tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77608485516310172232024-03-13T14:49:42.888-06:00The Brothers FamilyBrothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-34331997765898279262009-06-29T09:50:00.003-06:002009-06-29T10:07:50.236-06:00Lake Powell Trip<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SkjlnTvNJbI/AAAAAAAAAps/WrPKxy1dMp8/s1600-h/DSC01694.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352780620605760946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SkjlnTvNJbI/AAAAAAAAAps/WrPKxy1dMp8/s320/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our family (minus Brandon) went to Lake Powell with another family in our ward this past week. It was SO much fun and everyone would definately go again!! Here is all of the girls, plus baby Brynn that we all loved so much.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SkjlnFqklhI/AAAAAAAAApk/efc3k8fK7eI/s1600-h/DSC01663.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352780616828229138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SkjlnFqklhI/AAAAAAAAApk/efc3k8fK7eI/s320/DSC01663.JPG" border="0" /></a> Marshall and dad, "hangin' loose".<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Skjlm9GUpvI/AAAAAAAAApc/Ry1ZyZAtxTM/s1600-h/DSC01637.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352780614528706290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Skjlm9GUpvI/AAAAAAAAApc/Ry1ZyZAtxTM/s320/DSC01637.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mom, Leah, and Lindsey relaxing on the couch.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-2843886496743895022009-04-19T17:08:00.002-06:002009-04-19T17:17:25.235-06:00Prom<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv-UhqBYI/AAAAAAAAApU/J7KSNC6CBiw/s1600-h/IMG_5347.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326544469492368770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv-UhqBYI/AAAAAAAAApU/J7KSNC6CBiw/s320/IMG_5347.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Lexi finishing my make up.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv-J1MVGI/AAAAAAAAApM/craBuGamsW0/s1600-h/IMG_5358.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326544466621518946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv-J1MVGI/AAAAAAAAApM/craBuGamsW0/s320/IMG_5358.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Josh Fox and Jessica!!!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv92o345I/AAAAAAAAApE/Q5j15k_e_3I/s1600-h/IMG_5360.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326544461469574034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv92o345I/AAAAAAAAApE/Q5j15k_e_3I/s320/IMG_5360.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brandon and Jessica<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv9rV_O-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/MVqtHuVE-UY/s1600-h/IMG_5361.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326544458437573602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv9rV_O-I/AAAAAAAAAo8/MVqtHuVE-UY/s320/IMG_5361.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brandon and Sarah Loock<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv9EMC4xI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_Ww4howJb7I/s1600-h/IMG_5364.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326544447926887186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/Seuv9EMC4xI/AAAAAAAAAo0/_Ww4howJb7I/s320/IMG_5364.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brandon's group eating at our house<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-84259137918076741442009-04-19T16:50:00.002-06:002009-04-19T17:06:53.628-06:00Jess Birthday<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuD2pjLJI/AAAAAAAAAos/9ouzTseyLxo/s1600-h/IMG_5309.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326542365528370322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuD2pjLJI/AAAAAAAAAos/9ouzTseyLxo/s320/IMG_5309.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jess turned 16 yesterday, but we celebrated it on Friday since Prom was on her birthday. Here's her before she opened presents.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuDkGfmuI/AAAAAAAAAok/anAu8rYZMeA/s1600-h/IMG_5312.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326542360549497570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuDkGfmuI/AAAAAAAAAok/anAu8rYZMeA/s320/IMG_5312.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dad, Jess, and Mom<br /><div> </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuDZ445mI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tcSAliqWRWA/s1600-h/IMG_5315.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326542357808080482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuuDZ445mI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tcSAliqWRWA/s320/IMG_5315.JPG" border="0" /></a>She had girls over on Friday, here's them before making their fruit pizza!!<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-34525158929284920622009-04-19T16:34:00.002-06:002009-04-19T16:49:44.840-06:00Marshall's Birthday<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqIrnbGyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LVFD-iipXw0/s1600-h/IMG_5144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538050419497762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqIrnbGyI/AAAAAAAAAoU/LVFD-iipXw0/s320/IMG_5144.JPG" border="0" /></a> Marshall turned 5 in March!! Mom made him a Pirate Ship cake.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqITAgXcI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ziUSaNbX4mw/s1600-h/IMG_5143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538043813813698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqITAgXcI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ziUSaNbX4mw/s320/IMG_5143.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqIJexi5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ENlvR1yuSfs/s1600-h/IMG_5138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538041256414098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqIJexi5I/AAAAAAAAAoE/ENlvR1yuSfs/s320/IMG_5138.