the two giant blisters she had on the back of her heels. Apparently she had the least of the blisters and I think she actually got off a lot better than some of the other hikers. Several of her leaders told me that Andelyn was an amazing hiker. She was one of the first to hike out to the top beating out all but 1 other boy in her group. </strong></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7PJdjFGd7UQzzloTt77QyZAGZKkgnKUOoJCCjJJiDiJSSO_2c5kroI2_WwmFwXkrR80eQ7-S_HgnzBkmNiXERg3R9yf2wkA9XrFFFp0JYSILgeA_Z_CBPiKl5JuUxUUXsXIQRKTUdho/s1600/falls+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495494313638996050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd7PJdjFGd7UQzzloTt77QyZAGZKkgnKUOoJCCjJJiDiJSSO_2c5kroI2_WwmFwXkrR80eQ7-S_HgnzBkmNiXERg3R9yf2wkA9XrFFFp0JYSILgeA_Z_CBPiKl5JuUxUUXsXIQRKTUdho/s400/falls+2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a 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Or if you didn't guess it. It's recital time. Interestingly enough, for some reason I didn't get any pictures of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Andelyn</span> in her costumes. Yes, we bought a few from the stage photography but I didn't really get any snap shots of her this year. I happened to be at the studio the day Amelia had most of her pictures so I snapped a few outside. These 4 little girls are the best of friends in dance class. They actually spend about 5 hours a week with each other dancing and so it's no surprise that they are such good friends. They belong to a Company group that has been together since they were 6 and this years recital was their 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> year to dance together. </strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucJLYpQ85MjYhBqSePoi4h75KSofrM_WOmSYu1cAmjHjXvZI-zIbhcbiGym3FpjHsOdWf4Dx9wNGVlpuU8JG-bD3B02gc_caSJrKIkymvd35RpNhRgqvtjH2uefjTA_00U59wJDJKWJQ/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495486433882900066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucJLYpQ85MjYhBqSePoi4h75KSofrM_WOmSYu1cAmjHjXvZI-zIbhcbiGym3FpjHsOdWf4Dx9wNGVlpuU8JG-bD3B02gc_caSJrKIkymvd35RpNhRgqvtjH2uefjTA_00U59wJDJKWJQ/s400/IMG_0612.JPG" /></strong></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguh1nkzSmsVpebnnBm0AG7kgGrG2QRRkZjhqnguIqT5WuBonyNj3Ke-AAnGsi5bPmnN6F3bWhZbKetZte6AvDMzaeAq0_9_2syVVhz5Ex-2BHea3GUoopTUp3nhS9aIR7rybJSotLSng8/s1600/IMG_0627.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495486451566100018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguh1nkzSmsVpebnnBm0AG7kgGrG2QRRkZjhqnguIqT5WuBonyNj3Ke-AAnGsi5bPmnN6F3bWhZbKetZte6AvDMzaeAq0_9_2syVVhz5Ex-2BHea3GUoopTUp3nhS9aIR7rybJSotLSng8/s400/IMG_0627.JPG" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEwnLPEEuSmgtWvWrTimoyNb9SotXQm_eMYQRhEVcbtpkkA92QNtnuW2tWo9341nRB2AavH5WrQA4XPJ3941yuDdSJGly9ISGZFwP4GV2r_spzPipdU4U_chBtGSRe67dxdY1R1JxoYqc/s1600/IMG_0599.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495486421326787618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEwnLPEEuSmgtWvWrTimoyNb9SotXQm_eMYQRhEVcbtpkkA92QNtnuW2tWo9341nRB2AavH5WrQA4XPJ3941yuDdSJGly9ISGZFwP4GV2r_spzPipdU4U_chBtGSRe67dxdY1R1JxoYqc/s400/IMG_0599.JPG" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>What a beautiful <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ballerina</span> pose from my sweet little Amelia. She loves all her classes and absolutely adores dance. Both Amelia and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Andelyn</span> take tap, jazz, ballet, contemporary and hip hop.</strong> </span></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-86059999613232978322010-07-18T22:05:00.000-07:002010-07-18T22:31:58.371-07:00Long Time, No Entry<div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>Okay, I have to admit that I don't actually like the way this blog site works. I have been having a hard time getting my pictures and text to go where I want them to go and I usually just end up giving up. Especially if I have a lot to put on one post and I have to figure out what happened in backwards order. Maybe I am lame and not getting the way posts should work but I find that I am having a hard time. Alas, all my excuses aside I decided I would just post a few pics and right a tad bit for each one no matter what today. So here goes. May the pictures fall where they may. </strong></span><br /><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>My sweet little baby girl turned 10 on the last day of February and we decided to have a little friends party. Amelia invited 5 little girls over and they <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY5xlH5m9R6ozPX6Aj5Y0KqFRzQ7kOPZ1R6tbLR-pdHE7AAjPe8y6VSOeAFMiHhql7rc18Pe5MC0bqETX3iFbgubsqad5obiAanNoIT51kzSzlPIoAQ25lJueC5WtMz_mTPQhqKJyXlFc/s1600/IMG_0448.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495484871948172290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY5xlH5m9R6ozPX6Aj5Y0KqFRzQ7kOPZ1R6tbLR-pdHE7AAjPe8y6VSOeAFMiHhql7rc18Pe5MC0bqETX3iFbgubsqad5obiAanNoIT51kzSzlPIoAQ25lJueC5WtMz_mTPQhqKJyXlFc/s400/IMG_0448.JPG" /></a>played games galore and ate a wholotta CANDY. The best game ended up being the most simple of them all. We blew up a beach ball and I wrote silly questions all over the ball. The girls threw the ball around and who ever caught the ball had to answer the question that their right thumb was closest too. </strong></span><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"><strong>She also cut 12 inches off of her very long hair. I seriously cried as I cut but in the end it was pretty cut and Amelia loves it. That's all that really matters anyway. </strong></span></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX5SShS9dDCg48ioEcJ-DrmY49qSveREIiyDOQGNZzodGa3iwWMxrt4XwziGlDPz9qBlzabcfb8p1Yly_9wllwLZqWWyeHT5LoH2RO1Phjs4engufM1kYMrt3QzxXQGExkcKm_o9TLf-s/s1600/IMG_0482.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495484879286962114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX5SShS9dDCg48ioEcJ-DrmY49qSveREIiyDOQGNZzodGa3iwWMxrt4XwziGlDPz9qBlzabcfb8p1Yly_9wllwLZqWWyeHT5LoH2RO1Phjs4engufM1kYMrt3QzxXQGExkcKm_o9TLf-s/s400/IMG_0482.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1g2KN_P2qKz4RcKez8QW0zj_LTCd_YNLHsh6AHfLW8CTjoSCJxB8Ton_4TSUGBXRz_jlnw7wSZU7v8Dv9AHGD5QSP2qjI2dk7jZ09Qk_TmEMNOM3i_73enkWlK9-XaC7VvXnkw2bjTo/s1600/IMG_0546.JPG"><span style="color:#000000;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495484047681499618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1g2KN_P2qKz4RcKez8QW0zj_LTCd_YNLHsh6AHfLW8CTjoSCJxB8Ton_4TSUGBXRz_jlnw7wSZU7v8Dv9AHGD5QSP2qjI2dk7jZ09Qk_TmEMNOM3i_73enkWlK9-XaC7VvXnkw2bjTo/s400/IMG_0546.JPG" /></span></a></span></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-91505246618877898952010-02-20T18:43:00.000-08:002010-03-20T18:13:23.728-07:00SUGAR FREE<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;">So.... I made myself a little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">itsy</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">bitsy</span> New Years resolution this year. I'm out to conquer sugar. Yup, no treats for a year. No cookies, no cake, no pie, no muffins, no soda pop, no candy, no chocolate, no jelly etc. Yes, sugar is in just about everything so I'm not going absolutely nuts with the sugar police. I still have a bowl of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cherrios</span> or bread or ketchup, for heavens sake even oatmeal has 1 gram of sugar in it. It's been almost 2 months and I've only had one slip and that was a licked finger of jelly while making lunch one day for the girls. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ooops</span>, old habits die hard. Anyway, just because I am riding on the insane train doesn't mean my family is following me down the same track. I decided to make myself bake the usual treats every week or so and sugar cookies during Valentines was no exception. I must confess that I did smell a few cookies several times but you've gotta give me some props for not licking a single frosted finger while decorating over 100 sugar cookies to the max. And when I say to the max I mean the MAX. We had chocolate and vanilla frosting, red hots, conversation hearts, m&<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">m's</span>, licorice and all manner of sprinkles. Cookies are my biggest weakness and sugar cookies with just a smidgen of frosting are my absolute favorite. I know it sounds nuts but I actually feel proud of myself for this commitment I have made. Now... whether this no sugar thing will affect the shape of my body I am doubtful since I have actually gained 2 lbs since I started. Go figure!</span></strong> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQC_zX9yJoIvoJFXLeT5qfQGU6XSZyDNSBQCfS57zvMXIhPAzzqk-l-3HOE2ytVv1tUMtfKlgBje4DAAxzkKEOdNMZpSfjEe3Q-YOQUz1u_-IFFAXax5INpMMs2W4LA9hyphenhyphen1UlhyphenhyphenAn-HA/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440528256447534226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQC_zX9yJoIvoJFXLeT5qfQGU6XSZyDNSBQCfS57zvMXIhPAzzqk-l-3HOE2ytVv1tUMtfKlgBje4DAAxzkKEOdNMZpSfjEe3Q-YOQUz1u_-IFFAXax5INpMMs2W4LA9hyphenhyphen1UlhyphenhyphenAn-HA/s400/IMG_0427.JPG" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVZMKInfWU1nD8jDRG0TtAFWU4fKAaxfGiKInU16pqo6GbeEfZBqsy6hG6aPs_VVH7S6IeKfY5NjvGoXXfNuIGnEDElCTU6MUKnbrlJQ6pTzTxMdUsOUrVOZX5MPd-mG5bOFvS-H07T0/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440528263831513538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQVZMKInfWU1nD8jDRG0TtAFWU4fKAaxfGiKInU16pqo6GbeEfZBqsy6hG6aPs_VVH7S6IeKfY5NjvGoXXfNuIGnEDElCTU6MUKnbrlJQ6pTzTxMdUsOUrVOZX5MPd-mG5bOFvS-H07T0/s400/IMG_0429.JPG" /></span></a>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-50450044546600593302010-01-06T15:40:00.001-08:002010-01-06T15:48:16.404-08:00Family Photo Shoot<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZC1EFAN_y-TYccrcBtFStr-pm8yZGsOJLt-VQ9vmqqxIkr_HSlAI57JA9aKrbvu3IcbYQN6dCZ7pv6Nh-R6f4ZCsGKb98b4J_ZPXuoBx5kMFViXFUQOqA1j0B2cmQnp7pvrAoyf9r2A/s1600-h/DSC_009970.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423776498171992354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOZC1EFAN_y-TYccrcBtFStr-pm8yZGsOJLt-VQ9vmqqxIkr_HSlAI57JA9aKrbvu3IcbYQN6dCZ7pv6Nh-R6f4ZCsGKb98b4J_ZPXuoBx5kMFViXFUQOqA1j0B2cmQnp7pvrAoyf9r2A/s400/DSC_009970.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ByEQNyVIQyr780m_COC8eMduZXe-_JBOeMW_KncNgNqrjJiVUgGCVdRSwDHkWy0OpZbAikElWWm3IG1FAIIPUYAOc8KULKHHL2NEGYHuqjdpcnOR8llt16UYd0l2kRIM1b9PwAzHn34/s1600-h/DSC_013370.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423776508227218338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3ByEQNyVIQyr780m_COC8eMduZXe-_JBOeMW_KncNgNqrjJiVUgGCVdRSwDHkWy0OpZbAikElWWm3IG1FAIIPUYAOc8KULKHHL2NEGYHuqjdpcnOR8llt16UYd0l2kRIM1b9PwAzHn34/s400/DSC_013370.