<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196</id><updated>2012-01-11T21:32:27.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Bronsons</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-1983786967800257930</id><published>2012-01-10T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T23:07:37.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My dad planned last year for the whole family to stay out in Palm Desert the week after Christmas. &amp;nbsp;It was the one week when we could all actually be together. &amp;nbsp;We were scattered around the Palm Desert area in three different time shares and it was a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Monday night we completed Christmas with our $30 gift exchange. &amp;nbsp;This is a family tradition that we started two years ago (I think). &amp;nbsp;Everyone in the family buys a non gender specific awesome $30 Christmas present. &amp;nbsp;We then all get to pick a present following the White Elephant gift exchange rules (I know there's a better term, I just can't think of it now). &amp;nbsp;It is so much fun to see what everyone ends up with and what presents get stolen. &amp;nbsp;This year some of the "hot" items were a huge remote control helicopter, a wet/dry vacuum, games, and movies. &amp;nbsp;But the best gift of all was my dad's remote control giant helium fish; Keri was the big winner with that and she was so excited! &amp;nbsp;Round 2 of this gift exchange is the secret gift. &amp;nbsp;This tradition came to us from Aaron's family. &amp;nbsp;Someone buys a gift and brings it wrapped. &amp;nbsp;Everyone gets to hold the present and ask one yes/no question &amp;nbsp;at a time until the gift is correctly identified. &amp;nbsp;This Keri was a dual big winner because she guessed the mystery gift too! &amp;nbsp;Here are some pics of our fun night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRfE2uZ16Bk/TwvfJ5lwbxI/AAAAAAAACP8/CdKk2qjlf0U/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRfE2uZ16Bk/TwvfJ5lwbxI/AAAAAAAACP8/CdKk2qjlf0U/s400/218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBV1sQsm-7g/TwvfR0DTjtI/AAAAAAAACQI/-4fa2AqsPxk/s1600/219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBV1sQsm-7g/TwvfR0DTjtI/AAAAAAAACQI/-4fa2AqsPxk/s400/219.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;CJ got to pick the first gift of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5B83cguePY/TwvfZsReArI/AAAAAAAACQQ/zhKfEZg8Qcg/s1600/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5B83cguePY/TwvfZsReArI/AAAAAAAACQQ/zhKfEZg8Qcg/s400/220.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgXCjBWcjQA/TwvfgkrQIpI/AAAAAAAACQY/qWBEHfF4hM0/s1600/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jgXCjBWcjQA/TwvfgkrQIpI/AAAAAAAACQY/qWBEHfF4hM0/s400/221.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam looked super excited about this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSoup5Ewst8/TwvfnWkUp6I/AAAAAAAACQk/uJ_pDdMKsZY/s1600/222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSoup5Ewst8/TwvfnWkUp6I/AAAAAAAACQk/uJ_pDdMKsZY/s400/222.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aaron was so happy because he ended up with the helicopter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a0yuxmgLD0/Twvft49737I/AAAAAAAACQs/wmjht9ea3G0/s1600/223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a0yuxmgLD0/Twvft49737I/AAAAAAAACQs/wmjht9ea3G0/s400/223.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Toni got this cool game, but she was really excited about all of the Twilight movies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WT171mCpEmM/Twvf1g8jEGI/AAAAAAAACQ4/qfjloSA-v3Q/s1600/224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WT171mCpEmM/Twvf1g8jEGI/AAAAAAAACQ4/qfjloSA-v3Q/s400/224.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look at the sheer joy on her face!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBMGKkMhGFA/Twvf9MsNObI/AAAAAAAACRE/sQ5QSySdLWg/s1600/226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CBMGKkMhGFA/Twvf9MsNObI/AAAAAAAACRE/sQ5QSySdLWg/s400/226.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now she's truly excited to win this awesome ipod speaker/dock...oh Keri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our adventure on Tuesday included plans to take the tram up to the top of the mountain to see the snow. &amp;nbsp;We all brought cold weather clothes, but we packed some serious snow gear for the kids. &amp;nbsp;We weren't sure what to expect, but it ended up being my favorite part of the week. &amp;nbsp;My kids had never seen snow before, so Bailey was very excited. &amp;nbsp;I happened to find amazing clearance deals on two pink puffy snow outfits for my girls, so we were ready to go. &amp;nbsp;We all meet in the parking lot around 9:00 and then took the 9:40 tram up to the top. &amp;nbsp;The tram ride itself was an adventure because it was so high and we were moving quite quickly while rotating around to get a complete 360 degree view of the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before we could do any of that, we had to bundle all of the kids and make the tremendous hike up to the tram. &amp;nbsp;It really wasn't that long, it just seemed really long dressed in all those layers. &amp;nbsp;The only downer about this snow excursion is that my mom couldn't take her scooter out in the snow with all of us, so she had to sit at the base of the trail and watch us from afar. &amp;nbsp;But she did her duty of warning everyone who walked by that the last part of the trail was covered in ice and very slippery. &amp;nbsp;Most people didn't listen to her so she got to watch some awesome falls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6_nwVNZ6vw/TwvgBJu4AFI/AAAAAAAACRM/jYb-Yq7eUqY/s1600/230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O6_nwVNZ6vw/TwvgBJu4AFI/AAAAAAAACRM/jYb-Yq7eUqY/s400/230.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think Brooklynn could be wearing anymore pink!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YD6c-SrufkU/TwvgGPOSWeI/AAAAAAAACRU/fW2KNCZjPuU/s1600/231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YD6c-SrufkU/TwvgGPOSWeI/AAAAAAAACRU/fW2KNCZjPuU/s400/231.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josi was not too excited about all the clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0Rw6s40b8A/TwvgLWTKY0I/AAAAAAAACRc/SsEF9xBfrRQ/s1600/235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0Rw6s40b8A/TwvgLWTKY0I/AAAAAAAACRc/SsEF9xBfrRQ/s400/235.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn's first touch ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzk_nZyqW_Y/TwvgRKgwwVI/AAAAAAAACRo/IkVyTzb5vBQ/s1600/239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzk_nZyqW_Y/TwvgRKgwwVI/AAAAAAAACRo/IkVyTzb5vBQ/s400/239.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and taste of snow. &amp;nbsp;She loved it and bent over to pick it up whenever she could!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW4GJ4rBfIA/TwvgqJIy9SI/AAAAAAAACSM/AR1oH7m85no/s1600/248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xW4GJ4rBfIA/TwvgqJIy9SI/AAAAAAAACSM/AR1oH7m85no/s400/248.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My cute, pink, marshmellow baby! &amp;nbsp;She'll only wear this snow puff outfit once, but it was well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewB106hDyCs/TwvgWkbNAxI/AAAAAAAACRw/diBzgzS6_Yc/s1600/242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewB106hDyCs/TwvgWkbNAxI/AAAAAAAACRw/diBzgzS6_Yc/s400/242.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best parts of our snow adventure was that the boys found these two abandoned sleds at the bottom of the mountain by the trash cans. &amp;nbsp;One was breaking, but both of them worked good enough for us. &amp;nbsp;We loaded them up at the top of a small incline and then the boys had to catch them at the bottom before they lost control and ran into a tree. &amp;nbsp;The kids loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVmK61uoHuE/TwvgeOCcJOI/AAAAAAAACR4/lwBtAJkAsMI/s1600/243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VVmK61uoHuE/TwvgeOCcJOI/AAAAAAAACR4/lwBtAJkAsMI/s400/243.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CJ even got in on the action with a little snowboarding. &amp;nbsp;I think he's missing Utah a little :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1IFYU-_LLo/TwvgkakIk-I/AAAAAAAACSE/FU8WuBuuhEc/s1600/245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1IFYU-_LLo/TwvgkakIk-I/AAAAAAAACSE/FU8WuBuuhEc/s400/245.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I snapped a shot of Owen and Bailey as they sped by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GirIymJefWU/TwvgxxEMgMI/AAAAAAAACSY/xAlj9lDcE3U/s1600/250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GirIymJefWU/TwvgxxEMgMI/AAAAAAAACSY/xAlj9lDcE3U/s400/250.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey and Kate picking up some speed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EK2Ht56lf4w/Twvg4-eIL7I/AAAAAAAACSg/GKnOLicR7HI/s1600/255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EK2Ht56lf4w/Twvg4-eIL7I/AAAAAAAACSg/GKnOLicR7HI/s400/255.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This might be my favorite picture of the entire trip! &amp;nbsp;I love how Bailey has this wild, crazy, pure joy on her face and tiny Brooklynn is just going along with whatever is happening. &amp;nbsp;Arms straight out to the side--probably not by choice, just the fact that her outfit is so puffy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCMQVpOhXTI/Twvg-hWjNfI/AAAAAAAACSs/xCGvKGaS9Qk/s1600/266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gCMQVpOhXTI/Twvg-hWjNfI/AAAAAAAACSs/xCGvKGaS9Qk/s400/266.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron, Toni, and the marshmellow baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDzOr5zj3JQ/TwvhGM3TrjI/AAAAAAAACS0/dtMf1iuiHjw/s1600/270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dDzOr5zj3JQ/TwvhGM3TrjI/AAAAAAAACS0/dtMf1iuiHjw/s400/270.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually got a turn to hold her a little bit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vu1Mkd-A7M/TwvhMJ5heyI/AAAAAAAACTA/NlTvYrmuYDc/s1600/272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Vu1Mkd-A7M/TwvhMJ5heyI/AAAAAAAACTA/NlTvYrmuYDc/s400/272.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and her Auntie Toni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xqd5J722sw/TwvhRg7Ub1I/AAAAAAAACTI/b8hfJcFbyec/s1600/274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xqd5J722sw/TwvhRg7Ub1I/AAAAAAAACTI/b8hfJcFbyec/s400/274.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can barely tell, but that's Tera all bundled up with Kate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lozL2rXXZsI/TwvhY_0fMII/AAAAAAAACTU/v8VwTt-GW7I/s1600/276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lozL2rXXZsI/TwvhY_0fMII/AAAAAAAACTU/v8VwTt-GW7I/s400/276.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty and Keri with the broken sled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LX76LeRdLUg/TwvhgMzLWyI/AAAAAAAACTc/ZUuffSqsRTQ/s1600/278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LX76LeRdLUg/TwvhgMzLWyI/AAAAAAAACTc/ZUuffSqsRTQ/s400/278.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfcC6Q46kSY/TwvhmJG1nhI/AAAAAAAACTo/y59_FYxzHHg/s1600/288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mfcC6Q46kSY/TwvhmJG1nhI/AAAAAAAACTo/y59_FYxzHHg/s400/288.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She doesn't quite understand what it is, but she just knows that she wants it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zba6xIVvZ38/Twvhsj5O2rI/AAAAAAAACTw/_GFsfDT8sX4/s1600/290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zba6xIVvZ38/Twvhsj5O2rI/AAAAAAAACTw/_GFsfDT8sX4/s400/290.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our snowman--we didn't build it, just posed with it. &amp;nbsp;Bailey thought it was very exciting to see a snowman in real life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5eHj6knMHo/TwvhzW4Db7I/AAAAAAAACT8/BnSM3-_Vd7Q/s1600/296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y5eHj6knMHo/TwvhzW4Db7I/AAAAAAAACT8/BnSM3-_Vd7Q/s400/296.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cousins!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq8faiXh2T4/Twvh7rQAgKI/AAAAAAAACUE/iXyRe37xtUc/s1600/298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mq8faiXh2T4/Twvh7rQAgKI/AAAAAAAACUE/iXyRe37xtUc/s400/298.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was pretty difficult to get a good picture of the four of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rDc_qaXbvI4/TwviBMD6G4I/AAAAAAAACUQ/x3IrfFrYpSU/s1600/303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rDc_qaXbvI4/TwviBMD6G4I/AAAAAAAACUQ/x3IrfFrYpSU/s400/303.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad just kept laughing at Brooklynn in her puffy outfit all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8q_jF5GmB8/TwviJKqJM5I/AAAAAAAACUc/d8vhSNhIJC8/s1600/313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o8q_jF5GmB8/TwviJKqJM5I/AAAAAAAACUc/d8vhSNhIJC8/s400/313.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa and the grandkids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i902ESSOI8M/TwviQ1FbJcI/AAAAAAAACUk/0iJB2HHhm5o/s1600/318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i902ESSOI8M/TwviQ1FbJcI/AAAAAAAACUk/0iJB2HHhm5o/s400/318.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toni and Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4es27JyuZE/Twvia3s_OhI/AAAAAAAACUw/E8RCrbESbr0/s1600/319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4es27JyuZE/Twvia3s_OhI/AAAAAAAACUw/E8RCrbESbr0/s400/319.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our girls are pink and we are gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11Zt5sLE2GU/TwvilFW_2TI/AAAAAAAACU4/fku1vGkNbNs/s1600/323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-11Zt5sLE2GU/TwvilFW_2TI/AAAAAAAACU4/fku1vGkNbNs/s400/323.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey is showing us the splinter in her finger and Brooklynn is eating some snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTHC1bffpdE/Twviri--g6I/AAAAAAAACVA/B-W8LsNOtoQ/s1600/328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTHC1bffpdE/Twviri--g6I/AAAAAAAACVA/B-W8LsNOtoQ/s400/328.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyle, Sam, and kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INtgUbOwFD4/TwvixQBESXI/AAAAAAAACVM/N_Nd3skTNb8/s1600/334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INtgUbOwFD4/TwvixQBESXI/AAAAAAAACVM/N_Nd3skTNb8/s400/334.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey in action in her first snowball fight. &amp;nbsp;She wasn't too happy to receive the snowball to the face, but she was very excited to throw them at everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fm-GI5kCrAA/Twvi2jnP6DI/AAAAAAAACVU/_5ovGdE7LsI/s1600/338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fm-GI5kCrAA/Twvi2jnP6DI/AAAAAAAACVU/_5ovGdE7LsI/s400/338.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owen in action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtqGdCnU8tg/Twvi9Yaa9BI/AAAAAAAACVc/2EoLlWlEoes/s1600/343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gtqGdCnU8tg/Twvi9Yaa9BI/AAAAAAAACVc/2EoLlWlEoes/s400/343.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These are our attempts at snow angels. &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn just looks sad in her's. &amp;nbsp;She just looks like she's been left there to take a sad nap in the snow. &amp;nbsp;She didn't like it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fx2ojRydyAo/TwvjEUWEFOI/AAAAAAAACVo/TeNcXHaCdog/s1600/347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fx2ojRydyAo/TwvjEUWEFOI/AAAAAAAACVo/TeNcXHaCdog/s400/347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey tried to do a snow angel, but she said the snow was too hard and she did not select an ideal location. &amp;nbsp;At least she can say she tried!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This next series of pictures is in the order that they were taken and is reflective of how my girls were feeling while I was trying to get a cute picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8hragg7mBU/TwvjL3FEtZI/AAAAAAAACVw/xWUscbbFW5w/s1600/348.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8hragg7mBU/TwvjL3FEtZI/AAAAAAAACVw/xWUscbbFW5w/s400/348.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture #1: Brooklynn is again eating snow and Bailey is taking the bandaid off her injured finger to double check if in fact it still hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exXUIZzf8b4/TwvjTTR72rI/AAAAAAAACV8/GZw4fEUdLsI/s1600/349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-exXUIZzf8b4/TwvjTTR72rI/AAAAAAAACV8/GZw4fEUdLsI/s400/349.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture #2: &amp;nbsp;Bailey has realized that, yes, her finger does still hurt and so she starts to cry. &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn is looking at Bailey like, "I swear you were happy just one second ago. &amp;nbsp;What happened?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy7KpWBYdPE/Twvjbep5MwI/AAAAAAAACWE/HD6SM6LFFlI/s1600/350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy7KpWBYdPE/Twvjbep5MwI/AAAAAAAACWE/HD6SM6LFFlI/s400/350.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture #3: &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn now decides that she should take a turn crying because her sister did. &amp;nbsp;Bailey stops crying for a second to see why Brooklynn is crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3M9dD8Mn1Io/TwvjjE3ghmI/AAAAAAAACWQ/YLM1xx9onE0/s1600/352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3M9dD8Mn1Io/TwvjjE3ghmI/AAAAAAAACWQ/YLM1xx9onE0/s400/352.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture #4: &amp;nbsp;They both realize that they were crying for no reason, so Brooklynn goes back to finding more snow and Bailey goes back to looking at her finger. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I did not get a great shot of the two of them at that moment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6CIWKvcBqo/Tw004lze2UI/AAAAAAAACZE/HN6Pm-ThMSw/s1600/Scan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p6CIWKvcBqo/Tw004lze2UI/AAAAAAAACZE/HN6Pm-ThMSw/s400/Scan.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's our group shot before we got on the tram. &amp;nbsp;I love that we look like we're going on an arctic journey! &amp;nbsp;We are such Southern Californians!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxaVkoTaqxc/Tw005YqrtsI/AAAAAAAACZM/FyVNKbxTB8k/s1600/Scan1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KxaVkoTaqxc/Tw005YqrtsI/AAAAAAAACZM/FyVNKbxTB8k/s400/Scan1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the tram that took us up to the top of the mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The rest of the week was filled with lots of swimming, lounging by the pool, movies, dinner, games, and tons of fun! &amp;nbsp;The kids loved being able to wake up, run to each other's room, put their swimsuits on and go swimming for the day. &amp;nbsp;They would have stayed in the pool all day everyday if we let them. &amp;nbsp;Here are some pool shots from the one day I remembered to bring my camera out to the pool:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRklC3iUrUU/TwvjqgdTZOI/AAAAAAAACWY/tn5ROAZtLEo/s1600/365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRklC3iUrUU/TwvjqgdTZOI/AAAAAAAACWY/tn5ROAZtLEo/s400/365.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They did not want to stop swimming to take just one picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diK8B7o05eU/TwvjxwtsuEI/AAAAAAAACWk/cYsUVH53hgc/s1600/367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-diK8B7o05eU/TwvjxwtsuEI/AAAAAAAACWk/cYsUVH53hgc/s400/367.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey did stop walking long enough to take this sweet pose for a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZu3oxJJfxM/Twvj45yVLCI/AAAAAAAACWs/ggqWgnu65ms/s1600/371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KZu3oxJJfxM/Twvj45yVLCI/AAAAAAAACWs/ggqWgnu65ms/s400/371.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sun was so bright she needs to wear shades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Thursday night we all went to the street fair in Palm Springs. &amp;nbsp;The streets were lined with yummy food, interesting art, music, and lots of interesting people. &amp;nbsp;It was a good night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEewGBoT-FM/Twvj_8nnCkI/AAAAAAAACW4/lnNAXlpEzac/s1600/375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEewGBoT-FM/Twvj_8nnCkI/AAAAAAAACW4/lnNAXlpEzac/s400/375.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were all getting ready for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRUEDsVN2cw/TwvkGhEqFbI/AAAAAAAACXA/hu140jGc2aI/s1600/380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRUEDsVN2cw/TwvkGhEqFbI/AAAAAAAACXA/hu140jGc2aI/s400/380.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn just wanted to be left alone to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzBkMmHa-YM/TwvkN_9tajI/AAAAAAAACXM/YZnwM4c0bME/s1600/382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jzBkMmHa-YM/TwvkN_9tajI/AAAAAAAACXM/YZnwM4c0bME/s400/382.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey's all bundled up in her stylish jacket and hat. &amp;nbsp;The hat lasted about 5 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBNqlnQZvcU/TwvkS4zSy0I/AAAAAAAACXU/OJWBlJrQsJE/s1600/393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JBNqlnQZvcU/TwvkS4zSy0I/AAAAAAAACXU/OJWBlJrQsJE/s400/393.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not quite sure what was going on in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ75UWgN4oY/TwvkXz05QfI/AAAAAAAACXg/xfle2CEyPf4/s1600/403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ75UWgN4oY/TwvkXz05QfI/AAAAAAAACXg/xfle2CEyPf4/s400/403.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was a tiny owl in her cute hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQcJLWH_pE8/Twvkc84BIqI/AAAAAAAACXo/REY84nFt0E8/s1600/405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iQcJLWH_pE8/Twvkc84BIqI/AAAAAAAACXo/REY84nFt0E8/s400/405.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a break on the curb while Brian waited in line for some delicious food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UAcu_LfKSA/TwvkjPHuTaI/AAAAAAAACXw/ceyo-2SRVWY/s1600/409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0UAcu_LfKSA/TwvkjPHuTaI/AAAAAAAACXw/ceyo-2SRVWY/s400/409.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's mom on her scooter with Owen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One afternoon we took the kids to this cool fountain to play for a while. &amp;nbsp;It didn't last as long as we thought because the water was pretty cold. &amp;nbsp;We forgot that it was December and winter a lot during this trip because the weather was so wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yK0R8Lbm1c/TwvkrXBdCWI/AAAAAAAACX8/5vFb1yV3Vdo/s1600/424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2yK0R8Lbm1c/TwvkrXBdCWI/AAAAAAAACX8/5vFb1yV3Vdo/s400/424.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To me, this is classic Josi. &amp;nbsp;That girl is a wild child and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMr4_h8bQzY/Twvk2tNEpyI/AAAAAAAACYI/m3nvcbyfC-k/s1600/426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KMr4_h8bQzY/Twvk2tNEpyI/AAAAAAAACYI/m3nvcbyfC-k/s400/426.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kate and Bailey in front of fountain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfAmr6YNYV8/Twvk__duR_I/AAAAAAAACYQ/uyDoKCSV5To/s1600/430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PfAmr6YNYV8/Twvk__duR_I/AAAAAAAACYQ/uyDoKCSV5To/s400/430.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were riding some chickens. &amp;nbsp;It was a very eclectic fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3s3PaTvW3Yk/TwvlIyN8eLI/AAAAAAAACYc/jPL5ncUQmaY/s1600/438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3s3PaTvW3Yk/TwvlIyN8eLI/AAAAAAAACYc/jPL5ncUQmaY/s400/438.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey got brave enough to stand on top for a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDH261FM78Y/TwvlRPKSgVI/AAAAAAAACYk/K2r0D3Cn3cg/s1600/440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CDH261FM78Y/TwvlRPKSgVI/AAAAAAAACYk/K2r0D3Cn3cg/s400/440.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this picture is hilarious! &amp;nbsp;It looks like Kate is peeing on this pot and it's coming out the hole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPfJRVCqH6U/TwvldAMVOoI/AAAAAAAACY4/ZMiVXCR7gzk/s1600/449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UPfJRVCqH6U/TwvldAMVOoI/AAAAAAAACY4/ZMiVXCR7gzk/s400/449.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn just sat and happily watched the kids play the entire time. &amp;nbsp;She lives up to her name of dream baby! &amp;nbsp;I love this tiny thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a great week and I'm hoping that we make it an annual event. &amp;nbsp;I have an amazing family and we always have fun when we're all together. &amp;nbsp;It was a wonderful way to end our holiday season. &amp;nbsp;Thanks dad for putting it all together!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-1983786967800257930?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1983786967800257930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=1983786967800257930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/1983786967800257930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/1983786967800257930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2012/01/miller-family-reunion.html' title='Miller Family Reunion'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eRfE2uZ16Bk/TwvfJ5lwbxI/AAAAAAAACP8/CdKk2qjlf0U/s72-c/218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-4769440893090427655</id><published>2012-01-09T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:44:24.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day: Phases 1-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas morning was finally here!! &amp;nbsp;We woke the girls up a little bit before 7:00 because we needed to get over to my mom and dad's house by 8:00. &amp;nbsp;Both Bailey and Brooklynn woke up happy, so we were off to a great start. &amp;nbsp;We left one of the princesses and a dragon from Bailey's castle on the stairs to see if she would notice. &amp;nbsp;She did notice as we walked downstairs, and when she saw her castle and realized that it was real so jumped up and down for &amp;nbsp;a while. &amp;nbsp;She had to stare at it for a little bit because I don't think she was totally awake yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase 1:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aKiJSe00LE/TwdDTT5PrlI/AAAAAAAACIA/2HyimB0AS4g/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aKiJSe00LE/TwdDTT5PrlI/AAAAAAAACIA/2HyimB0AS4g/s400/047.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's her moment of shock--is this castle I've been talking about for months finally in my house or am I dreaming?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8dWUAWXyBM/TwdDaVT5LOI/AAAAAAAACII/_PHBZAdTbJQ/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g8dWUAWXyBM/TwdDaVT5LOI/AAAAAAAACII/_PHBZAdTbJQ/s400/050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was so happy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRNyDuPBjOo/TwdDiWN9lCI/AAAAAAAACIQ/8-Tr4S1t0r0/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JRNyDuPBjOo/TwdDiWN9lCI/AAAAAAAACIQ/8-Tr4S1t0r0/s400/051.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl5I146l1Nk/TwdDqbK8d5I/AAAAAAAACIc/IqRiZok4TfA/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xl5I146l1Nk/TwdDqbK8d5I/AAAAAAAACIc/IqRiZok4TfA/s400/054.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture! &amp;nbsp;It might be the first one where they are both genuinely smiling :) &amp;nbsp;I gave Brooklynn an easy present to open with pretty paper to entice her to rip it, but she was not interested at all. &amp;nbsp;She just wanted to watch Bailey for most of the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSnIAtzNxes/TwdDypQ0kwI/AAAAAAAACIo/ftPSrN444Nw/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FSnIAtzNxes/TwdDypQ0kwI/AAAAAAAACIo/ftPSrN444Nw/s400/056.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We opened up stockings and a few other presents before heading over to the other house. &amp;nbsp;She loved her Hello Kitty slippers--a great Black Friday find!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGWLNt0h2AM/TwdD5-ecoFI/AAAAAAAACIw/FIJDShIl63s/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uGWLNt0h2AM/TwdD5-ecoFI/AAAAAAAACIw/FIJDShIl63s/s400/058.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what Brooklynn did for most of the morning. &amp;nbsp;She makes the best faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRUzLLGy_f4/TwdEAlBCdHI/AAAAAAAACI4/Gr5HPzO9joU/s1600/059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wRUzLLGy_f4/TwdEAlBCdHI/AAAAAAAACI4/Gr5HPzO9joU/s400/059.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This phone was a hit. &amp;nbsp;Look at the next picture to see how Brooklynn was so intrigued by the phone. &amp;nbsp;It &amp;nbsp;makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-budZfuClkzg/TwdEH9exOtI/AAAAAAAACJE/9YnbIbTet2k/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-budZfuClkzg/TwdEH9exOtI/AAAAAAAACJE/9YnbIbTet2k/s400/061.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We filled this box with packing peanuts that she had to dig through to find another wrapped gift inside. &amp;nbsp;She loves the part in Toy Story where there's a box filled with packing peanuts; she always says that she wants some, so we gave some to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp7zK7NESS4/TwdEPPkQ_SI/AAAAAAAACJM/hEUOaU8Kmw0/s1600/063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kp7zK7NESS4/TwdEPPkQ_SI/AAAAAAAACJM/hEUOaU8Kmw0/s400/063.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She loves Jessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SttyIUynx9k/TwdEWEs1k5I/AAAAAAAACJY/c76tagXcA-M/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SttyIUynx9k/TwdEWEs1k5I/AAAAAAAACJY/c76tagXcA-M/s400/064.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She calls these guys her Up Up doll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tUltY4zwgI/TwdEdz_43KI/AAAAAAAACJg/y8qYcL3DT9s/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7tUltY4zwgI/TwdEdz_43KI/AAAAAAAACJg/y8qYcL3DT9s/s400/066.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was her first big girl/imitation American Girl doll. &amp;nbsp;I didn't take a picture of her with the doll, just opening it (my mistake). &amp;nbsp;I thought I'd buy her an imitation doll before the real deal to see if she truly liked it. &amp;nbsp;So far I'm really glad I didn't spend $100 bucks on a doll because she's not too interested it her. &amp;nbsp;I'm thinking maybe next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EI_gcB3Ajc/TwdEk5VjNmI/AAAAAAAACJs/69YIhtxYUaA/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EI_gcB3Ajc/TwdEk5VjNmI/AAAAAAAACJs/69YIhtxYUaA/s400/067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who needs presents when you have a bottle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once we completed Phase 1 of Christmas morning, we headed over to my parents' house for phase 2. &amp;nbsp;I was very proud of ourselves because we made it over to the house a little bit before 8:00. &amp;nbsp;I'm never early anywhere, but we were early on Christmas morning. &amp;nbsp;It was perfect timing too because the cousins had just finished opening up their stockings too. &amp;nbsp;At the house we had our usual present fest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase 2: &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu4l7ZhGMyw/TwdH3tS3P4I/AAAAAAAACJ4/4Ev48dNJ5sA/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vu4l7ZhGMyw/TwdH3tS3P4I/AAAAAAAACJ4/4Ev48dNJ5sA/s400/068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CJ, Keri, and the babe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PFcREY53cU/TwdH-pf7P4I/AAAAAAAACKA/85gmPWhnSeA/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_PFcREY53cU/TwdH-pf7P4I/AAAAAAAACKA/85gmPWhnSeA/s400/069.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toni, Aaron, and their child Shorty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SH2o_dLo63M/TwdIEpReZDI/AAAAAAAACKI/bFtVFxdys_4/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SH2o_dLo63M/TwdIEpReZDI/AAAAAAAACKI/bFtVFxdys_4/s400/070.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shorty got all dressed up for Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3W6e0F-Lg4/TwdIL39SG6I/AAAAAAAACKU/U9qwbigy3tw/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k3W6e0F-Lg4/TwdIL39SG6I/AAAAAAAACKU/U9qwbigy3tw/s400/072.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One bow is cute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53ge4BP99lQ/TwdISNVbI4I/AAAAAAAACKc/LskwCtOv458/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53ge4BP99lQ/TwdISNVbI4I/AAAAAAAACKc/LskwCtOv458/s400/074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but four bows is better! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-9AT8rzarw/TwdIZAOm4WI/AAAAAAAACKo/mFOWvxcI6xo/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m-9AT8rzarw/TwdIZAOm4WI/AAAAAAAACKo/mFOWvxcI6xo/s400/076.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mama! &amp;nbsp;We got her a kindle, but it has still yet to be used. &amp;nbsp;We need to get on that before it becomes a dust collector.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IsVatB_KOZU/TwdIhpG_DxI/AAAAAAAACK0/yVADtERK0_o/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IsVatB_KOZU/TwdIhpG_DxI/AAAAAAAACK0/yVADtERK0_o/s400/079.