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqH1J1LEI/AAAAAAAAAn8/EnzZDW1GBtE/s1600-h/IMG_5133.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538035799862338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SeuqH1J1LEI/AAAAAAAAAn8/EnzZDW1GBtE/s320/IMG_5133.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-14777166613960536822009-02-15T21:18:00.002-07:002009-02-15T21:26:12.124-07:00New Hair Cuts for the Girls!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjqn9lzBdI/AAAAAAAAAnU/JZF9Va624TA/s1600-h/IMG_4979.JPG"></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjpr-yEPnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EI7V7y1aIK0/s1600-h/IMG_4972.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245503025397362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjpr-yEPnI/AAAAAAAAAnM/EI7V7y1aIK0/s320/IMG_4972.JPG" border="0" /></a> Meg and I got new hair cuts this week! New changes are always fun! Here's my hair before I got it cut. (My hair was braided that day, so it looks kinda wavy.)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjprpOSLYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/m83ojCq2-L8/s1600-h/IMG_4975.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303245497238171010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjprpOSLYI/AAAAAAAAAnE/m83ojCq2-L8/s320/IMG_4975.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Meg and I after our hair cuts! Meg cut new bangs, and I cut 15 inches off! It was a crazy decision, and I don't know why I decided to! Well actually, this girl at school cut her hair, and it looks SO cute, and I wanted mine like hers. It kinda looks like hers, hers is a tiny bit longer. I donated my hair to Locks of Love. I don't know if they'll be able to use it because it dyed, but it's worth the try.<br /><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-5643949987958333592009-02-15T20:51:00.003-07:002009-02-15T21:16:43.738-07:00Jessica's Knee Surgery<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm sorry, the pictures are out of order! I had surgery about a week and a half ago on my knee. I tore my miniscus playing in my first volleyball tournament of the season. (about month and a half ago)</span> </span></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbohYxZI/AAAAAAAAAms/D-Un5Gtg8YY/s1600-h/Jess+knee+surgery_007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239724613813650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbohYxZI/AAAAAAAAAms/D-Un5Gtg8YY/s320/Jess+knee+surgery_007.JPG" border="0" /></a>Here is the picture of my knee, the day after surgery. Very swollen, with no bruises.. yet. My leg is orange, because of some stuff they rubbed on my leg. They made 2 incisions and repaired my miniscus and shaved something else inside there. My doctor's initials (B.T.) were on the middle of my knee cap before the surgery.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbZjyUMI/AAAAAAAAAmk/b4TJ6KNz4Vk/s1600-h/Jess+knee+surgery_006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239720597344450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbZjyUMI/AAAAAAAAAmk/b4TJ6KNz4Vk/s320/Jess+knee+surgery_006.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span>Here is the brace I will be wearing for the next several weeks. I have to wear it for 6-8 weeks, letting me bend my knee up to 90 degrees. Letting it bend past 90 degrees would tear the repair, or stitching, in my miniscus. I had to wear that stocking for the first week on both legs to prevent blood clots.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbbC1smI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fl9FWU1F5YQ/s1600-h/Jess+knee+surgery_002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239720996024930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbbC1smI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Fl9FWU1F5YQ/s320/Jess+knee+surgery_002.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is my nasty picture of the IV. Just kidding! I looked away while she put it in, but became very curious of what the nurse was doing. I liked watching it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbFB3GgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0-LxHvC9Onc/s1600-h/Jess+knee+surgery_003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303239715086342658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SZjkbFB3GgI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0-LxHvC9Onc/s320/Jess+knee+surgery_003.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's a picture of me with my stuffed animal horse. Since I'm a "child", I got a stuffed animal. I knew right away that it was a horse, but my mom called it a giraffe, and the doctor, a moose. The last thing I remember about being awake was the doctor making a racist comment about my stuffed animal. I laughed, and then was out. Waking up, the first thing I asked for was my horse, then my mom. She was offended. </div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm now doing <strong>much </strong>better, walking with only a limp. The brace annoys me, and gets in the way, but I'm learning to ignore it. The swelling has gone down drastically the past 2 days. I've started bending it, and got to 80 degrees today! I'll keep it updated, though I don't know if there'll be more to update! For now, volleyball season is over for me!</span><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-6800766345891419132009-01-12T21:58:00.002-07:002009-01-12T22:44:48.282-07:00New Year's Eve<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgLNAMPbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/srDZ1_9708Y/s1600-h/IMG_4867.