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9A1eFhog-BEeyl38pWUh34wb0x43-C9lx6GyNv5NGdta9NrkAL683f6tJBTjwSv60BQgcY4SICxc6TxPe3KAuyVqPiIwasZHNYvO2pKV6Hmql7UJM5nTszjmnzDQ17F6Z0GwwKJybrcI/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423776516740488130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9A1eFhog-BEeyl38pWUh34wb0x43-C9lx6GyNv5NGdta9NrkAL683f6tJBTjwSv60BQgcY4SICxc6TxPe3KAuyVqPiIwasZHNYvO2pKV6Hmql7UJM5nTszjmnzDQ17F6Z0GwwKJybrcI/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /></a>With all our busy schedules, especially Dave this year with School, work and finals. Our annual Christmas picture didn't happen until the 1st week in January. Oh well, better late than never. Thank you Scarlett for fitting us in at the last minute.</div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-33626285495871260742010-01-03T20:59:00.000-08:002010-01-03T21:06:11.877-08:00Top Ten Christmas List O9"<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">#10 - Listening to Christmas carols on the radio.<br />#9 - Our ward Christmas party and singing "The Prayer" with Bryce.<br />#8 - Putting up the tree and decorations while listening to Celine Dion's Christmas CD with my family.<br />#7 - Seeing Family and friends for parties and gatherings.<br />#6 - Opening Scarlett's presents.<br />#5 - Sleeping in!<br />#4 - All the cards and well wishes from family and friends.<br />#3 - Looking at my lit Christmas tree and candy lights at night. I love Christmas light ambiance.<br />#2 - Singing in "The Forgotten Carols" at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Gammage</span> Auditorium. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">and drum roll......................................</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />My #1 most favorite thing from this Christmas Season.................................... Dave's graduation from radiography school! The best <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Christmas</span> present this year!</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9P9lmAOgRueIkgWM555Sy6x4EXAgYAB2i2yptui3JDEir5vWJ3ZO4o06-wobinN6jdbJmfAtjpQvf5v2ViSPJ3qALNWlWPbBh-rdVs1TsOfe2hhmL2tZFj8dfJlGPMdSElLU5J__P1U/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9P9lmAOgRueIkgWM555Sy6x4EXAgYAB2i2yptui3JDEir5vWJ3ZO4o06-wobinN6jdbJmfAtjpQvf5v2ViSPJ3qALNWlWPbBh-rdVs1TsOfe2hhmL2tZFj8dfJlGPMdSElLU5J__P1U/s400/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My sleepy girls on Christmas morning. I love all 4 of you. <div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-53991777150653631922009-12-05T19:33:00.000-08:002009-12-07T19:54:07.937-08:0050 mm Baby!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTTo28a4nI5FLQsVClM1ASuHEFbT1EQlCCB_riPrRPS13rxkQEs9FicCeNVikbStUPRdmdb_YjZyNg4W0b1FPhbFOmNglBsFStdbQpiNTpsSVW2oLM3ErFe0ABzCAbsKTVHiAN3DiCfQ/s1600-h/_MG_3290.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411967330759195410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTTo28a4nI5FLQsVClM1ASuHEFbT1EQlCCB_riPrRPS13rxkQEs9FicCeNVikbStUPRdmdb_YjZyNg4W0b1FPhbFOmNglBsFStdbQpiNTpsSVW2oLM3ErFe0ABzCAbsKTVHiAN3DiCfQ/s400/_MG_3290.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgea4DIz3yxLJ3Yn_odsMap8amolzNVv37cGzfMHo-z_nbELXHKPnf0BolvNDQhNSyqqOGGgDy9l2lKli9pdW2lWeZB9aG2waYmxq1U6kn_EeLY5RB-bn8eAjx_Q1Ggzi8Ov32rWQgP95s/s400/_MG_3202.JPG" border="0" /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJjeqSsp96M-NoBuTsPPX8-EfijB0vt3NEm1bweFZrtv8IJsa2IfN6cag9u6V2YeqN7X_Dkc674W6llRtflRZ_5BK2nw6s6cQi7NjD1C0k4Gbl70rTwNcNAtqd42WXtyhaDul-ZhtdKo/s400/_MG_3271.JPG" border="0" /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">I purchased a new lens for my camera today and I was so giddy I drove home and begged the girls to get ready and let me take a few pictures of them in Down Town Mesa. Andelyn was the only sweet child (therefore my "favorite child") to offer up her smiles. I love the technique I get with this lens. Soft out of focus back ground.I had a little learning curve since the lens does not have any zoom (I am the zoom I decided) and what fun I had. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">Andelyn: "Mom, you said it would only take 30 minutes". </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">Mom: "I lied, lets take pictures till I run out of space and battery K".</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhruRiF6rKodWvRb2Jc_f1sjIJizfmpz89IUqNoYiBJa3z1iWIwTbikyco82GcbfpTa01rUsaNdFNR0j3gUwsxQkJFKkdmmkxOfGZy7qKIpqI9oRp5By69jiXAxG1x3FynaX_j5RNwBra0/s1600-h/_MG_3176+copy_edited-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412708400725153218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhruRiF6rKodWvRb2Jc_f1sjIJizfmpz89IUqNoYiBJa3z1iWIwTbikyco82GcbfpTa01rUsaNdFNR0j3gUwsxQkJFKkdmmkxOfGZy7qKIpqI9oRp5By69jiXAxG1x3FynaX_j5RNwBra0/s400/_MG_3176+copy_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHSMyP8qzqc4sTnrRBl2rC4z3hYlSEfF8jzgurb4sgQOCrCK-W3BUNC53zGL7kUXTyfsDPy9TZJm-3K3YAYwX0BYgL7zxit-tm9E7Y_u1CYu8Rj7tEnn-DcbCD4yqkxONNtdiB0jPWqA/s1600-h/_MG_3275.JPG"><img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHSMyP8qzqc4sTnrRBl2rC4z3hYlSEfF8jzgurb4sgQOCrCK-W3BUNC53zGL7kUXTyfsDPy9TZJm-3K3YAYwX0BYgL7zxit-tm9E7Y_u1CYu8Rj7tEnn-DcbCD4yqkxONNtdiB0jPWqA/s400/_MG_3275.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDRh9IR0XEi7X7Vzv7ovfzBmzMvGV_rRbZXrwyocIC_2u5KGbph3MGG64s7BjDeJ4lsW6wtoZjgcK2cjlIs-EU5HUVa4kqBxar5tKoiVx7LYKM2rZ8Io12DaD3snDUx7CLOPrLagfS1k/s1600-h/_MG_3281.JPG"><img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglDRh9IR0XEi7X7Vzv7ovfzBmzMvGV_rRbZXrwyocIC_2u5KGbph3MGG64s7BjDeJ4lsW6wtoZjgcK2cjlIs-EU5HUVa4kqBxar5tKoiVx7LYKM2rZ8Io12DaD3snDUx7CLOPrLagfS1k/s400/_MG_3281.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-69170790814118402162009-12-03T09:06:00.000-08:002009-12-03T20:25:01.564-08:00RUBY ROO<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411066232631618354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_37sL4zGFXq_5xau98VgZuY-InjcY6z8pevEsNErDo_hA0HhmMqBCgMLzxDimr5cf75jA-7vW_y-FDfeqAwk1qP2qjA-CVvO7kc65McBfXY-rG5Q9Ao0oJQPxYbeSxOyuauXcQJORjxI/s400/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" />This is our sweet little Ruby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Roo</span>. A.K.A......Roobs, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Roobaloobs</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Rubeee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Rubee</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Roooo</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Woobee</span>, Boobie, Scruffy, Sugar Butt, Puppy, Puppy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Wuupy</span>, Baby, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Widdel</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Wooby</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Girwl</span>, Fur Face, Fluffy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Wuffy</span>. You get the picture I'm sure.<br />She is a mixed bread of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Bichone</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Frise</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Shih</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Tzu</span> and a tiny bit of something called a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Griffon</span>. She only weighs 7.5 lbs so obviously a serious lap dog. She can fix just about anything going wrong in your life with one little snuggle and lick. She acts like we have been gone for days at a time each and every time we come home, even if it's only been a few moments. She has learned to sit, shake, beg, stand, walk on two feet (for a long time) dances, plays dead and stays. She is a fabulous watch dog as she likes to stare out the front window for goings on outside and sounds her bark/howl alarm if anyone gets close to our house. Of course all she would do is lick a robber to death if they ever made their way in our house, so she needs a little work in that area. She has some quirky habits like chewing on a tiny spot of her toys for hours at a time, she thinks she needs to get praised for every single time she goes outside to go potty (which is left over from her potty training days) and sometimes she just goes <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">burzurk</span> running around the house like a greyhound all excited over who knows what??<br /> <strong><span style="color:#ffffff;">Ruby's Favorite Things</span></strong>: VISITORS! Sun Spots on the floor, peanut butter, Mommy's lap, sleeping on top of Amelia's bed pillows, open windowed car rides, New toys, water bottles, her bears, tummy rubbings, chicken and lunch meat and the groomers..ha ha.. just kidding.shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-16976693039684947582009-12-03T08:55:00.000-08:002009-12-03T09:05:30.090-08:00BALLET UNDER THE STARS<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYD7rq9zmM7Dlg0R9Q9gfD8yMuCuJv1A-qTIx2lcNdlCU36_i_CRIKcg6yhWOJetFDDMs3RarNY9riRc0-T47one4beAL7bM16jPs7sbQJGmuMT-3yG9V_KegFYmnfmG5R-cx2V8rXK_I/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411055075586533842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYD7rq9zmM7Dlg0R9Q9gfD8yMuCuJv1A-qTIx2lcNdlCU36_i_CRIKcg6yhWOJetFDDMs3RarNY9riRc0-T47one4beAL7bM16jPs7sbQJGmuMT-3yG9V_KegFYmnfmG5R-cx2V8rXK_I/s400/IMG_2622.JPG" border="0" /></a> It's tradition! Every year the girls and I attend a free concert given by the professional Arizona Ballet Co. They perform at several outside venues including Peoria, Tempe, Phoenix and Mesa. We always attend the Tempe Town Lake concert. We pack a lunch or pick up Subway and lay out our blankets and chairs. The dancers all come on stage in various styles of dance clothing and warm up for their performance. We are always amazed at their strength, flexibility<br />and grace. The show only last for 1 hour but it's packed with pieces from the Company performances from the past year and sometimes a sneak peak of what is coming up for the new season.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6dmu9t4lpN7_M6zF5rOAAW3pP96WPXGU2a64iXcakDlWrRRuwg9z4VeV5jfy8dcy6GRdPTp6G80QqIE-vUQuofoMBbyieunY6Pq2Jbz5YhKe00NwnV50k0HTV_3ZBn_2Zf7r79dkdbE/s1600-h/IMG_2626.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411055069022108946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp6dmu9t4lpN7_M6zF5rOAAW3pP96WPXGU2a64iXcakDlWrRRuwg9z4VeV5jfy8dcy6GRdPTp6G80QqIE-vUQuofoMBbyieunY6Pq2Jbz5YhKe00NwnV50k0HTV_3ZBn_2Zf7r79dkdbE/s400/IMG_2626.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLgOvaj9YUQ1gwqZrNWdFP38EbF3p1UrhhqhuNqBk8K4wY0Jj_VQEXwrDa7UFkj79ZRnLChiv6iPfGns-1DlljP1wBRpiUW3kK542a-xSSjbPmhiJpbKmQzWNGcQ4PmSdkBqyQAscYozk/s1600-h/IMG_2605.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411055085446560674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLgOvaj9YUQ1gwqZrNWdFP38EbF3p1UrhhqhuNqBk8K4wY0Jj_VQEXwrDa7UFkj79ZRnLChiv6iPfGns-1DlljP1wBRpiUW3kK542a-xSSjbPmhiJpbKmQzWNGcQ4PmSdkBqyQAscYozk/s400/IMG_2605.