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A shot of all the fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbaN8GUiL7g/TwdIoufx2kI/AAAAAAAACK8/82ENp9Dc1eM/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbaN8GUiL7g/TwdIoufx2kI/AAAAAAAACK8/82ENp9Dc1eM/s400/082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Patiently waiting for her next gift. &amp;nbsp;I'm not so sure it's patience or pure exhaustion :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8-9KPbV4hk/TwdIv3mHPAI/AAAAAAAACLE/B5PwpvDWPDs/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x8-9KPbV4hk/TwdIv3mHPAI/AAAAAAAACLE/B5PwpvDWPDs/s400/085.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beef stick and a tennis ball collector--items on the top of everyone's list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wzy4Z9IaHZI/TwdI3fGOCjI/AAAAAAAACLQ/y5m6y2vWfh8/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wzy4Z9IaHZI/TwdI3fGOCjI/AAAAAAAACLQ/y5m6y2vWfh8/s400/086.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toni and Bailey with her tiny dolly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLMMcM5tWFg/TwdI-pdySmI/AAAAAAAACLY/ZP2HJlAxFQc/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kLMMcM5tWFg/TwdI-pdySmI/AAAAAAAACLY/ZP2HJlAxFQc/s400/087.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got Brooklynn a drum that lights up and she loved it! &amp;nbsp;I gave her a tiny sneak peak of the drum a few days before Christmas and she was so excited, so I knew it would be a success on Christmas morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SL60HU9XwXU/TwdJGP-fBMI/AAAAAAAACLk/sPXuDdMdxqA/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SL60HU9XwXU/TwdJGP-fBMI/AAAAAAAACLk/sPXuDdMdxqA/s400/089.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tera got a super cute purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygsMH3oIlgw/TwdJN6NX-pI/AAAAAAAACLw/CL8zFkWlmh8/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygsMH3oIlgw/TwdJN6NX-pI/AAAAAAAACLw/CL8zFkWlmh8/s400/091.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just can't resist kissing her chubby cheeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDOC6N9dCaU/TwdJVGqeFqI/AAAAAAAACL4/Vl-F-Afpozc/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FDOC6N9dCaU/TwdJVGqeFqI/AAAAAAAACL4/Vl-F-Afpozc/s400/101.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the sisters in our gorgeous Christmas jammies! &amp;nbsp;They were actually pretty comfy to sleep in too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRFbJSNc_YU/TwdJc9EwvcI/AAAAAAAACMA/3p5PmpV1d5E/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RRFbJSNc_YU/TwdJc9EwvcI/AAAAAAAACMA/3p5PmpV1d5E/s400/103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keri is really feeling it in this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONd-Ar2_kIM/TwdJmsa679I/AAAAAAAACMI/resX53wxjdA/s1600/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ONd-Ar2_kIM/TwdJmsa679I/AAAAAAAACMI/resX53wxjdA/s400/109.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love cousins in matching jammies! &amp;nbsp;They are all so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwnAllFfHQA/TwdJvJmU2lI/AAAAAAAACMU/v7Fcaln9hxY/s1600/114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TwnAllFfHQA/TwdJvJmU2lI/AAAAAAAACMU/v7Fcaln9hxY/s400/114.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Umbrellas make everything more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_WogU6bSUTs/TwdJ1jryOLI/AAAAAAAACMg/23S1sTYOTh0/s1600/123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_WogU6bSUTs/TwdJ1jryOLI/AAAAAAAACMg/23S1sTYOTh0/s400/123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My tiny happy baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlEDSi1hY_w/TwdJ8_Ei8jI/AAAAAAAACMs/gUbqzhQFkXQ/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlEDSi1hY_w/TwdJ8_Ei8jI/AAAAAAAACMs/gUbqzhQFkXQ/s400/126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She just needed to relax for a bit and let it all hang out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After everything was opened, breakfast was eaten, and we were all dressed we went to church. &amp;nbsp;That made up Phase 3 of our Christmas morning. &amp;nbsp;We then packed back into the cars and headed up to Grandma and Grandpa's house. &amp;nbsp;It was so fun for us all to be at Grandma and Grandpa's house because I know that they love it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phase 4:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALDywSCNFnw/TwdKDkPINyI/AAAAAAAACM0/qvuefJa2VtY/s1600/133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALDywSCNFnw/TwdKDkPINyI/AAAAAAAACM0/qvuefJa2VtY/s400/133.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids loved hanging out in the swing in the back yard. &amp;nbsp;They were all a little bit tired at this point, but they powered through like the troopers that they are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HulWRA1WXQA/TwdKKucOkSI/AAAAAAAACM8/oUcKYSFttfE/s1600/140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HulWRA1WXQA/TwdKKucOkSI/AAAAAAAACM8/oUcKYSFttfE/s400/140.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Smiling, happy people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TZSaCMmxgzs/TwdKRat73jI/AAAAAAAACNI/a-EC7h_O02Y/s1600/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TZSaCMmxgzs/TwdKRat73jI/AAAAAAAACNI/a-EC7h_O02Y/s400/145.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Owen are staring the camera down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS8i5xOCP4c/TwlP4Fme7dI/AAAAAAAACNU/DVoXq0tK9Ks/s1600/149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uS8i5xOCP4c/TwlP4Fme7dI/AAAAAAAACNU/DVoXq0tK9Ks/s400/149.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kate and Owen sang us a Christmas song that they learned in preschool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meTeNe3oUEw/TwlQA0BWt8I/AAAAAAAACNc/IRYKF5v3N40/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-meTeNe3oUEw/TwlQA0BWt8I/AAAAAAAACNc/IRYKF5v3N40/s400/150.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey sang us a lovely song that she made up on the spot! &amp;nbsp;It was entitled Kris Kringle, but the best line was about "the poor baby was named Jesus." &amp;nbsp;I love that girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ1vI4ZECo8/TwlQJnSpguI/AAAAAAAACNo/09g9yedkRIU/s1600/155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ1vI4ZECo8/TwlQJnSpguI/AAAAAAAACNo/09g9yedkRIU/s400/155.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eric played an amazing song on the guitar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho_ko-PoQ7o/TwlQRHvHGpI/AAAAAAAACNw/BwskqnAYmmg/s1600/156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ho_ko-PoQ7o/TwlQRHvHGpI/AAAAAAAACNw/BwskqnAYmmg/s400/156.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some beautiful shots during the festivities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjabbYZGlR0/TwlQZB8RIZI/AAAAAAAACN8/dgly4sxM_Ks/s1600/158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pjabbYZGlR0/TwlQZB8RIZI/AAAAAAAACN8/dgly4sxM_Ks/s400/158.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTVJQpoKgmI/TwlQhWYWUII/AAAAAAAACOE/TxJUvNMBljo/s1600/162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTVJQpoKgmI/TwlQhWYWUII/AAAAAAAACOE/TxJUvNMBljo/s400/162.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey got a cute sweatsuit from Grandma and Grandpa Mosher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIyShE462co/TwlQqMcXbbI/AAAAAAAACOQ/nbu-L3-EpSk/s1600/165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xIyShE462co/TwlQqMcXbbI/AAAAAAAACOQ/nbu-L3-EpSk/s400/165.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at sweet Grandma Mosher!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzanT5Rggu0/TwlQyTjt_TI/AAAAAAAACOY/ELM-6UOhHNI/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzanT5Rggu0/TwlQyTjt_TI/AAAAAAAACOY/ELM-6UOhHNI/s400/170.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jN2c2ZsFUhI/TwlQ6HF32VI/AAAAAAAACOg/v3tAwNLWk4Y/s1600/179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jN2c2ZsFUhI/TwlQ6HF32VI/AAAAAAAACOg/v3tAwNLWk4Y/s400/179.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wesley took over the Santa duties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R92HN5uOJTg/TwlRIh_yyeI/AAAAAAAACO4/XNSKk3x1RHE/s1600/188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R92HN5uOJTg/TwlRIh_yyeI/AAAAAAAACO4/XNSKk3x1RHE/s400/188.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while Grandpa opened his presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbWbhHXNSuI/TwlRPzruC3I/AAAAAAAACPA/D8vIYzoa7To/s1600/192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zbWbhHXNSuI/TwlRPzruC3I/AAAAAAAACPA/D8vIYzoa7To/s400/192.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVLXfCnnGZQ/TwlRXNjxfxI/AAAAAAAACPI/Al8tmBo_Pxg/s1600/202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GVLXfCnnGZQ/TwlRXNjxfxI/AAAAAAAACPI/Al8tmBo_Pxg/s400/202.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYQeMDSoRTI/TwlRegr8dUI/AAAAAAAACPU/TuCN3uPa8ik/s1600/206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VYQeMDSoRTI/TwlRegr8dUI/AAAAAAAACPU/TuCN3uPa8ik/s400/206.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa with all their great grandkids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKhTQONRupM/TwlRnLAukJI/AAAAAAAACPg/BPN7TkNUP_A/s1600/209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKhTQONRupM/TwlRnLAukJI/AAAAAAAACPg/BPN7TkNUP_A/s400/209.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all great grandkids and grandkids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0G8noy3VeZc/TwlRvA3FnRI/AAAAAAAACPo/Rx-aWyJIrDQ/s1600/211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0G8noy3VeZc/TwlRvA3FnRI/AAAAAAAACPo/Rx-aWyJIrDQ/s400/211.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;their kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1edaYWyzVCw/TwlR37ETutI/AAAAAAAACP0/tOlWudJHJek/s1600/217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1edaYWyzVCw/TwlR37ETutI/AAAAAAAACP0/tOlWudJHJek/s400/217.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Miller Family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had a wonderfully exhausting day. &amp;nbsp;It was so much fun to be with our family all day long. &amp;nbsp;On our way back home we stopped by Uncle Robert and Aunt Nicky's house (phase 5) and then drove back home (phase 6) to finally fall asleep (phase 7). &amp;nbsp;Christmas was a success and Bailey already can't wait until the next one--she'll be waiting quite a while for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-4769440893090427655?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4769440893090427655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=4769440893090427655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4769440893090427655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4769440893090427655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-day-phases-1-4.html' title='Christmas Day: Phases 1-4'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aKiJSe00LE/TwdDTT5PrlI/AAAAAAAACIA/2HyimB0AS4g/s72-c/047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7145632322467169993</id><published>2012-01-06T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T10:46:55.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We spent Christmas Eve with the crew at the Clouse House. &amp;nbsp;There was delicious food, as always, lots of presents, and tons of fun! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR7knSsejII/Twc8O7kOVII/AAAAAAAACF0/6a2RKFpu-RA/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR7knSsejII/Twc8O7kOVII/AAAAAAAACF0/6a2RKFpu-RA/s400/013.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Since it was Brooklynn's first Christmas, she wasn't quite sure what to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHE1xoopE6k/Twc8WNK8MNI/AAAAAAAACF8/UDDMme0B2jo/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oHE1xoopE6k/Twc8WNK8MNI/AAAAAAAACF8/UDDMme0B2jo/s400/014.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bailey on the other hand is a seasoned pro now with Christmas. &amp;nbsp;She could hardly contain her excitement for each present. &amp;nbsp;She even knows to smile while she opens her presents to not waste time looking up at the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhkE1Za6tlM/Twc8ddryD4I/AAAAAAAACGI/-6_Hcm6TMtM/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhkE1Za6tlM/Twc8ddryD4I/AAAAAAAACGI/-6_Hcm6TMtM/s400/016.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Games and crafts = two of Bailey's favorite things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBJzSED6xWc/Twc8kPNSRLI/AAAAAAAACGQ/nDwWSyw-jxY/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBJzSED6xWc/Twc8kPNSRLI/AAAAAAAACGQ/nDwWSyw-jxY/s400/020.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Emma was excited too, but once she opened her markers she was done with the rest of her presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o83t1aJ0D_w/Twc8qRbHHjI/AAAAAAAACGc/b8xrG_Z3QHU/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o83t1aJ0D_w/Twc8qRbHHjI/AAAAAAAACGc/b8xrG_Z3QHU/s400/021.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brooklynn knew as soon as she opened this present that it was a tasty treat. &amp;nbsp;In this picture though, she's using it as a bongo drum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIRhN7d-b0c/Twc8yfbwr7I/AAAAAAAACGo/K-ziA1HngoQ/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIRhN7d-b0c/Twc8yfbwr7I/AAAAAAAACGo/K-ziA1HngoQ/s400/024.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She didn't quite know what to think about this baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuyNZWZK-EE/Twc85CHuuVI/AAAAAAAACGw/QN2ZWlVyXfg/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuyNZWZK-EE/Twc85CHuuVI/AAAAAAAACGw/QN2ZWlVyXfg/s400/025.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;but she was super excited about reading her birth certificate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDnkUNCS3J8/Twc9E7_ikII/AAAAAAAACG8/iqVSmW9xjUw/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BDnkUNCS3J8/Twc9E7_ikII/AAAAAAAACG8/iqVSmW9xjUw/s400/027.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and even more excited to eat this present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7RJO3_9k-8/Twc9QCntngI/AAAAAAAACHE/Q0yX9wXqtlU/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p7RJO3_9k-8/Twc9QCntngI/AAAAAAAACHE/Q0yX9wXqtlU/s400/029.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQzqDe8KnVA/Twc9XI9WMZI/AAAAAAAACHM/_cc5BQUnUAs/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQzqDe8KnVA/Twc9XI9WMZI/AAAAAAAACHM/_cc5BQUnUAs/s400/034.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A Merry Christmas baby! &amp;nbsp;The entire San Diego county was sold out of all Christmas jammies in the 9 month size, so I had to go with the 6 month size. &amp;nbsp;I think these are pretty cute, especially the reindeer on the butt, but &amp;nbsp;they might look a little boyish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emGWF06dlVc/Twc9clyuzrI/AAAAAAAACHY/Iqvn_nCoVg8/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emGWF06dlVc/Twc9clyuzrI/AAAAAAAACHY/Iqvn_nCoVg8/s400/040.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bailey's turn with the Santa hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once we got home for the night, Bailey was dead asleep. &amp;nbsp;As soon as I woke her up, she wanted to get out the cookies, milk, and carrots for Santa and his reindeer. &amp;nbsp;This was a much scaled down list of items to leave out; we started with cookies, milk, carrots, fruit snacks, granola bars, and juice boxes, just what every reindeer loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAOgrd8nVxI/Twc9kDcuSfI/AAAAAAAACHg/zOH6p0foV2g/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OAOgrd8nVxI/Twc9kDcuSfI/AAAAAAAACHg/zOH6p0foV2g/s400/042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was too tired to hold the plate, so I put the plate on top of her. &amp;nbsp;She thought that was pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVfrTbMw-iQ/Twc9rcKgEuI/AAAAAAAACHo/l4HLEAr6qKA/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVfrTbMw-iQ/Twc9rcKgEuI/AAAAAAAACHo/l4HLEAr6qKA/s400/044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To make it more exciting, we put Brooklynn on her back too. &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn had no interest in smiling for the picture because she was focused on getting one of those cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W78kVE2aq-0/Twc9ySq_IcI/AAAAAAAACH0/-J9agUdxtRI/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W78kVE2aq-0/Twc9ySq_IcI/AAAAAAAACH0/-J9agUdxtRI/s400/046.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once she got a hold of a cookie, she wasn't too thrilled with the taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was then off to bed for my two Christmas beauties. &amp;nbsp;Bailey&amp;nbsp;went to bed very quickly; she was extremely excited for the next morning. &amp;nbsp;Once the girls were in bed, we (meaning Brian) set to work on building a castle. &amp;nbsp;It had many, many pieces, but he put it together pretty quickly. &amp;nbsp;I think we ended up going to bed a little before midnight, which was right on time for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7145632322467169993?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7145632322467169993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7145632322467169993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7145632322467169993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7145632322467169993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OR7knSsejII/Twc8O7kOVII/AAAAAAAACF0/6a2RKFpu-RA/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7104164744626726683</id><published>2012-01-05T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:54:07.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre Christmas Festivities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was kind of &amp;nbsp;a slacker this year when it came to putting up my Christmas decorations and tree. &amp;nbsp;We didn't get our tree up until the second week of December, which was sad because I love Christmas decorations so much. &amp;nbsp;Bailey was really into decorating this year. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to help me get every decoration out of the box and put it up immediately. &amp;nbsp;She would have stayed up into the early hours of the morning decorating our house if I let her. &amp;nbsp;It was really cute though because when she came down in the morning after I decorated, she would ooh and aah over every new decoration she spotted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LdE2iyceGA/TwVeOjSJNNI/AAAAAAAACDI/6L0UM_lrsHM/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LdE2iyceGA/TwVeOjSJNNI/AAAAAAAACDI/6L0UM_lrsHM/s400/002.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can tell in this picture where Bailey likes to hang all of the ornaments :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrZWvptC2aI/TwVeWhn2ggI/AAAAAAAACDQ/LPm66uK_-8w/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrZWvptC2aI/TwVeWhn2ggI/AAAAAAAACDQ/LPm66uK_-8w/s400/003.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was so excited to put the star on our tree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another family tradition that we have with Brian's family is our annual Coronado Christmas. &amp;nbsp;We go down to Coronado Island and check out the Hotel Del. &amp;nbsp;There is a beautiful tree in their lobby and we always look at it and then walk down to the beach. &amp;nbsp;We usually eat lunch on the beach in December and talk about how cold the rest of the country is--hahaha. &amp;nbsp;This year it was slightly raining at our house, so we didn't pack the picnic lunches, but we were wrong. &amp;nbsp;It was the most beautiful weather that we've had down there in the past few years. &amp;nbsp;So instead of a picnic we just took our shoes off and walked around. &amp;nbsp;It was a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T4YCELefJyA/TwVeeDk_sfI/AAAAAAAACDc/cdLKk0BLVIQ/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T4YCELefJyA/TwVeeDk_sfI/AAAAAAAACDc/cdLKk0BLVIQ/s400/006.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our family pic in front of the tree--not our greatest, but that was as good as it got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXFuKmX8JE8/TwVempSB6eI/AAAAAAAACDk/r_m73G-WuBk/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXFuKmX8JE8/TwVempSB6eI/AAAAAAAACDk/r_m73G-WuBk/s400/014.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Matthew, Vanessa, Emma, and Hanneka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLmSOmwCD8g/TwVeuZMt7EI/AAAAAAAACDw/MVSw6g70WUE/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fLmSOmwCD8g/TwVeuZMt7EI/AAAAAAAACDw/MVSw6g70WUE/s400/015.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Adam &amp;amp; Teryn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KDpLwympt0/TwVe2tYTeyI/AAAAAAAACD4/dFV8F_FzZ1w/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--KDpLwympt0/TwVe2tYTeyI/AAAAAAAACD4/dFV8F_FzZ1w/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All the grandkids on the Bronson side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDxX7noh7wE/TwVe9lowbWI/AAAAAAAACEA/l2GMrGj0YLY/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDxX7noh7wE/TwVe9lowbWI/AAAAAAAACEA/l2GMrGj0YLY/s400/032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A beautiful sunny December day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hirTQM--xzA/TwVfDSwIWdI/AAAAAAAACEM/AeytcywmVjc/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hirTQM--xzA/TwVfDSwIWdI/AAAAAAAACEM/AeytcywmVjc/s400/047.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brooklynn is cheering in this picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FchP5K6CKL4/TwVfHsIggpI/AAAAAAAACEU/l_QQfmu_Big/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FchP5K6CKL4/TwVfHsIggpI/AAAAAAAACEU/l_QQfmu_Big/s400/053.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A much better family picture :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPAznYjvY-U/TwVfQPhRPHI/AAAAAAAACEg/vktChe7S3qg/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PPAznYjvY-U/TwVfQPhRPHI/AAAAAAAACEg/vktChe7S3qg/s400/058.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have all these new Dr. Suess statues outside the hotel. &amp;nbsp;This one Bailey recognized as the Grinch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One night we decided to go down to the San Diego temple to see all the pretty lights. &amp;nbsp;It was a great night with just us. &amp;nbsp;Bailey really got into the nativity scenes--literally she ran up into the scene and wanted to ride the animals...oops! &amp;nbsp;It was just a quick trip, but well worth it. &amp;nbsp;I think we may do it every year. &amp;nbsp;I heard we need to add on the Mormon Battalion next year to hear the singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUNpcEWC-Y0/TwVfVFqoHrI/AAAAAAAACEo/h_1-IJyvJvI/s1600/065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kUNpcEWC-Y0/TwVfVFqoHrI/AAAAAAAACEo/h_1-IJyvJvI/s400/065.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bailey wanted to pose with this donkey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KofquaOcKvQ/TwVfbm9sDPI/AAAAAAAACE0/LGoYllLT6Fk/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KofquaOcKvQ/TwVfbm9sDPI/AAAAAAAACE0/LGoYllLT6Fk/s400/066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I put Brooklynn in this cute snow baby bear outfit so she wouldn't get cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIGRSw5sCfw/TwVfdA_0_nI/AAAAAAAACE8/EOTpBYQ-KOg/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BIGRSw5sCfw/TwVfdA_0_nI/AAAAAAAACE8/EOTpBYQ-KOg/s400/068.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_sAubpJIgPA/TwVfipoEQDI/AAAAAAAACFE/S767Wgj4Z9w/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_sAubpJIgPA/TwVfipoEQDI/AAAAAAAACFE/S767Wgj4Z9w/s400/082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They have this smaller nativity scene near the entrance that was very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UeaIITjI6nU/TwVfo_LNnnI/AAAAAAAACFM/eIS3mnxUM8g/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UeaIITjI6nU/TwVfo_LNnnI/AAAAAAAACFM/eIS3mnxUM8g/s400/083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Besides taking pictures with the baby Jesus, it was a nice opportunity to talk to Bailey about whey we celebrate Christmas. &amp;nbsp;From that night on in her prayers at night, she would ask that Jesus would have a nice birthday party for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;She's getting better :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-haCJj0RcvDM/TwVfvYW6giI/AAAAAAAACFY/ZLr8f-OqEuU/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-haCJj0RcvDM/TwVfvYW6giI/AAAAAAAACFY/ZLr8f-OqEuU/s400/087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The lights truly were beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HR6BV0Ak22s/TwVfw6ffz5I/AAAAAAAACFg/DF65AifJjYU/s1600/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HR6BV0Ak22s/TwVfw6ffz5I/AAAAAAAACFg/DF65AifJjYU/s400/098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is when she literally got into the nativity scene and I had to take a picture. &amp;nbsp;She wanted to hold Mary's hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfBj4tOyy0s/TwVf5xs8TlI/AAAAAAAACFs/dNcTjIJt8d8/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SfBj4tOyy0s/TwVf5xs8TlI/AAAAAAAACFs/dNcTjIJt8d8/s400/100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Bailey wasn't leaving, I had to run and put Brooklynn in the picture too. &amp;nbsp;Bailey really does love playing with all nativity sets and talks about baby Jesus a lot lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Even though I had to teach through December 21st, we tried to plan fun festive activities for us to do as a family to put us in the holiday spirit. &amp;nbsp;It was hard working that close to Christmas, but we did have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7104164744626726683?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7104164744626726683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7104164744626726683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7104164744626726683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7104164744626726683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2012/01/pre-christmas-festivities.html' title='Pre Christmas Festivities'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LdE2iyceGA/TwVeOjSJNNI/AAAAAAAACDI/6L0UM_lrsHM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-8604380078440221859</id><published>2011-12-20T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:41:00.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October-December in Fast Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's our life (in part) from October to December just so I can say I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;October&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIPFIh1U5Fw/TvGETQMAIWI/AAAAAAAAB5c/jexnlMwTYKs/s1600/1044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIPFIh1U5Fw/TvGETQMAIWI/AAAAAAAAB5c/jexnlMwTYKs/s320/1044.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Baby pirates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZCpHMb6R_w/TvGEdDdTW8I/AAAAAAAAB5k/kxfs0DJF2Qs/s1600/1048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZCpHMb6R_w/TvGEdDdTW8I/AAAAAAAAB5k/kxfs0DJF2Qs/s320/1048.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A trip to Sea World for some trick or treating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GF79oFeUoAc/TvGElWjEdsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/BwicMcd2DgI/s1600/1049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GF79oFeUoAc/TvGElWjEdsI/AAAAAAAAB5w/BwicMcd2DgI/s320/1049.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For a while Bailey thought she had to be a pirate every year for Halloween since that's what she was last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHiQooWh7OY/TvGEuH1ILQI/AAAAAAAAB54/jrIQh4zLoWU/s1600/1056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mHiQooWh7OY/TvGEuH1ILQI/AAAAAAAAB54/jrIQh4zLoWU/s320/1056.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They had lots of weird Halloweenish people walking around the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4keiZz-_3UQ/TvGE2-eSNiI/AAAAAAAAB6E/nEr16sME5mg/s1600/1064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4keiZz-_3UQ/TvGE2-eSNiI/AAAAAAAAB6E/nEr16sME5mg/s320/1064.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cookie Monster is always a favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twRN3SRN-fs/TvGE9WFYFzI/AAAAAAAAB6M/cTyra1HpJ7E/s1600/1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twRN3SRN-fs/TvGE9WFYFzI/AAAAAAAAB6M/cTyra1HpJ7E/s320/1068.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is to prove that she was at least attempting to crawl for things--not anymore she just wants to sit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxWoj_kej2Q/TvGFEZkLjfI/AAAAAAAAB6U/6pZRSEbxDm0/s1600/1072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxWoj_kej2Q/TvGFEZkLjfI/AAAAAAAAB6U/6pZRSEbxDm0/s320/1072.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0K85Cu6R6k/TvGFLumixII/AAAAAAAAB6g/WPxEVA5r3L8/s1600/1078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G0K85Cu6R6k/TvGFLumixII/AAAAAAAAB6g/WPxEVA5r3L8/s320/1078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pumpking guts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwKVbP-VeQM/TvGFTXcm7pI/AAAAAAAAB6s/gqvq2kxB3G4/s1600/1088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BwKVbP-VeQM/TvGFTXcm7pI/AAAAAAAAB6s/gqvq2kxB3G4/s320/1088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The best/cleanest/easiest pumpkins ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyKdGHir2bs/TvGFbYPxlLI/AAAAAAAAB60/nM_wOkw-hO0/s1600/1090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zyKdGHir2bs/TvGFbYPxlLI/AAAAAAAAB60/nM_wOkw-hO0/s320/1090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The trick or treating crew: Thomas, Jordyn, Hailey, Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pufz7U0Bfv4/TvGFkQDhhKI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Mdjo4AaTf-A/s1600/1102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pufz7U0Bfv4/TvGFkQDhhKI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Mdjo4AaTf-A/s320/1102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brooklynn and Chloe didn't get candy, but they sure looked cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APhANBx-oOA/TvGFtPJh_XI/AAAAAAAAB7I/imyDHNBeAL8/s1600/1104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-APhANBx-oOA/TvGFtPJh_XI/AAAAAAAAB7I/imyDHNBeAL8/s320/1104.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wepgvKnEmKs/TvGFyMFIEyI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9xRCWazzzy0/s1600/1108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wepgvKnEmKs/TvGFyMFIEyI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/9xRCWazzzy0/s320/1108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And they're off!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tY8L6MLTP5w/TvGF3Q8r9zI/AAAAAAAAB7c/2b1cjXN8ZvU/s1600/1114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tY8L6MLTP5w/TvGF3Q8r9zI/AAAAAAAAB7c/2b1cjXN8ZvU/s320/1114.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dream baby chilled in the stroller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIEJ4r8RRP0/TvGF_vaScQI/AAAAAAAAB7k/UgNZgHC0hUY/s1600/1116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uIEJ4r8RRP0/TvGF_vaScQI/AAAAAAAAB7k/UgNZgHC0hUY/s320/1116.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They sprinted up to each door and were very good at saying Trick or treat! and thank you--compared to last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5C-os1FKPk/TvGGIUywqEI/AAAAAAAAB7w/hA3I-y0MUbg/s1600/1121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5C-os1FKPk/TvGGIUywqEI/AAAAAAAAB7w/hA3I-y0MUbg/s320/1121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not smiling, but focusing on the candy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though it was only November, Christmas decorations were out everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NoUA0CsASgo/TvGGQ9sC9gI/AAAAAAAAB74/ku4FMwQfFwA/s1600/1129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NoUA0CsASgo/TvGGQ9sC9gI/AAAAAAAAB74/ku4FMwQfFwA/s320/1129.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another fun trip to Sea World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmDyOA2Jjyo/TvGGWfEIxVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/6GYaJaK4JrY/s1600/1131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmDyOA2Jjyo/TvGGWfEIxVI/AAAAAAAAB8A/6GYaJaK4JrY/s320/1131.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Such a cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WTqSdvsIz6g/TvGGqgBhcmI/AAAAAAAAB8g/13mUYRHLYBk/s1600/1137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WTqSdvsIz6g/TvGGqgBhcmI/AAAAAAAAB8g/13mUYRHLYBk/s320/1137.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;All bundled up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytre7zissbU/TvGGylqD_fI/AAAAAAAAB8o/jtEh26qFg0Y/s1600/1140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ytre7zissbU/TvGGylqD_fI/AAAAAAAAB8o/jtEh26qFg0Y/s320/1140.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our Santa pictures with cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMwrg9ShEiE/TvGG6yNvF4I/AAAAAAAAB80/gRqybdeidRg/s1600/1145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HMwrg9ShEiE/TvGG6yNvF4I/AAAAAAAAB80/gRqybdeidRg/s320/1145.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gmg-MTv0L8/TvGHB0WNgPI/AAAAAAAAB88/v9w5xNispnc/s1600/1147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Gmg-MTv0L8/TvGHB0WNgPI/AAAAAAAAB88/v9w5xNispnc/s320/1147.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSg7oxI4QuY/TvGHIguE1-I/AAAAAAAAB9E/8US2_3_IApM/s1600/1148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MSg7oxI4QuY/TvGHIguE1-I/AAAAAAAAB9E/8US2_3_IApM/s320/1148.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-BlmvIYDK0/TvGHQVGaYDI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/oAfjLwoNre8/s1600/1149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b-BlmvIYDK0/TvGHQVGaYDI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/oAfjLwoNre8/s320/1149.