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290639039094603186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgLNAMPbI/AAAAAAAAAl4/srDZ1_9708Y/s320/IMG_4867.JPG" border="0" /></a> We loved having Abby (holding Matt & Candice's baby Zach) & Paxton visit us from Texas. We had fun playing games... and let me just say.... Tiebreaker. My ego suffers from losing at Scrabble, so I guess I'll have to study my Scrabble dictionary now and pray I'll get a J, Q, X, or Z.</div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgKn73ezI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dZ7PTdK-gQg/s1600-h/IMG_4852.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290639029144353586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgKn73ezI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dZ7PTdK-gQg/s320/IMG_4852.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgKa0HqCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8PQGHR2dPMc/s1600-h/IMG_4871.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290639025622198306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgKa0HqCI/AAAAAAAAAlo/8PQGHR2dPMc/s320/IMG_4871.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgJq5o37I/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ck2Vbu_Wq4M/s1600-h/IMG_4870.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290639012760444850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgJq5o37I/AAAAAAAAAlg/Ck2Vbu_Wq4M/s320/IMG_4870.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgJaK-NuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0PaGMnpzXJY/s1600-h/IMG_4874.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290639008269743842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWwgJaK-NuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/0PaGMnpzXJY/s320/IMG_4874.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">We had a (not so) surprise late birthday party for my mom. The big 60.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-84695261535029818612009-01-11T20:56:00.003-07:002009-01-11T21:57:23.960-07:00Scott came to visit over the winter break and the kids enjoyed playing games with him. They even made 2 quilts (without complaining)--one for him and the other for their sister Hope.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLudjtrSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/RGnCC74uliQ/s1600-h/IMG_4855.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290264711368912162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLudjtrSI/AAAAAAAAAjY/RGnCC74uliQ/s320/IMG_4855.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLt8zOdnI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/cJSGRgNp-ZA/s1600-h/IMG_4850.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290264702575605362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLt8zOdnI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/cJSGRgNp-ZA/s320/IMG_4850.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLtui932I/AAAAAAAAAjI/AHqzHnuROoA/s1600-h/IMG_4827.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLtZ-cdRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9K_ldyv1ZgA/s1600-h/IMG_4766.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWrLtA3wCrI/AAAAAAAAAi4/AHZzSpLM2WA/s1600-h/IMG_4762.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-26628592131617986532009-01-05T20:52:00.003-07:002009-01-11T20:15:48.335-07:00Our Christmas Trees<div align="center"> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLWG5pVk1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/U0nEKT-qwWI/s1600-h/IMG_4825.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288024326528144210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLWG5pVk1I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/U0nEKT-qwWI/s320/IMG_4825.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is the tree in our front room that mom gets to decorate.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLV_w_LfhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/W0ZpG6y0_gQ/s1600-h/IMG_4824.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288024203944754706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLV_w_LfhI/AAAAAAAAAiI/W0ZpG6y0_gQ/s320/IMG_4824.JPG" border="0" /></a> The famous <em>Tree-Pee</em>! Each child got to decorate one pole with the ornaments that they've gathered over the years. I saw the idea at Festival of Trees last year and came home and made my own with PVC pipe, lights & garland. The guys at Home Depot thought I was a little nuts.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-92145302503188099242009-01-05T20:38:00.005-07:002009-01-14T08:08:55.349-07:00Christmas Eve<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT_WoF3hI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yOGqGPFlVkc/s1600-h/IMG_4823.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021997845339666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT_WoF3hI/AAAAAAAAAiA/yOGqGPFlVkc/s320/IMG_4823.JPG" border="0" /></a> For the past few years our Christmas Eve tradition has been: drive to Salt Lake and park at Temple Square, ride the Trax to a restaurant for dinner, and return on the Trax to Temple Square to see the lights, the nativities (my favorite), and the candlelit bags with words and pictures illuminated in different languages. (I thought Arabic was the prettiest.)<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT-8jIlMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sVIcnM9AfaU/s1600-h/IMG_4819.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021990845224130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT-8jIlMI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sVIcnM9AfaU/s320/IMG_4819.JPG" border="0" /></a>Marshall hitched a ride on Jim's shoulders keeping his hands on Jim's face for warmth.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT-ux60iI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2Du80SljpTo/s1600-h/IMG_4813.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021987149140514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT-ux60iI/AAAAAAAAAhw/2Du80SljpTo/s320/IMG_4813.