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vc8V2N1KrCpJlTOVQfTcfRBwISKWybAwgTDq8OqOrVCHCJbcAhA34dmgktvriB4Ae3J7-mHgKoVOj4CQ5ETvSJWH5S3eH-NzqCDV4MJXzMNzzQ1ddRy0fjVo-_4Comd7Lyxa-GA0NOM/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411055081789682066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vc8V2N1KrCpJlTOVQfTcfRBwISKWybAwgTDq8OqOrVCHCJbcAhA34dmgktvriB4Ae3J7-mHgKoVOj4CQ5ETvSJWH5S3eH-NzqCDV4MJXzMNzzQ1ddRy0fjVo-_4Comd7Lyxa-GA0NOM/s400/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-4079175431781378862009-12-03T07:45:00.000-08:002009-12-05T09:19:20.044-08:00It's a "green stick" fracture!Just a few days after school started Amelia was doing a back bend in dance class and landed wrong on her left hand. She went totally white and started crying. We did the usual, some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ibuprofen</span> and ice, we bought her a brace for her wrist but 5 days ( includign two school days) later the wrist was swollen and still very sore. Dr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Braun</span> said it was a "green stick fracture" which means, like a thick green branch that has been broken but the outside green bark is still attached. She had to wear the cast for just shy of 8 weeks, which should have been a little less but Dr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Braun</span> was <strong>deer</strong> hunting the last week and so Amelia had to wear it an extra week. When she finally went back to have the cast removed and checked, it wasn't completely healed and she had a terrible rash. Because the rash was so bad Dr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Braun</span> said he wouldn't recast it but that she needed to wear her brace for the next month and after that when ever she does things that could lend itself to a fall. The rash took about 6 weeks to clear up and the swelling is finally all gone. Whew! We hope to never deal with that again, but are grateful that it wasn't worse. For those of you who have never had a broken bone. Let's just say showering for 8 weeks with your arm in a cast is very interesting!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411036758068394658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9TKHDnBiPSDmsW7kJSTcKQpEQ_EsqmbGyF0iJnuDOUkYduSb7hjLjseNzAVYmlsw_AbM2qXV5vZUI0hiCjAG7qU3GhvIWDH_Sm0p2cdJihhhxh48WBAowD_OLECtu0g3oLoCT7WL6m2s/s400/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" />shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-32892914316215937832009-12-03T07:11:00.000-08:002009-12-05T09:27:02.933-08:00SCHOOL THINGS AND SUCHOf course we always do the traditional first day back to school picture. New clothes, backpacks, lunch boxes, $ 60 in pens, pencils, paper, erasers, folders, binders, glue, crayons, protractors, tissues, hand sanitizer and a few more odds n ends. Times have sure changed from the days when mom just bought a couple packs of lined paper and a box of pencils. Taking Amelia shopping for clothing this year was quite interesting. She kept saying to herself "is this what Salena Gomez would wear?" If the answer was yes...she wanted it. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411028699599135314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkzmbpywG-NyVzIX9qOz22yeqR__YlLwRExxq_UcTwNxOKcsqbD23GXt-MQNIzsniK5W6RUwtVa-E_-FaoyHPckZd_k6ZX37HwRAXeQcGYT6cbsDvE-sk3rUpcedUDkxfcw84diir63U/s400/IMG_2573.JPG" border="0" /><br />Daddy : "Ammah, here are the keys to your new car, now go outside and see which car you can unlock and that's your car".<br />Ammah: 'Screaming' "I have a car? I have a car? I have a CAR!"<br /><br />Amelia later said of the 1st ride around the neighborhood that Ammah screamed for the whole ride.<br />Ammah was so excited to start Jr. College this year and get her very first car! It's a 2003 Chevy Malabu with not a single "power" anything in it. Yes Ammah, you have to roll the windows up and down with a crank, unlock and lock all the doors by hand and watch out for that tricky gas meter.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-TmlJr9PNn3rwH3f1ZlDcxs12SAvIwhBU8ErDpnIwS81DP-pPfdFaW_9orvByqGsuY26jr6tBZZS8jbR0NIYis_wdOGOVC2fKdDoh4_5a_m7LirK3uxhg4hPZADv9TW4eSb9StnNqws/s1600-h/IMG_2589.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411028700727408802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-TmlJr9PNn3rwH3f1ZlDcxs12SAvIwhBU8ErDpnIwS81DP-pPfdFaW_9orvByqGsuY26jr6tBZZS8jbR0NIYis_wdOGOVC2fKdDoh4_5a_m7LirK3uxhg4hPZADv9TW4eSb9StnNqws/s400/IMG_2589.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-3848383075215107682009-12-03T07:01:00.000-08:002009-12-03T07:11:22.556-08:00Kenzie Jones - The Newest Edition to the Jones Clan<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiar_GTvl6lYPLnNOr3DUwI56mgEA4WW3V9ccr5s1sORS8xK3S1jImjHLMpAi8_rKV5tNbQ-lAhecjVUmZ2PtJliU3h5CTOlZQloXrPh4k0EOrAT3BRXM44cz1JIELrPWZUsj4E5wUmxnM/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411025456760310722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiar_GTvl6lYPLnNOr3DUwI56mgEA4WW3V9ccr5s1sORS8xK3S1jImjHLMpAi8_rKV5tNbQ-lAhecjVUmZ2PtJliU3h5CTOlZQloXrPh4k0EOrAT3BRXM44cz1JIELrPWZUsj4E5wUmxnM/s400/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" /></a>Randy and Krissy added number 5 to their growing brewd. After 4 boys Kenzie is a very welcomed little ball of soft, pink, fluff! Of course I had to have a little photo shoot with her. She looks so serious....wonder what she is thinking about.shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-41743650392065609702009-12-03T06:52:00.000-08:002009-12-03T07:01:13.478-08:00SUMMER FADED INTO THE FALLLast call for a summer sleepover. Sleeping bags, vides games, walkie talkies, pizza and pancakes. What else could anyone ask for on your last weekend before school starts. Brynly and Madelynn are some of Amelia's bestest friends and they had a fantastic last hooray to summer. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUNDv0rhF6tHF-HVVSUzdu88kueOzm7ypAgjok2LDZI4EPEAUBSa2jY7qiSqJDjb-XsvAqxP9asxsbUERAkVhK9czT-WMdTz18j7I7XFjGRo7npvhKjkOpPolx7M2v7r5noPqAik55310/s1600-h/IMG_2571.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411024026623307858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUNDv0rhF6tHF-HVVSUzdu88kueOzm7ypAgjok2LDZI4EPEAUBSa2jY7qiSqJDjb-XsvAqxP9asxsbUERAkVhK9czT-WMdTz18j7I7XFjGRo7npvhKjkOpPolx7M2v7r5noPqAik55310/s400/IMG_2571.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-39582186911871026842009-07-29T21:26:00.000-07:002009-07-30T00:21:39.565-07:00A 30 SOMETHING YEAR OLD FRIENDSHIPI can't believe that I am even old enough to have had a friendship that has lasted more than 30 years. 33 to be exact. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> and I met in Mrs. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Hearring</span> Kindergarten class in St. Johns AZ. I remember playing on the swings and playing dress up with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> but we didn't become best friends till around 3rd grade. We were even baptised together! We sang a song from My Turn on Earth called 'Bright Little Light' which I have had all three of my own children sing at their baptisms. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> and I spent our time playing at each others houses, jumping on her trampoline, dressing up for Halloween, going to Merry Miss and mutual together,attending choir, baking and just being very silly. During the summer we rode our bikes down town to the public pool and walked to the drugstore for <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hot dogs</span> and cokes from the soda fountain, we slept under the stars on her trampoline or on our rollaway bed. We ate tons of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Popsicles</span> and even had several food fights, peanuts in my room during a tea party and rotten tomatoes from her family garden. We made a lot of memories in a short amount of time.<br /><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364127913983167202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFMcy1D5c0uc1cL1qAdKsUVVCGC-XaV0Jkx8SPBTMTThAJGx-Usz49OL01AP16p_NCMJvVbYhfkiY3sUp_hf7-pwEEKD0Twl3wN2Doy7TCp8HNQkRkKVH8Ymr2zbso773ZwXQ5ntn-F9U/s400/R+and+S+photo+booth.jpg" />This is a picture of our kindergarten class, the year we met. Check out that cheesy grin 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> from the top left and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> is the 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> one from the top left. </p><p><br /></p><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364127471262779938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-2fbAT_vEHT6PlClKqpd_o-vojed1-dDsO3rS2jR5i6S2Oix9TGSHxn8QlaV8q0vVG1p1hxj3nMmselCmrr1DkD14wxutYpMeTJ-7g11olG9EnzI-Zvx52A_pq4HTClBkE4jY_U8AopQ/s400/R+and+S+photo+booth+005.jpg" /> This is a picture my mother took of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> and I when my mom was starting to get into photography. It was taken in the photo studio out back of my house. Check out my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">humongous</span> glasses. I think we were in 5th grade here. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364127463848945410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGkptU81ZLID5gym4fxBeczE7KcH8sz1xM2mChb1zq5eVViVhWmWVq1Qkl4XxrhCH-bc9WyZpr-BpbLlakfMJb6CHgX3pR5k98770XTbJUi1tLezVGhADy2c83NuumeSnBolm0VJkmfIk/s400/R+and+S+photo+booth+003.jpg" />This picture was taken on a trip to the valley for Legislature. We had never been to a mall together before and went crazy in a photo booth.<br /><div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364127455346389938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYMBVt6hqJ-GbB_hLzyLRgIabXH2sY1ftYKYYblSin3KnnyQVf5ujEl1DOqQ7Q8mfnSdG6A-uZfSVPsLj5OgQ8BKA5Wl3O1qXpnwTP4Vbw_vE5mOxT5RDKDF3SS7kJkI2YzDQsjyIPS_0/s400/8th+grade+graduation.jpg" /></div><div>I know this picture is tiny... I actually got it off of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span>. One of my friends posted it and I just had to have it. It was taken on our 8<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade graduation commencement evening. That's me in the purple dress. Yes the one that has bare arms and shoulders while all the other girls are right out of the pioneer era LOL. Rebecca is next to me in blue and white. I still have this dress and my girls have played dress ups in it for years. </div><div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364127454361529714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOHVO13jPOH5iE5iU70EUKznT-VSc4hv2cBBS9oEFbyhSalKpisRmKncEHl3dyll9kA_gI1AFQdDC2zX6tRVmmUQO7fV6rFHvDKNgDPtrzw6F4infmz9nFE3vRWzdfv8dyyavkCY0UrJg/s400/R+and+S+photo+booth+001.jpg" /></div><div>After 8<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> grade graduation I moved to Phoenix and only saw <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> a few times over the next few summers. This picture was taken during one of those trips.. I think we were around 14 and had been doing chores at Rebecca's house. I had the bright idea to look like maids for some reason. Thus the apron and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bandannas</span>.. Check out that <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">vacuum</span> cleaner in the back ground. Somehow we managed to see each other when she came to the valley and we were able to do batisms for the dead, attend girls conference at NAU and even hung out at Sun Splash once. We also wrote a lot of letters to each other. I'm amazed at how we were able to keep our friendship going even though we lived 4 hours away from each other.