tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46436210258799863532024-03-13T06:11:12.693-07:00The Corbinscorbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-59247487804036368722010-03-29T11:26:00.000-07:002010-03-29T11:51:00.339-07:00Where does she get this stuff?!<strong></strong><em></em>Last week Rylee was on a speal about what a horrible mother I was. (i know, we'll call it temporary insanity) She went on and on an on about how I ALWAYS let the kids do anything they wanted and never let her! I always told them YES to everything and NO to her! Dad always says yes, yes, yes and I always say NO,NO,NO. This all coming out of her mouths in between sobs and whining and sniffing...what she wanted..I couldn't tell ya! What she needed..A Nap! Knowing this was impossible to win I said, Rylee I'm sorry you feel that way and I will never give you everything you want or let you do everything you want..that's not what I'm here for. Then we started on a WHOLE nother bawling feast..I'm sooo sorry for you Mom, because I said those things..I feel so sad inside..more tears, sniffing, blah blah..ME: its ok. I'm not perfect, no one is except Jesus...Rylee: NO..I'm perfect! ME: well, we all make mistakes is what I mean. Rylee: NO, I dont! ME: Rylee, Jesus is the only perfect person who has lived. RYLEE: No, I AM perfect ME: have you ever had to say your sorry to someone. RYLEE: ya. ME: then you made a mistake and you had to fix it. so.. your not perfect, only Jesus. RYLEE: NO...... ME: WE are done with this conversation. You can go inside and lay down or go play. NOW! wait...were not done yet.... Fast forward four days...Its been a week of field days, volleyball, roadshow practice and YCL meetings..We are now at target shopping for a dress for the Daddy Daughter Dance..running because we have another Roadshow practice and Rylee has not stopped talking since I picked her up at school! We check out, go get her a pretzel (i said yes) and run to the car..as she comes out with...WHY was Jesus the only perfect person? ME: (ugg) because he was. RYLEE: How come he died for us? ME:(ugg - why now?) RYLEE: We should have died for him. ME: (aww..ok, i got this one) He didn't want us to die for him..he wants us to live for him. RYLEE: huh? what does that mean? ME: He came to show us how we should live. The things we should do and how we should act and treat people. He was our example and taught us how. RYLEE: Oooh...so he taught KOLE to be mean..............<br />ME: get in the car were late. Its quite time.corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-8404711814813070282010-02-02T07:32:00.000-08:002010-02-02T07:53:42.925-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2hGSqEKPPI/AAAAAAAAAms/n26qUSaiYik/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 121px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2hGSqEKPPI/AAAAAAAAAms/n26qUSaiYik/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433670236765830386" /></a><br /><br /><br /> Ok a warning to all of you who THINK your child knows NOT to stick anything in an outlet...remind them again. <br /><br />Yesterday after school Rylee can home, went to the bathroom and came up a little "shaken-up". Her words - "The thing in the bathroom went POP, and it really scared me and I'm scared to go in there and wash my hands." - I'm thinking its the drain faucet that made a weird noise. I investigate. I find nothing. She comes to the door and points to the outlet. - "NO, that's what did it" - Oh, that would explain the black burnt outlet.... Hum. thats weird. what would cause that. wow. I pause. then notice my tweezers laying on the floor. also burnt. Rylee seeing me make the connection blurts out "I didnt know it would do that!!!!" " I didnt KNOW!!" <br />Really, because I'm pretty sure that from the age of six months we have stressed the importance of NOT putting things in the plugs... Well, thats what I wanted to say. But her little tear streamed, panicked face stopped me. So, a big hug and checking out her hand and arm took its place. HOW she didnt get hurt I dont know..I took out the power in both bathrooms and garage. I am so thankful that shes ok..and pretty sure she wont repeat this one!corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-89855389389572042042010-01-28T19:00:00.000-08:002010-01-28T19:50:52.669-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JZ0WDgl0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/ZndG5w3fNpk/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JZ0WDgl0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/ZndG5w3fNpk/s400/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432002856370607938" /></a><br />early release today. Jessica went to lunch with friends and then to tye dye..something?? Kole headed to the park with friends and had a blast. Sydney, her friend Jenny and Rylee and I went to ride...heres how that went. I will do what is know in kindergarten as a picture walk to show you..<br />First, Insert Sydneys back between these..<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTw-h2hGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QVnYyyKKDow/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 102px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTw-h2hGI/AAAAAAAAAmc/QVnYyyKKDow/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431996201446048866" /></a><br />Next, insert Sydney where cowboy is.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTwaUAcmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dFSUTI-_gpY/s1600-h/AYHRP1NCAOJOZ21CA3N5GHRCAXBR2VMCANSJGM3CAP4SV7SCAZNIARNCAIOITRBCAI9X60HCAB687TRCAGIBHM7CA28N0ZNCADYEXU8CAIXQ7I0CAS8N844CAGTGMZYCAK7L1I3CA8DGP84CAHW4HZW.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTwaUAcmI/AAAAAAAAAmU/dFSUTI-_gpY/s400/AYHRP1NCAOJOZ21CA3N5GHRCAXBR2VMCANSJGM3CAP4SV7SCAZNIARNCAIOITRBCAI9X60HCAB687TRCAGIBHM7CA28N0ZNCADYEXU8CAIXQ7I0CAS8N844CAGTGMZYCAK7L1I3CA8DGP84CAHW4HZW.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431996191724302946" /></a><br />Next, insert Jenny (who is all of 20lbs. soaking wet) where cowboy is...and picture Rylee running as far and as fast as she can in the background.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTwKabLEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ItSgLn72s6E/s1600-h/A8OAJXFCAQFNH9QCAECSEB4CAU1SPVXCA9D0001CACEY54UCAAISQS7CACFF9PICAC5WHRJCAY3OO8ICAWGOO73CA2LDR1BCA5QRQ6JCAHIT77SCAMPONAFCAGUU5HACAEP2LAOCARXCJKOCAFIQ029.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2JTwKabLEI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ItSgLn72s6E/s400/A8OAJXFCAQFNH9QCAECSEB4CAU1SPVXCA9D0001CACEY54UCAAISQS7CACFF9PICAC5WHRJCAY3OO8ICAWGOO73CA2LDR1BCA5QRQ6JCAHIT77SCAMPONAFCAGUU5HACAEP2LAOCARXCJKOCAFIQ029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431996187456252994" /></a><br /><br />It was a crazy day..The horses are never like this so we have been coming up with excuses for them all day. Mine is there was a coyote in the bushes as Sydney ran by on her horse. The second reason is the huge storm that was blowing in when it all happened. Ok, so maybe the horse didnt look exactly like the one above when it was bucking...to be honest, all I could see was my girl sliding off the side and trying to slow the horse as she did. She stopped the horse. Handled the whole thing like a pro and while I shouting (in a soft non panicked voice) to see if she was ok, SHE IGNORES ME. Thats right....she's to busy talking to the horse and calming him down. yep. calming him down. So, I walk out there.."I'm FINE"..is what I get. So I told her to get back on and she does which is when the other horse (who is getting un-tacked) starts rearing. I look over to see Rylee take off running and Jenny grabbing the reins and holding the horse as he rears. I shout (again in my soft, non-panicked voice) for her to let go. And she looks at me like I'm crazy!! I shout again and the same look comes over her as she yells NO, he'll run off! By the time I get there the horse is calmed down. I have not. Heres this little tiny girl ready to battle this huge animal, when I told her its ok if the horse runs off - it not ok if she gets hurt her response was " All I could think of was,he'll run.. this is Sydneys horse and I'm not letting it run away!" We should all have friends like that!:)<br />Both the girls cant wait to come back...I think I'll make Jim take em next time.corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-32532627607471887182010-01-28T18:57:00.000-08:002010-01-28T19:00:29.349-08:00<em></em>Ok, I know...it's been a while. I have taken a little break, or maybe a Loooonnnggg one but, I think I would like to try to start up the blogging thing again. No promises but my goal is two posts a week..I can do that, right? I guess we'll see..corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-57238637815911958382010-01-27T09:27:00.000-08:002010-01-27T09:36:22.574-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2B4xXGuuuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/78EucB9m0CA/s1600-h/2010_01_24_Kole_Church_004_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/S2B4xXGuuuI/AAAAAAAAAmE/78EucB9m0CA/s400/2010_01_24_Kole_Church_004_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431473940019985122" /></a><br /><br />Look what a bunch of cuties! Sunday was a big day for us! Kole turned 12 the end of December and became a Decon. The family came to be a part of this on Sunday. It was a great day. I am so thankful for all who came to support him. Its always fun to get together with cousins.corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-13838222405996748972009-09-27T13:13:00.000-07:002009-09-27T13:41:08.986-07:00New Post<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_NWYVGxII/AAAAAAAAAlk/-5zmB9ayUj8/s1600-h/back+to+school+078.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386249463730193538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_NWYVGxII/AAAAAAAAAlk/-5zmB9ayUj8/s400/back+to+school+078.