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we are on the Trax: the most memorable part each year. We sang Christmas carols (loudly) and many of the other passengers join in. This year there was a young couple who didn't make much eye contact, but the man "conducted" us with his finger on his lap while the woman smiled at us as tears streamed down her face. Everyone was touched and we loved the feeling. We were all very happy and at one point Mark (Mel's brother) broke out into a dance where he grabbed the side poles with each hand and his legs went crazy in the aisle. Very funny!! :-)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT94-8JVI/AAAAAAAAAho/xH8ZNzFX0e4/s1600-h/IMG_4799.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288021972708238674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SWLT94-8JVI/AAAAAAAAAho/xH8ZNzFX0e4/s320/IMG_4799.JPG" border="0" /></a>Here's Jess and Meg waiting for the Trax. </div><div align="center">They realized that they matched: they were both wearing black coats and black boots. <div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-3297663789426289762008-12-03T17:16:00.003-07:002009-01-11T20:54:23.048-07:00Random Pics<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciIKXvm7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/06TORNLc2Ig/s1600-h/IMG_4713.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275723012106066866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciIKXvm7I/AAAAAAAAAcs/06TORNLc2Ig/s320/IMG_4713.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jess was awarded "Student of the Term" at Layton High School after being selected</div><div align="center">by her English teacher. Each teacher chose one student who was either outstanding,</div><div align="center">much improved, or motivated others. All the kids skipped school to attend</div><div align="center"> the assembly where she was recognized and given a certificate.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciHgO1SyI/AAAAAAAAAck/e3cT6u6OJ5M/s1600-h/IMG_4743.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275723000794401570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciHgO1SyI/AAAAAAAAAck/e3cT6u6OJ5M/s320/IMG_4743.JPG" border="0" /></a> Brandon is often found holding the babies! Here he is<br />at Thanksgiving holding Zach (Matt & Candice's baby).<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciHZxfhbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/t-LfZzfVIl0/s1600-h/IMG_4745.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275722999060727218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STciHZxfhbI/AAAAAAAAAcc/t-LfZzfVIl0/s320/IMG_4745.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lindsey, Leah, and Marshall <em>LOVE</em> to play "dress-up." </div><div>Since it is now the Christmas Season, they enjoy the biblical costumes. <br /></div><div><div> </div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-58512784279117045702008-12-03T17:13:00.001-07:002008-12-03T17:16:34.157-07:00Thanksgiving<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STchENZnWJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ibGhpzbSu4g/s1600-h/IMG_4727.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275721844688115858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STchENZnWJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ibGhpzbSu4g/s320/IMG_4727.JPG" border="0" /></a> This year Matt, Candice, and their family came over for Thanksgiving. It was loud but very fun!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STchC0jcjMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jBMOM6CT3P4/s1600-h/IMG_4723.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275721820838595778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STchC0jcjMI/AAAAAAAAAb8/jBMOM6CT3P4/s320/IMG_4723.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's the little kid's table.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-63934241558654405852008-12-03T17:02:00.002-07:002008-12-03T17:12:20.014-07:00Thanksgiving Pies<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfRd1cL4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZAjwZ2dBeQg/s1600-h/IMG_4720.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275719873414836098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfRd1cL4I/AAAAAAAAAb0/ZAjwZ2dBeQg/s320/IMG_4720.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> So I decided that I needed to make money for club volleyball, and my mom came up with the idea to make pies the Tuesday before Thanksgiving and sell them. She said people would like homemade pies and they wouldn't even have to make them!! It was a great idea, because all 16 pies sold in exactly an hour! I went around my neighborhood and neighbors were more than happy to buy them! It worked out great!<br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQzv7FGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/PRwELF59Wq8/s1600-h/IMG_4721.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275719862117405794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQzv7FGI/AAAAAAAAAbs/PRwELF59Wq8/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> Here is an apple pie. We had to do something to them to separate them from the jumbleberry pies, so there's little cut-out apples. Cute.<br /></span><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQvEm39I/AAAAAAAAAbk/ULEEFY7tgk4/s1600-h/IMG_4722.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275719860861984722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQvEm39I/AAAAAAAAAbk/ULEEFY7tgk4/s320/IMG_4722.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Jumbleberry pie.<br /><br /></span><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQSVAooI/AAAAAAAAAbc/BQpxjWXu88M/s1600-h/IMG_4719.JPG"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275719853146153602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/STcfQSVAooI/AAAAAAAAAbc/BQpxjWXu88M/s320/IMG_4719.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> Here's a picture of us. Sara put flour all over me, it was a mess. Left to right: Mom, Sara, Jessica.