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwe-ymuqEMY/TvGHWlaZITI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/lDLmeZS20pQ/s1600/1151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bwe-ymuqEMY/TvGHWlaZITI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/lDLmeZS20pQ/s320/1151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The candy cane is Bailey's motivation for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2WVX1YAYUGY/TvGHejyPCDI/AAAAAAAAB9k/pKlDQJos6SY/s1600/1159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2WVX1YAYUGY/TvGHejyPCDI/AAAAAAAAB9k/pKlDQJos6SY/s320/1159.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cousins!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf0EqVjLM6I/TvGHkRHe6iI/AAAAAAAAB9s/7MJPYpr1cGc/s1600/1165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf0EqVjLM6I/TvGHkRHe6iI/AAAAAAAAB9s/7MJPYpr1cGc/s320/1165.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga3CVGjcJ4c/TvGHsOqPCFI/AAAAAAAAB94/j7XAWrooX4Q/s1600/1181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ga3CVGjcJ4c/TvGHsOqPCFI/AAAAAAAAB94/j7XAWrooX4Q/s320/1181.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A day at the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nukj9zZrfaM/TvGHx1EoAZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/qm6I0kW88Ws/s1600/1190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nukj9zZrfaM/TvGHx1EoAZI/AAAAAAAAB-A/qm6I0kW88Ws/s320/1190.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKogC6Ln47I/TvGH56upIrI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vrz_2F0VG2k/s1600/1200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKogC6Ln47I/TvGH56upIrI/AAAAAAAAB-M/vrz_2F0VG2k/s320/1200.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We like to call her marshmellow baby since she's so fluffy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bGeqelLQnI/TvGH_dVENSI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BrOCcRVahY4/s1600/1204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bGeqelLQnI/TvGH_dVENSI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BrOCcRVahY4/s320/1204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knCRln9Js2E/TvGIGpvcg5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/NKWNx8d_I90/s1600/1210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knCRln9Js2E/TvGIGpvcg5I/AAAAAAAAB-g/NKWNx8d_I90/s320/1210.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving hats (Bailey was too tired and needed a nap)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6aRphjc9jw/TvGIMrGtA9I/AAAAAAAAB-o/QYESLo7d-TA/s1600/1216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W6aRphjc9jw/TvGIMrGtA9I/AAAAAAAAB-o/QYESLo7d-TA/s320/1216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is Brooklynn's favorite thing--jumping! &amp;nbsp;She gets so high and loves it. &amp;nbsp;She thinks that if she's standing, she can now jump on anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YoGGnjXX5Y/TvGIUKJFq0I/AAAAAAAAB-w/Fm_8_SPFV6o/s1600/1235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_YoGGnjXX5Y/TvGIUKJFq0I/AAAAAAAAB-w/Fm_8_SPFV6o/s320/1235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We decorated cookies and Grammy was able to help/watch even with her broken ankle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-by9DCVl_Aww/TvGIZ0ANQWI/AAAAAAAAB-8/179fPo8O_DI/s1600/1236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-by9DCVl_Aww/TvGIZ0ANQWI/AAAAAAAAB-8/179fPo8O_DI/s320/1236.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is why I live in Southern California: I can go to the beach in November and not freeze to death!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPg-JfuVsH8/TvGIgirf8QI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ouU-ajZBj4Q/s1600/1244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPg-JfuVsH8/TvGIgirf8QI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ouU-ajZBj4Q/s320/1244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The water was cold, but the kids loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooEjSgGUtag/TvGIn7UE6RI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3n8XGMjNMIg/s1600/1252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooEjSgGUtag/TvGIn7UE6RI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3n8XGMjNMIg/s320/1252.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1iTLkUrTok/TvGItHiC6xI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/P8XRVjhFIKs/s1600/1255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j1iTLkUrTok/TvGItHiC6xI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/P8XRVjhFIKs/s320/1255.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDtQhscM0Cw/TvGIzobTgDI/AAAAAAAAB_k/muh5AHodrdc/s1600/1268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SDtQhscM0Cw/TvGIzobTgDI/AAAAAAAAB_k/muh5AHodrdc/s320/1268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her belly is lookin nice and tight in that bathing suit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was "sick" a day and took the girls to Disneyland with Becky, Hailey, and Chloe. &amp;nbsp;It was so much fun and not that crowded at all. &amp;nbsp;I loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqEqXcQG-sk/TvGI5mAsy8I/AAAAAAAAB_s/MeOAGVyp3ks/s1600/1306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NqEqXcQG-sk/TvGI5mAsy8I/AAAAAAAAB_s/MeOAGVyp3ks/s320/1306.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We visited with Mrs. Clause while Santa was on his lunch break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N61d9fYTTy8/TvGJAPeddlI/AAAAAAAAB_0/5ICtiui1teQ/s1600/1308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N61d9fYTTy8/TvGJAPeddlI/AAAAAAAAB_0/5ICtiui1teQ/s320/1308.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1OJpO3PqY8/TvGJHb-vooI/AAAAAAAACAA/KpjtFUU1DfI/s1600/1310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1OJpO3PqY8/TvGJHb-vooI/AAAAAAAACAA/KpjtFUU1DfI/s320/1310.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We actually saw more characters than we'd ever seen before without waiting in any lines. &amp;nbsp;We just had really good timing that day. &amp;nbsp;We saw Ariel--the little mermaid. &amp;nbsp;I couldn't find Bailey for one second; I looked up and she had cut in front of everyone. &amp;nbsp;I quickly called her back and waited in line again to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dym3yf7KUU8/TvGJO2QbFNI/AAAAAAAACAI/cibvTjgm-sU/s1600/1313.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dym3yf7KUU8/TvGJO2QbFNI/AAAAAAAACAI/cibvTjgm-sU/s320/1313.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We saw Mickey and Minnie Mouse at CA Adventure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpd3JIYzfVw/TvGJV-7hDII/AAAAAAAACAU/O-W13gBJ0zo/s1600/1314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lpd3JIYzfVw/TvGJV-7hDII/AAAAAAAACAU/O-W13gBJ0zo/s320/1314.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fBt1FYxIDx4/TvGJcGFn5oI/AAAAAAAACAc/fp_MMjd1s5M/s1600/1315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fBt1FYxIDx4/TvGJcGFn5oI/AAAAAAAACAc/fp_MMjd1s5M/s320/1315.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And their dog Pluto too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's my quick catch up for the past three &amp;nbsp;months! &amp;nbsp;I have one more day of school and four more days until Christmas. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait for both!! &amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas to everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-8604380078440221859?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8604380078440221859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=8604380078440221859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/8604380078440221859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/8604380078440221859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/12/october-december-in-fast-forward.html' title='October-December in Fast Forward'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIPFIh1U5Fw/TvGETQMAIWI/AAAAAAAAB5c/jexnlMwTYKs/s72-c/1044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7862065245116336111</id><published>2011-12-04T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:20:03.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JIOxWFJr60/Ttv-mzFIUnI/AAAAAAAAB4w/hJAVO_NPbhQ/s1600/Scan1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JIOxWFJr60/Ttv-mzFIUnI/AAAAAAAAB4w/hJAVO_NPbhQ/s400/Scan1.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My girls with Santa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm not going to lament about how dreadfully behind I am on posting pictures and events on my blog--my sisters do that enough for me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;December is here, so let the fun begin!!! &amp;nbsp;I'll put more pictures up once I get my camera from my mom's house. &amp;nbsp;I hope everyone (and anyone who still checks my highly outdated blog) is enjoying a wonderful holiday season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7862065245116336111?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7862065245116336111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7862065245116336111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7862065245116336111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7862065245116336111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-is-here.html' title='December is Here!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JIOxWFJr60/Ttv-mzFIUnI/AAAAAAAAB4w/hJAVO_NPbhQ/s72-c/Scan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-3336757821524751851</id><published>2011-10-15T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T11:51:29.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love October!</title><content type='html'>October truly is the best month of the year. &amp;nbsp;Besides it being my birthday month, you have Halloween, it's kind of fallish weather, you can still go to the beach, it stays light late, and there are just so many fun things to do. &amp;nbsp;Here's what we've been doing the first half of this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: &amp;nbsp;Taking pictures of cute Brooklynn in her adorable Sunday outfits--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gP_4Drg5nlw/TpnMJbRWBRI/AAAAAAAABxg/_MF0cEtx510/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gP_4Drg5nlw/TpnMJbRWBRI/AAAAAAAABxg/_MF0cEtx510/s400/006.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's getting so big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yXxBO1PzMLc/TpnMPG_i74I/AAAAAAAABxo/oaP6Ry99RMw/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yXxBO1PzMLc/TpnMPG_i74I/AAAAAAAABxo/oaP6Ry99RMw/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one is awesome because you can see a big drool hanging down.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tdd3-BMl5c/TpnMfK-wqqI/AAAAAAAABx8/ir9MaS1MxMw/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Tdd3-BMl5c/TpnMfK-wqqI/AAAAAAAABx8/ir9MaS1MxMw/s400/031.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the dress that I first showed self control and didn't buy, but then I went back a month later and bought it. &amp;nbsp;Great decision--don't you agree? &amp;nbsp;I love this cute little smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx_tSct_MNY/TpnMloeJ3FI/AAAAAAAAByI/2ubHlxkJ_Fo/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gx_tSct_MNY/TpnMloeJ3FI/AAAAAAAAByI/2ubHlxkJ_Fo/s400/050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think she's trying to make a heart sign to say I love you! &amp;nbsp;She's always playing with her hands; I kind of love this stage of baby this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;#2: &amp;nbsp;It's field hockey season! &amp;nbsp;My girls have been doing great. &amp;nbsp;I always love picture day with my two girls in their matching field hockey uniforms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NIZgXdRF7A/TpnMYvyzPQI/AAAAAAAABx0/JV-GVeoNuVA/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8NIZgXdRF7A/TpnMYvyzPQI/AAAAAAAABx0/JV-GVeoNuVA/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;#3: &amp;nbsp;Bates Nut Farm! &amp;nbsp;This year instead of going on one of the last Saturdays of the month, we went on October 1st. &amp;nbsp;It was quite hot--especially since I dressed the girls in black, but we had a fun time as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_DGXYmw43s/TpnMuxedIqI/AAAAAAAAByU/vAjBkCEv8mM/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c_DGXYmw43s/TpnMuxedIqI/AAAAAAAAByU/vAjBkCEv8mM/s400/061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey wanted to pose with this spooky monster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MN-qFQIkC_E/TpnM1TEyOrI/AAAAAAAAByc/VOYdXCXqNXE/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MN-qFQIkC_E/TpnM1TEyOrI/AAAAAAAAByc/VOYdXCXqNXE/s400/070.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn picked her pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lwcl2LHfrI8/TpnM9F_XBHI/AAAAAAAAByk/aVMarJUanTo/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lwcl2LHfrI8/TpnM9F_XBHI/AAAAAAAAByk/aVMarJUanTo/s400/074.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my two pumpkins! &amp;nbsp;It's so hard to get a picture of both of them smiling. &amp;nbsp;I need to hire a personal assistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfNzbqPJsno/TpnND7Dqr-I/AAAAAAAAByw/W30-bPXfs_w/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WfNzbqPJsno/TpnND7Dqr-I/AAAAAAAAByw/W30-bPXfs_w/s400/083.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one was very risky. &amp;nbsp;Bailey is literally holding Brooklynn up on that pumpkin. &amp;nbsp;Brian wasn't there at the moment to catch them if they fell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekd9Gg2aLWU/TpnNLBMD-eI/AAAAAAAABy4/YWLGllpcGlg/s1600/088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ekd9Gg2aLWU/TpnNLBMD-eI/AAAAAAAABy4/YWLGllpcGlg/s400/088.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was at this point that Bailey told me she's done taking pictures. &amp;nbsp;Little did she know that she had just begun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AibrwBf8MY/TpnNQwwGEXI/AAAAAAAABzE/KSdn73ehX30/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AibrwBf8MY/TpnNQwwGEXI/AAAAAAAABzE/KSdn73ehX30/s400/095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yMcIA55SxI/TpnNW3p3FSI/AAAAAAAABzM/oXBvOi2eBXc/s1600/098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9yMcIA55SxI/TpnNW3p3FSI/AAAAAAAABzM/oXBvOi2eBXc/s400/098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOYUXC8IN_4/TpnNdS-RIZI/AAAAAAAABzY/mKJ001hU-7I/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iOYUXC8IN_4/TpnNdS-RIZI/AAAAAAAABzY/mKJ001hU-7I/s400/103.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this one of Brian and the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iX9p4EnrkE/TpnNkyfHWFI/AAAAAAAABzg/j9NAO6tBLkw/s1600/105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iX9p4EnrkE/TpnNkyfHWFI/AAAAAAAABzg/j9NAO6tBLkw/s400/105.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey always performs super human feats of strength picking up her pumpkin. &amp;nbsp;Look at that determination on her face. &amp;nbsp;On a side note--also notice the cute flower in her hair. &amp;nbsp;This was the last photo taken with it in; we sadly lost that flower at the pumpkin patch. &amp;nbsp;I didn't notice it until it was too late. &amp;nbsp;I just hope that it was found by someone who will love it as much as me :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlXU5ji3xwE/TpnNpgrPWTI/AAAAAAAABzo/H1pxBDJQpLM/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZlXU5ji3xwE/TpnNpgrPWTI/AAAAAAAABzo/H1pxBDJQpLM/s400/110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn loved her pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnWFO3Jab_Q/TpnN0fcPPoI/AAAAAAAABz0/ZOAfykUBOfY/s1600/116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnWFO3Jab_Q/TpnN0fcPPoI/AAAAAAAABz0/ZOAfykUBOfY/s400/116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEGyyDw2f6M/TpnN6aP2XzI/AAAAAAAABz8/3jz7uZ19zeg/s1600/123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dEGyyDw2f6M/TpnN6aP2XzI/AAAAAAAABz8/3jz7uZ19zeg/s400/123.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey turned her smiles back on when we went into the petting zoo place. &amp;nbsp;She would have sat and held this tiny bunny all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFrMUWtiPSg/TpnOAX7XYrI/AAAAAAAAB0I/pcVsUpYOF4I/s1600/131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFrMUWtiPSg/TpnOAX7XYrI/AAAAAAAAB0I/pcVsUpYOF4I/s400/131.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Feeding the baby goats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jABFSbXzrhw/TpnOH18vVLI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/NwnOtC30Uk8/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jABFSbXzrhw/TpnOH18vVLI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/NwnOtC30Uk8/s400/136.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She also got to ride a pony named Cowboy. &amp;nbsp;She was one happy camper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;#4: &amp;nbsp;Going to the beach! &amp;nbsp;We still have nice weather here in October. &amp;nbsp;So when Keri and CJ made a quick trip down last weekend, we went to the beach. &amp;nbsp;Since Brooklynn can sit up on her own now, she had her first taste of sand--and she loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQqm5Ll8Jmk/TpnONn4IWoI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/MC0vNLren5A/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQqm5Ll8Jmk/TpnONn4IWoI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/MC0vNLren5A/s400/150.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the only shots where she's looking up at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAfRHz3vuO8/TpnOTYbMlfI/AAAAAAAAB0k/sU7eY578is4/s1600/154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BAfRHz3vuO8/TpnOTYbMlfI/AAAAAAAAB0k/sU7eY578is4/s400/154.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;she was fascinated with the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TU2Uz9bx88Y/TpnObTajoWI/AAAAAAAAB0s/6osTt8T7Oi4/s1600/164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TU2Uz9bx88Y/TpnObTajoWI/AAAAAAAAB0s/6osTt8T7Oi4/s400/164.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved to dig it and then try to transfer it from hand to hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcXCUDbD_yo/TpnOiyxoUAI/AAAAAAAAB00/VD13_yRcer0/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QcXCUDbD_yo/TpnOiyxoUAI/AAAAAAAAB00/VD13_yRcer0/s400/170.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eventually, she found her way to her mouth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yyIxXYBSLe4/TpnOpj6y9sI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZHYiBDV-lPQ/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yyIxXYBSLe4/TpnOpj6y9sI/AAAAAAAAB1A/ZHYiBDV-lPQ/s400/174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then she went to town! &amp;nbsp;She ate so much sand, and as the good mom that I am, I let her eat it up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0DJHvu-DpI/TpnOzMizu5I/AAAAAAAAB1M/Fizc2FEnx5A/s1600/176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o0DJHvu-DpI/TpnOzMizu5I/AAAAAAAAB1M/Fizc2FEnx5A/s400/176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who cares if she's standing, she won't stop eating the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d062l8C_fi4/TpnO7EhLw3I/AAAAAAAAB1U/vqKthSAO8OU/s1600/179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d062l8C_fi4/TpnO7EhLw3I/AAAAAAAAB1U/vqKthSAO8OU/s400/179.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then &amp;nbsp;I let her get down and dirty on her tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQg50Avwm-8/TpnPBuDcFII/AAAAAAAAB1c/VkC5Fcj63Xw/s1600/184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aQg50Avwm-8/TpnPBuDcFII/AAAAAAAAB1c/VkC5Fcj63Xw/s400/184.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my sand bearded baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axz3TrGzqHM/TpnPItbiFjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mEy0rmpxtEU/s1600/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-axz3TrGzqHM/TpnPItbiFjI/AAAAAAAAB1o/mEy0rmpxtEU/s400/197.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey took full advantage of Uncle CJ being at the beach. &amp;nbsp;She had him dig a hole, bury her in it, and then turn it into a castle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1wvo7Kyemo/TpnPPs0a0-I/AAAAAAAAB1w/Vw_GPitY8zc/s1600/204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1wvo7Kyemo/TpnPPs0a0-I/AAAAAAAAB1w/Vw_GPitY8zc/s400/204.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was in heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDSj6IMNQ8/TpnPWem-bWI/AAAAAAAAB18/B79VRXQlPeE/s1600/210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhDSj6IMNQ8/TpnPWem-bWI/AAAAAAAAB18/B79VRXQlPeE/s400/210.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;#5: &amp;nbsp;Family picture day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3CwHskRo8s/TpnUFI6NcQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/NHFbXBRHKQ0/s1600/303769_10150328387868964_573178963_8131882_554430114_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j3CwHskRo8s/TpnUFI6NcQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/NHFbXBRHKQ0/s400/303769_10150328387868964_573178963_8131882_554430114_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYgcCiqy72A/TpnWCDrKamI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/aRXvfs6K-t0/s1600/DSC_6521BW_edited-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYgcCiqy72A/TpnWCDrKamI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/aRXvfs6K-t0/s400/DSC_6521BW_edited-1.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My friend Sara took our family pictures and I love them! &amp;nbsp;There are some adorable ones that she posted of the girls on &lt;a href="http://www.sarajanephotography1.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I can't wait to see them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-3336757821524751851?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3336757821524751851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=3336757821524751851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3336757821524751851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3336757821524751851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-love-october.html' title='I Love October!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gP_4Drg5nlw/TpnMJbRWBRI/AAAAAAAABxg/_MF0cEtx510/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-453719224481465570</id><published>2011-09-11T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:51:45.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriot's Day</title><content type='html'>This past week, I've been kind of obsessed with watching 9/11 shows. &amp;nbsp;I know that I've probably seen them all before, but I just feel drawn to watching them. &amp;nbsp;Especially since this is the 10th anniversary of the attacks it feels even more important to remember everything. &amp;nbsp;I was there in NYC two months after the Twin Towers collapsed; my friend Tami and I went on a trip and stayed with my cousin Dani. &amp;nbsp;We were even able to help out a tiny bit by serving lunch to all of the people that were working at Ground Zero one day when we went to look at everything. &amp;nbsp;So that's my small contribution and connection to this event. &amp;nbsp;To honor and remember this day, we all dressed a little patriotically for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53nUGAaj8Gg/Tm0TE6M55OI/AAAAAAAABvQ/-A_uTrlGST4/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53nUGAaj8Gg/Tm0TE6M55OI/AAAAAAAABvQ/-A_uTrlGST4/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was super smiley for this photo session, but extremely wobbly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJVrM-1lFu0/Tm0TJa1cymI/AAAAAAAABvU/gVQyX2dFikw/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJVrM-1lFu0/Tm0TJa1cymI/AAAAAAAABvU/gVQyX2dFikw/s400/012.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had Bailey hold Brooklynn in her lap; it seemed less dangerous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TAgp3QZbQfY/Tm0TQfN6qvI/AAAAAAAABvc/Xc-6G4hsQA8/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TAgp3QZbQfY/Tm0TQfN6qvI/AAAAAAAABvc/Xc-6G4hsQA8/s400/018.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Brooklynn's favorite pose--standing up. &amp;nbsp;I had Bailey hold her, which was pretty risky, but it paid off. &amp;nbsp;Look at those cheeks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPxoP-HAslY/Tm0TXKf0C9I/AAAAAAAABvg/Fj4Fh2edHj0/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NPxoP-HAslY/Tm0TXKf0C9I/AAAAAAAABvg/Fj4Fh2edHj0/s400/020.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey got a little bit too excited for this one, but Brooklynn liked it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14C6FquPAAs/Tm0TeC5rdLI/AAAAAAAABvo/eyx_5lDbMHo/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-14C6FquPAAs/Tm0TeC5rdLI/AAAAAAAABvo/eyx_5lDbMHo/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llHkzvDj-PI/Tm0TlpiQvnI/AAAAAAAABvs/137Wcnq0Tx8/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-llHkzvDj-PI/Tm0TlpiQvnI/AAAAAAAABvs/137Wcnq0Tx8/s400/028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn, Bailey, and Brian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's fairly obvious by my lack of posts the last month that I am back in school :( &amp;nbsp;It will be one month this week and I think we're in our groove. &amp;nbsp;It's not so tragic every day when we get ready and go; I actually do like my job, it's just a hard transition from having 5 months off. &amp;nbsp;So here's a much needed update of the past month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We squeezed in one last trip to Sea World before school started--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_Dm5IpkoVY/Tm0UPt59N8I/AAAAAAAABwE/s_WSCS0VxA4/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_Dm5IpkoVY/Tm0UPt59N8I/AAAAAAAABwE/s_WSCS0VxA4/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey is showing Cookie Monster her ballet moves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KLkbvx7NVI/Tm0UVLch8MI/AAAAAAAABwI/EXuxsYGnqDE/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KLkbvx7NVI/Tm0UVLch8MI/AAAAAAAABwI/EXuxsYGnqDE/s400/011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even though Sesame Street is not her favorite show anymore, she still loves these guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VR6bi5gJaSY/Tm0UcaqYWTI/AAAAAAAABwQ/QlUjfPyfOfg/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VR6bi5gJaSY/Tm0UcaqYWTI/AAAAAAAABwQ/QlUjfPyfOfg/s400/013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She would love to take these giant stuffed penguins home. &amp;nbsp;I always feel bad for those parents who win them and them have to lug them around for the rest of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A79LgycAyWU/Tm0UjAFLo7I/AAAAAAAABwU/IqKeArYbMsQ/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A79LgycAyWU/Tm0UjAFLo7I/AAAAAAAABwU/IqKeArYbMsQ/s400/014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We tried to get Brooklynn to stand with the penguins, but there was too much for her to look at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I, of course, spent my last day of summer at the beach with my girls. &amp;nbsp;It was a cloudy day, but we loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BukHiSvTJDA/Tm0UpKV36kI/AAAAAAAABwc/5an5L7oHNns/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BukHiSvTJDA/Tm0UpKV36kI/AAAAAAAABwc/5an5L7oHNns/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big smiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0P-ZNoWkVwk/Tm0Uud5ouAI/AAAAAAAABwg/4D4yznqFEeE/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0P-ZNoWkVwk/Tm0Uud5ouAI/AAAAAAAABwg/4D4yznqFEeE/s400/023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's thinking, "My mama is number 1!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMyWxGa7Rxw/Tm0UzXLYyfI/AAAAAAAABwk/b4NzFtkKhgQ/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMyWxGa7Rxw/Tm0UzXLYyfI/AAAAAAAABwk/b4NzFtkKhgQ/s400/024.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Bailey--notice that she's not playing with the huge bag of toys I bring to the beach, but an empty water bottle that someone left. &amp;nbsp;I guess I can downsize my bag of beach toys for next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP_S1_nLkvQ/Tm0U4q7F4KI/AAAAAAAABws/C9AVloAaczU/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP_S1_nLkvQ/Tm0U4q7F4KI/AAAAAAAABws/C9AVloAaczU/s400/030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She really is a beach kid--thank goodness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ik5Mkx3GS0Y/Tm0WpJ9xGgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/K0cJPS-90uk/s1600/088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ik5Mkx3GS0Y/Tm0WpJ9xGgI/AAAAAAAABxQ/K0cJPS-90uk/s400/088.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her favorite thing to do this summer is to dig a giant hole (even better if the hole is already there and we don't have to dig it)and then wait for the water to come up and make her a private swimming pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To kick off our Labor Day weekend, we went to a Padres' game. &amp;nbsp;Me, Brian, my mom, Tera, and Brooklynn all watched the Padres lose, but it was a fun night. &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn loved looking at all the bright lights and she got to taste her first pickle. &amp;nbsp;Since she's related to me, I'm pretty sure pickles will be one of her favorite foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGJC4beK_ZE/Tm0WqTQJlRI/AAAAAAAABxU/tRg1-5pQxfY/s1600/098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OGJC4beK_ZE/Tm0WqTQJlRI/AAAAAAAABxU/tRg1-5pQxfY/s400/098.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Labor Day weekend, we had crazy weather. &amp;nbsp;It rained and was hot and humid. &amp;nbsp;The beach was out, but we did get a really pretty sunset one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9og_22yuOHs/Tm0U_IduhJI/AAAAAAAABww/DR9nxxiYi48/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9og_22yuOHs/Tm0U_IduhJI/AAAAAAAABww/DR9nxxiYi48/s400/031.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You can kind of see the arc of the rainbow in the upper right hand corner of this picture--and we threw Brooklynn in there too :) &amp;nbsp;It was actually a double rainbow, but the second one was very faint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpASC4kQf_0/Tm0VFegAcRI/AAAAAAAABw0/_suS4Mqrmec/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpASC4kQf_0/Tm0VFegAcRI/AAAAAAAABw0/_suS4Mqrmec/s400/040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A dark picture of all the girls, but a pretty sunset in the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S44uIitAPIs/Tm0VLWdkDaI/AAAAAAAABw8/JKixsmsbdfg/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S44uIitAPIs/Tm0VLWdkDaI/AAAAAAAABw8/JKixsmsbdfg/s400/042.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Toni and Aaron came down for the weekend, so it's always fun to spend time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bZzVIlgKwE/Tm0TsDervcI/AAAAAAAABv0/956u4lol5qU/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bZzVIlgKwE/Tm0TsDervcI/AAAAAAAABv0/956u4lol5qU/s400/048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn is getting so big! &amp;nbsp;She grabs things now--especially faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaCjNgGRcxc/Tm0T23l4CYI/AAAAAAAABwA/J99dnGCIzl0/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IaCjNgGRcxc/Tm0T23l4CYI/AAAAAAAABwA/J99dnGCIzl0/s400/053.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey did not want to get left out of the photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It may be hard to believe, but we even survived the Blackout of 2011! &amp;nbsp;All electricity in San Diego, Riverside, Yuma, AZ, and parts of Orange County was out for 12 hours. &amp;nbsp;It went out Thursday after school, and didn't come back on until around 2:00 in the morning on Friday. &amp;nbsp;It lasted just long enough for school to be cancelled on Friday!!! &amp;nbsp;I thoroughly enjoyed our mini blackout. &amp;nbsp;We enjoyed our family dinner at my parents' house on the driveway lit by the moon and our fire pit. &amp;nbsp;Bailey thought it was the greatest thing and is looking forward to doing it again. &amp;nbsp;(I didn't have my camera with me, so I documented the night with my phone.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxTCJhBWP3U/Tm0WsBk0KYI/AAAAAAAABxc/05WZvFMgYrM/s1600/125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxTCJhBWP3U/Tm0WsBk0KYI/AAAAAAAABxc/05WZvFMgYrM/s320/125.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkx1YrFC0Z0/Tm0WrBZWEpI/AAAAAAAABxY/vB0xggwY-SQ/s1600/124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkx1YrFC0Z0/Tm0WrBZWEpI/AAAAAAAABxY/vB0xggwY-SQ/s320/124.jpg" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Bailey by our fire pit while we roasted marshmellows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She was in her bathing suit because it was so hot earlier in the day and it was quite nice outside while we ate.(The flash on my camera is bright, so she closed her eyes.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moTbathUW_A/Tm0Wc3e_sMI/AAAAAAAABxA/xlLpedyKD5E/s1600/131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-moTbathUW_A/Tm0Wc3e_sMI/AAAAAAAABxA/xlLpedyKD5E/s400/131.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On our power outage day off on Friday, we went to the beach. &amp;nbsp;It was a great day! &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn is so big; she tries to sit up all day. &amp;nbsp;I made her a little chair/bed in the sand so she couldn't roll around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SEd9HnDKyas/Tm0WeU5FlKI/AAAAAAAABxE/joojjvfxECs/s1600/133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SEd9HnDKyas/Tm0WeU5FlKI/AAAAAAAABxE/joojjvfxECs/s400/133.