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_NBs5lUdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/D2iqienh_wc/s1600-h/back+to+school+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386249108474646994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_NBs5lUdI/AAAAAAAAAlc/D2iqienh_wc/s400/back+to+school+009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_Mt8I9INI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1hupB30gKZU/s1600-h/back+to+school+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386248768968270034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_Mt8I9INI/AAAAAAAAAlU/1hupB30gKZU/s400/back+to+school+017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_MfiNTmeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ko7VDhtqUsI/s1600-h/back+to+school+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386248521489029602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_MfiNTmeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/Ko7VDhtqUsI/s400/back+to+school+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_MNBq0_KI/AAAAAAAAAlE/b4nqx32xRXc/s1600-h/back+to+school+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386248203516837026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_MNBq0_KI/AAAAAAAAAlE/b4nqx32xRXc/s400/back+to+school+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sr_L4AS8IcI/AAAAAAAAAk8/COnLIadc4JU/s1600-h/back+to+school+005.JPG"></a>Ok soo this is Sydney taking over my moms blog. I've decieded to do a new post for her, but im not queit sure what i should talk about. I think that i will start with the new school year.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Rylee is in Kindergarden with Mrs. Quarts and she loves her. She's made so many new friends and is always talking about them. Kole is in 6th grade and has Mrs. Leavitt. He likes her a lot and also has a lot of good buddies. (Don't i sound just like my mom:)) I am in 8th grade and i have Mrs. Cohen. I don't know if i would say i like him . Haha. I made the volleyball team, which is a very good work-out for me saying that we have practice everyday, but i love it. We had our first game two weeks ago, and won!:) Homework is coming non-stop for me and kole, Rylee how ever, it does not. I wish i was still in kindergarden. Kole also had his antelop hunt with dad and grandpa. He had tons of fun and can't wait for next time! This may be a short post, but i just wanted to write something because the last post was THE RODEO which was about 4 months ago. I think that her new thing is facebook so forget bloging:) But maybe she will get back in the habit, if not, then i will keep up with updates. I miss my blogging mom:(<br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-77731315350406625082009-06-16T12:18:00.000-07:002009-06-16T14:01:56.409-07:00The RODEO<div align="center">The summer rodeo is an event that Sydney looks forward all year. We all love it and have a ton of fun but the idea of a week on the back of a horse is what its all about for Sydney.</div><div align="center">Let me rewind and give a brief (or not)history. Sydney has always loved horses. One morning when she was three and a half she came up to me and shared her dream. She told me she had the best dream ever...she was running on a horse and she was jumping over rose bushes....oh, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">thats</span></span> a great dream i told her. BUT, inside (knowing of her love for horses) my heart jumped a little. silly girl, running on a horse is dangerous, and jumping over rose bushes...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hahaha</span></span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">thats</span></span> just plain crazy. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Dont</span></span> get me wrong, I love horses, have since I was a kid, my Dad bought me a pony and I loved it. as a kid. then I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">didnt</span></span> ride for years, got old and got scared. It hurts when you fall! The dream of my kids on a horse was fine. walking. with a lead rope. Well, we all know how parents dreams go out the window sometimes. Mine ran. out the window, over the rosebush and into the arena. </div><div align="center">I guess it's no <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">surprise</span> really that all the kids ride. And love riding. but, who is this women in the stands screaming - GO GO GO! FASTER FASTER! KICK KICK - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">DONT</span></span> LET HIM STOP AROUND THE BARRELS - GOOD GOOD - NOW BRING HIM HOME -GIVE HIM THE REINS - KICK HIM-(thinking - good thing she remembered the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">spurs</span></span>) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">WOOH</span></span>! GOOD RIDE! </div><div align="center">And i mean every word. where did that come from? Well, where ever it came from I'm glad to have it! I just hope I can have it when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Rylee</span> is riding like Sydney and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kole</span> are now! But how can you not cheer for this.....</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348024975063815586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjgAYTiYlaI/AAAAAAAAAkg/KA8Xr8y8ki8/s400/IMG_5329.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2gDJkOUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/2MPiH3DkZQ0/s1600-h/IMG_5332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014112987429186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2gDJkOUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/2MPiH3DkZQ0/s200/IMG_5332.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2f-YzVoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SKl_tsKALBI/s1600-h/IMG_5253.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014111709156994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2f-YzVoI/AAAAAAAAAj4/SKl_tsKALBI/s200/IMG_5253.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2fv7Hc4I/AAAAAAAAAjw/lxGRUZCFttg/s1600-h/IMG_5305.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014107826549634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2fv7Hc4I/AAAAAAAAAjw/lxGRUZCFttg/s200/IMG_5305.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I love watching <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Kole</span></span> handle a horse. He looks just like Jim out there. He handles it like its a quad or something. He has no fear and no problem of telling the horse who's the boss. He has no fear of going fast and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">stooping</span> fast.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0Sl9BTpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SFoE1VjunIk/s1600-h/IMG_5326.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011682788626066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0Sl9BTpI/AAAAAAAAAjo/SFoE1VjunIk/s200/IMG_5326.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><br /><div>This was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Koles</span></span> first year doing sorting. He was awesome! He had so much fun and they got all seven in on his first try!! Second place (only by three seconds) and $37.00! GO COWBOY! </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014125850407938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf2gzEVtAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/9wwAoDSoBvE/s200/IMG_2718.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0SSgmD1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/jCd8nRH8bCI/s1600-h/IMG_5037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011677569126226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0SSgmD1I/AAAAAAAAAjg/jCd8nRH8bCI/s200/IMG_5037.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Rylee</span></span> rode and wanted to do it all by her self this year! GULP. She was too cute out there!</div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0SOLxSAI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jIpiGGlUXBg/s1600-h/IMG_5036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011676408039426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0SOLxSAI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jIpiGGlUXBg/s200/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Doing the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">barrels</span> at just my speed :)</div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0RwHYW_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bilKHbSqzko/s1600-h/IMG_5018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011668336565234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0RwHYW_I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bilKHbSqzko/s200/IMG_5018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Headed home. - what is she doing kicking the Horse!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Now its not all about riding. The time hanging out with cousins and friends is the best of it, of course!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0RTtnTqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5ufzc8Wyo-U/s1600-h/IMG_5359.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348011660712300194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf0RTtnTqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/5ufzc8Wyo-U/s200/IMG_5359.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyPf-hkRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XDL4Rpu9Zyc/s1600-h/IMG_5363.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009430621458706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyPf-hkRI/AAAAAAAAAjA/XDL4Rpu9Zyc/s200/IMG_5363.