<br /><br /></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364128501292623154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkB280nzKJmEFtIJoqGzThsWufpMRPoZwpM6KVA0iaI2XJJB2rtEeFCaT6IfPTh_ORgbhQ2FGdqOQZdcwvFKva7Q8gQyw4FXO5bSh8QpAMU4ZVzH5BccUEkgnvkUWZCpRrSnyPnprtsKs/s400/IMG_2254-1.JPG" /><br /><div>After High School <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> moved to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">Safford</span> AZ and met her husband Scott Evans. They married in 89 and started their family. All along the way <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> and I have stayed in touch with phone calls on each others birthdays and Christmas cards every year. About 10 years ago we decided to visit <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error">Safford</span> and had a wonderful time getting to really know each other again. We have since made 4 trips to stay with them and always have a great time. We have children that are all around the same ages and Rebecca's oldest son and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ammah</span> seemed to have hit it off and have even dated a few times. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error">Rebecca</span> and I have had little (imagine if) conversations about the two of them.. We could be in-laws someday... How cool would that be! No pressure <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ammah</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error">Dallin</span>. Wink Wink. Anyway, this picture was taken at our most recent visit over the 4<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> of July. What an amazing journey in friendship we have had. A little older, a little more filled out (ha ha) but somehow still those same little silly girls from all those years ago. We haven't really changed all that much.<br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><p></p></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-17040183318762191962009-07-29T15:52:00.000-07:002009-07-30T00:18:28.352-07:00<div align="center">Over the 4th of July weekend I packed up the girls and drove to Safford to spend some time with my dear friend Rebecca Evans and her Family. We had a great time. Here is as short of a tell all as I can do. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTiHO4LWNOfKvQhqHLI6Be1DaRyjqRy7p8eLvW_hu7HIs7qspL6b2_2eHJofqv_UeMZc-jqPccBmsW8tPBL2XGv0OVDScAChkjVc2YbmWgGDJBAdEUgQ1ryUNbdmDAFOMOhpHc7DbVv_A/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364024323020618594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTiHO4LWNOfKvQhqHLI6Be1DaRyjqRy7p8eLvW_hu7HIs7qspL6b2_2eHJofqv_UeMZc-jqPccBmsW8tPBL2XGv0OVDScAChkjVc2YbmWgGDJBAdEUgQ1ryUNbdmDAFOMOhpHc7DbVv_A/s320/IMG_2118.JPG" /></a> Explanation of the picture above. Rebecca and Scott were married 20 years ago. I was only 18 and her wedding was the first of all my friends that I attended. I drove to Safford for her reception. I remember feeling so grown up driving that far and getting my own hotel. I had purchased a salad bowl set for her wedding gift. Forward 19 years later...I visited Rebecca and stayed with her last summer and she got out this old ratty bowl and said, "do you remember this bowl?", I asked if it was from the salad bowl set I had given her for her wedding and she said it was. She said all the other smaller bowls had long since passed away but this one was left and barely hanging on. She didn't want to throw it away because it had sentimental value. SO....in my head I was thinking..... ooooh what a great 20 anniversary gift for me to get Rebecca. Forward to our annual visit to Rebecca's house this year. I handed Rebecca and Scott the gift all wrapped in pretty wedding paper. Rebecca was perplexed but started to open the card and gift. all the while chatting about the wedding present I had given her 20 years ago. She was so surprised and started laughing when she finally got the paper off the box. It was such a fun present to give. <div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNem4_kaPxwQA_6OG9ctmIyBXjCWU4i32a-7g_MtzQnF9lhe0LxDI3fQFAAiXPKNz8kAYExd2v55ol7qkLppUVxWLHwTcAQMq43q-r1aNdiheYgkM6R-ce0Q5G_B_e6qtvyjNJqLgSQew/s1600-h/IMG_2123.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364024311593861090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNem4_kaPxwQA_6OG9ctmIyBXjCWU4i32a-7g_MtzQnF9lhe0LxDI3fQFAAiXPKNz8kAYExd2v55ol7qkLppUVxWLHwTcAQMq43q-r1aNdiheYgkM6R-ce0Q5G_B_e6qtvyjNJqLgSQew/s320/IMG_2123.JPG" /></a> Andelyn, Amelia, Lilly, Ammah and Polly hanging out in the Evans' pool. They have a beautiful back yard the kids love to hang out in.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUjcCtF5oWtRSXmQl80bOyNMu8Px6a5g8ASocxFy4Rfy572z95l4o69etTyXIu4BlFO1GfDsgIDLTNjr8FV8QgtL_JQ6XUuHg3m4P9LM7VnZtRS1QK-ingBdxNL-eTzRoa_7eaXCCYaU/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364024309606188370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUjcCtF5oWtRSXmQl80bOyNMu8Px6a5g8ASocxFy4Rfy572z95l4o69etTyXIu4BlFO1GfDsgIDLTNjr8FV8QgtL_JQ6XUuHg3m4P9LM7VnZtRS1QK-ingBdxNL-eTzRoa_7eaXCCYaU/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" /></a> Andelyn showing off her flexibility toe touch dive.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTYgAHm3aXeQghjHheX5oYnoAbbIBj-CPY7fT-TUFW8muM2vF8_6r_plre871VD2WGkvWVNSRHBwLs5DZbcg01rKFVo11koneCIgDx08yKP65WjlbHpWHkU-xG2HXZvMcueRP_Y9shE6A/s1600-h/IMG_2174.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023856762834434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTYgAHm3aXeQghjHheX5oYnoAbbIBj-CPY7fT-TUFW8muM2vF8_6r_plre871VD2WGkvWVNSRHBwLs5DZbcg01rKFVo11koneCIgDx08yKP65WjlbHpWHkU-xG2HXZvMcueRP_Y9shE6A/s320/IMG_2174.JPG" /></a> Look at Amelia with her awesome form during her 1st lessons turning flips off a diving board.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBvTfhy_51VGsbzLgSMfkh_KTMI8BujPjEAwxhwn0aSANMb_iLLLHvulT9HoJQR2Nio3NcIJQtVm2hFDsa5kWLn5H8FFT8CHBQjKzAtUSGciyJiJUVxTUDTVU4LcRh6GwYP4Qr42MlQhE/s1600-h/IMG_2189.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023856596981218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBvTfhy_51VGsbzLgSMfkh_KTMI8BujPjEAwxhwn0aSANMb_iLLLHvulT9HoJQR2Nio3NcIJQtVm2hFDsa5kWLn5H8FFT8CHBQjKzAtUSGciyJiJUVxTUDTVU4LcRh6GwYP4Qr42MlQhE/s320/IMG_2189.JPG" /></a>We went for a flag ceremony on 4th of July and witnessed the retiring of an old flag. I had never seen a flag retired before and I can honestly say that I felt extremely patriotic.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnY2jdbs03iVYnW5LrgpHVUjnF01ptN5mI2jwC5tpc6QzHBGgWhyzK9ZD_59YwmCfJshg4cDGJI66OBA4fOWq5oC9us95V0VLnMtmQy6V5XwWNzFnuRiJQ7DPDXjZMWo_gA7deKhLfsc/s1600-h/IMG_2190.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023852003087938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnY2jdbs03iVYnW5LrgpHVUjnF01ptN5mI2jwC5tpc6QzHBGgWhyzK9ZD_59YwmCfJshg4cDGJI66OBA4fOWq5oC9us95V0VLnMtmQy6V5XwWNzFnuRiJQ7DPDXjZMWo_gA7deKhLfsc/s320/IMG_2190.JPG" /></a> Dallin is Rebecca oldest son. Here he is saluting the old flag.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA7gSi4RUJBu6E0I5unJuTFdFyE7GpU6pgBJDVRcO-wT6_Yfd9ITw1PT8ywnQ9gd7-Xs3R056QfPuxBHXC19ijGd8yh-Tls6d8sAdEzuWHsh2SAze_iGWDuD9g_5RDFfZJCj_ZU5uUnec/s1600-h/IMG_2198.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023846623086562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA7gSi4RUJBu6E0I5unJuTFdFyE7GpU6pgBJDVRcO-wT6_Yfd9ITw1PT8ywnQ9gd7-Xs3R056QfPuxBHXC19ijGd8yh-Tls6d8sAdEzuWHsh2SAze_iGWDuD9g_5RDFfZJCj_ZU5uUnec/s320/IMG_2198.JPG" /></a> The burning of the flag. You can't see the flames in the picture but it was burning.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRL2T1VpneB8R7g0KsQkxwo0XUICEbwZ6HQCqX2n-cW5eRwWNbqvlTuXvwAU_v3HUzt9hHuQARK4OQGVATZ7_JCRiXq-PhMLMl428GZKQfEQieaYqBASYKXt6pCKr1QYOHLEDGzL4ILw/s1600-h/IMG_2201.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023842301384866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRL2T1VpneB8R7g0KsQkxwo0XUICEbwZ6HQCqX2n-cW5eRwWNbqvlTuXvwAU_v3HUzt9hHuQARK4OQGVATZ7_JCRiXq-PhMLMl428GZKQfEQieaYqBASYKXt6pCKr1QYOHLEDGzL4ILw/s320/IMG_2201.JPG" /></a> Ammah, Allison (Rebecca's Oldest daughter) and Dallin at the pancake breakfast after the flag ceremony. Dallin took Ammah on a fun date while we were there. Candelight dinner of cereal and milk on the EAC football feild, ice blocking and then to a friends for games.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OLfQ33Ul6T1EPQPdHZ9J7X0tQp0_N7lFR7V3aGYZDhRmNp_0YXmFM4n83dmUeAPnXQbcenf_CEZySigqGPY6ku7ElAQManfiRaZKeiJlbvK3MKPd7fJdAse35NGcUnSE1T4bFrzM6CU/s1600-h/IMG_2217.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023023984210594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8OLfQ33Ul6T1EPQPdHZ9J7X0tQp0_N7lFR7V3aGYZDhRmNp_0YXmFM4n83dmUeAPnXQbcenf_CEZySigqGPY6ku7ElAQManfiRaZKeiJlbvK3MKPd7fJdAse35NGcUnSE1T4bFrzM6CU/s320/IMG_2217.JPG" /></a> The kids decorated their bikes and scooters for a little parade around the church grounds. This is Lillian and Andelyn on a two seater. They had a great time.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4QjycNnNO44wL-xm8h7S6P3JKw_3e1wXdDK7TJ_X8Q4khB-y5zYPIWLmr_TvJDVIB2kn-gKyIf5YI-E-2z1LN6TOjd9wYaaJliHEuMazXf7knBm3gVIVdwu2KM0hMY9hcQXjTEVSgp8Y/s1600-h/IMG_2240.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023021552249250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4QjycNnNO44wL-xm8h7S6P3JKw_3e1wXdDK7TJ_X8Q4khB-y5zYPIWLmr_TvJDVIB2kn-gKyIf5YI-E-2z1LN6TOjd9wYaaJliHEuMazXf7knBm3gVIVdwu2KM0hMY9hcQXjTEVSgp8Y/s320/IMG_2240.JPG" /></a> Rebecca and I later took the bike for a ride about town and felt like teenagers again. We rode all the way to her parents house to say hi. I felt like a little girl back in St. Johns again saying "hi" to Brother and Sister Biggs.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrP8Hddj0rgBrQT_E5yfrK5L2qFK4AuWxUkRJOMUTMPNaAE__mtzY2PQQfKt4QumqmfGd5ecaHHlgHPQGZdup6AFLGZLvR1c0ToNvgfwdsJUmOnsfb53MXOKE3Fudw4Yy_SclYd6ojwko/s1600-h/IMG_2246.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364023015597667586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrP8Hddj0rgBrQT_E5yfrK5L2qFK4AuWxUkRJOMUTMPNaAE__mtzY2PQQfKt4QumqmfGd5ecaHHlgHPQGZdup6AFLGZLvR1c0ToNvgfwdsJUmOnsfb53MXOKE3Fudw4Yy_SclYd6ojwko/s320/IMG_2246.JPG" /></a> We had the pleasure of having a back yard BBQ with an awesome band called Savannah Jack. The band performed at the annual fireworks show later that night. They were soooo good. What talented performers and I felt honored to have met them and cook and serve food for them.