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She is always either sucking on her bottom lip or playing with her tongue. &amp;nbsp;She was a dream baby at the beach and took a two hour nap!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1iACW4SeW0/Tm0Wfy4go8I/AAAAAAAABxI/sPJeDRM-7Y0/s1600/138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z1iACW4SeW0/Tm0Wfy4go8I/AAAAAAAABxI/sPJeDRM-7Y0/s400/138.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;While Brooklynn was napping, Bailey and I got to play. &amp;nbsp;We found this baby crab on a piece of seaweed. &amp;nbsp; It was her pet for the day--I hope he survived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-453719224481465570?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/453719224481465570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=453719224481465570' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/453719224481465570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/453719224481465570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/09/patriots-day.html' title='Patriot&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-53nUGAaj8Gg/Tm0TE6M55OI/AAAAAAAABvQ/-A_uTrlGST4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-2056462645138548171</id><published>2011-08-09T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:19:43.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice Cereal</title><content type='html'>Sunday was Brooklynn's first time trying rice cereal. &amp;nbsp;I'll just let the pictures do the talking to tell you how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YXlYmJ12dbA/TkISsWDHrFI/AAAAAAAABuA/EnwdEif-V4c/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YXlYmJ12dbA/TkISsWDHrFI/AAAAAAAABuA/EnwdEif-V4c/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had my crew ready: Brian on video and Tera on camera to capture every moment. &amp;nbsp;She has no idea what was coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oez5lPwxuyA/TkISxuiQMZI/AAAAAAAABuE/3z4Aj51jdWI/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oez5lPwxuyA/TkISxuiQMZI/AAAAAAAABuE/3z4Aj51jdWI/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First taste--not so hot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9zd5wWjw9g/TkIS3VfhLbI/AAAAAAAABuM/gJtCYB6ECrQ/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T9zd5wWjw9g/TkIS3VfhLbI/AAAAAAAABuM/gJtCYB6ECrQ/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That bite went right back where it came from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh_hokyQCb4/TkIS-MnNgNI/AAAAAAAABuQ/pEFrZWeJld0/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh_hokyQCb4/TkIS-MnNgNI/AAAAAAAABuQ/pEFrZWeJld0/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You expect me to eat what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEpbLOPoqAM/TkITE6i3QoI/AAAAAAAABuY/I_3Q73_0R8U/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yEpbLOPoqAM/TkITE6i3QoI/AAAAAAAABuY/I_3Q73_0R8U/s400/011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful rice cereal beard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OWIwR0cTkU/TkITMJVolQI/AAAAAAAABuc/gIKwax3dWHQ/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9OWIwR0cTkU/TkITMJVolQI/AAAAAAAABuc/gIKwax3dWHQ/s400/017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture because it truly captures this experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vUz_DdJKog/TkITXq6qKNI/AAAAAAAABuk/Obk-W48_zdk/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8vUz_DdJKog/TkITXq6qKNI/AAAAAAAABuk/Obk-W48_zdk/s400/021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's she's had enough and is doing the backbend move. &amp;nbsp;I also think it's funny how hopeful I was at making that rather large bowl of rice cereal. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure she didn't get one spoonful down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXQncIVptsw/TkITeIty1YI/AAAAAAAABuo/im2ZgalyceY/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lXQncIVptsw/TkITeIty1YI/AAAAAAAABuo/im2ZgalyceY/s400/022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, even the spoon couldn't cheer her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was a funny night! &amp;nbsp;We'll try again, and again, and again, and hopefully she'll start to eat it. &amp;nbsp;I'm not a big fan of waking up at 5am!! &amp;nbsp;I'm crossing my fingers that a big bowl of rice cereal before bed will help to tide her over until at least 6am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-2056462645138548171?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2056462645138548171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=2056462645138548171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2056462645138548171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2056462645138548171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/08/rice-cereal.html' title='Rice Cereal'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YXlYmJ12dbA/TkISsWDHrFI/AAAAAAAABuA/EnwdEif-V4c/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-4602354121950466691</id><published>2011-08-05T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:55:45.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Long Skinny Green Bean!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3bevu5Pwyc/TjyfE3cizuI/AAAAAAAABt8/-cncgFHC3Uk/s1600/brooklynn+3+months.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3bevu5Pwyc/TjyfE3cizuI/AAAAAAAABt8/-cncgFHC3Uk/s400/brooklynn+3+months.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was Brooklynn's 4 month check up. &amp;nbsp;It was slightly late and almost to her 5 month date, but oh well. &amp;nbsp;Here are her stats:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 13.3 pounds&lt;br /&gt;Height: 24.8 inches&lt;br /&gt;Head: 42cm (I think that's right, but could be way off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty tall and skinny, so looks like I have another long skinny green bean baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when babies are two feet tall! &amp;nbsp;For some reason I think it's so fun to say. &amp;nbsp;Brooklynn did so well at the doctor's today. &amp;nbsp;I asked about starting rice cereal so my dream baby can go back to sleeping all the way through the night. &amp;nbsp;She is still sleeping a good amount of time, but this mommy does not like waking up between 4 and 5 am for a little snack and then asleep again. &amp;nbsp;After our appointment, I went straight to the store and bought a box of delicious rice cereal. &amp;nbsp;We're going to try it out tonight! &amp;nbsp;I wanted to buy the yummier flavors like bananas or oatmeal with fruit, but I figured we'd start out with the basics and then go from there. &amp;nbsp;I can't remember the order on introducing food or for how long, so I'll be pulling out the old books again tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her newest skill is rolling over from her stomach to her back. &amp;nbsp;Good thing is that she can roll, bad thing is that she now never lies on her stomach. &amp;nbsp;Her flip is pretty instant, but she'll get enough tummy time eventually. &amp;nbsp;She can get half way from her back to her stomach, but then she just chills out on her side. &amp;nbsp;When she's laying on her back, she is always doing baby crunches trying to sit up and see the world. &amp;nbsp;This girl will have rock hard abs at a young age. &amp;nbsp;She is still grabbing everything in slow motion in the center and then pulling it to her mouth. &amp;nbsp;She wants to laugh, but it comes out more like a grunt/pain/confused sound. &amp;nbsp;She just doesn't know what to do with all that emotion! &amp;nbsp;She is a very happy baby and that makes me happy too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the doctor was done checking out Brooklynn, she gave Bailey some much needed attention for a while. Here's their conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Berg: What's your favorite thing to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: &amp;nbsp;I like to learn puzzles!&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Berg: &amp;nbsp;Wow! &amp;nbsp;That must mean you're smart.&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: &amp;nbsp;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Berg: &amp;nbsp;What's you're favorite thing to play with?&lt;br /&gt;Bailey: &amp;nbsp;My Brooklynn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when my heart just melted. &amp;nbsp;Bailey truly does love her baby sister with all of her heart! &amp;nbsp;She is so kind and sweet and she can be a great help when she wants to. &amp;nbsp;I've had such a fun summer with my two girls. &amp;nbsp;Here are a few random summer pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2lwM7XJ4gM/TjyTfQtVkbI/AAAAAAAABtg/khnwoUXzEqI/s1600/002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A2lwM7XJ4gM/TjyTfQtVkbI/AAAAAAAABtg/khnwoUXzEqI/s400/002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the Farmer's Marker last Saturday, Brian bought this 4 foot long squash thing. &amp;nbsp;It was taller than Bailey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_c4DuMPoSE/TjyTfz1SjsI/AAAAAAAABtk/oP3PXJpCDjw/s1600/006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8_c4DuMPoSE/TjyTfz1SjsI/AAAAAAAABtk/oP3PXJpCDjw/s400/006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's such a smiley baby, even when she's had some shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akGMzikeUAs/TjyTj51iIiI/AAAAAAAABto/5oUSe-J5Wqw/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-akGMzikeUAs/TjyTj51iIiI/AAAAAAAABto/5oUSe-J5Wqw/s400/029.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Party City was having this clearance sale last week. &amp;nbsp;I stopped by just to check it out. &amp;nbsp;They had two tables filled with Halloween costumes from last year for $5-$15 bucks. &amp;nbsp;I ended up buying just two of them, but I did have about 5 in my basket at one point. &amp;nbsp;I let Toni talk me out of buying all 5, but now I kind of wish I had bought all of them. &amp;nbsp;Bailey loves playing dress up and you can't go wrong with a new $5 dollar costume. &amp;nbsp;I don't know if either of these will make the Halloween cut this year, but they will get plenty of use on an everyday basis. &amp;nbsp;I bought Alice in Wonderland and this little sailor costume below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_M9nKZlO_XI/TjyTrI0MbNI/AAAAAAAABts/KXaHwzR3vxU/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_M9nKZlO_XI/TjyTrI0MbNI/AAAAAAAABts/KXaHwzR3vxU/s400/031.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you think this costume could be an adorable Shirley Temple sailor ensemble or does it just look like a baby slutty sailor costume? &amp;nbsp;I want to try putting her hair in curlers to turn her into Shirley Temple. &amp;nbsp;I just need to add a pair of knee highs and some shiny black church shoes. &amp;nbsp;I love a good deal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-4602354121950466691?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4602354121950466691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=4602354121950466691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4602354121950466691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4602354121950466691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-long-skinny-green-bean.html' title='My Long Skinny Green Bean!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a3bevu5Pwyc/TjyfE3cizuI/AAAAAAAABt8/-cncgFHC3Uk/s72-c/brooklynn+3+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7710207794738315088</id><published>2011-07-31T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:43:58.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The PB &amp; J Life</title><content type='html'>The PB &amp;amp; J life is what I've been living for the past almost five months. &amp;nbsp;The PB &amp;amp; J life is what I want to live all the time, but I can't. &amp;nbsp;What is the PB &amp;amp; J life you might be asking yourself. &amp;nbsp;Let me explain...it's when most days include packing some sort of sandwich lunch (our sandwich of choice this summer was PB&amp;amp;J since Bailey can now eat peanut butter freely)and heading out to do something. &amp;nbsp;We did just about everything that I could think of this summer--BEACH, pool, Disneyland, Legoland, Sea World, fair, field hockey, mall, parks galore, family fun, friends, &amp;nbsp;movies, parties, or just hanging out at home doing nothing. &amp;nbsp;I loved hanging out with my girls everyday. &amp;nbsp;Yes, there were days when Bailey drove me a little crazy or Brooklynn didn't feel like taking a nap, but I still loved every second. &amp;nbsp;The PB &amp;amp; J life is my ultimate goal! &amp;nbsp;I'm afraid I have to just enjoy it temporarily, but a girl can still dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sound sad, it's because I am. &amp;nbsp;I have to go back to school in two weeks and I feel absolutely sick about it. &amp;nbsp;I'm pretty sure you could read similar posts to this one every August since Bailey has been born. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I know I've been so lucky to have five months off. &amp;nbsp;And yes, I know I'm lucky that I get so many weeks off every year since I'm a teacher. &amp;nbsp;I know all of those things you're thinking, but I'm still sad. &amp;nbsp;I know that I'll be better in about a month, but right now I'm no. &amp;nbsp;I'm completely up for suggestions on how I can make money and stay at home or maybe I should start buying lottery tickets. &amp;nbsp;My bet is with the lottery tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So enough wallowing in my own pity...here are some recent pics from our awesome PB&amp;amp;J life (I just figured out how to load pics from my phone which is why it's taken me a while):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zay-9l-_KPA/TjZECnbE3iI/AAAAAAAABsI/MIlPJ9EPryk/s1600/081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zay-9l-_KPA/TjZECnbE3iI/AAAAAAAABsI/MIlPJ9EPryk/s400/081.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Hailey took swim lessons for much of the summer. &amp;nbsp;Can either of them truly swim yet? &amp;nbsp;Nope, but they sure did have fun. &amp;nbsp;The funny/scary thing is that Bailey thinks she can swim, but really she just does a real nice glide/sink to the bottom of the pool. &amp;nbsp;She is getting better since we've just been swimming in our pool a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj4vgBkHRfw/TjZELJyE2LI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rHKOSztjdJk/s1600/092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj4vgBkHRfw/TjZELJyE2LI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rHKOSztjdJk/s400/092.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn is getting so big! &amp;nbsp;This bottle hold is completely accidental and very temporary, but I can get her to do it every once in a while. &amp;nbsp;Being able to hold her own bottle is one of those life changing skills. &amp;nbsp;That means that I wouldn't have to sit and just feed her. &amp;nbsp;But I'm willing to wait if that means she'll stay my tiny baby :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOqKQPhmkrU/TjZEivzgOUI/AAAAAAAABsY/keirWkpM4Wg/s1600/097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IOqKQPhmkrU/TjZEivzgOUI/AAAAAAAABsY/keirWkpM4Wg/s400/097.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's one of our stay at home and do nothing days--equally fun as the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xQpwtCtIlbA/TjZEjdJupjI/AAAAAAAABsc/oBMNdtdRKgg/s1600/100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xQpwtCtIlbA/TjZEjdJupjI/AAAAAAAABsc/oBMNdtdRKgg/s400/100.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Brooklynn's picture day. &amp;nbsp;She did so well! &amp;nbsp;I will scan the pictures and post them later because she looked adorable! &amp;nbsp;I tried to get a good sister picture of the two of them, but they weren't as successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tw2OYaWUgLY/TjZEj3JAqoI/AAAAAAAABsg/nbIn_dywFkI/s1600/104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tw2OYaWUgLY/TjZEj3JAqoI/AAAAAAAABsg/nbIn_dywFkI/s400/104.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNBt93XPAf0/TjZEkmkUQ8I/AAAAAAAABsk/8BBkLRgarfQ/s1600/106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NNBt93XPAf0/TjZEkmkUQ8I/AAAAAAAABsk/8BBkLRgarfQ/s400/106.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's one of our many beach days. &amp;nbsp;I wish I would have kept track to see exactly how many times we went to the beach this year. &amp;nbsp;Judging by the amount of sun screen that we used, we went a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSrBrkyPTmc/TjZEk6nj2tI/AAAAAAAABso/AFt66crvnjk/s1600/111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RSrBrkyPTmc/TjZEk6nj2tI/AAAAAAAABso/AFt66crvnjk/s400/111.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We have also been doing a lot of pool days lately. &amp;nbsp;Here's my tiny bathing beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4jLFitsuIs/TjZEleobuTI/AAAAAAAABss/wGynBduEDgI/s1600/112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_4jLFitsuIs/TjZEleobuTI/AAAAAAAABss/wGynBduEDgI/s400/112.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey loves the sand, which is a good thing because after times like this it stays in her hair for a while. &amp;nbsp;When she starts doing this, it usually means it's time to pack up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmXO62Sf3pc/TjZEmIeATPI/AAAAAAAABsw/h8xMbQmjAVM/s1600/113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DmXO62Sf3pc/TjZEmIeATPI/AAAAAAAABsw/h8xMbQmjAVM/s400/113.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sandy monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnsrIMjyi0I/TjZEmf1PIBI/AAAAAAAABs0/_iuK3wa7Cxk/s1600/115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tnsrIMjyi0I/TjZEmf1PIBI/AAAAAAAABs0/_iuK3wa7Cxk/s400/115.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One day she found a gigantic seaweed pod that floated up to shore. &amp;nbsp;It was her seaweed baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7hmDmyP4LQ/TjZEm3mk8MI/AAAAAAAABs4/8M8BjqGd8Rs/s1600/117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7hmDmyP4LQ/TjZEm3mk8MI/AAAAAAAABs4/8M8BjqGd8Rs/s400/117.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It entertained her for quite some time. &amp;nbsp;As soon as she was done with it, the boys next to us picked it up and cracked it open. &amp;nbsp;I was glad that she didn't notice because she probably would have started crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCf4-S_zG5k/TjZEnkQ-nWI/AAAAAAAABs8/8e1QGeYo8vc/s1600/118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCf4-S_zG5k/TjZEnkQ-nWI/AAAAAAAABs8/8e1QGeYo8vc/s400/118.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good til the very last drop...not just a slogan for coffee these days. &amp;nbsp;Bailey did not want to miss out on any of her frozen yogurt, but I can't blame her. &amp;nbsp;They did have delicious flavors.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9_GcAM3_bY/TjZJRczKQgI/AAAAAAAABtU/7IUA1RFwVrE/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9_GcAM3_bY/TjZJRczKQgI/AAAAAAAABtU/7IUA1RFwVrE/s400/029.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My angel baby! &amp;nbsp;I went downstairs to make her a bottle; when I came back up she was sound asleep. &amp;nbsp;I love this tiny munchkin so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5WyScq6X4E/TjZI8uebzKI/AAAAAAAABtE/HG66dxUjt3U/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5WyScq6X4E/TjZI8uebzKI/AAAAAAAABtE/HG66dxUjt3U/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent a couple of days at a time share in San Juan Capistrano with the fam. &amp;nbsp;My dad rented one of these awesome bikes and we went for a ride. &amp;nbsp;Bailey was so excited to ride in front and wear the helmet. &amp;nbsp;We kept telling her to wave like she was in a parad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSE2OOkg9xE/TjZJC2P4wfI/AAAAAAAABtI/bqaNkpJqYL4/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSE2OOkg9xE/TjZJC2P4wfI/AAAAAAAABtI/bqaNkpJqYL4/s400/025.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I strapped Brooklynn in the back between me and Toni. &amp;nbsp;She feel right asleep to the rhythm of our pedaling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75JJGbUJX5g/TjZJJ38Z9AI/AAAAAAAABtM/-31_UARSAU4/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-75JJGbUJX5g/TjZJJ38Z9AI/AAAAAAAABtM/-31_UARSAU4/s400/027.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's ready for some big wheels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19R51k-5plc/TjZJZVKPseI/AAAAAAAABtc/WkbngFV01VQ/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19R51k-5plc/TjZJZVKPseI/AAAAAAAABtc/WkbngFV01VQ/s400/032.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I took this picture for two reasons: 1--so you could maybe see all of her hives; she's had hives for almost a week but I think they're on their way out. &amp;nbsp;2--to see the extreme difference between her tan, summer legs and her glowing, white belly. &amp;nbsp;She is a beach bum, but no bikini beach bum! &amp;nbsp;Her stomach and legs look like they're two separate people. &amp;nbsp;That's how much we've been to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I still have two weeks left and I plan on jamming them full of fun. &amp;nbsp;If you want to join in on the fun, just let me know. &amp;nbsp;(Sorry that these pictures are kind of fuzzy; most of them were taken with my phone.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7710207794738315088?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7710207794738315088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7710207794738315088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7710207794738315088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7710207794738315088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/07/pb-j-life.html' title='The PB &amp; J Life'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zay-9l-_KPA/TjZECnbE3iI/AAAAAAAABsI/MIlPJ9EPryk/s72-c/081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-780242359359797893</id><published>2011-07-19T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:35:57.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We've just been packing our days full of fun lately.&amp;nbsp; I only have one month left of freedom, so I'm going to make the most of it.&amp;nbsp; Here are&amp;nbsp;just a few fun events that we've had:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Brooklynn's blessing day, she wasn't feeling very smiley in her pretty dress.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to have another photo session of her in her dress to get some smiley pictures, so I finally did it last week.&amp;nbsp; She did great and I got some very cute pictures.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbpLQ6v4edc/TiYagaor4dI/AAAAAAAABqU/omBypLEPahc/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbpLQ6v4edc/TiYagaor4dI/AAAAAAAABqU/omBypLEPahc/s400/022.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I posted this one because last week she was really into sucking her bottom lip.&amp;nbsp; She's kind of already over it, but at least I have it documented.&amp;nbsp; It was funny because she would suck her lip so hard she looked like an old toothless lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhnwtnxQAkc/TiYaoCTHJXI/AAAAAAAABqY/dYqNuu5uWq4/s1600/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MhnwtnxQAkc/TiYaoCTHJXI/AAAAAAAABqY/dYqNuu5uWq4/s400/032.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a classic Brooklynn smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhuMF9Z1kk4/TiYaw2YGSYI/AAAAAAAABqg/PBZYnZNFeiA/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bhuMF9Z1kk4/TiYaw2YGSYI/AAAAAAAABqg/PBZYnZNFeiA/s400/038.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She still loves her hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVldhbTDCyk/TiYa-ACSV8I/AAAAAAAABqk/jmMUWADTj0g/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVldhbTDCyk/TiYa-ACSV8I/AAAAAAAABqk/jmMUWADTj0g/s400/046.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think she was so happy to have so much fabric to grab and chew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMJHpdzPIr0/TiYbLYGbnrI/AAAAAAAABqs/HQ_vP0lfHkE/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OMJHpdzPIr0/TiYbLYGbnrI/AAAAAAAABqs/HQ_vP0lfHkE/s400/050.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This smile is ultimate happiness--I love this little girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Last Friday night I decided to braid Bailey's hair so she would have super curly hair the next day. She sat remarkably still as I did the three french braids--thanks to the Little Einstiens show. She was so excited to see her hair curly in the morning. We woke up the next morning to see if the plan had worked. It did! I undid the braids and let it go free. You could tell by the way she walked around that she felt beautiful; it was really cute. She wanted to look at her curly hair in the mirror and she said, "Look! I have curly hair like Hailey!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1RvMfXUxxc/TiYbSRFTxLI/AAAAAAAABqw/_r4TogSGWFE/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1RvMfXUxxc/TiYbSRFTxLI/AAAAAAAABqw/_r4TogSGWFE/s400/054.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey with her braids in what I call the J Lo stage.&amp;nbsp; (There's some old movie with Jennifer Lopez in it where she had her hair in three braids like this.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lejf6WiKSbw/TiYbail17iI/AAAAAAAABq0/hILrwcFtm2E/s1600/055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lejf6WiKSbw/TiYbail17iI/AAAAAAAABq0/hILrwcFtm2E/s400/055.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's her curly hair in all its glory!&amp;nbsp; It turned out so big I loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZauOyJx-1BY/TiYbrpzigFI/AAAAAAAABrA/0lGSGVRrPzY/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZauOyJx-1BY/TiYbrpzigFI/AAAAAAAABrA/0lGSGVRrPzY/s400/056.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's her fro from the front.&amp;nbsp; Look at her pose you can tel she loves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RAB_oL1slc/TiYb8iQo7rI/AAAAAAAABrE/29eULM2nIck/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RAB_oL1slc/TiYb8iQo7rI/AAAAAAAABrE/29eULM2nIck/s400/058.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product complete with sparkly headband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Last Saturday Adam and Teryn were married!&amp;nbsp; It was a really fun wedding.&amp;nbsp; They're both so happy!&amp;nbsp; And we're happy to have Teryn a part of the family.&amp;nbsp; Here are some pictures from their big day:﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUNw5mjRFZ4/TiYcC7ysVGI/AAAAAAAABrI/StuV5rQ4TEo/s1600/061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mUNw5mjRFZ4/TiYcC7ysVGI/AAAAAAAABrI/StuV5rQ4TEo/s400/061.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The ceremony was outside at a golf course in Fallbrook.&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful day for a wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJmtbvIhpzQ/TiYcM6NXQqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/teiy8uKo2PY/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lJmtbvIhpzQ/TiYcM6NXQqI/AAAAAAAABrQ/teiy8uKo2PY/s400/071.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Brian, of course, cheesing it up for the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g6QrvIzRsI/TiYcS3ww3EI/AAAAAAAABrU/q7nTvhN5Y38/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g6QrvIzRsI/TiYcS3ww3EI/AAAAAAAABrU/q7nTvhN5Y38/s400/072.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's their first dance.&amp;nbsp; Teryn looked so beautiful in her dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee4ZdDPcn_4/TiYcaFz4DAI/AAAAAAAABrY/_VD3Caib4Oc/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ee4ZdDPcn_4/TiYcaFz4DAI/AAAAAAAABrY/_VD3Caib4Oc/s400/075.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I never get pictures of both of us, but since we were kid free I had time to remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The past month Aunt Nancy and Uncle Patrick have been in town for the wedding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They live in Michigan so we don't get to see them that often.&amp;nbsp; ﻿It was fun to be able to hang out with them and for them to be able to see the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AB9tswNT0HQ/TiYcic4V3NI/AAAAAAAABrg/xQN1xVLREls/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AB9tswNT0HQ/TiYcic4V3NI/AAAAAAAABrg/xQN1xVLREls/s400/076.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Patrick was kind of like the baby whisperer with Brooklynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nTIPCI9Nzeo/TiYcq39qXUI/AAAAAAAABro/VnGLF2-wGiY/s1600/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nTIPCI9Nzeo/TiYcq39qXUI/AAAAAAAABro/VnGLF2-wGiY/s400/077.JPG" width="266px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Nancy with Brooklynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCvxznl5v00/TiYcy-fBjbI/AAAAAAAABrs/6ywk9g2GWGQ/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eCvxznl5v00/TiYcy-fBjbI/AAAAAAAABrs/6ywk9g2GWGQ/s400/079.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Nance in coordinating outfits and sippy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m28vOapb5qc/TiYc62zT4II/AAAAAAAABr0/kMzkU7RVxfw/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m28vOapb5qc/TiYc62zT4II/AAAAAAAABr0/kMzkU7RVxfw/s400/081.JPG" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brian's dad and sister Lauren came in town for the wedding too.&amp;nbsp; It was their first time meeting Brooklynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-780242359359797893?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/780242359359797893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=780242359359797893' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/780242359359797893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/780242359359797893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-days.html' title='Summer Days'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbpLQ6v4edc/TiYagaor4dI/AAAAAAAABqU/omBypLEPahc/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-3316333907949748827</id><published>2011-07-13T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:05:38.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being 3</title><content type='html'>Today in the car on the way to the beach, I had a classic conversation with Bailey.&amp;nbsp; I just had to write it down so I don't forget it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about something fun&amp;nbsp;(I can't remember exactly) and Bailey started arguing with me.&amp;nbsp; This is her new thing--arguing.&amp;nbsp; She'll disagree with you no matter what you say, just for the sake of being contradictory.&amp;nbsp; I asked her, "Bailey are you arguing with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded, "No mom!&amp;nbsp; I'm just freaking out!"&amp;nbsp; Which she then proceeded to do.&amp;nbsp; I let the freak out happen and then moved on with our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our awesome conversations take place in the car.&amp;nbsp; There are days when I either feel like cranking up the music to drown her voice out or just turning on a DVD so she'll zone out.&amp;nbsp; I have nothing against&amp;nbsp; movies in the car, but I only use them on long trips.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to miss out on such "precious" moments like this because she was quiet and tuned in to her show. &amp;nbsp;I actually would like to miss out on some of them, but I'm just not going to give in.&amp;nbsp; We do have some really good learning moments and some great sing alongs in the car, but she likes to keep me on my&amp;nbsp;toes and throw in one of these every once in a while.&amp;nbsp; So I'm just hoping that this too is a phase that she'll quickly grow out of--or at least by the time she's 4 :)&amp;nbsp; (I've heard that 4 is the magical age where they become nice again--right?)&amp;nbsp; Here's to being 3!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-3316333907949748827?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3316333907949748827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=3316333907949748827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3316333907949748827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3316333907949748827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/07/being-3.html' title='Being 3'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-3357355547463217107</id><published>2011-07-11T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T23:46:47.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Awesome Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week Keri and CJ came down for a visit.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun and were so incredibly busy everyday.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I decided tonight that they need to live much closer :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab7hQnH6JAs/ThvrutfPdoI/AAAAAAAABo8/MmQzz_k0H2Y/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab7hQnH6JAs/ThvrutfPdoI/AAAAAAAABo8/MmQzz_k0H2Y/s400/085.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn and the Birthday Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Keri's birthday is on the 4th of July, so every year (for as long as I can remember)we've celebrated her birthday at the beach.&amp;nbsp; This year was one of the best beach birthday celebrations yet!&amp;nbsp; We decided to try a new location for our all day hang out; we went to Carlsbad instead of Oceanside.&amp;nbsp; We switched because Oceanside was getting a little bit ghetto, they got really strict with their parking rules on the 4th, and I usually see students at the Oceanside beach and in my bathing suit is definitely one place that I don't want to see my students.