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />On the way back from lunch. um..is that cheesy mac driving?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyPC9YJqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/p7ZPMnBWfjA/s1600-h/summer+09+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009422832019106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyPC9YJqI/AAAAAAAAAi4/p7ZPMnBWfjA/s200/summer+09+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Chan and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Rylee</span> enjoying the sunset.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348024313009280882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjf_xxMSF3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/WSlJwORv9xo/s200/summer+09+055.jpg" border="0" /> We especially like friends who share fun things they find. like snakes found at the pond! fun, fun.<br /><div></div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyOX4skCI/AAAAAAAAAio/yGqiJRH26pQ/s1600-h/summer+09+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009411269660706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyOX4skCI/AAAAAAAAAio/yGqiJRH26pQ/s200/summer+09+031.jpg" border="0" /></a>Cute Cowgirls! This is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Rylee</span></span> and Gracie. Gracie gets the bucking bronco award for the week-end. (maybe for all time) She was on the back of their horse and it spooked. Started bucking. up, down sideways. oh, and it was tied to a fence stand while it did this. We sat frozen in the stands while her amazing Dad and Papa tried to get her off and control the horse. She had a death grip on that horse and once her Papa got <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">a hold</span> of her he had to YANK her off <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">caz</span></span> she wasn't letting go. They were all three amazing. AND...she rode to compete about twenty <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">minuets</span> later.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyOLWLpkI/AAAAAAAAAig/v9NFINsfsWw/s1600-h/summer+09+145.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348009407903671874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfyOLWLpkI/AAAAAAAAAig/v9NFINsfsWw/s200/summer+09+145.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Cheer team in the stands.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-26240448691971593492009-06-16T10:22:00.001-07:002009-06-16T12:17:24.856-07:00summer starts with...<div>well, in Arizona is starts with W. for WATER. because <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that's</span> the only relief you get in the summer here. And <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">that's</span> how our summer started out...lots of water. Here at the splash park with Amy, Jen and kids. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjfs95PcwmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_aqxijSfmq4/s1600-h/summer+09+123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348003630607549026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sjfs95PcwmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/_aqxijSfmq4/s320/summer+09+123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfrlVhKDaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ODfDJGJQfzw/s1600-h/summer+09+135.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348002109189655970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfrlVhKDaI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ODfDJGJQfzw/s320/summer+09+135.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348000605098306850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqNyV1bSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Epu-cRJBjcM/s320/summer+09+130.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348000611847226226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqOLe5w3I/AAAAAAAAAho/WZzn05pReJw/s320/summer+09+126.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div align="center">And then more enjoyment at Grandpas Pool....<br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfrlKaqv5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/9_q4PBFRO3Q/s1600-h/summer+09+121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348002106209648530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfrlKaqv5I/AAAAAAAAAiA/9_q4PBFRO3Q/s320/summer+09+121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqO4X6oXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sF9ZCZLa7WM/s1600-h/summer+09+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348000623897518450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqO4X6oXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/sF9ZCZLa7WM/s320/summer+09+094.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqOdr5CKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MyF_upQ6JDA/s1600-h/summer+09+092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348000616733542562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfqOdr5CKI/AAAAAAAAAhw/MyF_upQ6JDA/s320/summer+09+092.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I love this picture!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348005981515406546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SjfvGvDj3NI/AAAAAAAAAiY/KLCCVivQibU/s320/spring+break+050.jpg" border="0" />OH, and a lot of 5:30 am wake <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">up's</span> just to come see this guy. Sydney has been getting ready for the Rodeo~<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">that's</span> my next post....<br /></div><br /><div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-22322637923353387592009-05-21T10:03:00.000-07:002009-05-21T18:15:24.426-07:00FINALLY!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShX8Ra16bMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/LrLR7PHN0hc/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338450309511015618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShX8Ra16bMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/LrLR7PHN0hc/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShXeV6NjsfI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dSwGWBvB4y8/s1600-h/4th+pic+024.jpg"></a> Finally. IT is HERE!!<span style="font-size:180%;"> SUMMER TIME!</span> I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">COULDN'T</span> BE HAPPIER..right dear, (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">hehe</span>, a little wicked for ya) I just had to express how <span style="font-size:180%;">HAPPY </span>i am that the last day of school is here. HAPPY DAY. oh and....Kris Allen.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338413839586518130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShXbGlyVZHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/q_gjuUXh3fQ/s320/A28RVZWCACO10UACAFXJF2TCA80Q2SYCA9RPB0HCAFTBSDWCAMDWQ2ZCAW9CUI9CAW3WP6OCAVJ67DFCA61QY0QCAQ8TZFQCAUECSU0CAO3Y1SOCAWRQ76DCAPY6OAACAZY8LLOCATAC9RWCAHQHC7CCAB5S1OF.jpg" border="0" /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">thats</span> pretty cool too! Amy, our hours and hours of endless voting paid off. He owes it all to us!<br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div>And...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">soyouthinkyoucandance</span>! <span style="font-size:78%;">(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">i'm</span> saying it <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">superfast</span> in a whisper voice-like on the show)</span> starts <span style="font-size:130%;">TONIGHT!</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">dont</span> judge me, its the small things that keep ya happy! </div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-56294386811495302192009-05-17T19:12:00.000-07:002009-05-17T20:17:35.375-07:00The Storm before the CalmI know, I have it backwards but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">that's</span> how the end of the school year is. A STORM of things to do before the CALM of summer begins. Our Storm this last week has been crazy, good, sad and a little of everything. I will share the GOOD:<br /><br />Jessica performed with the Choir and was amazing! It was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Hurray</span> for Hollywood and they did song's from movies. She had a solo in the song " The Man that got Away". It was such a fun night and they really worked hard. It payed off. They sounded and looked amazing! It was a good end to a LONG week. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAfUVgNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ckp-EvUVgDc/s1600-h/08+103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336985469166387410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAfUVgNI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ckp-EvUVgDc/s320/08+103.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAMHpRvI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zZrRU2LFd4k/s1600-h/08+109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336985464012883698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAMHpRvI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zZrRU2LFd4k/s320/08+109.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Rylee</span> graduated from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Pre</span>-School! Miss Linda had the graduation and they were all <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">sooooo</span> cute. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Rylee</span> has had so much fun and grown up so much this year. She <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">LOOOOOVES</span> Miss Linda and her Assistant Miss Amber! And so do I, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">don't</span> know which one of us will miss them more!