<br /><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZc0_vgr9WT37Bv255f7r6h53wR8ufo3XNQPRywovvIc40W_8qm4VM78Nmv2E9NWT4vQYXcKoI_rpxUCN_eb61ji-Zp7ikq72_MFk4YGoqWVbuzDkl4roVIM2VrW31B8PdtVnZle7bDrY/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364022991718105538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZc0_vgr9WT37Bv255f7r6h53wR8ufo3XNQPRywovvIc40W_8qm4VM78Nmv2E9NWT4vQYXcKoI_rpxUCN_eb61ji-Zp7ikq72_MFk4YGoqWVbuzDkl4roVIM2VrW31B8PdtVnZle7bDrY/s320/IMG_2257.JPG" /></a>Ammah, Andelyn and Amelia waiting for the concert to start.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7k15QOlesOAujX5vGZd0ryu4Q9JXIZQxw2qbS0l8x_lG9MTuWl0TtJhrnUptEAsfHYF6Byz3GK6SrYUZhB5jc3g55Uz3InXyXyMk-eHRczePZuoBITNKs7X0n3uF0ld7SusiGg_RJlG4/s1600-h/IMG_2269.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364021626440590290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7k15QOlesOAujX5vGZd0ryu4Q9JXIZQxw2qbS0l8x_lG9MTuWl0TtJhrnUptEAsfHYF6Byz3GK6SrYUZhB5jc3g55Uz3InXyXyMk-eHRczePZuoBITNKs7X0n3uF0ld7SusiGg_RJlG4/s320/IMG_2269.JPG" /></a> They had a huge flag displayed on the end of two cranes. It was so majestic looking. blowing in the wind.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlItaa8uB3A61AwR5q9z-H05kPKjpqBoVGNwRKYc_WGqS1XMol4vznEfv5Ty1VrSL9oKm3NSO48KBKKKZLL8wPSTLj4Hs0i6Y-HsrBjH1XHDx4TCfJohoIJDcabOlqN8svaMAIvkMCOk/s1600-h/IMG_2267.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364021621377058034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIlItaa8uB3A61AwR5q9z-H05kPKjpqBoVGNwRKYc_WGqS1XMol4vznEfv5Ty1VrSL9oKm3NSO48KBKKKZLL8wPSTLj4Hs0i6Y-HsrBjH1XHDx4TCfJohoIJDcabOlqN8svaMAIvkMCOk/s320/IMG_2267.JPG" /></a> Before the concert started there was a wonderful dedication ceremony to all of the armed forces and service positions in the community that serve our country everyday.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmOXJuj1Mf7e-IbZAB3feiObrlR8lHn8MVV2DcMwDshpoaObACDQ8MQE6bdZEY2OzwFT153YiCZ52Sqk1UPw6oh0QmwCz16tPBXwXgv_O05Qlzz8l76P9R9GwYSl4OaT1Mi1Kwm59cHQ/s1600-h/IMG_2265.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364021617484575234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCmOXJuj1Mf7e-IbZAB3feiObrlR8lHn8MVV2DcMwDshpoaObACDQ8MQE6bdZEY2OzwFT153YiCZ52Sqk1UPw6oh0QmwCz16tPBXwXgv_O05Qlzz8l76P9R9GwYSl4OaT1Mi1Kwm59cHQ/s320/IMG_2265.JPG" /></a> Ammah showing some of her 4th of July spirit with her red,white and blue headband.<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd4NXdqkz3E8QWQ1fZ8TYYns8pQadEECxrIAax2yED3yJizvim7MBYGMi-Rt7lTi-4QZP_zG2XQf0NKDkdb0OrxwUWkGel1JO_p-qpl6EewSUKXKakCdVzwj6EOy2TYdx51qiXtgc9EE/s1600-h/IMG_2270.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364021607618832258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisd4NXdqkz3E8QWQ1fZ8TYYns8pQadEECxrIAax2yED3yJizvim7MBYGMi-Rt7lTi-4QZP_zG2XQf0NKDkdb0OrxwUWkGel1JO_p-qpl6EewSUKXKakCdVzwj6EOy2TYdx51qiXtgc9EE/s320/IMG_2270.JPG" /></a> Savannah Jack performing for the Safford audience. It was such a great show!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbus36A_kK1TCXdDPmb4Wsqtw9MyB8H5vgHaIjbahz1I3vFWHkqEf6IBFs0X3snAiylpXLoj76Ehosc19qu1HGREdaOrjmHtysYKtRACLZcmK1OlcGba1-km_xXz2NkDj0CloT_zDRHM0/s1600-h/IMG_2275.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364021602001722098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbus36A_kK1TCXdDPmb4Wsqtw9MyB8H5vgHaIjbahz1I3vFWHkqEf6IBFs0X3snAiylpXLoj76Ehosc19qu1HGREdaOrjmHtysYKtRACLZcmK1OlcGba1-km_xXz2NkDj0CloT_zDRHM0/s320/IMG_2275.JPG" /></a>mmmm kettle corn to go around.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WLLLeuFl0hby48V9AVlZ4_CjLIUxSsEMtctkUSR1RgmOF27Qw_rV6qHDFnKXeqejtkltk95uI4187DXOhIkxS6H6m63T6EjE7JP4IFiFzU3aYKe3R-5ALlAB5KOSksoXaBfZ5aR6w1A/s1600-h/IMG_2303.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020933048779154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4WLLLeuFl0hby48V9AVlZ4_CjLIUxSsEMtctkUSR1RgmOF27Qw_rV6qHDFnKXeqejtkltk95uI4187DXOhIkxS6H6m63T6EjE7JP4IFiFzU3aYKe3R-5ALlAB5KOSksoXaBfZ5aR6w1A/s320/IMG_2303.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ugm5rWJHrCbrR7o9XAALoL9Yz9iJj-lFeaSEV2ewOaYv2KMs39_wbPx1SHe72S1egXAlp9TPbgFqwoaE0zQKZTmd-vHV2YXjoBVcpxl23gzYM0_7JaYC4847-Wj8SVRlhz7QKcAl3O8/s1600-h/IMG_2308.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020928364759906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ugm5rWJHrCbrR7o9XAALoL9Yz9iJj-lFeaSEV2ewOaYv2KMs39_wbPx1SHe72S1egXAlp9TPbgFqwoaE0zQKZTmd-vHV2YXjoBVcpxl23gzYM0_7JaYC4847-Wj8SVRlhz7QKcAl3O8/s320/IMG_2308.JPG" /></a>ooooh....ahhhh....pretty<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4muxvc1KP3DSqfZIzoAvf9fd5ixNbLsVr3FNoTvth5DEz3ZhWtc5HV4TSUV3uz5UfkYCY7KKlfBkKW9bcsjIOlakBsPARc1pEhsR9bDxYsPB_69Hes-19p-VKcA1hV3keeqRkkvWE8wY/s1600-h/IMG_2311.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020926961078658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4muxvc1KP3DSqfZIzoAvf9fd5ixNbLsVr3FNoTvth5DEz3ZhWtc5HV4TSUV3uz5UfkYCY7KKlfBkKW9bcsjIOlakBsPARc1pEhsR9bDxYsPB_69Hes-19p-VKcA1hV3keeqRkkvWE8wY/s320/IMG_2311.JPG" /></a>Myself and Savannah Jack Band. I felt like a total groupie.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020913269104482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTkWlWvnA7gblsmepz3bbwrJryv_vGhmKqXOP95GK_zJY7iYBMV-lLYgAuDDjwg2ThZV-kGa-jVl6ID_GPYC5jkRJpmq83SwszoAOah6SZfvlJ59BUDLGu5H1LfzupWE8rt_oW7hAD4k/s320/IMG_2322.JPG" /> <div>Rebecca and Shannon and all our kids. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8NgZ4GXBkiwytCXQRYwZH7I4pno9k1zYPBQ6jyS6KiGiwd388LaFG9H4OqF2WrbMUEmJ9yaq8nC_uEdGQw333Vb5JtrcwTPEbMSIWPBXZaq0N_BfiAHDyXex-p-YJK7ogPrNpafSIB0/s1600-h/IMG_2326.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364020922407519858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr8NgZ4GXBkiwytCXQRYwZH7I4pno9k1zYPBQ6jyS6KiGiwd388LaFG9H4OqF2WrbMUEmJ9yaq8nC_uEdGQw333Vb5JtrcwTPEbMSIWPBXZaq0N_BfiAHDyXex-p-YJK7ogPrNpafSIB0/s320/IMG_2326.JPG" /></a>As we were on our way out of town that day we took a picture of the new Temple being built in Thatcher.<br /></div></div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-36539821089935540572009-06-30T20:50:00.000-07:002009-07-01T11:49:26.320-07:00Church Girls Camp "Lo Mia" Style<div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;">This is the conversation between Shannon and Brother Decker back in December of 2008. </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;">Brother Decker: "Shannon, we would like to call you to serve as Ward Camp Director for Girls Camp this year. It's just 1 week out of the year. Can you accept the calling?". </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;">Shannon: "Ha Ha Ha Ha.....1 week out of the year! Oh, you were serious, Yes, I can accept that calling". (Shannon under her breath)"one week out of the year my tushy". </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;">About 10 meetings later and countless hours planning,selling See's Candy, sewing, purchasing, texting, calling, painting, delivering, photographing and praying, we were ready for our "one week" in the woods.</span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="justify"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;">All packed onto our Greyhound bus and off we go. </span></strong></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Tiffany and Andelyn were so excited to go together this year.</span></strong><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9yiH6dlb96nkFhT_TRkjLAmjNSd2-EaY1QUDEH3seky1RoBVyx904h7ylyXQFxDCWdjryAQbuJ3oG_WutV6MI3R8h8iPg9hZGG9mdRA73ojkzpNFYXStaMLsWMcVB4ZYreIS78o-2yk/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343065143846882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm9yiH6dlb96nkFhT_TRkjLAmjNSd2-EaY1QUDEH3seky1RoBVyx904h7ylyXQFxDCWdjryAQbuJ3oG_WutV6MI3R8h8iPg9hZGG9mdRA73ojkzpNFYXStaMLsWMcVB4ZYreIS78o-2yk/s200/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><br /><strong>Home Sweet Home. This was our cabin, not seen in this picture... our little roommate friends including, bugs, spiders, beetles and skunks. Camp songs lead by our 6th year YCL's and Ammah and Madi teaching 1st aide to all the 2nd year campers. </strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"></span></strong></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNiOV_sgnSYJzO9wrmSxu2rDdzRC3WAINlLx2Nl42kV612zyTeHJ2453ULxqo6Vy82PGfhEguy4zpmR9jyBVdU8w_1DjcBqdVBEaDhdJeNCV1hncmNlGyZp7beYHleT8DfcyvMmhmpkY/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343067886525698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFNiOV_sgnSYJzO9wrmSxu2rDdzRC3WAINlLx2Nl42kV612zyTeHJ2453ULxqo6Vy82PGfhEguy4zpmR9jyBVdU8w_1DjcBqdVBEaDhdJeNCV1hncmNlGyZp7beYHleT8DfcyvMmhmpkY/s200/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitIODx4xKLI0evkUlWNlCoAEEmweb9DO3VYc2e4xdrddS1fjUo0KFmhWDv48Jeh5ecO1HqBSoJt4kOdfqV4ELs-x6KzEYvR50hk05a5eCbyhfPUm7P7G_6RZPsblxh8KNjOrHoZ8iaLE/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343530653887570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhitIODx4xKLI0evkUlWNlCoAEEmweb9DO3VYc2e4xdrddS1fjUo0KFmhWDv48Jeh5ecO1HqBSoJt4kOdfqV4ELs-x6KzEYvR50hk05a5eCbyhfPUm7P7G_6RZPsblxh8KNjOrHoZ8iaLE/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhds2bQUrRdGwvVMz0mIuy9R0rr5Ym5Il5pVZAu4BJ7yqoPBM9uXXSP4pZNOLjyeU5_321JN2hAsYLoPkRMQZ1-pEI30CJ-tIdfV9icf0VDGQZM8laUgKMRI-5VwZqR6akKLUZ2HtZUusQ/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353343057428291762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhds2bQUrRdGwvVMz0mIuy9R0rr5Ym5Il5pVZAu4BJ7yqoPBM9uXXSP4pZNOLjyeU5_321JN2hAsYLoPkRMQZ1-pEI30CJ-tIdfV9icf0VDGQZM8laUgKMRI-5VwZqR6akKLUZ2HtZUusQ/s200/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">How lucky to get to attend girls camp with my two oldest girls this year. It was such a wonderful and spiritual experience. We had a great time and I don't think I embarrassed either of them even once.</span> </strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQpMbCMlJ774fqI4xFXSDv8-j88OHtPNRU-LET1LBsOvdqvhPjgiEeAdWX0dW-h1s1QvfcQPNxFhPikpe4YZVsIu_J-Czb7N9L2GZMpLEdWkZ2f7O4A7osxleTyIGRNQ0so-XjBXs9Ew/s1600-h/_MG_0025.CR2.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353342100958051634" style="WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQpMbCMlJ774fqI4xFXSDv8-j88OHtPNRU-LET1LBsOvdqvhPjgiEeAdWX0dW-h1s1QvfcQPNxFhPikpe4YZVsIu_J-Czb7N9L2GZMpLEdWkZ2f7O4A7osxleTyIGRNQ0so-XjBXs9Ew/s200/_MG_0025.CR2.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">CPR.. Andelyn practices how to resuscitate Edward if the opportunity ever arises.. Sarah Porter and her terrible flesh wound. Good thing we listened to our first aid teachers well enough to fix Sarah up. Last in the row of pics.. Our cabin girls, minus me taking the picture.