&amp;nbsp; Carlsbad beach was awesome!!&amp;nbsp; I wish we had switched there a lot sooner, but at least now we know.&amp;nbsp; We had always claimed a huge territory to fight off the huge crowds at Oceanside, but this year it was totally unecessary.&amp;nbsp; We did have a huge amount of beach front property, but we had the whole place to ourselves.&amp;nbsp; We decided that they are just way less aggressive in Carlsbad and that suits us just fine.&amp;nbsp; So we had an awesome day at the beach.&amp;nbsp; Brooklynn slept for most of the day just like the little dream baby that she is.&amp;nbsp; It was perfect beach weather and almost all of the family was there so that made it a fabulous day!&amp;nbsp; We ended the night watching fireworks in the Big O Tire parking lot; we've been doing that for the past few years and I think it may be one of those super classy family traditions now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nlFEctclkQ/Thvj0nHJjBI/AAAAAAAABlU/CdZc9NSo2yg/s1600/073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--nlFEctclkQ/Thvj0nHJjBI/AAAAAAAABlU/CdZc9NSo2yg/s400/073.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't resist buying the bathing suit for the 4th&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CVIvGgUSMM/Thvj7_dpoNI/AAAAAAAABlY/0DXMt855vSA/s1600/075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0CVIvGgUSMM/Thvj7_dpoNI/AAAAAAAABlY/0DXMt855vSA/s400/075.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 4th of July to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4z5XuQRM0w4/ThvkCHh-ocI/AAAAAAAABlk/FdhBeQqyH90/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4z5XuQRM0w4/ThvkCHh-ocI/AAAAAAAABlk/FdhBeQqyH90/s400/081.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday girl, Bailey, and Toni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYwT1-IlQ7E/ThvkHT2wU9I/AAAAAAAABls/WV7AHV5PGDg/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iYwT1-IlQ7E/ThvkHT2wU9I/AAAAAAAABls/WV7AHV5PGDg/s400/082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ty, Dad, and Keri hanging out in the back part of our large beach territory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o8amhisOC8/ThvkN6pkANI/AAAAAAAABlw/z760DoIQw7E/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6o8amhisOC8/ThvkN6pkANI/AAAAAAAABlw/z760DoIQw7E/s400/083.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was a 4th of July kiddo too! (as far as her outfit goes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMoxZFmLhsU/ThvkYyRDnSI/AAAAAAAABmA/RtoljE-DDoE/s1600/090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aMoxZFmLhsU/ThvkYyRDnSI/AAAAAAAABmA/RtoljE-DDoE/s400/090.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;family photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6j8qxjOSV4/ThvkufF0tpI/AAAAAAAABmk/TnvfdxUTK2I/s1600/096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6j8qxjOSV4/ThvkufF0tpI/AAAAAAAABmk/TnvfdxUTK2I/s400/096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First task of the day for the boys--dig a large hole&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN_hirfYSFg/Thvlsm_pNII/AAAAAAAABno/709v-10r3ng/s1600/095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XN_hirfYSFg/Thvlsm_pNII/AAAAAAAABno/709v-10r3ng/s400/095.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey became the little mermaid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eKBk96WPVBA/Thvk3AqoRkI/AAAAAAAABmo/k1mkNKbjFGw/s1600/102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eKBk96WPVBA/Thvk3AqoRkI/AAAAAAAABmo/k1mkNKbjFGw/s400/102.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn's first time in a bathing suit and first time on the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBbjOmzzioM/ThvlABmTShI/AAAAAAAABmw/OVs6sHH4m6k/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBbjOmzzioM/ThvlABmTShI/AAAAAAAABmw/OVs6sHH4m6k/s400/104.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She had no clue that she was lying in the sand, but she was totally covered in sand after this mini photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-_rNVXXk7k/ThvlGGyOKkI/AAAAAAAABm8/4jomdc486JM/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R-_rNVXXk7k/ThvlGGyOKkI/AAAAAAAABm8/4jomdc486JM/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6m-iM7xh6k/ThvlPc_v0bI/AAAAAAAABnE/ELlA49ZRpHQ/s1600/141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6m-iM7xh6k/ThvlPc_v0bI/AAAAAAAABnE/ELlA49ZRpHQ/s400/141.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn and her Papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cv4x77voIA/ThvlTnxLF2I/AAAAAAAABnM/8PIF336NPg8/s1600/144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5cv4x77voIA/ThvlTnxLF2I/AAAAAAAABnM/8PIF336NPg8/s400/144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's one cool chick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKieuERptMc/ThvlY81sfGI/AAAAAAAABnU/cunsod4haZQ/s1600/157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OKieuERptMc/ThvlY81sfGI/AAAAAAAABnU/cunsod4haZQ/s400/157.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxSc3L1X_fM/ThvpWoEd5bI/AAAAAAAABok/v0OVWKZQCVA/s1600/IMG_3061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hxSc3L1X_fM/ThvpWoEd5bI/AAAAAAAABok/v0OVWKZQCVA/s400/IMG_3061.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's most of the crew at the end of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AMnKGVU67NA/ThvlgDhQBzI/AAAAAAAABnY/l8yvKxr0uMA/s1600/164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AMnKGVU67NA/ThvlgDhQBzI/AAAAAAAABnY/l8yvKxr0uMA/s400/164.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Bailey's seat for the fireworks show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the week was filled with beach (we went every single day!), shopping, tennis, family volleyball, Wii dance games, delicious food, and tons of fun.&amp;nbsp; Keri and CJ are just two people who always like to be on the go, so we joined in on the fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My life would be perfect if I could go to the beach everyday, so last week was kind of a dream come true.&amp;nbsp; I brought my camera along to all of our outings, but I didn't take many pictures since we were just too busy having fun.&amp;nbsp; I must also mention that it was awesome that Toni was down for the whole week and Aaron came down on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D60onPsNge8/Thvlz0p6pFI/AAAAAAAABns/RePZYre_tR0/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D60onPsNge8/Thvlz0p6pFI/AAAAAAAABns/RePZYre_tR0/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We came over after church on Sunday to see Keri and CJ one more time before they left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe5t_GPhb5E/Thvl6OCIqkI/AAAAAAAABoE/jkFov9SOjOg/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe5t_GPhb5E/Thvl6OCIqkI/AAAAAAAABoE/jkFov9SOjOg/s400/033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My girls and Auntie Keri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here are some pics that I stole from &lt;a href="http://kerimaemiller.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keri's blog &lt;/a&gt;taken during the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HLAAuHug5iE/ThvpYknjoGI/AAAAAAAABoo/dlQdovP8GH0/s1600/IMG_3088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HLAAuHug5iE/ThvpYknjoGI/AAAAAAAABoo/dlQdovP8GH0/s400/IMG_3088.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture!&amp;nbsp; After one of our late night volleyball sessions, we came home and Bailey was asleep on the couch like this.&amp;nbsp; My dad watched her while we all played.&amp;nbsp; Bailey didn't want to go to bed, but she feel asleep right here.&amp;nbsp; She looked so peaceful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNlSkaeWAtY/ThvpazCtcKI/AAAAAAAABos/wAjcmmwU9II/s1600/IMG_3092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uNlSkaeWAtY/ThvpazCtcKI/AAAAAAAABos/wAjcmmwU9II/s400/IMG_3092.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Wednesday we all went up to Irvine Spectrum to shop and eat.&amp;nbsp; We took some lovely pictures on our way out.&amp;nbsp; Tera and Ty were already on their way to the car, which is why they don't have a lovely photo here too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NFYavcT2M4/ThvpeFKEKNI/AAAAAAAABow/G4waI2NchRI/s1600/IMG_3096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8NFYavcT2M4/ThvpeFKEKNI/AAAAAAAABow/G4waI2NchRI/s400/IMG_3096.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8JGpTEteik/ThvpgXVDEKI/AAAAAAAABo0/ATp244V9KzA/s1600/IMG_3098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y8JGpTEteik/ThvpgXVDEKI/AAAAAAAABo0/ATp244V9KzA/s400/IMG_3098.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So once again, I love my family and I'm so glad we can hang out and have fun.&amp;nbsp; I just wish that it could be all the time and not only a few times a year.&amp;nbsp; So until next time when we're all together again--December!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a few pictures from when we went to the Del Mar Fair before Keri and CJ came into town:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MH2sHIxn-qQ/Thvr6Zv8l1I/AAAAAAAABpE/Oh9SVJJJxQQ/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MH2sHIxn-qQ/Thvr6Zv8l1I/AAAAAAAABpE/Oh9SVJJJxQQ/s400/022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey's whole purpose of going to the fair is to feed the animals.&amp;nbsp; She would stay in here all day if she could.&amp;nbsp; The only animal she didn't want to feed was this four-horned devil goat.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't get a good picture of it, but it really did have four horns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WHHjh-i4vE/ThvsDNcBmTI/AAAAAAAABpM/fEp6VINGwcE/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--WHHjh-i4vE/ThvsDNcBmTI/AAAAAAAABpM/fEp6VINGwcE/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Bailey's Rapunzel picture.&amp;nbsp; It's not a tall tower, but a short silo.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mhl2auL-Cww/ThvsLbn5a_I/AAAAAAAABpQ/OU8wHkdRUuM/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mhl2auL-Cww/ThvsLbn5a_I/AAAAAAAABpQ/OU8wHkdRUuM/s400/031.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey got to pick one ride and it truly made me sick.&amp;nbsp; It was this spinning ride that is 1000 times worse than the teacups as Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NiwTywlnBzY/ThvsYLGAC1I/AAAAAAAABpk/A_L0pwM2liU/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NiwTywlnBzY/ThvsYLGAC1I/AAAAAAAABpk/A_L0pwM2liU/s400/071.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZwHvGZGd7Q/ThvsRS0SSaI/AAAAAAAABpY/__bymfhVFuI/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZwHvGZGd7Q/ThvsRS0SSaI/AAAAAAAABpY/__bymfhVFuI/s400/069.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know this flower is a little large, but I thought it looked so cute!&amp;nbsp; I heard some lady say look at that head ornament on that child.&amp;nbsp; I still think it was adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-3357355547463217107?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3357355547463217107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=3357355547463217107' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3357355547463217107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3357355547463217107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/07/another-awesome-week.html' title='Another Awesome Week!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ab7hQnH6JAs/ThvrutfPdoI/AAAAAAAABo8/MmQzz_k0H2Y/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7533265008655801664</id><published>2011-06-28T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T09:12:27.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>I think that Brooklynn looks a lot like Bailey.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I put Brooklynn in this adorable outfit that Bailey wore.&amp;nbsp; I knew that I had a picture of Bailey wearing it too, so it was just a matter of finding it.&amp;nbsp; I found it rather quickly this morning!&amp;nbsp; Now realize that Bailey is around 8 months old in this picture and Brooklynn is 3 months.&amp;nbsp; Here are the two pictures, you be the judge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfvX_gy5ciA/Tgn5s4lXTbI/AAAAAAAABig/MjDnOdQG4e8/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfvX_gy5ciA/Tgn5s4lXTbI/AAAAAAAABig/MjDnOdQG4e8/s400/054.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_M8Yvje-40/Tgn5uUP0jfI/AAAAAAAABik/9hexMopDID4/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_M8Yvje-40/Tgn5uUP0jfI/AAAAAAAABik/9hexMopDID4/s400/020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwhHuEid3jU/Tgn6tdTliSI/AAAAAAAABio/7iNbIuCwVuA/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwhHuEid3jU/Tgn6tdTliSI/AAAAAAAABio/7iNbIuCwVuA/s400/028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every Sunday I try to get a good picture of the girls in their cute dresses.&amp;nbsp; This past Sunday's was a struggle--mostly for Bailey.&amp;nbsp; I was making crazy noises and holding up toys to get Brooklynn's attention, but Bailey kept looking up too.&amp;nbsp; So Bailey was either looking up way too high or when I'd tell her to look down, I'd get her old lady librarian&amp;nbsp; look over the glasses...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7263OVlnivQ/Tgn63QT-nXI/AAAAAAAABiw/JHc_NTReBN0/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7263OVlnivQ/Tgn63QT-nXI/AAAAAAAABiw/JHc_NTReBN0/s400/034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so by the end this is what we got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzMYmqauV4A/Tgn7BM2iAOI/AAAAAAAABi4/N9DBiZgrWZQ/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzMYmqauV4A/Tgn7BM2iAOI/AAAAAAAABi4/N9DBiZgrWZQ/s400/038.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty in Pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwaSMH0AJPg/Tgn7IZz9_qI/AAAAAAAABi8/_6wk33bU6QY/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SwaSMH0AJPg/Tgn7IZz9_qI/AAAAAAAABi8/_6wk33bU6QY/s400/043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Posing for the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KKsPiJZlaw/Tgn7Pw5DfLI/AAAAAAAABjA/aGEZYim6egw/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7KKsPiJZlaw/Tgn7Pw5DfLI/AAAAAAAABjA/aGEZYim6egw/s400/048.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also always try to get a good one of me with the girls, but I have yet to accomplish that.&amp;nbsp; My hair is looking sweet.&amp;nbsp; I need a haircut any suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7533265008655801664?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7533265008655801664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7533265008655801664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7533265008655801664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7533265008655801664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JfvX_gy5ciA/Tgn5s4lXTbI/AAAAAAAABig/MjDnOdQG4e8/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7002540978823712259</id><published>2011-06-25T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T15:04:04.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever. . .</title><content type='html'>...wondered if your child really does have some weird disease that makes her scream and cry when you cut her fingernails?&amp;nbsp; It drives me nuts how Bailey cries and runs away whenever I have to cut her nails.&amp;nbsp; The other day I was wrangling down her foot to cut her nails and I thought, "Well, maybe she does have some super freaky thing where she can feel pain in her nails as I cut them."&amp;nbsp; Most likely not, but you would think she did!&amp;nbsp; Due to this, I have become the world's greatest and fastest nail cutter in the world!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is also the reason that sometimes her nails go unchecked and rather long.&amp;nbsp; I promise I do look at them, but sometimes it's just not worth the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...heard of a "daycation?"&amp;nbsp; Bailey has officially coined the phrase.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking of taking a patent out on it.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, Bailey pronounces her "v" sounds and "d" sounds.&amp;nbsp; So whenever she says the word very, it comes out dery (sounds like dairy).&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I correct her when I say it back, but usually I just let it go.&amp;nbsp; Lately, everyday she talks about how it's going to be a dery special day&amp;nbsp; with a dery special daycation.&amp;nbsp; I love it!&amp;nbsp; We have vacations, staycations, and now daycations.&amp;nbsp; It's when you do something very special, according to Bailey, all in one day.&amp;nbsp; Bailey has had many daycations--in fact, her life is filled with daycations every day.&amp;nbsp; She'll wake up in the morning and ask, "What's the plan?"&amp;nbsp; I've always given her plans for our events of the day and now she uses it too.&amp;nbsp; When she was tired and super grumpy the other day she was crying, "I need a plan!"&amp;nbsp; So if you aren't going on a fun summer vacation this year, just plan a fun and short daycation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...put one child down for a nap the same instant that the other one wakes up?&amp;nbsp; This has happened to me a lot lately.&amp;nbsp; I'll put Brooklynn down and seriously the second I do, Bailey opens her door and wakes up from her nap.&amp;nbsp; So much for getting anything done!&amp;nbsp; I just need to be better at keeping Bailey up until Brooklynn is ready to sleep.&amp;nbsp; The days when the dual naps happen are quite magical.&amp;nbsp; It's fun too when they don't nap together because then I get alone time with each of them, but sometimes mommy needs alone time too.&amp;nbsp; I'm just trying to soak up and enjoy each day since I don't have to work!&amp;nbsp; I think I'm doing a pretty good job of it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...looked into the eyes of your kids and wondered how you can love someone so much?&amp;nbsp; I love my little girls!!&amp;nbsp; I took Brooklynn to get pictures taken yesterday.&amp;nbsp; The first half turned out awesome; the second half not so much.&amp;nbsp; I pick them up next Friday and I'll scan them and post them right away.&amp;nbsp; When we got back home and after naps, I took this pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N33TKejrNtQ/TgZaH_EYtSI/AAAAAAAABiY/h8GvCPsWBJg/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N33TKejrNtQ/TgZaH_EYtSI/AAAAAAAABiY/h8GvCPsWBJg/s400/021.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not so&amp;nbsp;coordinating, but Bailey loved it!&amp;nbsp; I will have to go back again in a couple of weeks to try round two for pictures.&amp;nbsp; I had Brooklynn in this adorable outfit and Bailey was wearing a matching pink tutu.&amp;nbsp; By that point in the session, Brooklynn was done with pictures.&amp;nbsp; I finally became a member of JCPenneys so now I'm going to go all the time--or at least that's the plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Those are my random musings for the day.&amp;nbsp; And yes, both the girls are sleeping right now so this is how I use my time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Anniversary to me and Brian today--6 years!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7002540978823712259?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7002540978823712259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7002540978823712259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7002540978823712259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7002540978823712259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-ever.html' title='Have You Ever. . .'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N33TKejrNtQ/TgZaH_EYtSI/AAAAAAAABiY/h8GvCPsWBJg/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-9117420758407113678</id><published>2011-06-21T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T16:24:30.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Domestic</title><content type='html'>Typically, I write about our life on the go.&amp;nbsp; Today I'm going to write about our time spent at home.&amp;nbsp; Bailey&amp;nbsp;woke up&amp;nbsp;sick Monday, so it's slightly forced time at home but it's been quite nice.&amp;nbsp; She started antibiotics yesterday so she's already feeling much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to make spiders for lunch.&amp;nbsp; I told Bailey this and she was very concerned.&amp;nbsp; "Mama are they real ones?" she asked me.&amp;nbsp; "Nope just fun ones that you can eat!" I replied.&amp;nbsp; Our lunch menu came from a picture that Keri sent me.&amp;nbsp; You're first reaction is going to be gross, but then secretly you'll decide that you want to try it too.&amp;nbsp; There's no better way to tell you about&amp;nbsp;cooking spiders for lunch&amp;nbsp;than through the pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz0Vv2PnS5Q/TgEiEmztkbI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZNv-2h0X-X0/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz0Vv2PnS5Q/TgEiEmztkbI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZNv-2h0X-X0/s400/038.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You start out by cutting the hot dogs (turkey&amp;nbsp;dogs)&amp;nbsp;into large chunks.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, her hands were washed and the cutting was supervised :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C04P6kmmBls/TgEiLqF06zI/AAAAAAAABg4/TRPLC2mb1bg/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C04P6kmmBls/TgEiLqF06zI/AAAAAAAABg4/TRPLC2mb1bg/s400/040.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we stuck thin spaghetti noodles (wheat ones so it can count as "healthy") through the hot dogs for the legs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LwyetLy5mQM/TgEiR3yRBgI/AAAAAAAABg8/2Qim8QS3Y8E/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LwyetLy5mQM/TgEiR3yRBgI/AAAAAAAABg8/2Qim8QS3Y8E/s400/042.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Added bonus to make it educational we talked about how many legs spiders have and counted the noodles as we put them in.&amp;nbsp; Bailey did break quite a few noodles, but she learned to slow down and they didn't break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X32fVuRJZz8/TgEiaVpISzI/AAAAAAAABhI/MQB2xVtffJU/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X32fVuRJZz8/TgEiaVpISzI/AAAAAAAABhI/MQB2xVtffJU/s400/045.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's our plate of spiders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eAEpE9K--fY/TgEigoYX7VI/AAAAAAAABhQ/BdZbWjFpr58/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eAEpE9K--fY/TgEigoYX7VI/AAAAAAAABhQ/BdZbWjFpr58/s400/039.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn watched everything happen.&amp;nbsp; By the time we were done, she had worn herself out and her head was sagging down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC9H4-WKGEQ/TgEinl9ldMI/AAAAAAAABhc/fj-RoCm3E7Y/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IC9H4-WKGEQ/TgEinl9ldMI/AAAAAAAABhc/fj-RoCm3E7Y/s400/047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We sang the "Itsy Bitsy Spider" as we put our spiders into the pot of boiling water.&amp;nbsp; It just made it a little bit more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sc-448iPdZA/TgEiuVhxcrI/AAAAAAAABhg/DOtYSe_tNQQ/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sc-448iPdZA/TgEiuVhxcrI/AAAAAAAABhg/DOtYSe_tNQQ/s400/048.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once the noodles were done, bon apetite!&amp;nbsp; We ate our delicious spiders.&amp;nbsp; I made Bailey also eat spider food--yogurt and peaches--so the spiders would have some food to eat in her tummy.&amp;nbsp; She probably thinks I'm crazy, but she did have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've also been looking up fun and easy crafts for us to make this summer.&amp;nbsp; Bailey loves making crafts thanks to Trisha!&amp;nbsp; So she asks me all the time to make crafts; I love that I have a crafty little girl.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another one of my domestic ventures was for Father's Day.&amp;nbsp; My dad loves cinnamon rolls, so I made him some from scratch.&amp;nbsp; I used to make bread and rolls all the time, but I haven't for quite a long time.&amp;nbsp; I pulled out the old recipe book on Sunday and went to work.&amp;nbsp; It was not hard at all and they were delicious!&amp;nbsp; I took a picture of them cooked, but before the cream cheese frosting.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWEFKedWRP4/TgEjLwtA5bI/AAAAAAAABiE/D2BoAmJdvdE/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sWEFKedWRP4/TgEjLwtA5bI/AAAAAAAABiE/D2BoAmJdvdE/s320/037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A tiny bite of heaven (once the frosting is on)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-esZjAXQmA1k/TgEi1tLf36I/AAAAAAAABho/ocvQET-hs3s/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-esZjAXQmA1k/TgEi1tLf36I/AAAAAAAABho/ocvQET-hs3s/s400/029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the girls on Father's Day.&amp;nbsp; They are wearing some of my latest and greatest headbands that I made.&amp;nbsp; I've been making them late at night while I'm up waiting to feed Brooklynn.&amp;nbsp; I love how cute they look--my girls and the headbands!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Uy8KYk0zO8/TgEi73RH6oI/AAAAAAAABhs/KEZ4P7_Cjng/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Uy8KYk0zO8/TgEi73RH6oI/AAAAAAAABhs/KEZ4P7_Cjng/s400/035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn is such a slobber monster.&amp;nbsp; Look closely to see how much of her dress is soaked with slobber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZh82VszMPc/TgEjCmMVisI/AAAAAAAABh0/SWt7uyNMNik/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PZh82VszMPc/TgEjCmMVisI/AAAAAAAABh0/SWt7uyNMNik/s400/020.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is where most of her slobber comes from.&amp;nbsp; She chews on her hands all day long and often will try the double fisted move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So that's the tale of my domestic adventures.&amp;nbsp; I'll be attempting lots more.&amp;nbsp; We'll see how they turn out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-9117420758407113678?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/9117420758407113678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=9117420758407113678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/9117420758407113678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/9117420758407113678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeling-domestic.html' title='Feeling Domestic'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vz0Vv2PnS5Q/TgEiEmztkbI/AAAAAAAABg0/ZNv-2h0X-X0/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-5605071260520642200</id><published>2011-06-16T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:27:35.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Fever</title><content type='html'>So we're just a little bit behind the trends here.&amp;nbsp; I know that everyone&amp;nbsp;has been playing this game for a while, but&amp;nbsp;my family just got the Just Dance game for the Wii.&amp;nbsp; Sunday, after Brooklynn's blessing and brunch, we decided to give the dance game a try.&amp;nbsp; Can I just say that we played it the rest of the day and night and that many of us were sore the next day?!&amp;nbsp; My family is just slightly competitive, so we really got into it.&amp;nbsp; We all took turns and even got my dad to dance too.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun and a serious workout (partially because we are really intense and partially because we (I'm) also really out of shape)!&amp;nbsp; We will be dancing it up for the rest of the summer.&amp;nbsp; If you're ever looking for&amp;nbsp;a dancing partner, just stop by.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pics of our very own So You Think You Can Dance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Moo8WjCyOQk/TfrwCV8stPI/AAAAAAAABfs/9qlHpx7JztQ/s1600/342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Moo8WjCyOQk/TfrwCV8stPI/AAAAAAAABfs/9qlHpx7JztQ/s400/342.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Brian's one and only appearance for the night.&amp;nbsp; I love that Brian and Kyle (and Kate) are all doing totally differnet moves.&amp;nbsp; Which one do you think is right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-exaX15_gO9A/TfrwkFyo5pI/AAAAAAAABfw/XqvLCg78rWA/s1600/346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-exaX15_gO9A/TfrwkFyo5pI/AAAAAAAABfw/XqvLCg78rWA/s400/346.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In perfect sync!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnq_YNm6nQ/TfrxAR9wqWI/AAAAAAAABgA/Pu1xI7zubmc/s1600/352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OCnq_YNm6nQ/TfrxAR9wqWI/AAAAAAAABgA/Pu1xI7zubmc/s400/352.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ty &amp;amp; Tera breaking a sweat.&amp;nbsp; Ty thinks he's the reigning champ in the house, but I propose a challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fQUu7ZEl228/TfrxfnX-_2I/AAAAAAAABgE/5wCFy9qBXpA/s1600/367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fQUu7ZEl228/TfrxfnX-_2I/AAAAAAAABgE/5wCFy9qBXpA/s400/367.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Dad and Kyle doing Viva Las Vegas.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of a blurry picture, but I love that they are right in step with one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRdpaXwjgms/TfrxmXjT1uI/AAAAAAAABgI/0XhZGwLdT-0/s1600/371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mRdpaXwjgms/TfrxmXjT1uI/AAAAAAAABgI/0XhZGwLdT-0/s400/371.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Toni looks like a real pro dancer with this sweet move!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLoJ0jQLujY/TfrxtzPNu7I/AAAAAAAABgQ/psQZZMY_d30/s1600/384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLoJ0jQLujY/TfrxtzPNu7I/AAAAAAAABgQ/psQZZMY_d30/s400/384.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Half way through the day we started doing duets--they were hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po1O2AVMPec/Tfrx0h9_OYI/AAAAAAAABgU/LAdGuzi5PKA/s1600/388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-po1O2AVMPec/Tfrx0h9_OYI/AAAAAAAABgU/LAdGuzi5PKA/s400/388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea what this song was, but they both look great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77Am6ChnZhg/Tfrx8Bk63BI/AAAAAAAABgc/nXZRjuwobak/s1600/395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77Am6ChnZhg/Tfrx8Bk63BI/AAAAAAAABgc/nXZRjuwobak/s400/395.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even the kids can play.&amp;nbsp; They only score a few hundred points if they're lucky, but they loved it.&amp;nbsp; Notice how Kate is quietly dancing in the background of most of the other pictures.&amp;nbsp; She was doing really well and won the award for most coordinated kid dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keri and CJ you guys better be practicing for when you guys come down.&amp;nbsp; I know you think you're so great, but we are ready for the challenge!!&amp;nbsp; I'm going to go buy the Michael Jackson one this weekend and be ready to have a major dance off.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait because I know the two of you are just a little intense :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-5605071260520642200?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5605071260520642200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=5605071260520642200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5605071260520642200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5605071260520642200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/dance-fever.html' title='Dance Fever'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Moo8WjCyOQk/TfrwCV8stPI/AAAAAAAABfs/9qlHpx7JztQ/s72-c/342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-5912843313587260419</id><published>2011-06-15T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T18:11:16.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old Today</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it's already been three months since Brooklynn was born.&amp;nbsp; It just seems like she's been with us forever.&amp;nbsp; She truly is my dream baby!&amp;nbsp; She is an excellent sleeper both day and night.&amp;nbsp; I always say that she's a great #2 baby because she is really good on the go, and we're on the go all the time.&amp;nbsp; At three months old, her skills, likes, accomplishments, and milestones are few, but she does have some.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to: stare at the fan, listen to me sing (she just stares and smiles), eat (I think she would eat all day if she could), get bundled up and go to sleep, chew on her hands,&amp;nbsp;and sneak a peek at the TV any chance she can.&amp;nbsp; She is smiling more and more each day and I swear she laughed a little bit today.&amp;nbsp; I just bundled her up to go to bed and I looked down at her smiling face.&amp;nbsp; I said, "Ohhhh" and she had a little chuckle.&amp;nbsp; I kept making that sound and it must be an inside joke with her because she kept laughing (just a tiny bit).&amp;nbsp; I can't wait until she can actually laugh for real at things.&amp;nbsp; She is really strong and loves to hold up her head.&amp;nbsp; She's so grown up that she now likes to be held facing out.&amp;nbsp; I put her in the Bumbo the other day and she is almost ready to sit up and join the real world.&amp;nbsp; She does not like tummy time or being hungry.&amp;nbsp; I love my little Brooklynn and I'm so glad she's a part of our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday we blessed her in church.