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-72928770867443188632008-11-23T14:18:00.002-07:002008-11-23T14:25:08.446-07:00Leah's Baptism<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJT1nEvXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/D7a8351Qzlg/s1600-h/Leah+baptism_001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271966181459541362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJT1nEvXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/D7a8351Qzlg/s320/Leah+baptism_001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Leah turned <em><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;">8</span></strong></em> yrs. old this month, so she was able to be <em>baptized</em> the day after her birthday. It was a great experience and we had lots of people there for her. She was really excited.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJTkaGVxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NC04GBqmoC4/s1600-h/Leah+baptism_003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271966176841717522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJTkaGVxI/AAAAAAAAAbM/NC04GBqmoC4/s320/Leah+baptism_003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJSVSlIjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3aKynipcILs/s1600-h/Leah+baptism_005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271966155603780146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJSVSlIjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/3aKynipcILs/s320/Leah+baptism_005.JPG" border="0" /></a> The fam.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJSOluRnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mtn0ZnI-KWo/s1600-h/Leah+baptism_006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271966153805022834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnJSOluRnI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mtn0ZnI-KWo/s320/Leah+baptism_006.JPG" border="0" /></a> And here's <em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"><strong>Leah</strong></span></em> in her baptism dress.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-19356528940960879772008-11-23T14:11:00.001-07:002008-11-23T14:18:28.224-07:00Hiking<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIRYZzr-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/xhqtakeF9lk/s1600-h/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271965039747903458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIRYZzr-I/AAAAAAAAAa0/xhqtakeF9lk/s320/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_027.JPG" border="0" /></a> One Saturday morning Mom, Dad, the little kids, and neighbors went on a hike to a waterfall by our house. It's about an hour hike up, but it's well worth it.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQ7FPK1I/AAAAAAAAAas/fzkSgnvbqQ4/s1600-h/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271965031876995922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQ7FPK1I/AAAAAAAAAas/fzkSgnvbqQ4/s320/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQthGURI/AAAAAAAAAak/SkJLiRIrHiA/s1600-h/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271965028235759890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQthGURI/AAAAAAAAAak/SkJLiRIrHiA/s320/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQRCCcuI/AAAAAAAAAac/fmdcFjKSa28/s1600-h/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271965020589290210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SSnIQRCCcuI/AAAAAAAAAac/fmdcFjKSa28/s320/Hike+with+Andersons+11-1_001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-82984682059443628052008-10-20T20:49:00.003-06:002008-10-20T20:57:47.398-06:00Grandma & Grandpa's<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EfobQk4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/GJISBPsCod0/s1600-h/IMG_4438.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259435250056991618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EfobQk4I/AAAAAAAAAZw/GJISBPsCod0/s320/IMG_4438.JPG" border="0" /></a>Kids had visitation with their dad, so the rest of the family spent 2 days with Grandma & Grandpa at their house. Here's sheep on the side of the road. Some were also in the road. Is that crazy or what? There's TONS!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1Ef_7tHyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/V7C6WbRnQ5k/s1600-h/IMG_4470.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259435256367095586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1Ef_7tHyI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/V7C6WbRnQ5k/s320/IMG_4470.JPG" border="0" /></a> I thought it was a really cute picture. This was on the walk down to the park.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EguUg_bI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wMelWz-h-gM/s1600-h/IMG_4473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259435268819189170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EguUg_bI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wMelWz-h-gM/s320/IMG_4473.JPG" border="0" /></a> Leah on the playground.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1Eg1CugGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iysbiNfxM8o/s1600-h/IMG_4459.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259435270623625314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1Eg1CugGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/iysbiNfxM8o/s320/IMG_4459.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EhcO2qsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pSHV82Mmutw/s1600-h/IMG_4455.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259435281143474882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1EhcO2qsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/pSHV82Mmutw/s320/IMG_4455.JPG" border="0" /></a> Marshall smashing squash with an ax.