</span></strong> </span><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3kWOyGgOiWsRKpW7Rd2aLGkZKt_Km95_jUpLZqYdPETuwoQortn-1OmNUIzYhyphenhyphen08LaRsjr_kuZtZHjjftl5x6L-Q3PrZpylpDe-H-iUbo8H4xRDH2RJ8L1IjhutEQft57sJlom3uNDA/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353342083840989682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF3kWOyGgOiWsRKpW7Rd2aLGkZKt_Km95_jUpLZqYdPETuwoQortn-1OmNUIzYhyphenhyphen08LaRsjr_kuZtZHjjftl5x6L-Q3PrZpylpDe-H-iUbo8H4xRDH2RJ8L1IjhutEQft57sJlom3uNDA/s200/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAuewuFVQ9Pwsu4Hhgk0P4muyfIHsSydb6V9jOj9Y9_70oooIBx2QtYb9bGBD_0jK1jrFCmqtK_WmVV4RAb0N0odbc4nYbcXPXGogqTazutpw2f0OgXz3fgQ0SSWqntA71XhXZovgRgo/s1600-h/IMG_0230.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353342095466754898" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaAuewuFVQ9Pwsu4Hhgk0P4muyfIHsSydb6V9jOj9Y9_70oooIBx2QtYb9bGBD_0jK1jrFCmqtK_WmVV4RAb0N0odbc4nYbcXPXGogqTazutpw2f0OgXz3fgQ0SSWqntA71XhXZovgRgo/s200/IMG_0230.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgAp0JK4beScZ_p58VshkXIQ1dFZzpnVQGwDycrtzlHrmwifQOZaar84Rq0VlOIuQiWIJU8ZOPeF03BZq0LDwYxUg3oVH49L3ikw9Ov43mTQxK1juEeNyr-hPesK4T-yBADP1Rnh8IEw/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353342100482750850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEgAp0JK4beScZ_p58VshkXIQ1dFZzpnVQGwDycrtzlHrmwifQOZaar84Rq0VlOIuQiWIJU8ZOPeF03BZq0LDwYxUg3oVH49L3ikw9Ov43mTQxK1juEeNyr-hPesK4T-yBADP1Rnh8IEw/s200/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">Skit night. Nough said. You just had to be there.</span></strong> </span></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vxHrq9gfVa-Mf3wGbQ3A-2NDYgLcKJIYi1Ftf1ET7-8QElgtfTqc5zkd-JOWbWQFwbpXPmHzFaS7Im2OQNLo10RcFii8Lt92Kcai4zpbp3AluJmr3pzS41B22znSiUEQhUtAiaxXsjo/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353341269589693666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vxHrq9gfVa-Mf3wGbQ3A-2NDYgLcKJIYi1Ftf1ET7-8QElgtfTqc5zkd-JOWbWQFwbpXPmHzFaS7Im2OQNLo10RcFii8Lt92Kcai4zpbp3AluJmr3pzS41B22znSiUEQhUtAiaxXsjo/s200/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a><strong> </strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk0uffp6h3Op1FHsZE4SbVs4GX-9zvXpsbDgEqwM8HjG89JSd4Jr8UYdD5noWpSY339xCZw3Zm7Wrib6yrpAotf_PZn11ODLqsLBO3pAmf75Oq0n8yQg43Af0RZtCBZ71psb72hFmN0v4/s1600-h/IMG_0181.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353341272716112498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk0uffp6h3Op1FHsZE4SbVs4GX-9zvXpsbDgEqwM8HjG89JSd4Jr8UYdD5noWpSY339xCZw3Zm7Wrib6yrpAotf_PZn11ODLqsLBO3pAmf75Oq0n8yQg43Af0RZtCBZ71psb72hFmN0v4/s200/IMG_0181.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a><strong> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKd2Qx0pdxhkMT6KfY8zWMOMpzrUp9RKAbq3OFAZLqTeshejkM3d4-X3uv6HrfmcljQOLK7dclAbHHB2DS3rqkGvI-ejCfku4qax-FlNvWNxb4SPs5xu9rFzfnfhlRvPOghs-O6v0Le0/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353341275844620914" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKd2Qx0pdxhkMT6KfY8zWMOMpzrUp9RKAbq3OFAZLqTeshejkM3d4-X3uv6HrfmcljQOLK7dclAbHHB2DS3rqkGvI-ejCfku4qax-FlNvWNxb4SPs5xu9rFzfnfhlRvPOghs-O6v0Le0/s200/IMG_0158.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a></strong></div><div><br /><strong></strong></div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">This activity was set up for the 6th years and leaders only. It's called 'The Flying Squirrel', we were attached at the waist to our harnesses, the ropes went up and over (through a pulley system) one rope and connected to an ATV on the other end. The "flyer" takes off running in one direction while the ATV takes off in the other direction. This pulls the "flyer" out and up to the top of the high rope.. It was exhilarating. So fun. Ammah and I both had a turn.</span></strong> </span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vAGOusPF-vpbMydzCvVF0LkOD7cYFAbh3OmSHkRMVQyO8cByMuQej-gda2vokXBwW2j5oXoBpfG7WJ1Pf7XZibX3BScXq6CoKCFKV5mJMPw7zsMn7HCQlofQzDZSrxu9R2RhrktBJeo/s1600-h/IMG_0140.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353340220139381826" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3vAGOusPF-vpbMydzCvVF0LkOD7cYFAbh3OmSHkRMVQyO8cByMuQej-gda2vokXBwW2j5oXoBpfG7WJ1Pf7XZibX3BScXq6CoKCFKV5mJMPw7zsMn7HCQlofQzDZSrxu9R2RhrktBJeo/s200/IMG_0140.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZrLoI92AnsN4YNzOpcn5fMXBmmIstmVcxf3YPvto0UHX0rJNQwxtPC3KQ2Nb2whAXzde4ibc4TxdnsG5RHKljEUnQWP5iUxCItRHZ2HZkDDiL9swza7mm9hdWCBeImUlw7CdJaByXyhI/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353340224956497490" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZrLoI92AnsN4YNzOpcn5fMXBmmIstmVcxf3YPvto0UHX0rJNQwxtPC3KQ2Nb2whAXzde4ibc4TxdnsG5RHKljEUnQWP5iUxCItRHZ2HZkDDiL9swza7mm9hdWCBeImUlw7CdJaByXyhI/s200/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxKF5Oa5MuIW2HUPe7uOTcJRxr_rC1kFZHy_qa2A9Uo-oDhdaPQJMxoHoCIJEGNvgPESAclI6jsWkgPhkVlQhdzvpTZpX0onQpdAySWSJEud_4hT2g1R0aVfeEUlMCCJFzKKdsGg0W37Y/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353340231270924914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxKF5Oa5MuIW2HUPe7uOTcJRxr_rC1kFZHy_qa2A9Uo-oDhdaPQJMxoHoCIJEGNvgPESAclI6jsWkgPhkVlQhdzvpTZpX0onQpdAySWSJEud_4hT2g1R0aVfeEUlMCCJFzKKdsGg0W37Y/s200/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVsFMKW002N_3khMIp0L18rkhyphenhyphenAPZns3T13mHxXvRMTjVqu_NneatG2zHvjvwjdNXMdGv2a4r7d46CB3pQJ_cu4qyWkTdzd6bXR1AaDD3w4qOjHgx0RiWUAtXE-ZgJ7dvVQz5SvagiV0/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353341261884736882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVsFMKW002N_3khMIp0L18rkhyphenhyphenAPZns3T13mHxXvRMTjVqu_NneatG2zHvjvwjdNXMdGv2a4r7d46CB3pQJ_cu4qyWkTdzd6bXR1AaDD3w4qOjHgx0RiWUAtXE-ZgJ7dvVQz5SvagiV0/s200/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><div><div><div><div><strong>2nd year activities included archery and a zip line. Andelyn hit her target almost every time. She says this was her favorite activity at camp this year.<br /></strong><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0hfq1TDxZ0-2doEXuIjN0BGcXEn65hGzRg6TOtKtaCHilxyspLr3tWgNnmotIP5ACXRaPKXx6QqK7WZ1GdMZ2sk2xhmCDk6igcE9fgj20463CyTjg9HQbfnPgS1IlnqTqQgriGanlYc/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339276525076338" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0hfq1TDxZ0-2doEXuIjN0BGcXEn65hGzRg6TOtKtaCHilxyspLr3tWgNnmotIP5ACXRaPKXx6QqK7WZ1GdMZ2sk2xhmCDk6igcE9fgj20463CyTjg9HQbfnPgS1IlnqTqQgriGanlYc/s200/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKUoilarBTSjWwZO2hP8fo71RSutNEoNu995CQnZdKTSdYAX6pV5-0zUwh7h81I6ZabBgfuYlep4ZgAYcKk-BJT2P_6VqVoWZlkj8vzTgDyvDOQhujWLmjEuiTJGBmR8J-8NRBLY_1utQ/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353340215784975858" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKUoilarBTSjWwZO2hP8fo71RSutNEoNu995CQnZdKTSdYAX6pV5-0zUwh7h81I6ZabBgfuYlep4ZgAYcKk-BJT2P_6VqVoWZlkj8vzTgDyvDOQhujWLmjEuiTJGBmR8J-8NRBLY_1utQ/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6nJwr9hQy1iuYt7VEUXRL94ymIwFZEUz6kIjk7JJjql8aVnJoL8_pM0Ltls6JLedZRRGykFzvYPgiIIv3iK_MoHCkBJFpo7Jc3a__KbgXZfK6Tlhl2J_5eXqejceop_R28V1DyBgFrFU/s1600-h/IMG_0076.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339273962966498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6nJwr9hQy1iuYt7VEUXRL94ymIwFZEUz6kIjk7JJjql8aVnJoL8_pM0Ltls6JLedZRRGykFzvYPgiIIv3iK_MoHCkBJFpo7Jc3a__KbgXZfK6Tlhl2J_5eXqejceop_R28V1DyBgFrFU/s200/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span></div><div><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvz61l8W-6XnO6C7ENpX39r67oD4bUdJaXZ-JBd4totuFingsjSSDvaB758MsJVlPiNKo3WtGwDJdCw-io0XgV0feRjAHjFrH1FYdr5AbQobMwoyczFsmMI6OfQ084qGDuUSx9BLvtR4/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339257310876850" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPvz61l8W-6XnO6C7ENpX39r67oD4bUdJaXZ-JBd4totuFingsjSSDvaB758MsJVlPiNKo3WtGwDJdCw-io0XgV0feRjAHjFrH1FYdr5AbQobMwoyczFsmMI6OfQ084qGDuUSx9BLvtR4/s200/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLwozAs5LOyqo7XUUnyuUH9drRZ44y3sodgsCvSYUWKXx30MKze5afEFqQNwwfuFi5pVa-286bik0B7UG_0rAbbI8o-_W0tL1xoPjAnV6BxKUd8svPOc1RzpXZZ0aSzAY6O3KLOMq1owY/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339259493468882" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLwozAs5LOyqo7XUUnyuUH9drRZ44y3sodgsCvSYUWKXx30MKze5afEFqQNwwfuFi5pVa-286bik0B7UG_0rAbbI8o-_W0tL1xoPjAnV6BxKUd8svPOc1RzpXZZ0aSzAY6O3KLOMq1owY/s200/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Ly0C-PKc7fTO6VGLdval5XT7dYAwW_RATwukZryZ-uPY3ZjvBudVbRYd73ru8K5-BJfPmKqSd_ooGECe-Xh2RnHt-QYUQtlBv2eCCZbph8vPSJtTPE9Ar3RJcFF-qCynPwqbMkCd_5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0060.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353339266059684418" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Ly0C-PKc7fTO6VGLdval5XT7dYAwW_RATwukZryZ-uPY3ZjvBudVbRYd73ru8K5-BJfPmKqSd_ooGECe-Xh2RnHt-QYUQtlBv2eCCZbph8vPSJtTPE9Ar3RJcFF-qCynPwqbMkCd_5Q/s200/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /> </div></span><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><strong></strong></div><div><strong>Amazing Race day. We ran around to all these different countries and had to complete interesting and crazy activities for points. We came in 3rd. Blowing bubble gum after chomping down on a package of crackers, tied up and getting to a destination, leading a blind partner down an obstacle course. The girls had a great time.<br /></div></strong><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJlNiKOEHdLjLkcztF2SvgQwCu6zoNnFpHNQ_81ysTyTdEySDJowBtRbxXf-D9RrmxUu1tjdTjdrn-MjwtgXkzuWl1XXiTlIdtyg6lzvhYNw_a6l7AtcfYlCKk43lx_AXJZoQegdgNwE/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337959322865602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSJlNiKOEHdLjLkcztF2SvgQwCu6zoNnFpHNQ_81ysTyTdEySDJowBtRbxXf-D9RrmxUu1tjdTjdrn-MjwtgXkzuWl1XXiTlIdtyg6lzvhYNw_a6l7AtcfYlCKk43lx_AXJZoQegdgNwE/s200/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337952067632018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP-UxcSFSNiEBfynEYGZk64GjOkZxTH7bEBLqy2bZ-y6scGVujm5y3IzHO7ImdfIBt9H1HYGPdUzdtyC22ZpORb2To-a-qAcs_YlCv5_wKE4Ixm8I6lIucLKvbt7V9mP3xdG_9SjMDj80/s200/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymHkr6gfgMunwzYXZbRdMUHy4s3SYedOTLZjwVIpGv9RtlvXznwEUgMbofnAggMj7IWBkYBaRkyBhefcDJo4-ubcx9e55Sfb43Oy0m9-0DDs9mI97Pq22DidUFszGIarRALzZrRksIPA/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337951134820546" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhymHkr6gfgMunwzYXZbRdMUHy4s3SYedOTLZjwVIpGv9RtlvXznwEUgMbofnAggMj7IWBkYBaRkyBhefcDJo4-ubcx9e55Sfb43Oy0m9-0DDs9mI97Pq22DidUFszGIarRALzZrRksIPA/s200/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></div><div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:100%;">Water fight and more camp songs on the last night.</span></strong> </span></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qRl4CS4-aplkE21aVRj2hzj7UZenj0uhSffCxobZFRnLIWXymQZ_Y9YwDc-kIx-6k39gYZ62cPqjMvAkmBYLwVdvJ1Zmz5s3T25I-19H_dX7qjHFD8SAuYZWNsmIcb81kHm0T0WMrL4/s1600-h/IMG_0256.