&amp;nbsp; It was such a great day.&amp;nbsp; All of the family was here--even my Grandma and Grandpa Mosher drove down for the special day.&amp;nbsp; She wore the beautiful blessing dress that my Grandma Miller made for me when I was blessed.&amp;nbsp; The dress has now been worn 7 of us--me, Tera, Toni, Keri, Kate, Bailey, Josi, and Brooklynn.&amp;nbsp; I love it because I feel like Grandma Miller is there with us on the special day.&amp;nbsp; I sent Brian up with a bottle for the blessing just in case.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he was in front of the chapel, she started to cry but quickly stopped when she had her bottle.&amp;nbsp; Brian gave a great blessing, but he sounded a little bit like Darth Vader.&amp;nbsp; It was a horrible microphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first hour of church, we headed back to my parents' house for a yummy brunch.&amp;nbsp; We had a photo session with Brooklynn in her dress, but she was more interested in her hands than she was at smiling.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to have to do a take two and try again to get some smiling pictures.&amp;nbsp; It was a wonderful day and so much fun to spend it with our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the day through pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmdAonvO0Co/TflSqBLrCAI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dkazjpkPxs/s1600/220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmdAonvO0Co/TflSqBLrCAI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dkazjpkPxs/s400/220.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the whole crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYfxvKlRKDY/TflSxzqSfhI/AAAAAAAABdk/gjfK6ht3vhg/s1600/223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYfxvKlRKDY/TflSxzqSfhI/AAAAAAAABdk/gjfK6ht3vhg/s400/223.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfDX8_U6dsE/TflS3C19QhI/AAAAAAAABdw/u2dNgkw9New/s1600/227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZfDX8_U6dsE/TflS3C19QhI/AAAAAAAABdw/u2dNgkw9New/s400/227.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey was not a fan of taking pictures after church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7TPY0ej5Ks/TflS-KhPXSI/AAAAAAAABd4/gDmzVCh_PN0/s1600/233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T7TPY0ej5Ks/TflS-KhPXSI/AAAAAAAABd4/gDmzVCh_PN0/s400/233.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our family with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Mosher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhX80W1QbZQ/TflTNW_wpyI/AAAAAAAABeE/oQE6ek-vdn8/s1600/242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qhX80W1QbZQ/TflTNW_wpyI/AAAAAAAABeE/oQE6ek-vdn8/s400/242.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvr-HYw4YTw/TflTVRW2TiI/AAAAAAAABeM/yYYDtiKrYUU/s1600/248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rvr-HYw4YTw/TflTVRW2TiI/AAAAAAAABeM/yYYDtiKrYUU/s400/248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute coordinating family pic of Kyle &amp;amp; Sam's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo3iOgNHLYQ/TflTb651-XI/AAAAAAAABeQ/g4XEBz2uQGQ/s1600/253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vo3iOgNHLYQ/TflTb651-XI/AAAAAAAABeQ/g4XEBz2uQGQ/s400/253.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with my Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZWMoWpRsM4/TflTiHzQk9I/AAAAAAAABeY/A0p-TAFLpqs/s1600/259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mZWMoWpRsM4/TflTiHzQk9I/AAAAAAAABeY/A0p-TAFLpqs/s400/259.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Handsome Owen &amp;amp; Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ2pf3Iy6pI/TflTuTfFozI/AAAAAAAABeg/7FchVzk6WLA/s1600/238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CQ2pf3Iy6pI/TflTuTfFozI/AAAAAAAABeg/7FchVzk6WLA/s400/238.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron and Josi showing off her new trick of pointing or saying how old she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBpGSgBKd-Y/TflT16SG8wI/AAAAAAAABek/m_sl0UrHThQ/s1600/261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBpGSgBKd-Y/TflT16SG8wI/AAAAAAAABek/m_sl0UrHThQ/s400/261.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with Roxann and Dan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qza7Ll6a5Eg/TflT6apgD8I/AAAAAAAABeo/gSiDmBVgjC8/s1600/266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qza7Ll6a5Eg/TflT6apgD8I/AAAAAAAABeo/gSiDmBVgjC8/s400/266.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is in her angel&amp;nbsp;baby dress that my Grandma Miller made for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GN2vIqt_Bhw/TflUKtYtVdI/AAAAAAAABe0/LwhxQvUGnBk/s1600/296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GN2vIqt_Bhw/TflUKtYtVdI/AAAAAAAABe0/LwhxQvUGnBk/s400/296.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWrXzH-0xpo/TflUS0hej2I/AAAAAAAABe4/Iefpc4NN6zc/s1600/299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xWrXzH-0xpo/TflUS0hej2I/AAAAAAAABe4/Iefpc4NN6zc/s400/299.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture captures how she felt during her photo session.&amp;nbsp; All she wanted to do was chew on her delicious hand--no smiles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLqQOhU5gJA/TflUZ92fRuI/AAAAAAAABe8/Z_kXBJ-4ifw/s1600/308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLqQOhU5gJA/TflUZ92fRuI/AAAAAAAABe8/Z_kXBJ-4ifw/s400/308.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;until the dress came off, but she's still chewing on her hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CK_CWt_Jvxs/TflUgrZAJGI/AAAAAAAABfI/hSwo-y2xLXw/s1600/327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CK_CWt_Jvxs/TflUgrZAJGI/AAAAAAAABfI/hSwo-y2xLXw/s400/327.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the best smile we got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ad7qfEkyBLk/TflUq4A6PaI/AAAAAAAABfU/GQpf8cxYJVY/s1600/314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ad7qfEkyBLk/TflUq4A6PaI/AAAAAAAABfU/GQpf8cxYJVY/s400/314.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But she quickly turned back into focusing on those hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76f0MFZLG5M/TflUybHbUwI/AAAAAAAABfY/gJYFUg-AIx0/s1600/330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76f0MFZLG5M/TflUybHbUwI/AAAAAAAABfY/gJYFUg-AIx0/s400/330.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's half of the table at our lovely brunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YshVzkey18/TflU5_kNBCI/AAAAAAAABfc/tq79gxljAsA/s1600/334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YshVzkey18/TflU5_kNBCI/AAAAAAAABfc/tq79gxljAsA/s400/334.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was just talking away to Grandma Mosher.&amp;nbsp; Grandma said that she was telling her all her secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhOtp29oV30/TflVBkZAgkI/AAAAAAAABfk/cXrOwKZ8aiM/s1600/337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhOtp29oV30/TflVBkZAgkI/AAAAAAAABfk/cXrOwKZ8aiM/s400/337.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Mosher with the two newest members of their ever-growing family.&amp;nbsp; We had an early birthday party for Josi since she's turing one at the end of this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-5912843313587260419?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5912843313587260419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=5912843313587260419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5912843313587260419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5912843313587260419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/3-months-old-today.html' title='3 Months Old Today'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QmdAonvO0Co/TflSqBLrCAI/AAAAAAAABdg/7dkazjpkPxs/s72-c/220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-2551682174162172570</id><published>2011-06-15T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:31:48.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Week Ever! (as Bailey would say)</title><content type='html'>Last week Kyle, Sam, and the kids were in town for a vacation.&amp;nbsp; They recently moved up to Oregon, so it was so much fun to hang out with them.&amp;nbsp; We packed the 10 days with fun activities for everyone; we were on the go the entire time.&amp;nbsp; We didn't realize it until yesterday before they were going to leave that the kids got along perfectly.&amp;nbsp; Last time Kate, Owen, and Bailey were together for a long time there was a lot of fighting, crying, screaming, and other fun stuff.&amp;nbsp; This time it was pretty peaceful with very little fighting.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's because they're all getting so much older and wiser!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chg74uz1Ut8/TfhMrT1Ln-I/AAAAAAAABak/6pbwkdeK5Yk/s1600/407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chg74uz1Ut8/TfhMrT1Ln-I/AAAAAAAABak/6pbwkdeK5Yk/s400/407.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best Buds: this is right before they left to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when Bailey woke up she asked when we could go play with her cousins today.&amp;nbsp; When I proceeded to tell her that they went home last night, and that their home is far away, she began to bawl her eyes out.&amp;nbsp; She was truly heart broken that her cousins weren't there to play all day long.&amp;nbsp; I'm so sad that they live to far away, but we aren't going to let the distance keep these kids apart.&amp;nbsp; It's important to us that they stay close friends forever.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun hanging out everyday and I can't wait until Christmas when we can all be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our fun filled week in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got in Saturday afternoon, so we just hung out at the house and played games.&amp;nbsp; Sunday was a regular church day.&amp;nbsp; I had to post these pictures of Bailey and Brooklynn because they looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-eC3oUmg_M/TfhMxHK6lpI/AAAAAAAABao/LEZ9FKEjN2M/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8-eC3oUmg_M/TfhMxHK6lpI/AAAAAAAABao/LEZ9FKEjN2M/s400/006.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey was a little patriotic in her dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLmLgcBGu0Q/TfhM4UCTBcI/AAAAAAAABas/x4hFK1g-sfQ/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DLmLgcBGu0Q/TfhM4UCTBcI/AAAAAAAABas/x4hFK1g-sfQ/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was a tiny ballerina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tuesday was Legoland day.&amp;nbsp; None of us had ever been before, so we didn't know what to expect.&amp;nbsp; My mom was a chaperone with her school for the day, but really she chaperoned all of us.&amp;nbsp; It was great because she was able to buy tickets for all of us through her school for a true bargain.&amp;nbsp; It was slightly crowded because of all the schools that were there, but it was still fun.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70GDZ6OYLZI/TfhNDb9ialI/AAAAAAAABa0/5mP7tMD0ZME/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-70GDZ6OYLZI/TfhNDb9ialI/AAAAAAAABa0/5mP7tMD0ZME/s400/039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's most of us--Tera, Kyle, Ty, Owen, Kate, Mom, and Bailey.&amp;nbsp; Toni, Sam, Josi, Brooklynn, and I weren't in the picture, but we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The rides were pretty slow, but the kids loved them.&amp;nbsp; They rode planes, helipcopters, and cars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iJWd5n08Yo/TfhNKRJZGdI/AAAAAAAABa4/OIzSJFIjQEA/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3iJWd5n08Yo/TfhNKRJZGdI/AAAAAAAABa4/OIzSJFIjQEA/s320/042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zkQQTJWBnY/TfhNQS4LrFI/AAAAAAAABbA/3pZlMYTmeZw/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1zkQQTJWBnY/TfhNQS4LrFI/AAAAAAAABbA/3pZlMYTmeZw/s320/044.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjQ2HmBL9SA/TfhNX1ikXDI/AAAAAAAABbE/uwqcYw_pvU8/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QjQ2HmBL9SA/TfhNX1ikXDI/AAAAAAAABbE/uwqcYw_pvU8/s320/043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtn8bJCsINo/TfhNePtqzVI/AAAAAAAABbI/4k3ror3Uc5c/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rtn8bJCsINo/TfhNePtqzVI/AAAAAAAABbI/4k3ror3Uc5c/s320/045.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9jzLdady-M/TfhNkYCa_oI/AAAAAAAABbQ/kp41L8TMeEE/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E9jzLdady-M/TfhNkYCa_oI/AAAAAAAABbQ/kp41L8TMeEE/s400/050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn was a dream baby and slept in the carrier for a really long time.&amp;nbsp; We couldn't resist a picture of her adorable sleeping face.&amp;nbsp; Later in the day an lady came up and moved her hat because it was covering her face.&amp;nbsp; I said, "Yes, because she's sleeping, or should I say was sleeping."&amp;nbsp; I wasn't very happy with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyxY1_np10o/TfhNqJzqK6I/AAAAAAAABbU/ILWU2Hxc6Nk/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyxY1_np10o/TfhNqJzqK6I/AAAAAAAABbU/ILWU2Hxc6Nk/s400/052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a classic Josi face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUBY8uBVX6E/TfhNxF5VhsI/AAAAAAAABbY/tCeYMKoPTzo/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dUBY8uBVX6E/TfhNxF5VhsI/AAAAAAAABbY/tCeYMKoPTzo/s400/066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kids really did love all the legos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGuPSjVTMgg/TfhN3qYv6GI/AAAAAAAABbk/C0z8fzZA9SE/s1600/074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGuPSjVTMgg/TfhN3qYv6GI/AAAAAAAABbk/C0z8fzZA9SE/s320/074.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhnoVYVpnIE/TfhOAM4LccI/AAAAAAAABbs/1_nhYisQ9dA/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhnoVYVpnIE/TfhOAM4LccI/AAAAAAAABbs/1_nhYisQ9dA/s320/080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SOjyHpy-iU/TfhOL6UHEwI/AAAAAAAABbw/LlVCv5YlFAg/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3SOjyHpy-iU/TfhOL6UHEwI/AAAAAAAABbw/LlVCv5YlFAg/s400/087.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They had an entire Star Wars land made of legos.&amp;nbsp; We had to pose with Chewy and R2D2.&amp;nbsp; (This picture is for Trisha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMHrVh-E9L8/TfhOSp8HyTI/AAAAAAAABb0/x5ElNCQJDQk/s1600/117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LMHrVh-E9L8/TfhOSp8HyTI/AAAAAAAABb0/x5ElNCQJDQk/s400/117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was my favorite ride.&amp;nbsp; The kids were all able to drive a car around a mini track all by themselves.&amp;nbsp; The worker girl asked each of the kids how old they were to make sure that none of them were too young or old.&amp;nbsp; The kids are the ulitmate lie detectors!&amp;nbsp; We weren't sure how they were going to do, but I was sure excited to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ehlhl3o0DU/TfhOdszm2AI/AAAAAAAABb8/iBp5otGD0ag/s1600/118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ehlhl3o0DU/TfhOdszm2AI/AAAAAAAABb8/iBp5otGD0ag/s400/118.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey and Kate on the straight away.&amp;nbsp; This was a rare moment when Bailey wasn't crashed into the side of the track.&amp;nbsp; If I had to rank them, Owen would come in first, followed by Kate, and finally Bailey.&amp;nbsp; We were cracking up the entire time at their driving skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ6wKf57m6o/TfhOj0EQfvI/AAAAAAAABcA/lFOJuTa6k2o/s1600/126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GJ6wKf57m6o/TfhOj0EQfvI/AAAAAAAABcA/lFOJuTa6k2o/s400/126.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After their time on the track was over, they each got a driver's license.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQqzi8KTS7Q/TfhOqa87ckI/AAAAAAAABcE/LW0y_erM9P0/s1600/129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sQqzi8KTS7Q/TfhOqa87ckI/AAAAAAAABcE/LW0y_erM9P0/s400/129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were all excited, despite these slightly solemn faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday were all beach days.&amp;nbsp; The first two days were great weather; the second two beach days were cold and even misty!&amp;nbsp; Kids don't care about the weather, they just want to enjoy the beach, sand, and water.&amp;nbsp; They were all great beach kids and lasted many hours all four days.&amp;nbsp; It was great because after we were done with the beach, we'd simply walk up to the Carlsbad Inn (where Kyle and Sam were staying)and jump into the pool to swim and clean off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xTClxdWl-WY/TfhOypV8xdI/AAAAAAAABcM/scn3FJmD54A/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xTClxdWl-WY/TfhOypV8xdI/AAAAAAAABcM/scn3FJmD54A/s400/151.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was a sunny day.&amp;nbsp; Bailey could not be bothered to even look at the camera--much better things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p870cc0AZ-A/TfhO4qlj0SI/AAAAAAAABcQ/KJ9lk6vG7uc/s1600/157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p870cc0AZ-A/TfhO4qlj0SI/AAAAAAAABcQ/KJ9lk6vG7uc/s400/157.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josi is one cool chick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ixs7YBHXzs/TfhPC9p7YGI/AAAAAAAABcY/IkMMiWIk7Ls/s1600/158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ixs7YBHXzs/TfhPC9p7YGI/AAAAAAAABcY/IkMMiWIk7Ls/s400/158.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Toni's favorite picture to prove that Josi actually liked her.&amp;nbsp; Josi was hesitant all week to jump into anyone's arms, except for Ty.&amp;nbsp; She loved Ty!&amp;nbsp; So all week we all tried to be her friend, but she didn't truly give in until the last day.&amp;nbsp; We know that deep down she loves all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1Tldw0xp_k/TfhPQaogq3I/AAAAAAAABcc/duNYHjtaXHQ/s1600/161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1Tldw0xp_k/TfhPQaogq3I/AAAAAAAABcc/duNYHjtaXHQ/s400/161.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was moments after my mom was teaching Owen one of the finer skills in life--going to the bathroom at the beach.&amp;nbsp; She was trying to get him to just go while sitting on the sand and none of us were paying attention to the waves.&amp;nbsp; Right at the wrong moment, a wave came up and kind of crashed on Owen.&amp;nbsp; The water went right up to his face!&amp;nbsp; He survived, but might possibly be scarred for life from this experience.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmvMiss5xmE/TfhPWkvhY1I/AAAAAAAABcg/in02oKWCTVE/s1600/166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WmvMiss5xmE/TfhPWkvhY1I/AAAAAAAABcg/in02oKWCTVE/s400/166.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josi loved looking at all of the birds at the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlklvWbGMQE/TfhPduZ1xOI/AAAAAAAABco/2bR6viDvKhQ/s1600/174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tlklvWbGMQE/TfhPduZ1xOI/AAAAAAAABco/2bR6viDvKhQ/s400/174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_bCCe_Xx18/TfhPk9AVOEI/AAAAAAAABcs/0ibXK3xt4UE/s1600/186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_bCCe_Xx18/TfhPk9AVOEI/AAAAAAAABcs/0ibXK3xt4UE/s400/186.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Twinners!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lcHonA2bZU/TfhPrq1FEBI/AAAAAAAABc4/pvVHZd5i1Hc/s1600/204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lcHonA2bZU/TfhPrq1FEBI/AAAAAAAABc4/pvVHZd5i1Hc/s400/204.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was one of our cold and cloudy days, but they didn't care.&amp;nbsp; They ran and played all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjchchZLJQw/TfhP0QKV7CI/AAAAAAAABdA/i_edQaZIZTc/s1600/197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IjchchZLJQw/TfhP0QKV7CI/AAAAAAAABdA/i_edQaZIZTc/s400/197.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn got all dressed up for the beach--such a beach beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday we had a big BBQ at my parents' house.&amp;nbsp; It was for fun, for Josi's birthday, and because we had a big jumpy.&amp;nbsp; This thing was awesome!!&amp;nbsp; It had three slides, a bball hoop, a pool area at the bottom, and it sprayed water.&amp;nbsp; All of the kids that were over played on it for at least an hour.&amp;nbsp; I kind of want to buy one from Costco.&amp;nbsp; If I had a big yard, I probably would, so I guess it's a good thing that I don't have a yard.&amp;nbsp; They played until they were worn out for the day.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukw6ozHlv0g/TfhQNXVW8aI/AAAAAAAABdU/mkBHI8olq2s/s1600/215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ukw6ozHlv0g/TfhQNXVW8aI/AAAAAAAABdU/mkBHI8olq2s/s400/215.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron was able to come down Saturday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; What a good uncle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ-Iljh8tnw/TfhQTSuVlAI/AAAAAAAABdY/Ltv0lbDk60Q/s1600/218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJ-Iljh8tnw/TfhQTSuVlAI/AAAAAAAABdY/Ltv0lbDk60Q/s400/218.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey wore herself out--not only from the day but the entire week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Throughout the week we also squeezed in: Xmen movie, Sushi lunch, Padres game, Super 8, lunch at Harbor Fish, shopping, and lots of games.&amp;nbsp; It was such a fun week with almost the whole family together (Toni stayed down the entire week!).&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad that Kyle and Sam were willing to make the super long drive.&amp;nbsp; I truly am already looking forward to Christmas when we'll all be together again.&amp;nbsp; I feel so lucky to have such a wonderful family who actually enjoy spending time together!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-2551682174162172570?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2551682174162172570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=2551682174162172570' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2551682174162172570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2551682174162172570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/week-of-fun.html' title='The Best Week Ever! (as Bailey would say)'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Chg74uz1Ut8/TfhMrT1Ln-I/AAAAAAAABak/6pbwkdeK5Yk/s72-c/407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-4588763487403733406</id><published>2011-06-03T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T23:57:45.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin' the Life</title><content type='html'>I love my life!&amp;nbsp; I love being home with my two girls every day.&amp;nbsp; You won't find us home much of the time, but at least it's an option if we want it.&amp;nbsp; Our days are filled with beach, swim lessons, Disneyland, play dates at the park, shopping, or whatever we want to do.&amp;nbsp; I even cleaned my floors yesterday!&amp;nbsp; Because we've been so busy, I haven't been posting much at all.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but right after Brooklynn was born we bought these 2 day Disneyland passes.&amp;nbsp; Those two days quickly turned into annual passes and every Wednesday has been Disney day!&amp;nbsp; We pick up Toni on the way up there and then meet Becky, Hailey, and Chloe.&amp;nbsp; Most of the days we even stayed until close--my girls are troopers!&amp;nbsp; It does make it a lot easier that Toni is able to come with us.&amp;nbsp; Brooklynn usually just sleeps and eats the day away.&amp;nbsp; Bailey has been able to ride the tru big kid rides.&amp;nbsp; A couple of weeks ago, Toni and Aaron took her on Tower or Terror and Big Thunder Mountain.&amp;nbsp; She said it was scary, but fun and she talks about it all the time.&amp;nbsp; She is 39 1/2 inches tall and you have to be 40 inches.&amp;nbsp; We have been stuffing folded up napkins in her shoes, but this last time Toni just bought her some flip flops with enough height to make it work.&amp;nbsp; This last week was the best Disney day yet!&amp;nbsp; We went on the sneak peak of the new Little Mermaid ride.&amp;nbsp; It was a very cute ride.&amp;nbsp; I wish that Disney Wednesday&amp;nbsp;could last all year long, but we didn't have enough money for those passes.&amp;nbsp; We still have one more chance to go this summer, but it may be too crowded even for us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Okhz2TUK8Y/TenPwxWinyI/AAAAAAAABZw/YXYpn5KEurM/s1600/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Okhz2TUK8Y/TenPwxWinyI/AAAAAAAABZw/YXYpn5KEurM/s400/image.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are on the Buzz Lightyear ride.&amp;nbsp; I love the look on all of our faces.&amp;nbsp; Also notice my super high score--baby and all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In addition to all of our fun adventures, Bailey has been saying some super awesome stuff lately.&amp;nbsp; Two nights ago, she said the best dinner prayer I've ever heard.&amp;nbsp; It went a little something like this:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"Bless that daddy will give me blessings and keep the monsters away so they don't come in our house; bless Brooklynn so she won't throw up; bless mommy will be safe."&amp;nbsp; There was more, but that was the best part.&amp;nbsp; I kept looking at her in amazement because her prayers usually just bless the food and amen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That night when I went into her room before I went to bed, I noticed that she had her field hockey stick next to her.&amp;nbsp; In the morning I asked her why.&amp;nbsp; She said, "To bash the monsters with!"&amp;nbsp; I don't know why&amp;nbsp; she is kind of obsessed with monsters lately, but if her field hockey stick keeps her safe that's great.&amp;nbsp; She has a great imagination and uses it often.&amp;nbsp; She will&amp;nbsp; just play with her toys and make up beautiful songs and funny stories.&amp;nbsp; And on most days lately, being three isn't that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's also in swim lessons and, finally, loving it!&amp;nbsp; The first three lessons she cried and tried to grab onto her teacher for dear life.&amp;nbsp; I don't know why she was so scared.&amp;nbsp; I think it was because she usually had one big intake of water through her nose.&amp;nbsp; I am not above bribing her to do things, so we started getting kids cones from McDonalds if she did good.&amp;nbsp; Both lessons this week were awesome!&amp;nbsp; She is doing so well and she might even start learning how to actually swim.&amp;nbsp; I'll bring my camera next week to take a pic of Bailey and Hailey at swim.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brooklynn has been such an angel baby.&amp;nbsp; The past couple of nights she goes down around 8:00ish, then I waker her up to eat around 11-12 and then she's down for the night.&amp;nbsp; She wakes up between 7-7:30!&amp;nbsp; It truly is amazing!!&amp;nbsp; She smiles so much more now and really wants to be able to talk.&amp;nbsp; She makes adorable little sounds if you talk to her.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if it's because there's so much less stress with Brooklynn compared to Bailey, but I'm enjoying this stage so much more.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Other family&amp;nbsp;news:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1.  My sister Tera graduated with her Masters.  Yeah for Master Miller!  I'm so excited for her that she never has to write another paper again.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad that we were all able to help her celebrate her big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t0voNP33yEU/TenUlQzLkJI/AAAAAAAABZ0/O2QbIBuTMkI/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t0voNP33yEU/TenUlQzLkJI/AAAAAAAABZ0/O2QbIBuTMkI/s400/047.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture of Tera!&amp;nbsp; She looks so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfwXJmwSRko/TenUsOa_KFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/BSBUfGqUzY4/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gfwXJmwSRko/TenUsOa_KFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/BSBUfGqUzY4/s320/022.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I agree with Brooklynn that graduations are a little boring.&amp;nbsp; The only exciting part is screaming as loud as you can for the person who is graduating.&amp;nbsp; I'd like to think that our family is always the loudest.&amp;nbsp; Our screaming did wake Brooklynn up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bn-yisDWvU/TenU0ljR4CI/AAAAAAAABaA/h_g5Ps2ZY_w/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bn-yisDWvU/TenU0ljR4CI/AAAAAAAABaA/h_g5Ps2ZY_w/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad enjoying the cermony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCBeTcR7V08/TenU9Wb06MI/AAAAAAAABaI/0TcofGEzmXo/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HCBeTcR7V08/TenU9Wb06MI/AAAAAAAABaI/0TcofGEzmXo/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm, what should I major in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFv-adVeNu8/TenVD-L2wPI/AAAAAAAABaM/x0QUkKgXtNU/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFv-adVeNu8/TenVD-L2wPI/AAAAAAAABaM/x0QUkKgXtNU/s400/042.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Toni &amp;amp; Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WdzgQhcCy8/TenVK3o9DyI/AAAAAAAABaQ/is7DY8UlNHo/s1600/057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WdzgQhcCy8/TenVK3o9DyI/AAAAAAAABaQ/is7DY8UlNHo/s400/057.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tera and her friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgjeAuvpXPE/TenVUA2u6VI/AAAAAAAABaY/YCN7xBHXF0w/s1600/082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zgjeAuvpXPE/TenVUA2u6VI/AAAAAAAABaY/YCN7xBHXF0w/s400/082.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A sugar addict at such a young age.&amp;nbsp; Look closely and you'll see that she's hugging a candy bar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Toni got a job.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if I should celebrate or cry.&amp;nbsp; I'm happy for her to finally end her search for a job.&amp;nbsp; But I'm sad that we won't be able to hang out all the time.&amp;nbsp; It's been so much fun to have Toni around.&amp;nbsp; I will be sad and Bailey will be sadder :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Kyle, Sam, Kate, Owen, and Josi are on their way here!!&amp;nbsp; They'll be here for about 10 days!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to see them--especially baby Josi who is almost 1 year old.&amp;nbsp; We'll have almost the whole family together for a week and I can't wait!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-4588763487403733406?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4588763487403733406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=4588763487403733406' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4588763487403733406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4588763487403733406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/06/livin-life.html' title='Livin&apos; the Life'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--Okhz2TUK8Y/TenPwxWinyI/AAAAAAAABZw/YXYpn5KEurM/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7581307678518381956</id><published>2011-05-16T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T23:28:44.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles, Rainboots, &amp; S'mores</title><content type='html'>Brooklynn was 2 months old yesterday!&amp;nbsp; It's kind of crazy how quickly two months have flown by.&amp;nbsp; My philosophy is since I'm not working, I'm going to take full advantage of my time off--even with a tiny baby!&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness that Brooklynn is an angel baby and sleeps magically most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4-dCUSytFw/TdIQQpCbVvI/AAAAAAAABZI/Y3u7bK7Zh7E/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4-dCUSytFw/TdIQQpCbVvI/AAAAAAAABZI/Y3u7bK7Zh7E/s400/044.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing bubbles is one of her favorite activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last week we took Brooklynn to see the GI specialist again.&amp;nbsp; The good news--she's up past her birth weight!&amp;nbsp; She officially weighs 9 pounds 12 ounces.&amp;nbsp; So in her first two months of life, it took her one month to lose a pound and another month to gain it back and add one more.&amp;nbsp; Her official diagnosis is: idiopathic neonatal hepatitis.&amp;nbsp; Try to say that quickly!&amp;nbsp; In a really fancy way it means that some babies get hepatitis and they don't know why.&amp;nbsp; Don't let the term hepatitis scare you; it simply means that her liver is inflammed and hepatitis is the technical medical term for that.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said that it will go away within the first year and that there are no permanent side effects or damage because of it.&amp;nbsp; That's all I wanted to hear.&amp;nbsp; We still have to monitor this for a while with regular lab work and weight checks, but she's a tough little girl who can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jbknqJ_2FM/TdIRgQRizXI/AAAAAAAABZg/77WzP5wsmbo/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jbknqJ_2FM/TdIRgQRizXI/AAAAAAAABZg/77WzP5wsmbo/s400/013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loves her right hand and she's getting pretty good at getting it to her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At two months old, here are her list of likes:&amp;nbsp; the ceiling fan in our room will occupy her time for a while, eating all day long, any song that I sing to her (she thinks I'm the greatest singer that ever lived), taking naps, her right fist (it finds its way to her mouth quite often), being held, this crazy sound I make to get her to smile, and any machine that makes loud noises (vacuum, car, hair dryer, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiTNnb64ldo/TdIRsb8FmZI/AAAAAAAABZk/tJecmIwpoyQ/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DiTNnb64ldo/TdIRsb8FmZI/AAAAAAAABZk/tJecmIwpoyQ/s400/029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some more bubbles and a smile!