<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-48544428802258780402008-10-20T20:45:00.003-06:002008-10-20T20:49:51.700-06:00Carving and Painting Pumpkins<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C5Bw8tAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RDQoga8-o6o/s1600-h/IMG_4562.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433487332324354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C5Bw8tAI/AAAAAAAAAZI/RDQoga8-o6o/s320/IMG_4562.JPG" border="0" /></a> For family night we painted and carved pumpkins for our activity. Here's mom's witch.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C59IRDhI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/62URCCkaWO8/s1600-h/IMG_4564.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433503267819026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C59IRDhI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/62URCCkaWO8/s320/IMG_4564.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dad's<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C6YpPsKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hme4aYhjcUs/s1600-h/IMG_4561.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433510653898914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C6YpPsKI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hme4aYhjcUs/s320/IMG_4561.JPG" border="0" /></a> Meg's<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C7Au_4XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3xtf7ECJizs/s1600-h/IMG_4560.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433521415446898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C7Au_4XI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3xtf7ECJizs/s320/IMG_4560.JPG" border="0" /></a> Jess & Lindsey's<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C7dNrfoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9B1XJtvCWEs/s1600-h/IMG_4569.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433529060327042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SP1C7dNrfoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/9B1XJtvCWEs/s320/IMG_4569.JPG" border="0" /></a> And Mush Man! It was a kind of messy activity but it was fun!!<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-36049007857047546872008-10-05T15:01:00.002-06:002008-10-05T15:07:23.626-06:00Marshall & Bridger and Conference<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkryP9W4dI/AAAAAAAAAWI/grXugLTmVgY/s1600-h/IMG_4396.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253778582581731794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkryP9W4dI/AAAAAAAAAWI/grXugLTmVgY/s320/IMG_4396.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Mush and one of his best friends. It's a funny picture because he's sitting in the garage on the freezer... reading a book. I wonder what the story behind this is.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkryTrC5NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4fA8ZPeF5G4/s1600-h/IMG_4397.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253778583578666194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkryTrC5NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/4fA8ZPeF5G4/s320/IMG_4397.JPG" border="0" /></a> When you first look at it, it looks like they're looking at themselves. Later you realize, there's a portable DVD player. Haha. Cute.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkrymiQdkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/FYTKgI9v37A/s1600-h/IMG_4398.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253778588642080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkrymiQdkI/AAAAAAAAAWY/FYTKgI9v37A/s320/IMG_4398.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is what the parents do during conference! It took them all Saturday to finish this!! 1000 piece puzzle. I love how many different animals there are. It's just an awesome puzzle.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkry9fT_QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GkBo_zfi50Q/s1600-h/IMG_4400.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253778594803744002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkry9fT_QI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GkBo_zfi50Q/s320/IMG_4400.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is what Leah does during conference. :] It's just a cute picture. She's drawing pictures! Hope Conference is going well for all the rest of you!!<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-7205524087769048392008-10-05T14:57:00.002-06:002008-10-05T15:01:48.825-06:00Jess Volleyball<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq7gn2TXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aOqQDeh9QTU/s1600-h/IMG_4384.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777642162113906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq7gn2TXI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aOqQDeh9QTU/s320/IMG_4384.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me about to serve.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8HxGUCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MTXoupV2gYY/s1600-h/IMG_4368.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777652669894690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8HxGUCI/AAAAAAAAAVo/MTXoupV2gYY/s320/IMG_4368.JPG" border="0" /></a> I set that!!! and I'm going down to cover. I'm #6!! That's a sweet pic!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8BnhX5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/iPbkQrB1vjQ/s1600-h/IMG_4383.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777651019112338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8BnhX5I/AAAAAAAAAVw/iPbkQrB1vjQ/s320/IMG_4383.JPG" border="0" /></a> About to serve.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8VOkh-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/o0wbPLcB4zQ/s1600-h/IMG_4380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777656283170786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq8VOkh-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/o0wbPLcB4zQ/s320/IMG_4380.JPG" border="0" /></a> Time out.