</div><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAP9yppI/AAAAAAAAAgo/oHiHYwgttBE/s1600-h/08+091.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336985465045296786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDIAP9yppI/AAAAAAAAAgo/oHiHYwgttBE/s320/08+091.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />They Sang some cute songs for us and got a report card that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Rylee</span> was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">SOOO</span> excited about! </div><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDH_0EJ7hI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zYLqoVO4yQQ/s1600-h/08+094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336985457555795474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDH_0EJ7hI/AAAAAAAAAgg/zYLqoVO4yQQ/s320/08+094.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Rylee</span> got to lead the pledge. </div><div><br /><br />We also got to watch Sydney and these cuties at their Dance Assembly at school.</div><div> </div><div>Can I just say....They Rocked the House!<br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGeH8DqLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KoMowYh4vP0/s1600-h/08+095.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983779263359154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGeH8DqLI/AAAAAAAAAgY/KoMowYh4vP0/s320/08+095.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />They are all really good dancers and their routine was so cute! LOVED watching them!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGd9UJwhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/27-cQ_W0SUI/s1600-h/08+097.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983776411632146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGd9UJwhI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/27-cQ_W0SUI/s320/08+097.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Kole</span> was in choir this year also! They has a concert and I loved seeing him up there! Its <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">usually</span> my girls that are up there and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Kole</span> is watching with me. It was fun to get to see him up there this time. To be honest...i loved watching him do something that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">didn't</span> make my heart skip a beat! (bike tricks, quad tricks, skate boards, jumping out of trees...<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">that's</span> what <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">i'm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">usually</span> watching.)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGd_O4xKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kp7oNPce4dk/s1600-h/kole.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983776926418082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGd_O4xKI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kp7oNPce4dk/s320/kole.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />He had to do a few dance moves and Rylee leaned over to me and said " look, Kole's embarrased!" Yep, he was. </div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><br />We went to the Fire Department with the Preschool! This is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">always</span> fun! They are so sweet with the kids and they all had a really great time!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGdjk8ssI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a55ALFg8hEs/s1600-h/08+121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983769502757570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGdjk8ssI/AAAAAAAAAgA/a55ALFg8hEs/s320/08+121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGdczfmPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1DCFGYEOB9c/s1600-h/08+123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336983767684716786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ShDGdczfmPI/AAAAAAAAAf4/1DCFGYEOB9c/s320/08+123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We also got to go to Our Niece's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Baptism</span>. But I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">don't</span> have any pictures of that. It was beautiful and she was beautiful!! It was a really nice night! The girls were asked to sing and I accepted for them :) and they sang a beautiful song by Jenny Phillips.<br />So, add in a city library field trip, The Fathers and Sons camp- out, Mothers Day, a Camp B.B.Q., Camp Kick-off, a wedding and few other things...and you have our last week! So... now you know what I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">meant</span> when I admitted it may not have been the teacher that sent me over the edge...that I may have been <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">teetering</span> there the whole time...remember I only mentioned the GOOD things. I realize that as busy as it gets sometimes I really am thankful for these times I have with my kids. To watch them and go to field trips and run crazy...all of it. I am Blessed and very thankful for this very crazy life.</div><div>But....I will still be counting down till summer starts....4 days.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-34755645806835759532009-05-12T10:46:00.000-07:002009-05-12T11:23:09.701-07:00I CANT take it anyMORE!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sgm-gPoNR2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/TH5GTRXUH4k/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335004694757328738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sgm-gPoNR2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/TH5GTRXUH4k/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em>I <span style="font-size:180%;">Can't </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Wait for summer!! Seriously. I know living here we dread summer, but I am more sick of school than my kids. I am DONE. I need a BREAK! I can not wait to get out of town and enjoy kicking back. I cant wait to go watch my kids at the Rodeo. To cheer them on and to watch them running with their cousins and friends. I cant wait to hang out and play cards and watch <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Marshall</span> cheat. I cant wait for Jessica to experience the Trek!! Such an amazing experience. And to get to be a background part of it! I cant wait to go to UTAH! To see the family and drive up the canyon to fish and hang at the park. To run around bare foot (yep) Caz you can do that there. To sit in a lawn chair outside and enjoy the cherries picked off my sisters tree. ( i would enjoy little green apples to had she not removed the tree. yes. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> still mad) To walk to the bakery in the morning.( the walk cancels out the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">carbs</span> i WILL be consuming) To hang out talking and playing cards till all of us have fallen asleep on the floor in the front room. I cant wait for the kids to get to chase Mike and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Rachel's</span> chickens around and play in the fort he built. To go to the fair and the street party and the parade, the movie on the house, the sparklers, the fireworks , my husband fighting with the police and my son (the guilty one) standing silently by his Dads side while the cop blames him for setting off <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">illegal</span> fireworks. Um..Brandon, any idea who supplied my son with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">those</span>? I cant wait to go to California. More FAMILY! The beach, hanging out at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Shelly's</span>, Late night In-n-Out. Late night talks. New friends down the street. Girls Camp! Late night talks. Getting to know the girls. Dance Parties. Realizing all the time and effort was worth it! I am done <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">coming</span> down on my kids about reading and homework and chores and "if you needed that in the morning why am I just hearing about it at 10 o'clock tonight!" blah blah blah! And I'm really Done with teachers who think they are helping by telling me " Maybe they should have some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">consequences</span> at home for not turning stuff in"..........Really? Wow. What a GREAT idea. I' <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ve</span> NEVER thought of that! You mean I, their mother, should help teach them <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">responsibility</span>. OH, Thanks for clearing that up. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Consequences</span> for their actions. What a genius idea!!! <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">OK</span> maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">that's</span> the button that sent me over the edge....maybe I was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">teetering</span> there on my own but either way...I AM </span><span style="font-size:130%;">READY for SUMMER! </span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">(the angry part of this post will self destruct in 20 sec.