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337110954553122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9qRl4CS4-aplkE21aVRj2hzj7UZenj0uhSffCxobZFRnLIWXymQZ_Y9YwDc-kIx-6k39gYZ62cPqjMvAkmBYLwVdvJ1Zmz5s3T25I-19H_dX7qjHFD8SAuYZWNsmIcb81kHm0T0WMrL4/s200/IMG_0256.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggCPxFr6P4y3uULYC88vvqeLPjCJvBWdk0Q3obBIFauKDkxRKz0Pdxu9ZtthugFJVdzHU3LGKaK7GP9sPn_uNrlI9gmtP9Nzksx3D0XrkIK3GlN5duSmJevGPM4e0rjAeiejCELcCGfss/s1600-h/IMG_0259.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337106200528914" style="WIDTH: 200px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMbh5_jstfBgB4bxKCfQgq-Okyyj95HtcHJ-zyTbCBRaCGbsozVSn8He4hXtg1cTz91EPXCE-tkeN1tlUt_5ZFnUO8-POPKkIZbFrVMrVGMLuA2V0jfeXsY-82ookedC5O60n0WJVKgw/s200/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3rJ5FKky-tdqAU5sTZsSS8N_LuecLrMRjPKcolaTBlnrSoRMFq8omNP_DPzJ7TPZG7VLH-2P5V6x3-3ioueYIQ-n0gII7ijvROo29eMrtcpo4JoZjSws7UEXSkXuWeKcTLHGqkGjQ5Bg/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353337941435019410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3rJ5FKky-tdqAU5sTZsSS8N_LuecLrMRjPKcolaTBlnrSoRMFq8omNP_DPzJ7TPZG7VLH-2P5V6x3-3ioueYIQ-n0gII7ijvROo29eMrtcpo4JoZjSws7UEXSkXuWeKcTLHGqkGjQ5Bg/s200/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><strong>We were all sad to leave. I wanted to stay and enjoy a few more days with all the youth and especially my two girls. I feel so blessed to have been able to be a part of their camp experience. They are both such amazing girls. I was so proud of them for being leaders and friends. It's not an easy thing to take over in a leadership position when you are only 17 but Ammah arose to the occasion. I also became closer to several women in our ward and had so much fun making fun of everything and ourselves. What a hoot Sister Tuckett, Deanna Denton and Nicole Eagleston are.<br /></strong><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-83513923951846094702009-06-15T23:08:00.000-07:002009-06-16T16:13:41.814-07:00OUR HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTejsml40z5WQirP-MT01C6Sx1tfnfV7C6bXEMW54SN0vo5-PZZi_BWNf09dBzigDmrvEMUs5xUsmdfnaYUDOEAGqG1bmlYPPY-gYVXT2WYIRuTv9pl2r5cHtw8y5tpTDrCn1sa-suUeI/s1600-h/IMG_0192.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347958200434888050" style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTejsml40z5WQirP-MT01C6Sx1tfnfV7C6bXEMW54SN0vo5-PZZi_BWNf09dBzigDmrvEMUs5xUsmdfnaYUDOEAGqG1bmlYPPY-gYVXT2WYIRuTv9pl2r5cHtw8y5tpTDrCn1sa-suUeI/s400/IMG_0192.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a><strong> </strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>After 12 years of school Ammah </strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">has graduated </span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">from Red Mountain </span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>High School. It has been a</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>wonderful journey. Lets take a</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">quick look from </span><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;">the beginning.</span><br /></strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDS7yaqGp9wL8KMMcp2LOoHgVJ9KeX9LRu98fvfkL-2T-AmihaEY2G9rUJFJ6d7YNDON6CTTuKlxhUUgOcC82nZXwKMNUiHJQPUeufNq3pgpyaZzs5rpDbt4zl7SDw4r2Cz7crTsryC8/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804644370432482" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqDS7yaqGp9wL8KMMcp2LOoHgVJ9KeX9LRu98fvfkL-2T-AmihaEY2G9rUJFJ6d7YNDON6CTTuKlxhUUgOcC82nZXwKMNUiHJQPUeufNq3pgpyaZzs5rpDbt4zl7SDw4r2Cz7crTsryC8/s400/ammah's+slide+show+001.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">17 and 1/2 years ago David and I </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">brought our sweet</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">little Ammah into</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">this world. It was the most</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">special day we had ever experienced.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">What joy </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">and happiness she brought</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">to our lives. </span><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitebocNZjkmuEGeMEcHoHVqAccI4DADoyyN-fSpdQvCIS7Mw0DvejYQAunuc3nvLic4pQrC62XZ5j0CDPb-VZAMjo62t8OuaTG4PuhXv84RxPaCqMh1giMAxO6JyyKA3-JteeLCZgXK8I/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804647677209154" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitebocNZjkmuEGeMEcHoHVqAccI4DADoyyN-fSpdQvCIS7Mw0DvejYQAunuc3nvLic4pQrC62XZ5j0CDPb-VZAMjo62t8OuaTG4PuhXv84RxPaCqMh1giMAxO6JyyKA3-JteeLCZgXK8I/s400/ammah's+slide+show+002.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Our world revolved around this little girl. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">We felt so blessed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMF8kalSFlfmsRAouXTrimgPNyvZzOXcdRANb_G2utEFxG6I9H2V3VTO-GyQ3-eib9Hr1r4yRYx9VO27lboSYPBzvA-1FOKWHGoXuQx2iLYM8gPXxtgcQvDt5uU71gIdEFPvUL6u9VqPM/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347805109862572002" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMF8kalSFlfmsRAouXTrimgPNyvZzOXcdRANb_G2utEFxG6I9H2V3VTO-GyQ3-eib9Hr1r4yRYx9VO27lboSYPBzvA-1FOKWHGoXuQx2iLYM8gPXxtgcQvDt5uU71gIdEFPvUL6u9VqPM/s400/ammah's+slide+show+004.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Many days were spent, trying to make her </span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>laugh, talk, sleep, learn and love.<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRQ9J8V_9EziOp8grMcVUcC7GWL8yTgXi_Bu2IPJtHGuYx4sDQ_bJSNiGSlSFj3cuj4ChODdQN1MDBZiv5vdGSRLPFPlZ1pqRT1rvqi8utGrfAchxdMu5-Oe6rCL2R2-qck4yfHk4cQ0/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804648085945458" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRQ9J8V_9EziOp8grMcVUcC7GWL8yTgXi_Bu2IPJtHGuYx4sDQ_bJSNiGSlSFj3cuj4ChODdQN1MDBZiv5vdGSRLPFPlZ1pqRT1rvqi8utGrfAchxdMu5-Oe6rCL2R2-qck4yfHk4cQ0/s400/ammah's+slide+show+017.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">School days started and Mom wept with</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">sadness </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">at how quickly </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">life had </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">been passing</span><span style="font-family:courier new;"> by. It was time</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">for school and </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">books </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">and other people</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">in her life</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">besides her Mom and Dad.</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>Ammah started reading with in 2 weeks</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>of attending Kindergarten at Noah Webster</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Basic School.</span> Mom cried that day too.<br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9pkfrB2JCcEkwWcUkNABf-5JvQNl3J5o0yPXveUMoeMuvGU4WaT3LoHm7JiNzOB_TGdjDoCp1HzxrJq0ryvdSejWPB348pRZftkz8Ec2GT4ilBd6xUwNIxp-u6ES9-PaeVBXFq1jU9E/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347805111844737554" style="WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv9pkfrB2JCcEkwWcUkNABf-5JvQNl3J5o0yPXveUMoeMuvGU4WaT3LoHm7JiNzOB_TGdjDoCp1HzxrJq0ryvdSejWPB348pRZftkz8Ec2GT4ilBd6xUwNIxp-u6ES9-PaeVBXFq1jU9E/s400/ammah's+slide+show+038.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ammah learned what fun was at a very young </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">age and</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">always wanted to be doing something</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">or going somewhere</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">special. </span><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1tIH00FAgRpAnsjkMGmFegY2IyjRk_chdsoL3FjB-5UVdY4jSoyO7K2e1rNFtEcHc8q3EAHn-SxY7PnCN3huuzVQS2n6aLGUUCNrDNvnyj236Vk9HbEDdMgy4b8xIDvXp3hRoKPVndQ/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347805117432288018" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr1tIH00FAgRpAnsjkMGmFegY2IyjRk_chdsoL3FjB-5UVdY4jSoyO7K2e1rNFtEcHc8q3EAHn-SxY7PnCN3huuzVQS2n6aLGUUCNrDNvnyj236Vk9HbEDdMgy4b8xIDvXp3hRoKPVndQ/s400/ammah's+slide+show+042.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Rocky Point was the most "special"</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>place Ammah wanted to be. The</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>ocean and beach have always been </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>her favorite vacations.<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4es2VV1TaPjruk8EqdwadnJ-AoHbpfhbNdUWBUV4lDbj4vI-G2sHwYR6AJecACzICH7Yuh87cuJuqnQzCAOuEthl_jxvGpqVTQSZPYlGKuMBCJSQjkBt4qEytX8KIgerNWuLB13LZUxo/s1600-h/ammah"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347805115490399282" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4es2VV1TaPjruk8EqdwadnJ-AoHbpfhbNdUWBUV4lDbj4vI-G2sHwYR6AJecACzICH7Yuh87cuJuqnQzCAOuEthl_jxvGpqVTQSZPYlGKuMBCJSQjkBt4qEytX8KIgerNWuLB13LZUxo/s400/ammah's+slide+show+047.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Ammah started dance lessons when</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">she was</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">only 3 years old and </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">studied tap, jazz and ballet </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">for 14 years. Watching Ammah</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">dance over the years</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">has been</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">a privilege and a joy. </span><br /><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Ry7HVvfLM6gxfTPipC_knglWXdemHjXoBOrkgjI4w7sZYh0O-j1UK5qKel9YqgYdg83hQ9k7b70sNgT4g6S6VMhRxlN0AIqEVL96DfTN51hhX4LSzuszlc2Qv_83RjGPjJm15AA-gM4/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347806487725087186" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 387px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Ry7HVvfLM6gxfTPipC_knglWXdemHjXoBOrkgjI4w7sZYh0O-j1UK5qKel9YqgYdg83hQ9k7b70sNgT4g6S6VMhRxlN0AIqEVL96DfTN51hhX4LSzuszlc2Qv_83RjGPjJm15AA-gM4/s400/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">She has been able to perform </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">at many venues</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">over the years</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">including </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">parades, balls, Senior Centers</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Disneyland, competitions and </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the State Fair.