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq82RWCSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UrLOxmFjVqk/s1600-h/IMG_4382.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253777665153173794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkq82RWCSI/AAAAAAAAAWA/UrLOxmFjVqk/s320/IMG_4382.JPG" border="0" /></a> At the net. I look fat. Ha<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-78649175984652817532008-10-05T14:40:00.002-06:002008-10-05T14:51:10.209-06:00Lindsey's 10th Birthday!!<div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknCufZ0aI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LLB5pT9OQWA/s1600-h/IMG_4355.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773368097362338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknCufZ0aI/AAAAAAAAAUg/LLB5pT9OQWA/s320/IMG_4355.JPG" border="0" /></a> For Lindsey's 10th birthday we had some family over. Leslie's family, Kelsie, and Fred & Audrey. This hat that she's wearing is what Audrey <span style="color:#ff99ff;">made <span style="color:#000000;">Lindsey just before she came. Way cute!</span><br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknC31dijI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LNVFSNXNps0/s1600-h/IMG_4363.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773370605799986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknC31dijI/AAAAAAAAAUo/LNVFSNXNps0/s320/IMG_4363.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDXsg01I/AAAAAAAAAUw/rh3sTM77Mtg/s1600-h/IMG_4353.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773379158201170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDXsg01I/AAAAAAAAAUw/rh3sTM77Mtg/s320/IMG_4353.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lindsey <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">loves </span><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;">frogs! And this is a Webkinz frog. You can go online, feed it, play games with it, and do other stuff. She was really excited. Leslie also gave her a Webkinz cat.</span><br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDQg5T8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/wRoNTWQS6e8/s1600-h/IMG_4358.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773377230426050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDQg5T8I/AAAAAAAAAU4/wRoNTWQS6e8/s320/IMG_4358.JPG" border="0" /></a> She got these pants and green jacket from Kelsie.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDhBmXyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/5-KDqVHy2IU/s1600-h/IMG_4359.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253773381662564130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOknDhBmXyI/AAAAAAAAAVA/5-KDqVHy2IU/s320/IMG_4359.JPG" border="0" /></a> Dress from mom and dad.<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-15965333029017520452008-10-05T14:37:00.002-06:002008-10-05T14:40:57.009-06:00Leah's tooth<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkltQ-tltI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6bvhqMYPQfQ/s1600-h/IMG_4336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771899886737106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkltQ-tltI/AAAAAAAAAUY/6bvhqMYPQfQ/s320/IMG_4336.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ok, so Leah has been complaining of her tooth, for us to find that her tooth is growing in <span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">behind <span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;">her regular tooth. She says it's not wiggly yet, and it hurts to try. We've tried to pay her, and nothing works. For now we just say she has shark teeth. Shark Tooth Ooh! Ha! Ha! (Finding Nemo :] )</span><br /></span><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-50995221690526860152008-10-05T14:31:00.002-06:002008-10-05T14:37:33.594-06:00FHE - Croquet<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk81oPvVI/AAAAAAAAATw/j0eRacthpzc/s1600-h/IMG_4322.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771067911028050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk81oPvVI/AAAAAAAAATw/j0eRacthpzc/s320/IMG_4322.JPG" border="0" /></a> For FHE, we went to the park to eat pizza and play croquet. The little ones weren't as entertained, so they climbed the tree next to us.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9Juf_2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/9KSEf4cYeoQ/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771073305968482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9Juf_2I/AAAAAAAAAT4/9KSEf4cYeoQ/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9eFRCKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8M3MaDE-yaI/s1600-h/IMG_4324.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771078770165922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9eFRCKI/AAAAAAAAAUA/8M3MaDE-yaI/s320/IMG_4324.JPG" border="0" /></a> I like this picture, only because he stands funny.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9ij7DuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/cpfIK14yZKI/s1600-h/IMG_4325.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771079972490978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9ij7DuI/AAAAAAAAAUI/cpfIK14yZKI/s320/IMG_4325.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9wsaptI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CxbHt9vtQAQ/s1600-h/IMG_4326.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253771083766212306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SOkk9wsaptI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/CxbHt9vtQAQ/s320/IMG_4326.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-48013763962107158632008-09-07T13:31:00.002-06:002008-09-07T13:37:54.721-06:00First day of School<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsnx9r9wI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KhkXvJFwfYA/s1600-h/IMG_4310.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243364928104691458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsnx9r9wI/AAAAAAAAATQ/KhkXvJFwfYA/s320/IMG_4310.