-or I may-its a toss up)</span></em></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-55424762279773079822009-04-16T16:34:00.000-07:002009-04-16T16:45:31.094-07:00Go Flames!Last Saturday was the last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">tournament</span> game this season for Sydney. It has been so fun to watch her and her team learn and grow. They did so Awesome on Saturday. They really hit their groove and They won all of their games!! Six games, one day, all won! They took first at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tournament</span> and you could tell how excited and proud they were! I over heard the coach saying how good they were doing and they were still so young and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haven't</span> gotten the "killer" spirit yet. It's so true. They have fun out there and they are a REALLY nice group of girls. But....I think the feel of winning 1st may have wet their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">appetite</span> for more and ignited a little of that spirit that is sure to come....hopefully on May 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">nd</span> when they play <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">regional's</span>! <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SefA74eTegI/AAAAAAAAAfk/bx-D-c8OlV0/s1600-h/08+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325437219393206786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SefA74eTegI/AAAAAAAAAfk/bx-D-c8OlV0/s320/08+075.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SefA7y6IWZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mjtF3bwLYkY/s1600-h/08+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325437217899305362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SefA7y6IWZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mjtF3bwLYkY/s320/08+076.jpg" border="0" /></a> The Flames - how cute are they!<br /><br /><div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-50890888963772546722009-04-16T15:43:00.000-07:002009-04-16T19:19:41.551-07:00California here they come!<div align="center">Two weeks ago, these guys...</div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See8p_cTs6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/gJ6gDT8Mu9Q/s1600-h/08+095.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325432513979724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See8p_cTs6I/AAAAAAAAAfU/gJ6gDT8Mu9Q/s400/08+095.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See8ZiaXccI/AAAAAAAAAfM/WcLlxDA5BQE/s1600-h/08+095.jpg"></a>including this cute girl..<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See74KiiqvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/iGB4akVIa28/s1600-h/08+081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431657965202162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See74KiiqvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/iGB4akVIa28/s200/08+081.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />headed out on the bus...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See73zEgWvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/7w6ZT5Eqtzw/s1600-h/08+086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431651665206002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See73zEgWvI/AAAAAAAAAe8/7w6ZT5Eqtzw/s200/08+086.jpg" border="0" /></a>stopping at this ruby's diner..<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7iXe7ziI/AAAAAAAAAes/aiQTgN-9JII/s1600-h/08+085.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431283482611234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7iXe7ziI/AAAAAAAAAes/aiQTgN-9JII/s200/08+085.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and then at this hotel for a good night sleep(<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">haha</span>)<br />so they could go meet...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7iKAy30I/AAAAAAAAAek/tZOllBt7mlc/s1600-h/08+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431279866535746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7iKAy30I/AAAAAAAAAek/tZOllBt7mlc/s200/08+087.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />this guy... who made them laugh.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7hw7IyiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qDip_yWyurQ/s1600-h/08+089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325431273131919906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See7hw7IyiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qDip_yWyurQ/s200/08+089.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />and ride this ride, which....<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yhz869I/AAAAAAAAAeM/cZ7UDUQTuFQ/s1600-h/08+091.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325430461621398482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yhz869I/AAAAAAAAAeM/cZ7UDUQTuFQ/s200/08+091.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>did NOT!</div><div>(well really it did but, the picture fit so..)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yT93HWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Ay3gw5BtD4g/s1600-h/08+092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325430457904864610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yT93HWI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Ay3gw5BtD4g/s200/08+092.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Then, they left to go get beautiful and SING (the real</div><div>reason for the trip) at the Heritage Festival!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yDkdynI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wxBbA94VEt4/s1600-h/08+088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325430453503380082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6yDkdynI/AAAAAAAAAd8/wxBbA94VEt4/s200/08+088.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Then they got to come back here...<br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6x8ZR4PI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Dy63x7BFMzs/s1600-h/08+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325430451577413874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See6x8ZR4PI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Dy63x7BFMzs/s200/08+084.jpg" border="0" /></a>for the night and the WHOLE </div><div>next day! They got awards the next night at </div><div>Disneyland. They took Third!! AWESOME JOB!</div><div></div><div>And then they headed home at midnight on the bus. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">yeck</span></span>)</div><div>She had a great time! What an Awesome weekend.<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-xbKnmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ss3WmGkl9Tw/s1600-h/08+093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325427373435952738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-xbKnmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Ss3WmGkl9Tw/s200/08+093.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-p7CtAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/D-iQp9Exxjw/s1600-h/08+090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325427371422168066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-p7CtAI/AAAAAAAAAdU/D-iQp9Exxjw/s200/08+090.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-aj6tdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eummHEhU5mg/s1600-h/08+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325427367298643410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See3-aj6tdI/AAAAAAAAAdM/eummHEhU5mg/s200/08+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See39-zx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HOwJ2pRHHFE/s1600-h/08+080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325427359848987026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/See39-zx-ZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/HOwJ2pRHHFE/s200/08+080.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-5419238293971963552009-04-13T18:10:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:24:15.422-07:00EasterWe had a beautiful Easter. Amy and the girls joined us for church and after we came back to our house for Easter baskets and an egg hunt! It was so fun to have them join us. Then later we had everyone over for dinner and just to hang out. It was a great day and everyone had a good night sleep after the sugar rush wore off! <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyvqzWMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ch3A_eq9338/s1600-h/08+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349645411014850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyvqzWMI/AAAAAAAAAcc/ch3A_eq9338/s200/08+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyurSr_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/axVl3QLxaXU/s1600-h/08+073.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349645144633330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyurSr_I/AAAAAAAAAcU/axVl3QLxaXU/s200/08+073.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> This face sums up the day! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyaJYSbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ynUhBlkd72A/s1600-h/08+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349639633684914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyaJYSbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ynUhBlkd72A/s200/08+034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyOjmgCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MWpG4a8oFsY/s1600-h/08+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349636522442786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjyOjmgCI/AAAAAAAAAcE/MWpG4a8oFsY/s200/08+033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjx2S7AaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wOFGo1WYJrQ/s1600-h/08+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324349630010032546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePjx2S7AaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/wOFGo1WYJrQ/s200/08+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-84760064047083278732009-04-13T18:02:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:23:40.521-07:00Payback.On Easter all I wanted was a picture of my kids together. smiling. is this to much to ask for?