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgZAuGNcIayd6huDTYpbastwJDqry5XDB1XnKUoYFwpYKddh53DVK2EUlRPca5mFrCxS5GD34vs2L9YyoCo-uU9mHo6uRLIJvuCzITIKOlDMO9ynKvMAxor6KPAptyZwYwA911tucnI8/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347806663390366962" style="WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgZAuGNcIayd6huDTYpbastwJDqry5XDB1XnKUoYFwpYKddh53DVK2EUlRPca5mFrCxS5GD34vs2L9YyoCo-uU9mHo6uRLIJvuCzITIKOlDMO9ynKvMAxor6KPAptyZwYwA911tucnI8/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Graduation into Jr. High was </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">a big step in growing up. Studies </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">were harder, </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">relationships with</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">both boys and girls were</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">formed and I could see the </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">beginning </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">of my </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">letting go coming</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">straight ahead.Cheer was a</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;">wonderful highlite of 9th grade.</span><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLhM8kY0_37pCt0yQNu_M8N8h9uoSXyOfAKOzeF2hUHilBUqZL30fE_gWtz15w7esopYXDanx8MiYjaHIgkv9IGP0ZesBq8NUK19O12Zo5YUFzbLpAx1O2FavI-cx-Zz7bRtvRkx9Pn8/s1600-h/IMG_0131.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347806954124894962" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheLhM8kY0_37pCt0yQNu_M8N8h9uoSXyOfAKOzeF2hUHilBUqZL30fE_gWtz15w7esopYXDanx8MiYjaHIgkv9IGP0ZesBq8NUK19O12Zo5YUFzbLpAx1O2FavI-cx-Zz7bRtvRkx9Pn8/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I love this picture of Ammah </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">and Amelia</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">at recital time. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">She is an amazing big </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">sister and loves Amelia and</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Andelyn with </span></strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>all her heart.<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjcVPsaxgrYSZGZbWoegUy97SuSEH9TFQ8aWH3GLaZoO_9Y5zhYmnUuNRWKZ08JxSCqV-IeX38xTuDBBhra3YMxfzteQf8femcHRx0UBA4dKg_tL-QqdtcTv6rF1m2Ji4baZWoGqi0DAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1560.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347805103159905522" style="WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjcVPsaxgrYSZGZbWoegUy97SuSEH9TFQ8aWH3GLaZoO_9Y5zhYmnUuNRWKZ08JxSCqV-IeX38xTuDBBhra3YMxfzteQf8femcHRx0UBA4dKg_tL-QqdtcTv6rF1m2Ji4baZWoGqi0DAQ/s400/IMG_1560.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">It has been so fun watching Ammah </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">turn </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">into the beautiful daughter</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">she is.Shopping </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">for clothes together</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">wasn't always the </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">easiest adventure</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">but I'll always remember </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">how proud I</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">felt when she walked out the door</span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>in appropriate, fashionable attire.Her</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>last two years of High School were busy </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>with dance, dates, friends and group outings.<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hvm6YSoQ4_2uGbEZ02M1lXXLxLYnJGeEk-kEssltP6Q8ate-U_aUEDPCYYZbSrqE5W2fGzX2C7Uv98tjRp3Oz6VfIhdqso-l0KL4E5pjMUdhAyah_rzAEZ-4eKi8SA8gOjt_ivXcNng/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804641537910130" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1hvm6YSoQ4_2uGbEZ02M1lXXLxLYnJGeEk-kEssltP6Q8ate-U_aUEDPCYYZbSrqE5W2fGzX2C7Uv98tjRp3Oz6VfIhdqso-l0KL4E5pjMUdhAyah_rzAEZ-4eKi8SA8gOjt_ivXcNng/s400/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /></strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Senior portraits! So pretty. How </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">could the time have passed by so quickly?</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>Ammah has blossomed into a smart,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>thoughtful, reserverd young woman. I'm</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"><strong>sure her Heavenly Father is well pleased</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Courier New;">with her and all she has become.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinCkGjDw5dWqw9vjZzjI8NWRpm59uHQT4SiiLHcWc5sSAT8tlrxPMkqCzgoR7p-7f-cNa-8mU5MYcRLxIPG0o1j9o_4u0x2f-Guzk_45BxA1Qrrk4qfyV7Imo8paZ-3hpMdJRUAH3kuNI/s1600-h/IMG_1716.JPG"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347804638274057762" style="WIDTH: 376px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinCkGjDw5dWqw9vjZzjI8NWRpm59uHQT4SiiLHcWc5sSAT8tlrxPMkqCzgoR7p-7f-cNa-8mU5MYcRLxIPG0o1j9o_4u0x2f-Guzk_45BxA1Qrrk4qfyV7Imo8paZ-3hpMdJRUAH3kuNI/s400/IMG_1716.JPG" border="0" /></span></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Graduation Day. It rained.. no it poured</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">the entire duration of the ceremony. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I think it was </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">very memorable.</span> <span style="font-family:courier new;">The graduates </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:courier new;">seemed to enjoy themselves very much.<br /></span><span style="font-family:courier new;">Congratulations Ammah. It seems like </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">an end but really it's just the beginning.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Here is to our new </span><span style="font-family:courier new;">relationship as</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">parents of an almost adult daughter. </span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>College here she comes. </strong></span>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-2079225341099427592009-05-18T17:42:00.000-07:002009-05-18T21:59:57.175-07:00DANCE PHOTO SHOOTI took all three girls down to the dance studio a few weeks ago for a 'dance style' photo shoot and we had so much fun. I loved how so many of the photos turned out and thought I'd share some of my favorites.. In no particular order...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12AYxFL3eyZZO4PyvfOz45A7lurPV3Md_BI-yLPJi1_Fq39CAfM7uDVn3DWoRO7O6U7mhkY6psX_1TuufvbmPooK4byMDszkWGb-jhC2zk5WSQt7tl5-O8inwxJoaLk6LNoeLG-ryG8I/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332978462555954" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh12AYxFL3eyZZO4PyvfOz45A7lurPV3Md_BI-yLPJi1_Fq39CAfM7uDVn3DWoRO7O6U7mhkY6psX_1TuufvbmPooK4byMDszkWGb-jhC2zk5WSQt7tl5-O8inwxJoaLk6LNoeLG-ryG8I/s400/IMG_1236.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15ZWBiwCiP-qpuRkGPQKzWGYOoy9su2GIAM5W1Zb6vrRheXQsfvZrJlFWFSjUTbgXatKp-VqYgjzxd4X88FgcKUb-27jIQUUV8ztwTwCj7Gkr0Ag5RXh7ivpy1YDxx3qXV_V8_uVbayI/s1600-h/IMG_1023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332974572100034" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15ZWBiwCiP-qpuRkGPQKzWGYOoy9su2GIAM5W1Zb6vrRheXQsfvZrJlFWFSjUTbgXatKp-VqYgjzxd4X88FgcKUb-27jIQUUV8ztwTwCj7Gkr0Ag5RXh7ivpy1YDxx3qXV_V8_uVbayI/s400/IMG_1023.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyU1Af1TfNZQkfZAqh3ldjNhHjV6wX2KNIGN9hdLuPuD5q0ga-xsczRAZqgLFthzu9ylC6Uil8grYPogGjMLYAHaXFyo28XkGSm8HwrbN_saKtfjIT0MPQApVG3ag3ckrNhyphenhyphenmFzWFiDTs/s1600-h/IMG_1222.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337332977958367794" style="WIDTH: 267px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxtJhiGBo8_f8yeH8N9i5KIB1j9soT_1h3Ic_-ryDlQ5fNHZVexx_7VNCbPKMva4yuvfsrIHv2qcOUd8PgjQDzQuXLq6XJDwEx7zdEKgn0OqajN_Yu0uX0JUBUIEJlmk7v7zgs-6S4m6Q/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4989361633478877294.post-47911863303330106882009-03-19T16:04:00.000-07:002009-03-19T16:21:42.546-07:00<span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"><strong>One of my earliest memories as a little girl was knowing what made a good twirly dress. I remember shopping with my mother and putting my nose in the air over many of her suggestions for purchases because I knew what she didn't...... If it didn't have a long loose skirt part, it wouldn't twirl and if it didn't twirl I didn't want it. I wish I had pictures of those dresses but it doesn't really matter, I remember many of them and I have vivid memories of twirling away.. especially on Tuesdays during primary on the big green lawn in front of the old white church in downtown St. Johns. I don't think twirly dresses will ever go out of style. All of my little girls have had them and Amelia is no exception. Twirl away my pretty girl.<br /></strong></span><br /><div><div><strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9UmstkmiuwnLyrXTtTCiZ0Hc3kQZWf0jqx4-IwKcrAiJ0G2LJRPWQdSfXNBRnW52aJ4g4MtohLv3Swk1WD3CQuVlJv1T3ZWcsGniogMjubOGc4z4a1MtNTPqarXPOjqPT6QkdKtCXL0/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315039519345491122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA9UmstkmiuwnLyrXTtTCiZ0Hc3kQZWf0jqx4-IwKcrAiJ0G2LJRPWQdSfXNBRnW52aJ4g4MtohLv3Swk1WD3CQuVlJv1T3ZWcsGniogMjubOGc4z4a1MtNTPqarXPOjqPT6QkdKtCXL0/s400/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QWqhLU7ysl-5T0j9UktX3Rf4X6yjvv8qfw9mRw5z4zwPPDxpu1-bTqqReBQUjY9F6hA3wgFwRTjDtcIIHz9q9kW35OTr-FqljUFYJEcwhPn398Q3c5z5LOZ9ybgM7CfATkB_8qphtMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315042182430801682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7QWqhLU7ysl-5T0j9UktX3Rf4X6yjvv8qfw9mRw5z4zwPPDxpu1-bTqqReBQUjY9F6hA3wgFwRTjDtcIIHz9q9kW35OTr-FqljUFYJEcwhPn398Q3c5z5LOZ9ybgM7CfATkB_8qphtMQ/s400/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></strong><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivIb6Hnu5fy71dWZ4KBYu6O4HXw2Kx9brMBQ1Yb4UWcap51-oNQa239gRMQYjFMjijYpNM6zdan9gxZhd2-7RMhQG5yQn2lhhSjZ7_cPEX2e2onVqq-UE56SioJnv8L0sJaVE8xw9Qyd8/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315039513781024818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivIb6Hnu5fy71dWZ4KBYu6O4HXw2Kx9brMBQ1Yb4UWcap51-oNQa239gRMQYjFMjijYpNM6zdan9gxZhd2-7RMhQG5yQn2lhhSjZ7_cPEX2e2onVqq-UE56SioJnv8L0sJaVE8xw9Qyd8/s400/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01389035682012799053noreply@blogger.com3