&lt;/div&gt;We also made a trip to Disneyland&amp;nbsp;last week.&amp;nbsp; We bought those two day SoCal passes a while ago and they had to be used by last Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Brian couldn't take a day off of work, so I brought Tera with us.&amp;nbsp; We picked up Toni along the way and met Becky, Hailey, and Chloe there.&amp;nbsp; Bailey loved having all of her favorite people there.&amp;nbsp; It was so fun to watch Bailey and Hailey run around and talk about Disneyland all day.&amp;nbsp; Around 2:00 we left to meet up with my parents and grandparents for lunch and the Sullivans left for the day.&amp;nbsp; We had a wonderful late Mother's Day lunch with the family and then headed back for more fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFygu0QBJoM/TdIPFnwxNfI/AAAAAAAABYY/0N3nZBsR5Dg/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFygu0QBJoM/TdIPFnwxNfI/AAAAAAAABYY/0N3nZBsR5Dg/s400/002.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We saw the scary Queen of Hearts on our way into Disneyland.&amp;nbsp; Bailey couldn't decide if she was scared or happy to see her, but she was brave enough to take the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69mMJbZjt98/TdIPZOfALtI/AAAAAAAABYc/WImOVBSvt9g/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-69mMJbZjt98/TdIPZOfALtI/AAAAAAAABYc/WImOVBSvt9g/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so much fun having Tera with us and the girls loved it!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrVEJtmgTnk/TdIPfU5wruI/AAAAAAAABYg/y70tXTD6ZcA/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lrVEJtmgTnk/TdIPfU5wruI/AAAAAAAABYg/y70tXTD6ZcA/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They loved the teacups.&amp;nbsp; It was practically impossible to get a picture with both of them smiling and looking at the camera.&amp;nbsp; There was just so much for them to look at.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2YObhyYgfU/TdIPlVzzowI/AAAAAAAABYo/Lb3Ln91GI1o/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2YObhyYgfU/TdIPlVzzowI/AAAAAAAABYo/Lb3Ln91GI1o/s400/015.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happily waiting in line, as Bailey would say, "This is the best day ever!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to California Adventure on our return trip.&amp;nbsp; Since it was getting a bit chilly, Toni put Bailey's rainboots in the stroller just in case her feet got cold.&amp;nbsp; (Don't ask why her boots were in the car, but I ended up being really happy they were.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toni watched the girls so Tera and I could go on the Tower of Terror; it was an awesome ride.&amp;nbsp; Then we walked over to the other side of the park to ride the giant Ferris wheel.&amp;nbsp; This ride surprised all of us and was lots of fun.&amp;nbsp; We then continued to walk around the carnival rides to see what Bailey could ride; she was just a little bit too short for most of them.&amp;nbsp; Then we had a brilliant idea--put on the rainboots to make her tall enough!&amp;nbsp; The idea worked!!&amp;nbsp; Bailey was able to ride any ride with a 40 inch minimum requirement.&amp;nbsp; (It reminded me of when I was little and my mom shoved empty cups into the heels of my tennis shoes to make me tall enough to go on a ride at Magic Mountain.&amp;nbsp; I learned so many useful parenting tips from my mother!)&amp;nbsp; Due to her new found height, Bailey was even able to go on Soaring Over California.&amp;nbsp; She loved it!&amp;nbsp; She said that she was flying like a bird and wasn't scared one bit.&amp;nbsp; Bailey is a fearless kid.&amp;nbsp; So now when we go to Disneyland (which will be more often since I bought us passes)we'll always pack the rainboots whether or not it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXL6zd_UXI4/TdIPt2xu0PI/AAAAAAAABYs/2sTcrkgmei0/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uXL6zd_UXI4/TdIPt2xu0PI/AAAAAAAABYs/2sTcrkgmei0/s400/021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Posing peacefully on the giant Ferris wheel, before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ToMNUwoaqGc/TdIP0YzN2qI/AAAAAAAABYw/Zg779lDMATg/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ToMNUwoaqGc/TdIP0YzN2qI/AAAAAAAABYw/Zg779lDMATg/s400/023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the fun part!&amp;nbsp; She's such a big girl that she didn't want me to hold on to her, but I was afraid she would fall out of her seat if I didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnd4WluF0LA/TdIP82DIg2I/AAAAAAAABY4/xqauAKuLZ5E/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnd4WluF0LA/TdIP82DIg2I/AAAAAAAABY4/xqauAKuLZ5E/s400/022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My sistas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88dqKz0CRA8/TdIQEHO5_fI/AAAAAAAABY8/NAq22RUkx4k/s1600/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88dqKz0CRA8/TdIQEHO5_fI/AAAAAAAABY8/NAq22RUkx4k/s400/029.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the first ride wearing the rainboots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-m5-24xO0g/TdIQKSAlrRI/AAAAAAAABZE/tXIthxZLgjo/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t-m5-24xO0g/TdIQKSAlrRI/AAAAAAAABZE/tXIthxZLgjo/s400/037.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is the height requirement sign outside of Soaring Over California.&amp;nbsp; Her head just barely skimmed the bottom of the 40 inch post.&amp;nbsp; She was so excited that she could ride it with us.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to watch her on the ride; she wasn't scared at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is a commercial on TV for Hershey's chocolate that has been making me want s'mores.  Every time I see it, I instantly crave s'mores.  I finally gave into my cravings and bought s'mores supplies last week.  On Saturday, we brought the outdoors in and made s'mores on our stove.  Bailey was really excited about all the delicious ingredients--graham crackers, chocolate, and marshmellows.  Those three things are definitely in her list of top ten foods, but s'mores probably won't make the cut.  She took a baby bite and then the messiness of it all scared her away.  She ended up eating just a plain, old, roasted marshmellow.  It was a fun family activity.  And you better believe that I'll be having more s'mores later this week!&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qG7AA3teaIw/TdIQYIAIcRI/AAAAAAAABZU/HtLQjHuDZgc/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qG7AA3teaIw/TdIQYIAIcRI/AAAAAAAABZU/HtLQjHuDZgc/s400/049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey's first bite of s'mores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAg-HkpwvQo/TdIQeaVge_I/AAAAAAAABZY/eq7FVBD-u5s/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CAg-HkpwvQo/TdIQeaVge_I/AAAAAAAABZY/eq7FVBD-u5s/s400/053.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She loved her plain marshmellow the most.&amp;nbsp; I kept asking her all night, "Do you like Flock of Seagulls?"&amp;nbsp; Her day old hairdo reminded me of the movie The Wedding Singer and that guy with the crazy hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-7581307678518381956?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/7581307678518381956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=7581307678518381956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7581307678518381956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/7581307678518381956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/05/bubbles-rainboots-smores.html' title='Bubbles, Rainboots, &amp; S&apos;mores'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4-dCUSytFw/TdIQQpCbVvI/AAAAAAAABZI/Y3u7bK7Zh7E/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-6438404553957096096</id><published>2011-05-09T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:28:50.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Muda's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hb8n5LMCSw/TcjKDTXSAJI/AAAAAAAABYM/1kSwkofeOfk/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!&amp;nbsp; In the title I spelled it "muda" because that's how Bailey says it.&amp;nbsp; All of her "th" sounds come out sounding more like a "d" when they're in the middle of a word.&amp;nbsp; It's so adorable when she says it, so I had her saying it all day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was a wonderful Mother's Day weekend.&amp;nbsp; Toni came down on Saturday so we (me, Toni, and Tera)took our mom to get pedicures.&amp;nbsp; We love a good pedicure!&amp;nbsp; Then we met the rest of the family for a lovely lunch at BJ's.&amp;nbsp; The grand finale to the day was that me, Toni, mom, and dad, went to the movies!!&amp;nbsp; We saw &lt;em&gt;Water for &lt;/em&gt;Elephants.&amp;nbsp; I really liked it; plus, I haven't seen a movie in a while so it was fun.&amp;nbsp; The only downside was that we were still so full from lunch, that we didn't get popcorn.&amp;nbsp; The big bonus of the movie was that Brian stayed home with Bailey and Brooklynn!&amp;nbsp; Since Brooklynn eats formula, she can stay home with dad for a while.&amp;nbsp; That's the beauty of a baby to takes a bottle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On Sunday Brian and Bailey made me a yummy breakfast in bed.&amp;nbsp; It was waffles, strawberries, bacon, and OJ--all of my favorites.&amp;nbsp; I was able to sleep in as much as Brooklynn slept in, which, sadly, wasn't much at all. &amp;nbsp;Bailey made me a beautiful card and Brian got me a cute, new diaper backpack.&amp;nbsp; I have been wanting a back pack because it's easier to hold with two kiddos.&amp;nbsp; We then all got dressed and went to church.&amp;nbsp; After church we headed to the beach for a lunch with Roxann.&amp;nbsp; Despite the fact that it was freezing cold, we had a fun picnic at the beach.&amp;nbsp; From the beach we went to my parents' house for a Mother's Day dinner.&amp;nbsp; My dad and Brian cooked a wonderful feast for all of the ladies in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was&amp;nbsp;a wonderful weekend!&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for the moms in my life.&amp;nbsp; My mom is such a great friend and example to me of what a mother should be.&amp;nbsp; I'm also thankful that I can be a mother to my two little girls!&amp;nbsp; Being a mom is hard work, but so much fun!!&amp;nbsp; Happy Mother's Day to all moms!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-6438404553957096096?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/6438404553957096096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=6438404553957096096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/6438404553957096096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/6438404553957096096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mudas-day.html' title='Happy Muda&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1hb8n5LMCSw/TcjKDTXSAJI/AAAAAAAABYM/1kSwkofeOfk/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-3017290065336216604</id><published>2011-05-07T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T23:09:14.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Direct Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vO8_AQKULCY/TcYu7cnHocI/AAAAAAAABYA/Oi-7COTE4mA/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vO8_AQKULCY/TcYu7cnHocI/AAAAAAAABYA/Oi-7COTE4mA/s400/035.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey as the Pink Ninja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three year olds say awesome things!&amp;nbsp; I have to write some of them down before I forget.&amp;nbsp; Bailey and I have been having some really fun/funny conversations lately; they often remind me that being 3 is not the worst thing on the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we were stopped at a stoplight and there was a lady walking in the cross walk.&lt;br /&gt;Bailey asked,"Mom, why doesn't she have a kid?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Not everybody has kids."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" she asked in utter amazement.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, not everybody has kids with them all the time," was my plain response.&lt;br /&gt;"Why not mom?&amp;nbsp; Kids are so much fun!" she exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;I thought, you're right Bailey--especially when&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;has such great insight on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68GaXd_4sLk/TcYvClxMf4I/AAAAAAAABYE/EgIdovALMnM/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68GaXd_4sLk/TcYvClxMf4I/AAAAAAAABYE/EgIdovALMnM/s400/036.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was the Pink Ninja and I was the yellow one.&amp;nbsp; I had to teach her a few ninja moves so she could fight off the bad guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clothes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fun things, for me at least, about having girls is dressing them up in adorable outfits.&amp;nbsp; If you know me, you know that Bailey has more clothes than any one little girl needs.&amp;nbsp; I've always picked out her clothes, but lately she's been wanting to pick out her own.&amp;nbsp; She usually wants to wear a "pretty dress" or an "adorable skirt."&amp;nbsp; Last week I was trying to get Bailey ready in time to go to Brooklynn's doctor's appointment.&amp;nbsp; Bailey wanted to wear a nice church dress, but I persuaded her to wear a different play dress.&amp;nbsp; I can usually convince her to wear something more suitable, as long as I give her a few options.&amp;nbsp; This process is not the quickest thing, but at least she feels like she got some input in the decision.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was finally dressed and marching down the stairs, she was chanting, "I'm gonna wear everything that I wanna wear!"&amp;nbsp; It was not&amp;nbsp;a defiant chant, but one of pure happiness in her outfit for the day--a purple, flowered play dress and her pink polka dot Hello Kitty rainboots.&amp;nbsp; She had to make sure that she had a coordinating purple headband to match--of course!&amp;nbsp; I would have taken a picture of her ensemble, but I didn't want to be late for Brooklynn's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Favorites:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brooklynn's following asleep"&amp;nbsp; instead of falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want to see my big surprise?" she'll ask anyone while holding anything behind her back.&amp;nbsp; The big surprise could be a sticker, her shoes, a piece of paper, or even a piece of trash.&amp;nbsp; Everything is exciting as long as it's described as a big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is the best ______(day, food, present, show, etc.) in my life ever!"&amp;nbsp; I love this one because she is so sincere and does feel at that moment that whatever it is is the greatest thing she's experienced in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loves "big kid games" (any game that's in a box), movies (she's truly obsessed), anything described as "special," and her baby sister.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family Fun:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday we ate dinner at the beach with my family.&amp;nbsp; We had a family favorite--tin foil dinners.&amp;nbsp; I didn't put a bathing suit on Bailey, but as you can see she went in anyway.&amp;nbsp; She was in heaven!&amp;nbsp; She was finally able to fly her ladybug kite and loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuxO6j9Kwq0/TcYup5AkhQI/AAAAAAAABXw/9e_zPBQ6dYs/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DuxO6j9Kwq0/TcYup5AkhQI/AAAAAAAABXw/9e_zPBQ6dYs/s400/004.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKz43nMSXz4/TcYuhn48uZI/AAAAAAAABXs/TcbEqQl53_M/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKz43nMSXz4/TcYuhn48uZI/AAAAAAAABXs/TcbEqQl53_M/s400/030.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check out that air!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxtqzDdGiPA/TcYu0thx00I/AAAAAAAABX8/p68yQyJp6h8/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxtqzDdGiPA/TcYu0thx00I/AAAAAAAABX8/p68yQyJp6h8/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's when she stopped trying to stay dry and just went for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-478_vhzeQ1g/TcYuuACwE6I/AAAAAAAABX0/G2A8-E-A0GA/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-478_vhzeQ1g/TcYuuACwE6I/AAAAAAAABX0/G2A8-E-A0GA/s400/026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey's favorite play date any time and any place--Toni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-3017290065336216604?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3017290065336216604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=3017290065336216604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3017290065336216604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3017290065336216604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/05/direct-quotes.html' title='Direct Quotes'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vO8_AQKULCY/TcYu7cnHocI/AAAAAAAABYA/Oi-7COTE4mA/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-5392211946948937674</id><published>2011-04-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:48:10.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Tiny Little Nugget</title><content type='html'>Brooklynn has been smiling more and more each day.  She usually is all smiles in the morning, so I brought my camera upstairs this week.  A big smile had still eluded me all week long, until yesterday.  Right before she went down for another nap, she was real happy and I caught it on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPr2692ATBY/TbugRV9d9xI/AAAAAAAABW4/pY8aDL2M-9E/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPr2692ATBY/TbugRV9d9xI/AAAAAAAABW4/pY8aDL2M-9E/s400/053.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love her big,&amp;nbsp;toothless smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoT7xGyDrmo/TbugX_ApREI/AAAAAAAABW8/VVYcPpGo6Vk/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YoT7xGyDrmo/TbugX_ApREI/AAAAAAAABW8/VVYcPpGo6Vk/s400/045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I would like to say she was smiling at me, but Justin Timberlake was on Ellen.&amp;nbsp; I think she likes him as much as I do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e6wFoew4FI/TbuggM6PQSI/AAAAAAAABXE/hlzwarzDc6Q/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e6wFoew4FI/TbuggM6PQSI/AAAAAAAABXE/hlzwarzDc6Q/s400/058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gByrdb_nZo/TbugnVggYZI/AAAAAAAABXI/CDpFEMHwRwA/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3gByrdb_nZo/TbugnVggYZI/AAAAAAAABXI/CDpFEMHwRwA/s400/043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her pensive side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZc5a6czab0/TbuguydQ3PI/AAAAAAAABXM/SM7w5WioO9Y/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZc5a6czab0/TbuguydQ3PI/AAAAAAAABXM/SM7w5WioO9Y/s400/066.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's thinking about being sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHuIPHDh8-8/Tbug2VudqTI/AAAAAAAABXU/INX_LmSX9TM/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHuIPHDh8-8/Tbug2VudqTI/AAAAAAAABXU/INX_LmSX9TM/s400/070.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not only does she have the cutest smile, but she also makes the BEST sad faces I've ever seen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkwhw0RNoZw/Tbug9h_GOnI/AAAAAAAABXY/RKdE61_r6F0/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zkwhw0RNoZw/Tbug9h_GOnI/AAAAAAAABXY/RKdE61_r6F0/s400/072.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She just pouts that bottom lip out and has the saddest sounding cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9_bXH5F8yw/TbuhEoq4yOI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZrI4jy7Ux6w/s1600/068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o9_bXH5F8yw/TbuhEoq4yOI/AAAAAAAABXk/ZrI4jy7Ux6w/s400/068.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she's done with the photo shoot and ready to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this tiny, little girl!!&amp;nbsp; She's such a good baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-5392211946948937674?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5392211946948937674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=5392211946948937674' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5392211946948937674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5392211946948937674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-tiny-little-nugget.html' title='My Tiny Little Nugget'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPr2692ATBY/TbugRV9d9xI/AAAAAAAABW4/pY8aDL2M-9E/s72-c/053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-2214128990254157184</id><published>2011-04-29T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T22:34:15.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Tales</title><content type='html'>I'd like to say that we're almost done with potty training here, but when can you ever truly think that?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When you make it through a nap without a pull up?&amp;nbsp; or when you make it through the night with&amp;nbsp;a dry diaper?&amp;nbsp; or when kindergarten starts? Just when I think Bailey is doing great, we have a day like today--pooping in the pool with friends and then peeing twice in a pull up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say that I like potty training just as much as I like being pregnant--I'm not a big fan of either.&amp;nbsp; I really love the outcome of both items, but just wish that I could magically fast forward to the end result for both.&amp;nbsp; These are two instances in my life where I don't enjoy the journey at all.&amp;nbsp; Despite all the frustration with potty training, there are some rather funny moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peanut Butter Ice Cream:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Last week I wanted two things with all my heart--Bailey to stop pooping in her big girl panties and frozen yogurt.&amp;nbsp; Bailey had had a few bad days in a row in regards to doing #2 in her big girl panties and I was sick of it.&amp;nbsp; I am all about bribing her to go potty, so I told her that if she went poop in the potty we could go get ice cream (frozen yogurt) after dinner.&amp;nbsp; She thought about it for a moment, and then quietly asked from her car seat, "Peanut butter ice cream?"&amp;nbsp; I quickly thought about it and said, "Sure!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why is this a big deal?&amp;nbsp; It is because we have been telling Bailey her whole life that she's allergic to peanuts.&amp;nbsp; Brian is allergic to peanuts so we were just being really cautious because allergic reactions to peanuts can be pretty severe.&amp;nbsp; She had an allergy test earlier in the year, and everything came back clear but we were still waiting on peanuts.&amp;nbsp; So Bailey knew that asking for and eating peanut butter ice cream would be a momentous occasion in her life.&amp;nbsp; It also shows what a little negotiator she is!&amp;nbsp; If I had known that all it would take was peanut butter to get her potty trained, it would have happened a long time ago!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got home she promptly went poop in the potty and so we all were rewarded with frozen yogurt.&amp;nbsp; Bailey ate a big bowl of it with tons of toppings and loved every last drop.&amp;nbsp; The next day she even ate her very first PB&amp;amp;J sandwhich for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Since then she has kind of come a peanut butter fanatic.&amp;nbsp; I might just start offering spoonfuls of peanut butter for rewards, but I worry she might turn into one of those huge kids on the Maury Povich show who eat ribs for dinner with baby bottles filled with soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isn't it Ironic?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the big rewards that I had posted for Bailey was&amp;nbsp;a date to see the movie HOP.&amp;nbsp; I printed out a picture of it and taped it to the bathroom wall.&amp;nbsp; I told her that when she was totally done wearing diapers, we could go see the movie.&amp;nbsp; Last week was a pretty good week and Brian was home from work, so we took her to see the movie on Friday.&amp;nbsp; She was so excited to see it!!&amp;nbsp; She wanted her own drink and a tiny popcorn.&amp;nbsp; We sat in those front seats at the bottom of the stadium seating.&amp;nbsp; She laughed and danced through the whole movie.&amp;nbsp; She even asked to go to the bathroom during the movie.&amp;nbsp; Brian took her out, since I had Brooklynn asleep in my arms.&amp;nbsp; I was so proud of her!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of the movie theater, she had a meltdown because of all the candy that she couldn't have.&amp;nbsp; It was also well past her nap time, so we were in dangerous territory.&amp;nbsp; Bailey is not one of those kids who you can just put in her crib and let her cry it out until she eventually calms down.&amp;nbsp; When she cries and is upset, it quickly escalates and spirals out of control rapidly.&amp;nbsp; In the car she continued to cry for the candy that she couldn't eat.&amp;nbsp; After about 10 minutes, she&amp;nbsp; quieted down but was still very upset.&amp;nbsp; As we drove home I reached back to hold her hand, but she wouldn't give me her hand.&amp;nbsp; She always gives me her hand, so I asked her what was wrong.&amp;nbsp; When I looked back she had THAT look on her face.&amp;nbsp; She had, in fact, peed her pants on the way home from her potty training reward.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that irony for you!&amp;nbsp; That is what Alanis Morissette should have sung about in her song.&amp;nbsp; I do take partial blame for the accident since we did push through her nap time.&amp;nbsp; But I guess accidents will happen no matter what the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highlights:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; She did make it through an entire day at Trisha's house with dry big girl panties!&amp;nbsp; She even made it through a nap without a pull up.&amp;nbsp; That means that she remembered to go potty even though she was playing with friends all day long.&amp;nbsp; I do feel like we're very close to being done, but I should just keep an extra outift in my car for a while.&amp;nbsp; She asks to go on her own all the time and doesn't even expect a reward.&amp;nbsp; She can do this!&amp;nbsp; We can do this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-2214128990254157184?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2214128990254157184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=2214128990254157184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2214128990254157184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2214128990254157184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/potty-training-tales.html' title='Potty Training Tales'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-8721321944959198162</id><published>2011-04-25T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T23:37:04.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Week!</title><content type='html'>Last week was such a fun week and what a wonderful way to end it yesterday with Easter.&amp;nbsp; Brian was able to take the past two weeks off from work and it was awesome!&amp;nbsp; The first week we just did stuff around the house and tried to get things checked off our to do list.&amp;nbsp; Last week we went out on the town with two kids; we really did something fun everyday.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to be so adventurous so soon, because I'm still not brave enough to do these things on my own.&amp;nbsp; So here's our week in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We went to Sea World.&amp;nbsp; I was a little off my game because I didn't even bring my camera.&amp;nbsp; Bailey loves Sea World!&amp;nbsp; She loves the animals and all the Sesame Street characters there.&amp;nbsp; We wanted to see the new dolphin show Blue Horizon, so we planned our time around that.&amp;nbsp; The show was very cool and Bailey loved it.&amp;nbsp; She was laughing hysterically at the dophins jumping and all the acrobatic people flying around the stage.&amp;nbsp; I used my Baby Bjorn front carrier thing for most of the day and loved it.&amp;nbsp; I only used it once with Bailey when she was big enough to face out and I hated it.&amp;nbsp; Brooklynn is still small enough that she just snuggles up in a little ball and falls asleep.&amp;nbsp; Bailey did notice a slight weakness in that I can't run as fast with it on or climb things.&amp;nbsp; She took full advantage of the opportunity and sprinted to a staircase for employees only that she thought would lead her to a ride.&amp;nbsp; I ran after her as fast as I could and then did my best mad mom voice and froze her in her tracks.&amp;nbsp; After that, we headed into meltdown mode and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt;  We headed up to Grandma and Grandpa Mosher's house so they could meet Brooklynn.  Brooklynn had an appointment in the morning (where she weighed 8 pounds 12 ounces!) we then picked up Tera and headed up to Pasadena.  We met Toni there around noon.  They were so excited to meet Brooklynn and Bailey was thrilled to spend the afternoon at their house.  I just loved watching them hold Brooklynn!  Bailey is kind of obsessed with Grandma Mosher.  The entire time she wanted Grandma to watch her do this, play with her, go feed the turtles, or just have her undivided attention.  All of her sentences began with an adorable, long, drawn out, "Graaaaandmaaaa Moooosheeer!"  And Grandma loved every minute of it!  She is so patient and loving with her.&amp;nbsp; We ate a yummy lunch from our favorite pizza place and then headed home in time to avoide the traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBhdY8dx0V4/TbXM_cg26fI/AAAAAAAABTI/pFZSfg-KW8o/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBhdY8dx0V4/TbXM_cg26fI/AAAAAAAABTI/pFZSfg-KW8o/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey did not want to leave Grandma's side all afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8DOmWo0Lr8/TbXNG-g_d2I/AAAAAAAABTM/cyk95kIFc50/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8DOmWo0Lr8/TbXNG-g_d2I/AAAAAAAABTM/cyk95kIFc50/s400/007.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ph-ziBo1kog/TbXNOcB-IKI/AAAAAAAABTU/7mjCz5NxxmY/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ph-ziBo1kog/TbXNOcB-IKI/AAAAAAAABTU/7mjCz5NxxmY/s400/008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun to have Toni meet us there.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't pass up an opportunity to hang out with Bailey and Brooklynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ8X6coeo-8/TbXNWrbYoOI/AAAAAAAABTc/KkiiMzVK4Xo/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QJ8X6coeo-8/TbXNWrbYoOI/AAAAAAAABTc/KkiiMzVK4Xo/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An added bonus--Wesley was able to stop by to hang out for a while.&amp;nbsp; He is such a great cousin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgfz05-bhZo/TbXNd4mo8MI/AAAAAAAABTg/x7p2ABEHghM/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bgfz05-bhZo/TbXNd4mo8MI/AAAAAAAABTg/x7p2ABEHghM/s400/014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa's magic touch--he has always been able to calm all babies down with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfaZsKhaMUA/TbXNlwvaWYI/AAAAAAAABTo/UgjHkNGVHaE/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TfaZsKhaMUA/TbXNlwvaWYI/AAAAAAAABTo/UgjHkNGVHaE/s400/017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;When Bailey wasn't with Grandma, she was playing with Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u8bXssIkHLY/TbXNs516kHI/AAAAAAAABTs/Ch8C1Fl0I4M/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u8bXssIkHLY/TbXNs516kHI/AAAAAAAABTs/Ch8C1Fl0I4M/s400/020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa let her pick two of his beautiful roses to take home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAf9YfrHKo8/TbXOG3aeU2I/AAAAAAAABT4/z1n2SC9pOlI/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kAf9YfrHKo8/TbXOG3aeU2I/AAAAAAAABT4/z1n2SC9pOlI/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma was so happy to meet Brooklynn and Brooklynn was so comfy and cozy in her arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoK6OlmPXlM/TbXOQYYCp6I/AAAAAAAABT8/7XqPSghbBpk/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yoK6OlmPXlM/TbXOQYYCp6I/AAAAAAAABT8/7XqPSghbBpk/s400/028.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Tera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YqNBZZMsmw/TbXOYbDvz0I/AAAAAAAABUE/qLyAWz5gOg0/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YqNBZZMsmw/TbXOYbDvz0I/AAAAAAAABUE/qLyAWz5gOg0/s400/030.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma and the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; This was our day of relaxation and running errands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We went to Disneyland!&amp;nbsp; We picked up Toni in the morning and headed off to the happiest place on earth.&amp;nbsp; It was super crowded, but we still had fun.&amp;nbsp; The first half of the day we went on Dumbo, walked around Toon Town, and hung out with in Princessland.