<br /><br />I guess after an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Easter</span> basket and a few dozen eggs full of candy ...it is.<br /><br />So, I decided to go ahead and post some of the pictures they took even with out just a smile. maybe they'll learn. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">doubt</span> it. Hope you get as big of a laugh as I did at some of these! <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePhDqj3U5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/2YwQY3KRYks/s1600-h/08+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346637562631058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePhDqj3U5I/AAAAAAAAAb0/2YwQY3KRYks/s200/08+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ya those are mine.<br /><br />the flower is actually in Rylees hair :)<br /><br /><div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-66298359927470993432009-04-13T17:51:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:23:27.664-07:00What a bunch of toads. One normal picture. oh well...where's the fun in normal right? but, for all of you with kids my kids age....feel free to share these:) ya....i think i may get the picture I want next time. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePggGj8ziI/AAAAAAAAAbs/M3c_kf2pun0/s1600-h/08+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346026603892258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePggGj8ziI/AAAAAAAAAbs/M3c_kf2pun0/s200/08+020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfi-VGOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kThz1NnZyAA/s1600-h/08+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346017050859746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfi-VGOI/AAAAAAAAAbc/kThz1NnZyAA/s200/08+047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfHWZR_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/wzJi1FHBC_A/s1600-h/08+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346009635604466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfHWZR_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/wzJi1FHBC_A/s200/08+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfZCzf3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/HZSuhKoCkEM/s1600-h/08+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324346014385274738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SePgfZCzf3I/AAAAAAAAAbU/HZSuhKoCkEM/s200/08+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-59541295926204464712009-03-25T15:57:00.001-07:002009-03-25T16:36:22.097-07:00Automotive 101SO, what did you do this morning?<br />Me, I got to stick my hand and most of my arm into this fuel tank!<br />yep. right into that hole in the middle.<br />was it full of gas? of COURSE. Why would you want to stick your arm into a fuel tank if it was empty? Where's the fun in that? And if it was empty, I wouldn't have the fun of walking around smelling like a mechanic all day!<br />yes, i smell. all day. still.<br />gas is not an easy smell to get rid of. no matter how many times you wash and no matter how many bath and body soaps you use and no matter how much lotion you apply. or perfume. you think you have it gone but...an hour later...its back.<br />I am VERY <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">grateful</span> for a husband who has to do this kind of stuff everyday and never complains. (even though I sometimes do. about the smell.)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4Fs7bmeI/AAAAAAAAAac/d71lN6G-eEQ/s1600-h/spring+break+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317264718163581410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4Fs7bmeI/AAAAAAAAAac/d71lN6G-eEQ/s320/spring+break+067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Oh, why did I do this? well, Jim had to change out the fuel pump on the Suburban and he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dropped</span> a magnet thing into it on accident. And I needed to find and remove the "float" that is in there. The float is what reads how much gas you have. - <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">there's</span> your auto 101 lesson.<br />oh...i did NOT find and remove either of those. So to top it off, I smell for nothing!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4Fbt1KuI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eGV3_Jy6b3o/s1600-h/spring+break+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317264713543133922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4Fbt1KuI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eGV3_Jy6b3o/s320/spring+break+066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This tank is huge. Amy, i think my adventure trumps your head lamp adventure. even though you looked cuter. However, Tara...you win hands down in the "putting you hand/arms into places they should <span style="font-size:180%;">NEVER </span><span style="font-size:100%;">go" <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">category</span>! (even though you probably smelt better than me after a good washing!)</span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4E2JwtbI/AAAAAAAAAaM/X4yG1qGHP6k/s1600-h/spring+break+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317264703459734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4E2JwtbI/AAAAAAAAAaM/X4yG1qGHP6k/s320/spring+break+064.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And thank you to my totally HOT hubby for fixing my car! (again)</div><div>I love that he can fix <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">anything</span>. You rock baby!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4EySZcZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/o_Q5f77FUEc/s1600-h/spring+break+065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317264702422217106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Scq4EySZcZI/AAAAAAAAAaE/o_Q5f77FUEc/s320/spring+break+065.jpg" border="0" /></a> Did I mention how much I love this guy!?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-34809539652217967642009-03-22T16:29:00.000-07:002009-03-22T16:40:36.853-07:00<div align="center"> The <span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;">Science Center</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKmYuJQ-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/idCNoG9YqcY/s1600-h/spring+break+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316159170977285090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKmYuJQ-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/idCNoG9YqcY/s400/spring+break+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> We went to visit the science center this week. I love this place. It was so fun to go do something different. The kids love it and it is totally hands on. We had a great day playing with all the crazy stuff they have there. Looking for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">something</span> to do - I suggest here. Oh, and if you go <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">don't</span> miss the Forces of nature <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">exhibit</span>. My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">fav</span>. You get to stand on a platform and experience a hurricane, monsoon, earthquake...good stuff! Go check it out. you'll have as much fun as the kids! </div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKl2qIhgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vBD89m4q3OU/s1600-h/spring+break+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316159161833653762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKl2qIhgI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vBD89m4q3OU/s400/spring+break+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKlPt-3kI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_sTzKeKX64g/s1600-h/spring+break+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316159151380815426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKlPt-3kI/AAAAAAAAAZs/_sTzKeKX64g/s400/spring+break+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKkrQI2CI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rALwim6tp6g/s1600-h/spring+break+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316159141591963682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbKkrQI2CI/AAAAAAAAAZk/rALwim6tp6g/s400/spring+break+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Just a few of the things.<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-15643369944729937502009-03-22T16:02:00.000-07:002009-03-22T18:32:38.136-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHwInd47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9HeI1JEtrrA/s1600-h/spring+break+013.jpg"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHwInd47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9HeI1JEtrrA/s1600-h/spring+break+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156039918117810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHwInd47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9HeI1JEtrrA/s200/spring+break+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHwInd47I/AAAAAAAAAZc/9HeI1JEtrrA/s1600-h/spring+break+013.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We've always know he was a little "different" - this explains <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">a lot</span>.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvfF6N7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/xfyKvsPiX20/s1600-h/spring+break+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156028771514290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvfF6N7I/AAAAAAAAAZM/xfyKvsPiX20/s200/spring+break+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvjuzZ4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/cwi5qCrUtZs/s1600-h/spring+break+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156030016776066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvjuzZ4I/AAAAAAAAAZU/cwi5qCrUtZs/s200/spring+break+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br />The bed of nails was really cool! They had to hold really still - neither of them had a problem with that rule! (now i know the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">secret</span> - nails!)