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ok, so school has been in for like 2 weeks now, but thats ok. I just found these pictures. Marshall's first day of school was a week into our school year. He started preschool and he loves it. He plays with the toys and he loves it.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsoRLqSlI/AAAAAAAAATY/48EhoXVfvDE/s1600-h/IMG_4287.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243364936484801106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsoRLqSlI/AAAAAAAAATY/48EhoXVfvDE/s320/IMG_4287.JPG" border="0" /></a> Lindsey with her pose. Haha. Lindsey went into 5th grade. Whoa.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsoj9lLqI/AAAAAAAAATg/3aiJDoqhIJY/s1600-h/IMG_4286.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243364941526019746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsoj9lLqI/AAAAAAAAATg/3aiJDoqhIJY/s320/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's little Leah. She went into 2nd grade.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsowlbDiI/AAAAAAAAATo/lBKAcj90fLQ/s1600-h/IMG_4312.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243364944914353698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQsowlbDiI/AAAAAAAAATo/lBKAcj90fLQ/s320/IMG_4312.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ok, so this is not the first day of school, but I had a volleyball luau yesterday, and I liked this picture.. not of me necessarily, but of my friends. We had to serve everyone good.. and then do a dance and there was this show and lots of cool stuff. It was really fun, and the food looked kinda gross but was surprisingly WAY yummy. Don't I have cute friends? Too bad we're too young to go to Homecoming in 2 weeks. :( Haha.. next year!<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-12042668641786533232008-09-07T13:23:00.002-06:002008-09-07T13:31:15.623-06:00Family Day!<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrHcPbPnI/AAAAAAAAASo/hVPKBbh51Ek/s1600-h/IMG_4292.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243363273006071410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrHcPbPnI/AAAAAAAAASo/hVPKBbh51Ek/s320/IMG_4292.JPG" border="0" /></a> About a week after the family went to Cherry Hill, we all went again to go Mini-Golfing. There I learned that I have the worst luck possible. Oh well.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrH1P8BHI/AAAAAAAAASw/BPA9U8TNm-Y/s1600-h/IMG_4300.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243363279719105650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrH1P8BHI/AAAAAAAAASw/BPA9U8TNm-Y/s320/IMG_4300.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Leah, with Lindsey in the background. Ha.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrICiTCBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DtzLjVz6Tp4/s1600-h/IMG_4298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243363283285772306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrICiTCBI/AAAAAAAAAS4/DtzLjVz6Tp4/s320/IMG_4298.JPG" border="0" /></a> Marshall didn't have very good luck either. He didn't like waiting for his ball to stop rolling. He'd stop it with his foot and go whenever he wanted. Haha. Lil' cheater.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrIWgcruI/AAAAAAAAATA/i1AUq2xYqZ4/s1600-h/IMG_4304.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243363288646725346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrIWgcruI/AAAAAAAAATA/i1AUq2xYqZ4/s320/IMG_4304.JPG" border="0" /></a> It was a really hot day, so afterwards we went to Dairy Queen where we all ate ice cream. Yummmm. There's Mush and Leah. We were all so hot, that it felt good to eat something cold.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrIg2DxWI/AAAAAAAAATI/TcBYK3kxX2A/s1600-h/IMG_4305.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243363291421721954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SMQrIg2DxWI/AAAAAAAAATI/TcBYK3kxX2A/s320/IMG_4305.JPG" border="0" /></a> Meg didn't want a picture of her taken, but I didn't really care, so here I am! Haha. I was eating the famous- frozen hot chocolate. Not on the menu, but they always have it. It's so yummy. Try it sometime!! =]<br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7760848551631017223.post-23516545667018437092008-08-23T11:16:00.002-06:002008-08-23T11:22:05.265-06:00Cherry Hill<div align="center">Alright, so I had a mandatory (however you spell it) volleyball tournament that I had to attend. I just took stats and stuff, but I didn't get to go to Cherry Hill either. Just my parents and the little kids went. I don't really know what they did, so here's the pictures. =] </div><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbeTLUkI/AAAAAAAAASI/eWCAOvoyeSo/s1600-h/IMG_4276.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237763804435796546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbeTLUkI/AAAAAAAAASI/eWCAOvoyeSo/s320/IMG_4276.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbtNh0dI/AAAAAAAAASQ/BkNUCRNKHm4/s1600-h/IMG_4283.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237763808438637010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbtNh0dI/AAAAAAAAASQ/BkNUCRNKHm4/s320/IMG_4283.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbww337I/AAAAAAAAASY/5D7VnZAEooc/s1600-h/IMG_4285.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237763809392189362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGbww337I/AAAAAAAAASY/5D7VnZAEooc/s320/IMG_4285.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGcD5tEBI/AAAAAAAAASg/IC4dKH65ikU/s1600-h/IMG_4277.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237763814529503250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cuLhHKOeTs0/SLBGcD5tEBI/AAAAAAAAASg/IC4dKH65ikU/s320/IMG_4277.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Brothers Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251746033299239175noreply@blogger.com2