</div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvB3v9sI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIK7Mw3UwGY/s1600-h/spring+break+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156020927493826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvB3v9sI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIK7Mw3UwGY/s200/spring+break+018.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHvB3v9sI/AAAAAAAAAZE/NIK7Mw3UwGY/s1600-h/spring+break+018.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHuj2sXlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/koXAL0yuTqg/s1600-h/spring+break+022.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kole</span> got to do some rock climbing.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHuj2sXlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/koXAL0yuTqg/s1600-h/spring+break+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316156012870000210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/ScbHuj2sXlI/AAAAAAAAAY8/koXAL0yuTqg/s200/spring+break+022.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Cute kids! </div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-31086120010094748272009-03-17T11:37:00.000-07:002009-03-17T11:50:38.299-07:00I <3 Volleyball<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sb_uJRSPTgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/76mq-tfaUvY/s1600-h/IMG00057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314227928346611202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/Sb_uJRSPTgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/76mq-tfaUvY/s320/IMG00057.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><em>Sydney was back at it again this week. We were in mesa for her tournament. I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">don't</span> know how these girls do it. We had to leave the house by 5:45 am. ya, A <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">freekin</span> M. to get out there on time. Then they get to play all day. Don't get me wrong, she <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">LOVEs</span> playing and we LOVE watching her but I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">don't</span> know where she gets the energy! She played a total of 8 games. She did awesome! They were a little sleepy their first match but after a "Pep" talk from the coach, they had a great come back. It is fun to see how much they learn. Sydney is an awesome hitter! She gets better and better each game and This week we were so excited to see how far she's come with that! And i must say - she's the cutest little player out there:)</em></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-62846552814343036702009-03-09T17:16:00.000-07:002009-03-09T17:56:46.493-07:00Update!?What you think I need to update? <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span>, so I can <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hardly</span> remember how to change my background...that may be a sign I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haven't</span> been on in a while.<br /> I'm gonna have to start back in <span style="font-size:180%;"><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">slowly</span></span>. I have no pictures of late so I will just give a little update on the Corbin household and then try to ease my way back in to the blogging world. <br /> We have been keeping busy with Sydney's volleyball. We have been to Prescott, Tuscon, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Queen creek</span> and our next stop should be somewhere out in Gilbert/Mesa or something. Lots of traveling but it has been so much fun to watch her and her team play! I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">don't</span> do sports. Never have. I'm a cheerleader/dance type so it is fun to watch her go after the ball and not be afraid to dive and all that. The first tournament the ball hit her square in the nose - and they played off it! (side note: this is the same nose we think she broke at school last year playing baseball-a bloody, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">bruised</span>, doubled in size mess!) She just kept on playing, unfazed. Only a little swelling this time! She has played great!! She has also loved riding her horse! We need to get out there more of course but we're working on it.<br /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Kole</span> has been loving his bike and always loves just being outside. The weather has been great so he is out there as soon as homework is done. He has also taken over as the neighborhood <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">pigeon</span> patrol. No <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pigeons</span> nesting on any roofs around here. You can imagine how he does that. If you cant imagine how well.......I'll just say that Jim is the one he took over for so... On a good note, (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">I'm</span> almost afraid to think it) he is bandage free!!<br /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Rylee</span> is as fun and funny as ever. HOW I wish I could share her last few good ones on here but I admit, I'm afraid of the "What kind of mother would let her five year old" comments. So I will only share the fact that I did watch <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Mamma</span> Mia and she was in the room and she retains WAY more then I thought. (in an innocent way of course.) Hey on the good side she knows all the words to all the songs:)<br /> Jessica is going to California with her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Choir</span> and excited! They get to sing at Disneyland! She is keeping busy with school, church, homework and, oh ya those friends. She see them every once in a while too. She is doing a cancer walk in April. It's a 24 hour walk-a-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">thon</span>. It should be really awesome. They get pledges for each lap walked and they have a team. They have 24 hrs. to walk as many laps as they can. One team member must be walking at all times so, they can take turns. All the donations go to cancer research. Pretty cool! <br /> Jim and I are keeping busy. It's been a weird winter, I think one of us...mostly me, has been sick every week since Thanksgiving. I hope were past that now!!We enjoyed a great Stake Conference yesterday. We got a new Presidency and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Russle</span> M. Nelson was here to call them and so we had the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">privilege</span> of hearing from him. It was wonderful. It made me so excited for General Conference coming up!<br /> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Ok</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">that's</span> it in a nut shell. I'm gonna try not to get so far behind - no promises!corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-5166945400560227562009-01-17T10:43:00.000-08:002009-01-17T11:30:50.462-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">What goes up...</span></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SXIozFDtAAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/u-wKergpMBs/s1600-h/skate+boarder.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292337370109902850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SXIozFDtAAI/AAAAAAAAAYs/u-wKergpMBs/s320/skate+boarder.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have decided that most my post about <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kole</span> will be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">regarding</span> his injuries. I'm also pretty sure that I have been blessed with only one boy because my heart can only handle a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">certain</span> amount of injuries to my children and my boy happens to have more then his fair share. </div><div>Santa brought <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kole</span> a Rip-Stick for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Christmas</span>.( What he was thinking I do not know and will be giving him a call.) This is like a skateboard only split in half and with only 2 wheels, that turn and each side of the skate board also moves from side to side. I'm impressed he can even stand on it let alone ride it. (which he does pretty well.) But, He has had his share of spills in the last two weeks. None as good as on Monday. He was out front alone - I just started being OK with this. I'm on the computer, the girls are in their room with music on, the T.V.'s on and I hear screaming. It's a little muffled so, I wait as any good mother would to see if it is "your bugging me" or "ouch that hurt but I'm perfectly fine" or "I'M REALLY HURT" screaming. Then I hear it again. I get up to go see and the screaming continues and then I realize it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">KOLE</span>. I start to connect...Kole....Outside...Stupid Rip Stick....so on ..... I run out the front door and see him down the street, laying in the STREET, in front or our neighbors house. I run to him and he continues to SCREAM. It's funny to me what can run through your head in the few seconds it takes you to get to you injured kid. Like - this sounds like an ER trip - where are my shoes - please <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">don't</span> let it be his right arm AGAIN - where do the girls have to be tonight and who can I call to get them there - do I have something easy they can make for dinner while we're at the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">hospital</span> - How far do I think I can throw that stupid Rip Stick - PLEASE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">don't</span> let it be his right arm - He's never had <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">sti</span>___ oh, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">don't</span> think that..you'll JINX it! - PLEASE <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">DON'T</span> LET IT BE HIS RIGHT ARM!! - So, I get to him (still screaming) and survey the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">damage</span>. Right arm - OK!!! yes! Left Arm - Bleeding, pretty good but not deep - check. OK, Buddy you have to stop screaming. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Ok</span>, screaming stopped - check. Head- good bump - road rash - not bleeding but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">bruised</span> - keep eye on that. Nose - bleeding but only a little - check. Leg's -easy to check <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">caz</span> he's wearing shorts:) great! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">ok</span>, not so bad road rash, a little blood not so bad. He's holding his hip and can't stand. Not good. A little road rash but not to bad but he still cant walk. So, we finally get him up and into a chair, in front of our neighbors because he's not walking and he's looking really pale, the girls help with ice and water and then all our neighbors start coming home. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">I't</span> was very funny because they all came home with-in two min. of each other and all came to help. They are awesome neighbor's. We finally helped him in the house and got him all Ice-packed up and checked him out. NOTHING was broken!! EXCELLENT! So, I asked him how it happened and he retells the event - I was skating and pushing my self with the stick and I just went flying off - The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">funniest</span> was him telling me this - "It hurt so bad on my hip and I couldn't move and I just started screaming for you (not the funny part) and I could hear my self screaming and I was screaming like a girl! and I just kept thinking - I'm screaming like a girl -but i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">couldn't</span> stop!"</div><div>I am just glad he's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">ok</span> and that he hasn't been back on the rip stick this week. There is never a dull moment with him. I have a feeling my heart is due for many more of these experiences. </div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-62789447285952818222009-01-17T10:34:00.000-08:002009-01-17T10:43:00.748-08:00Happy New Year!<span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;">So.. <span style="font-size:100%;">life is on it's way to getting back to normal or at least what's normal around here. We had a wonderful Holiday Season and as always wish it could last longer. I love having the kids home and it is always hard to have them go back to school. Jim was able to work his schedule to be around home more than normal and we all LOVED that! It is a treat to all be together even if we're just hanging out. Actually just hanging out is probably the best thing. We have enjoyed it but, there is some joy in getting back into a routine i guess. Now that I can be a little more organized I hope to keep my blog up to date a little, ok a lot better! The key word is HOPE! </span></span>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-55132559918417670972009-01-02T21:32:00.000-08:002009-01-02T21:54:32.560-08:00Christmas with GrandpaI did it again..in my haste to get caught up on posts, i started this one backwards. ah well.<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">Grandpa's</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> Christmas dinner was wonderful! The kids started out horseback ridding and after we finally pried Sydney off the horse they did pictures with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">grand kids</span>, then </span><span style="font-size:180%;">Santa </span><span style="font-size:130%;">came for a visit! Then we got to eat, enjoy <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">each others</span> company and then of course came the gift exchange. I like to think my kids are not all about the gifts but, when your getting from grandpa...well, it's hard not to get a </span><span style="font-size:180%;">LITTLE </span><span style="font-size:100%;">excited! Grandpa <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">defiantly</span> trumped <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Santa</span> this year! I am very grateful for all he does for our kids. Not just the presents at <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Christmas</span> of course but all he makes possible for them all year round. </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75RpZcovI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iD5nA6OE7tw/s1600-h/08+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937094145221362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75RpZcovI/AAAAAAAAAYc/iD5nA6OE7tw/s200/08+046.jpg" border="0" /></a> The girls were a crack-up trying to get this train to keep going, it did not want to co-operate!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75RAvTHaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mxE9xNxxCEY/s1600-h/08+040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937083231018402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75RAvTHaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/mxE9xNxxCEY/s200/08+040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />A visit with the big guy.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75QmrZq3I/AAAAAAAAAYM/wFBNzNLjZfI/s1600-h/08+083.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286937076235348850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV75QmrZq3I/AAAAAAAAAYM/wFBNzNLjZfI/s200/08+083.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">didn't</span> even get a picture of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Kole</span> seeing his bike for the first time. Grandpa hid it outside and he ran out there so fast all I could snap a picture of was his back reflector! </div><div>Grandpa told <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Kole</span>, Jacob and Corbin that they had a choice.. He would give them $200.00 cash a $25.00 check or they could have the "Unknown". It was so funny watching the three of them think about it. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Kole</span> took about three seconds and he was all about the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">unknown</span>...Jacob thought about it...added it up and then choose the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">unknown</span>...Corbin thought longer and harder, now his Dad has been in the finance business since we have know him so, this makes sense but, he choose the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">unknown</span> also. It paid off for all of them !<br /><br /><div></div></div><br /></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643621025879986353.post-65072305812210235962009-01-02T21:18:00.000-08:002009-01-02T21:32:20.733-08:00<div align="center"> A new CAR!! Jessica was a little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">jealous</span>!<br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV73D_tsNjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/i7bGZqw8dvE/s1600-h/08+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286934660594284082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV73D_tsNjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/i7bGZqw8dvE/s200/08+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72KGZX75I/AAAAAAAAAX0/4wMPvXIJytM/s1600-h/08+078.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286933665955704722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72KGZX75I/AAAAAAAAAX0/4wMPvXIJytM/s200/08+078.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72KGcVK8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/dzw0tpUMBxQ/s1600-h/08+075.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286933665968106434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72KGcVK8I/AAAAAAAAAXs/dzw0tpUMBxQ/s200/08+075.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />YES! a new <span style="font-size:180%;">Kitchen!</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72JlNfugI/AAAAAAAAAXk/nKhMo7dk5DM/s1600-h/08+079.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br />These two were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">priceless</span> to watch. They just hung out while all the little ones got their presents.... never getting impatient or <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">any ting</span>!<br /><br /><div> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72IyHk3CI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Elmvrap88-0/s1600-h/08+082.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286933643332475938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV72IyHk3CI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Elmvrap88-0/s200/08+082.jpg" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286934663847098834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_977b0tBWTzI/SV73EL1OOdI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rdfnQVgRgCw/s200/08+080.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>corbin6http://www.blogger.com/profile/11051050057857213115noreply@blogger.com0