&amp;nbsp; Bailey was not in the mood to wait in any more lines and on the verge of melting down after dancing with the princesses, so we went to Toni's house for a halftime nap.&amp;nbsp; Toni made a little bed for Bailey and she took a great nap and woke up ready for round two.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to hang out at Toni and Aaron's house.&amp;nbsp; When we went back after naptime, we went straight to California Adventure.&amp;nbsp; We didn't know what to expect, but ended up having a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; We were able to walk right on a couple of rides since everyone was waiting to get a good spot for the World of Color show.&amp;nbsp; We were just going to eat and then go to Disneyland to watch the fireworks, but we were able to watch part of the World of Color show.&amp;nbsp; It was from a distance looking around some palm trees, but it was an amazing show.&amp;nbsp; We left that show early to go watch the fireworks at Disneyland.&amp;nbsp; We watched those for a while and then went back to go home around 10:00ish.&amp;nbsp; Bailey did awesome during the second half of the day and Brooklynn was a little dream baby all day long!&amp;nbsp; I have yet to experience a dream day at Disneyland where there are no crowds and you walk right on to everything, but it was a wonderful family day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rkXrktCP3k/TbXOeOtOnCI/AAAAAAAABUI/bpvccwdHYLQ/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rkXrktCP3k/TbXOeOtOnCI/AAAAAAAABUI/bpvccwdHYLQ/s400/037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey almost lost her mind waiting in line for Dumbo.&amp;nbsp; Every time the ride would start up again, she would get so mad.&amp;nbsp; She did not quite grasp the concept of waiting in line for a long time.&amp;nbsp; Once we were on the ride, she was happy as could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KE34BhGMUUI/TbXOk4v6iPI/AAAAAAAABUM/I4GYIhtuhes/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KE34BhGMUUI/TbXOk4v6iPI/AAAAAAAABUM/I4GYIhtuhes/s400/045.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We're all giving Brian a peace sign as we flew by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-6wPZHqmhg/TbXOz9RQrjI/AAAAAAAABUU/eXsfYaqUL0o/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-6wPZHqmhg/TbXOz9RQrjI/AAAAAAAABUU/eXsfYaqUL0o/s400/062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey is showing off her extreme strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--G0L4OszqFw/TbXO5pMqObI/AAAAAAAABUY/cUCtgq85CGw/s1600/079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--G0L4OszqFw/TbXO5pMqObI/AAAAAAAABUY/cUCtgq85CGw/s400/079.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLeWP2PxoFA/TbXPATrqkNI/AAAAAAAABUk/JOvnYEtKdxk/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLeWP2PxoFA/TbXPATrqkNI/AAAAAAAABUk/JOvnYEtKdxk/s400/085.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She looks like she might be singing I'm a Little Teapot, but it's just one of her classic poses.&amp;nbsp; She makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viyg2CMZ12k/TbXPG1prwCI/AAAAAAAABUo/ZVr8OJEgk-o/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-viyg2CMZ12k/TbXPG1prwCI/AAAAAAAABUo/ZVr8OJEgk-o/s400/092.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Family photo with tiny Brooklynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5IXnIsiaZo/TbXPOoxwuiI/AAAAAAAABUs/o6xVilYKry4/s1600/094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m5IXnIsiaZo/TbXPOoxwuiI/AAAAAAAABUs/o6xVilYKry4/s400/094.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are Toy Story toys trapped in the box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bCMFqPghq0/TbXPVLOzekI/AAAAAAAABU4/8yUF1NJpapk/s1600/096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8bCMFqPghq0/TbXPVLOzekI/AAAAAAAABU4/8yUF1NJpapk/s400/096.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Brian riding seahorses on the merry go round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9ZmJBrRuxY/TbXPc4XftsI/AAAAAAAABVA/Qa8algHE_Eo/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9ZmJBrRuxY/TbXPc4XftsI/AAAAAAAABVA/Qa8algHE_Eo/s400/100.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls--we had a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We took a quick trip down to the temple (which Bailey loved) and then we saw the movie HOP.&amp;nbsp; It was a funny movie and&amp;nbsp;we all liked it.&amp;nbsp; There is a really funny story about this outing, but I'll write about it in my next post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; We had our family Easter celebration a day early.&amp;nbsp; The day started out with a family tennis session.&amp;nbsp; I haven't played tennis in a long time, since I was pregnant, so I was a little rusty, but still had fun.&amp;nbsp; The next item on the agenda was to decorate eggs.&amp;nbsp; We all made some beautiful eggs.&amp;nbsp; Brian spent most of the day preparing our gourmet Easter feast of lobster and bacon macaroni and cheese and some sort of delicious berry cake.&amp;nbsp; The food was well worth the wait!&amp;nbsp; Later in the afternoon we had an egg hunt and then we ate until we couldn't eat anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcXKSHwp8cw/TbXPk9UmvMI/AAAAAAAABVE/OyNoYiHCwk4/s1600/107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KcXKSHwp8cw/TbXPk9UmvMI/AAAAAAAABVE/OyNoYiHCwk4/s400/107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are our beautiful eggs; the cool colorful ones are Aaron's.&amp;nbsp; He won the decorating contest with his Jackson Pollock inspired egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uxDfsFTGqQ/TbXPr8np_rI/AAAAAAAABVI/FxhGxv03UZU/s1600/111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_uxDfsFTGqQ/TbXPr8np_rI/AAAAAAAABVI/FxhGxv03UZU/s400/111.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He is so good with Bailey--even when she turns into a beast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oytX3dVC9G8/TbXP1UNjRhI/AAAAAAAABVU/8u6qvu4B24o/s1600/115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oytX3dVC9G8/TbXP1UNjRhI/AAAAAAAABVU/8u6qvu4B24o/s400/115.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey loved decorating the eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBsm1wISC04/TbXQD7WYv6I/AAAAAAAABVg/7FUIlSDGoCI/s1600/120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBsm1wISC04/TbXQD7WYv6I/AAAAAAAABVg/7FUIlSDGoCI/s400/120.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was quite disappointed to discover that there wasn't candy inside the boiled eggs.&amp;nbsp; I had to peel one to show her that it was just an egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALVACDLqOmc/TbXP8b2sGMI/AAAAAAAABVY/T3Sj2uxWO_s/s1600/121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ALVACDLqOmc/TbXP8b2sGMI/AAAAAAAABVY/T3Sj2uxWO_s/s400/121.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Toni's masterpiece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8745FoV1wQ/TbXQLKDaNmI/AAAAAAAABVk/kzwxFh37Zz8/s1600/127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i8745FoV1wQ/TbXQLKDaNmI/AAAAAAAABVk/kzwxFh37Zz8/s400/127.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOQJKOkrzFc/TbXQScwZVOI/AAAAAAAABVs/bB8YthNVy00/s1600/128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOQJKOkrzFc/TbXQScwZVOI/AAAAAAAABVs/bB8YthNVy00/s400/128.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad loves holding Brooklynn--until she starts crying.&amp;nbsp; She's such a good baby that he can actually play with her for a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NwWs-4jv6E/TbXQZp1OHlI/AAAAAAAABVw/smxGfqHvdpI/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NwWs-4jv6E/TbXQZp1OHlI/AAAAAAAABVw/smxGfqHvdpI/s400/132.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHasCV3u-ko/TbXQgQzMHMI/AAAAAAAABV8/mAWf-aulZtk/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dHasCV3u-ko/TbXQgQzMHMI/AAAAAAAABV8/mAWf-aulZtk/s400/139.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best Friends--Bailey and Hailey.&amp;nbsp; We had the Sullivans over for the Easter party.&amp;nbsp; It's a lot more fun to have an egg hunt with more than one kid; a solo egg hunt is just kind of boring.&amp;nbsp; The two of them get along so well these days and it's really fun to watch them play and listen to their profound conversations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cR7aOmMj7MQ/TbXQo14TO9I/AAAAAAAABWE/9rvlbSOYI8s/s1600/143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cR7aOmMj7MQ/TbXQo14TO9I/AAAAAAAABWE/9rvlbSOYI8s/s400/143.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's one happy girl with two baskets filled with eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yGh3wyFRVY/TbXQu54a24I/AAAAAAAABWI/Z7cUvfKggHU/s1600/147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0yGh3wyFRVY/TbXQu54a24I/AAAAAAAABWI/Z7cUvfKggHU/s400/147.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She didn't know what to think about this egg.&amp;nbsp; Toni and my mom hid all of the eggs and candy about 30 minutes before Bailey woke up from her nap.&amp;nbsp; During those 30 minutes, the birds ate several eggs and two bags of fruit snacks!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was the craziest thing!&amp;nbsp; This was one of the eggs that the birds had poked into, but didn't eat it.&amp;nbsp; Bailey was so concerned about what had happened to this egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBqbhHsrbVE/TbXQ1oz0OlI/AAAAAAAABWM/UYXD3SPVPJ8/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBqbhHsrbVE/TbXQ1oz0OlI/AAAAAAAABWM/UYXD3SPVPJ8/s400/170.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The highlight of the girls' day was playing with the bubbles in the elephant fountain. We're not quite sure how the bubbles got in there, but the girls loved it.&amp;nbsp; They entertained themselves out here for a long time.&amp;nbsp; We didn't really mind because it kept them occupied and clean at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3QGB8aI2s/TbXQ-zVw04I/AAAAAAAABWY/_NwUuCQL_tw/s1600/172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xG3QGB8aI2s/TbXQ-zVw04I/AAAAAAAABWY/_NwUuCQL_tw/s400/172.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Easter Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; The Easter bunny brought Bailey some cute bunny slippers.&amp;nbsp; I also hid her basked and wrote/drew clues for her to find it.&amp;nbsp; She had a fun time looking for her basket and loved everything inside it.&amp;nbsp; I also had a fun time hiding everything and attempting to draw pictures that Bailey could understand.&amp;nbsp; My favorite part of the day was the fact that my girls were twinners at church!&amp;nbsp; It was my first, of many, sister&amp;nbsp;matching moments!&amp;nbsp; Brooklynn's dress was huge on her and slightly scandalous with the sleeves falling off the shoulders for most of the day.&amp;nbsp; They looked absolutely adorable!&amp;nbsp; We even made it through all three hours of church!&amp;nbsp; After church we went to Roxann and Dan's house for an Easter dinner.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to hang out with them since they've been in Kentucky for two weeks.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Adam and Teryn came too, so it was a fun family celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzP5TIIqLIg/TbXRFv6EQiI/AAAAAAAABWc/lBThu-FKboQ/s1600/177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzP5TIIqLIg/TbXRFv6EQiI/AAAAAAAABWc/lBThu-FKboQ/s400/177.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey with her bunny slippers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8k8RIB2SFA/TbXRL0SgixI/AAAAAAAABWk/bmCkR1zLKzs/s1600/183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G8k8RIB2SFA/TbXRL0SgixI/AAAAAAAABWk/bmCkR1zLKzs/s400/183.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the best shot we could get of the girls.&amp;nbsp; I had to take the picture after church sicne we were running behind schedule in the morning.&amp;nbsp; I'll have to attempt another photo session the next time they wear these dresses to church.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, both of them will be in a good mood next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gT-0jpxahaE/TbXRSmeTrHI/AAAAAAAABWo/s8zPd0GR3d4/s1600/187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gT-0jpxahaE/TbXRSmeTrHI/AAAAAAAABWo/s8zPd0GR3d4/s400/187.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjr1nZQ79M8/TbXRaC9pwVI/AAAAAAAABWw/AEaSXOo-_tg/s1600/224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjr1nZQ79M8/TbXRaC9pwVI/AAAAAAAABWw/AEaSXOo-_tg/s400/224.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I had a more successful&amp;nbsp;photo session&amp;nbsp;with Brooklynn after she ate and slept.&amp;nbsp; She is starting to smile a little bit each day.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been able to capture her huge smiles, but this is a tiny almost smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-8721321944959198162?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/8721321944959198162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=8721321944959198162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/8721321944959198162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/8721321944959198162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/what-week.html' title='What a Week!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pBhdY8dx0V4/TbXM_cg26fI/AAAAAAAABTI/pFZSfg-KW8o/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-3620635759990878642</id><published>2011-04-17T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T11:09:31.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Old!</title><content type='html'>On tax day, April 15th,&amp;nbsp;Brooklynn was one month old--and what a month it's been!&amp;nbsp; I am glad to announce that she's finally gaining some weight, but it took a three day stay in the hospital to put some meat on her bones.&amp;nbsp; Here's the story of our lovely hospital stay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, I took Brooklynn back to the doctor's office to weigh her in again.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous, but felt positive that she had to have gained at least one ounce since Monday.&amp;nbsp; When the nurse put her on the scale, I gasped because she had not gained anything and might have even dropped a little.&amp;nbsp; I went back to the exam room to wait for the doctor.&amp;nbsp; When she came in, I was surprised to see that it was a completely new doctor that I had never seen before.&amp;nbsp; She looked at the chart on the computer and then told me that she thought Brooklynn might need to go back to the hospital.&amp;nbsp; I was so shocked because it never crossed my mind that that would be her suggestion.&amp;nbsp; I was expecting her to suggest tons of formula and to give up on nursing completely.&amp;nbsp; I asked her why and she said that she was afraid we had waited too long to take action.&amp;nbsp; Too long for what?!&amp;nbsp; She then left the room to consult with the other doctors; I then immediately started to cry and called Brian, my mom, and my sisters.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she came back in, it didn't get any better.&amp;nbsp; She said that everyone agreed a hospital stay was necessary and that we should go immediately.&amp;nbsp; She thought her eyes looked sunken in (even though she had never seen Brooklynn before) and was very concerned about her blood sugar levels.&amp;nbsp; I asked if I could just go home and give her tons of formula, but she said no.&amp;nbsp; (If you can't tell, I am not a big fan of this doctor or her reactions.)&amp;nbsp; I sadly went home and prepared to go back to the hospital.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, Toni and Keri were down for the week and could take care of Bailey.&amp;nbsp; Brian left work early and we drove down to San Diego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we checked in we met with a really nice doctor who didn't freak out and clearly explained everything and answered all of Brian's questions.&amp;nbsp; They took Brooklynn and took a bunch of blood--from her hand, both arms, and the worst one was from her head.&amp;nbsp; Their main concern was that at 24 days old she still had not gotten back up to her birth weight.&amp;nbsp; They had me nursing her every 2 1/2 hours and then supplementing with formula.&amp;nbsp; I had to write down how long she nursed and how much formula she ate, to measure her intake; they also weighed each diaper to measure her output.&amp;nbsp; I was so nervous and stressed because it reminded me too much of when Bailey was in the NICU for two months.&amp;nbsp; I was not up to another two month stay in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long first night in the hospital by myself on the world's worst excuse for a bed/chair.&amp;nbsp; By Saturday morning some of her test results were back and the only abnormal thing was her liver enzyme count.&amp;nbsp; The doctor said that it was 2 1/2 times higher than it should be.&amp;nbsp; Because of the liver test, they now had to run a million other tests to make sure that it wasn't some weird virus or that her liver was shutting down or many other horrific scenarios that played out in my head.&amp;nbsp; I can kind of be a worst case scenario girl some of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my mom came and spent the day with me and Brooklynn, while my sisters took care of Bailey and Brian flew to Kentucky for his Pop's funeral.&amp;nbsp; They continued to run tests on her all day in between her very frequent feeding schedule.&amp;nbsp; She was eating a ton of food and loving it!&amp;nbsp; I felt like everything with Brooklynn was going&amp;nbsp;to be just fine and that her liver count was up simply because she had been starving for the first 24 days of her life.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that your child has been starving and it's only because of you, it can kind of make a mom feel bad.&amp;nbsp; By Saturday night, I was about to lose my mind and had decided that we really needed to go home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I met with the GI specialist and the dietician and they felt like we would probably go home today.&amp;nbsp; I was so excited to leave the hospital and be able to be comfortable&amp;nbsp;back in our house and able to sleep in my wonderful bed.&amp;nbsp; Later that morning&amp;nbsp;the really nice Dr. Suarez came back to talk with us and she said they had to run more tests and should probably stay until Monday.&amp;nbsp; I know that I probably looked like the world was about to end when she said that we might have to stay another day.&amp;nbsp; My mom was there for that meeting, so she asked a lot of questions to try to see if there was any way that we could leave today as long as Brooklynn was gaining weight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Bottom line is that she had gained weight (because she was eating a ton) and we were able to come home.&amp;nbsp; She now just has to get more blood tests done every week and frequent doctor's visits to make sure she's chunking up.&amp;nbsp; I had to write this to get it out of my head, but it made me stressed just thinking about it.&amp;nbsp; To prove how much I hated it and stressed I was, I did not even bring my camera to take any pics during our entire stay.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad it's over and so glad we're home and can be normal again.&amp;nbsp; At her last appointment, she was up to almost 8.8 and the liver tests were looking much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some cute pics not related to the hospital:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEei1acCSp4/Tasp6MfaDEI/AAAAAAAABSA/ym9Sximo3VQ/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEei1acCSp4/Tasp6MfaDEI/AAAAAAAABSA/ym9Sximo3VQ/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo session with Toni :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGrwggwwzJM/TasqBFSlutI/AAAAAAAABSE/lF_MPiNiLMU/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BGrwggwwzJM/TasqBFSlutI/AAAAAAAABSE/lF_MPiNiLMU/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So glad that Keri came down to meet Brooklynn and then was able to help watch Bailey while we had our hospital stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0d_O6gIt8qI/TasqJAn4LTI/AAAAAAAABSM/LgQvDRvnuLA/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0d_O6gIt8qI/TasqJAn4LTI/AAAAAAAABSM/LgQvDRvnuLA/s400/023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keri and the girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7EGymdq67w/TasqQC9K2uI/AAAAAAAABSQ/4nJpeYFpQoA/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7EGymdq67w/TasqQC9K2uI/AAAAAAAABSQ/4nJpeYFpQoA/s400/037.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just love her cute little face in this picture.&amp;nbsp; I might use this for her announcement because she looks so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnCOw8-FVcM/TasqZ5J-ovI/AAAAAAAABSc/CfYM3MHAt_E/s1600/052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VnCOw8-FVcM/TasqZ5J-ovI/AAAAAAAABSc/CfYM3MHAt_E/s400/052.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF2ikRUsX4c/TasqgjCw8qI/AAAAAAAABSg/SUp8Rc3c0Jk/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF2ikRUsX4c/TasqgjCw8qI/AAAAAAAABSg/SUp8Rc3c0Jk/s400/058.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Grammy--thank goodness for my family being able to help out with everything.&amp;nbsp; Bailey&amp;nbsp;didn't miss me for one second because she was always having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZmD1ijn1Xs/TasqmwaLvOI/AAAAAAAABSk/J2YwXHVhJCc/s1600/062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZmD1ijn1Xs/TasqmwaLvOI/AAAAAAAABSk/J2YwXHVhJCc/s400/062.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This look is why I think she and Bailey might be twins.&amp;nbsp; This is a classic Bailey look that she still uses today and Brooklynn has it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DITd4mEvsPk/Tasq3gWOXxI/AAAAAAAABSs/D7lfrvzZNuM/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DITd4mEvsPk/Tasq3gWOXxI/AAAAAAAABSs/D7lfrvzZNuM/s400/067.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Keri in her sweet 80's wind breaker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsjPdXZzQKk/Tasq9qQWE3I/AAAAAAAABSw/Qba5KVOF9x0/s1600/097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsjPdXZzQKk/Tasq9qQWE3I/AAAAAAAABSw/Qba5KVOF9x0/s400/097.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another photo session with Toni.&amp;nbsp; Notice the lovely stick on earrings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgF6EDlL5KU/TasrGdRUC0I/AAAAAAAABS4/OXHDLxT7KAM/s1600/119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YgF6EDlL5KU/TasrGdRUC0I/AAAAAAAABS4/OXHDLxT7KAM/s400/119.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't leave out Doby and Shorty; they were so happy to be reunited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zK75B4u1nc/TasrNoGiNNI/AAAAAAAABS8/CyrqPBer7Hs/s1600/138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zK75B4u1nc/TasrNoGiNNI/AAAAAAAABS8/CyrqPBer7Hs/s400/138.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ty came down for a few days this past week for a training at the YMCA and he was able to meet Brooklynn.&amp;nbsp; She was so happy that she even smiled for the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-3620635759990878642?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/3620635759990878642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=3620635759990878642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3620635759990878642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/3620635759990878642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-month-old.html' title='One Month Old!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cEei1acCSp4/Tasp6MfaDEI/AAAAAAAABSA/ym9Sximo3VQ/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-2475909292446200135</id><published>2011-04-16T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:09:06.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Creating a Monster?</title><content type='html'>We are now heading into week four of potty training with Bailey.&amp;nbsp; I'll admit the timing is not the best since we do have a tiny, little baby at home, but it is what it is.&amp;nbsp; Part of it is nice since we just stay at home all day and can fully committ to this potty training.&amp;nbsp; The bad part is that I spend 4-5 hours a day feeding Brooklynn so that's time that Bailey can roam free.&amp;nbsp; Bailey is also three now and very opinionated and likes to negotiate every part of her life; this often means that going to the bathroom is brokering some sort of deal with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Week one she seemed to be doing pretty good, but this past week has been kind of a disaster.&amp;nbsp; I thought we had the pee thing under control, but on Tuesday she peed twice and pooped once.&amp;nbsp; At that point I realized that we needed to overhaul something.&amp;nbsp; My mom suggested that I revamp the treats and put them out in the open to see all day.&amp;nbsp; Together we created the bathroom wall of treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8WI9q2RhR4/TaosKp_1EzI/AAAAAAAABR4/bRYZ4TZ0eB4/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8WI9q2RhR4/TaosKp_1EzI/AAAAAAAABR4/bRYZ4TZ0eB4/s400/139.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went to WalMart and bought a bucket of cheap treats--stickers, rings, stamps, fruit snacks, and of course candy.&amp;nbsp; I put some in an egg, for an element of surprise,﻿ and the rest in a bag so she could see them.&amp;nbsp; During her nap I taped them all up on the bathroom door.&amp;nbsp; When she woke up I told her I had something to show her.&amp;nbsp; She walked downstairs and then ran over to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; She could hardly contain herself when she saw all the prizes.&amp;nbsp; She quickly went to the bathroom and picked her first prize.&amp;nbsp; Five minutes later she went again, and then again, and then again.&amp;nbsp; During the next hour she probably went 5-6 times; I don't know for sure becaus I lost track.&amp;nbsp; The new treats seemed to reenergize her enthusiasm for going in the potty, but it has yet to deliver a poop in the potty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On day two the rule was now that the eggs were only for poop.&amp;nbsp; I even have bigger prizes inside the bathroom for when she keeps her panties dry and clean all day.&amp;nbsp; There's even a big picture of the movie HOP inside because I told her I'd take her there when she was totally done with diapers.&amp;nbsp; My worry is that this will take so long that the movie won't be in the movie theater!&amp;nbsp; So now my question is, when do the treats stop?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When will this just happen on its own and when can I stop asking every 10 minutes?&amp;nbsp; We have gone to the park, the store, and even to my school without having an accident, so I think that's pretty good.&amp;nbsp; It also helps that my mom has a wall of treats in her bathroom too.&amp;nbsp; Bailey had to check out all the bathrooms at my mom and dad's house to see if all bathrooms now had a wall of treats.&amp;nbsp; I love the way her brain works--two bathrooms have treats, so why not all of them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Today has been a good day for potty training, I just have to see if we can make it through the night without a #2 happening in the big girl panties.&amp;nbsp; So any thoughts and suggestions or just good luck wishes are greatly appreciated in this major undertaking at our house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-2475909292446200135?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2475909292446200135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=2475909292446200135' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2475909292446200135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2475909292446200135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-i-creating-monster.html' title='Am I Creating a Monster?'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8WI9q2RhR4/TaosKp_1EzI/AAAAAAAABR4/bRYZ4TZ0eB4/s72-c/139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-4406991022477680228</id><published>2011-04-08T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T00:54:03.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Older--but not much Bigger</title><content type='html'>Brooklynn was 3 weeks old on Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; We had to take her in for an appointment on Monday.&amp;nbsp; I was feeling so good because I drove there and I got all of us--Bailey, Brooklynn, and myself--dressed and ready to go and out the door on time.&amp;nbsp; I was feeling quite accomplished, but it was very short lived.&amp;nbsp; At the appointment, we found out that Brooklynn has still not gained any weight; she had even lost an ounce or two since the last visit.&amp;nbsp; I was instantly crushed because all she does is eat all day long!&amp;nbsp; I could not believe that she hadn't put any more meat on her bones.&amp;nbsp; Just when I was feeling like I could actually do this, I was quickly reminded that I wasn't doing so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The good news is that the doctor was not worried about Brooklynn at all.&amp;nbsp; She looked good and was very alert.&amp;nbsp; She poops, pees, and eats all day, so the doctor was confused about what was happening.&amp;nbsp; So I now just have to keep record of everything that she does and go back in to weigh her again on Friday.&amp;nbsp; I've also started to feed her some formula, if she wants it.&amp;nbsp; The problem is that she usually falls fast asleep after she eats and does not want to open her mouth for anything else.&amp;nbsp; So everyone needs to think good and&amp;nbsp;chunky&amp;nbsp;thoughts for Friday that she'll start gaining weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYB_FCO9X6I/TZ67c7aZ58I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6R8eSZHhoCE/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYB_FCO9X6I/TZ67c7aZ58I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6R8eSZHhoCE/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In other exciting news, Bailey is doing great on the potty training front.&amp;nbsp; We are going on week two and she's doing good.&amp;nbsp; When she plays she forgets that she is supposed to focus on going to the bathroom, but since we mostly sit at home all day she's doing good.&amp;nbsp; I'm not quite sure how long this entire process will take, but the attention has been good for Bailey.&amp;nbsp; It was not the time table that I would have picked to do this, but the very first day we started I could see how she loved the attention.&amp;nbsp; It kind of calmed her down a little bit because we were focusing on her too.&amp;nbsp; So I might not be able to leave my house without a backup outfit for both Bailey and Brooklynn, but I guess that's what diaper bags are for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRI79pw4H3M/TZ67VyMgAMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Vyf9JcNzm5c/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GRI79pw4H3M/TZ67VyMgAMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Vyf9JcNzm5c/s400/011.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's where you'll find Bailey most of the day.&amp;nbsp; Her tiny baby is sitting on her tiny potty too--that trick lasted for about a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dn9EYH5lMz8/TZ67nsUJAzI/AAAAAAAABRA/v-ILiauHx0o/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dn9EYH5lMz8/TZ67nsUJAzI/AAAAAAAABRA/v-ILiauHx0o/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Bailey after her weekend get away with Toni and Aaron; she was as happy as could be!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X10KS6iOMz0/TZ67vq69oxI/AAAAAAAABRE/PHRL82NYTYQ/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X10KS6iOMz0/TZ67vq69oxI/AAAAAAAABRE/PHRL82NYTYQ/s400/003.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUGJ72Jdk-w/TZ673NwpJ0I/AAAAAAAABRI/6e8mo-1M0iY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vUGJ72Jdk-w/TZ673NwpJ0I/AAAAAAAABRI/6e8mo-1M0iY/s400/012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Brooklynn all dressed up and no where to go--of course complete with a bow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxN_ZtRhwMo/TZ67-bBpFUI/AAAAAAAABRM/0bkXjpMlQoU/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HxN_ZtRhwMo/TZ67-bBpFUI/AAAAAAAABRM/0bkXjpMlQoU/s400/033.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn's belly button thing finally fell off, so we gave her her first bath.&amp;nbsp; It was quite the family affair.&amp;nbsp; Bailey wanted to jump in there with her, Toni was there to document the occasion, and Tera was there for back up assistance with the towel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmkZaAM5BI4/TZ68IMqv50I/AAAAAAAABRU/cs_J6y5EGzk/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmkZaAM5BI4/TZ68IMqv50I/AAAAAAAABRU/cs_J6y5EGzk/s400/034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She did not like it so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdOdKea9krI/TZ68N7jfDWI/AAAAAAAABRY/fBa-o3SyAQo/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdOdKea9krI/TZ68N7jfDWI/AAAAAAAABRY/fBa-o3SyAQo/s400/046.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she wasn't too happy with us afterwards, but look at how cute she is even when she cries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRov6l2Gkts/TZ68U_U_YuI/AAAAAAAABRg/dKgWmK0NCD4/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vRov6l2Gkts/TZ68U_U_YuI/AAAAAAAABRg/dKgWmK0NCD4/s400/078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last week Toni came down, the weather was nice, so we went to the beach.&amp;nbsp; Bailey was showing some crack all day since she doesn't wear a diaper anymore.&amp;nbsp; I did not think of this when I bought her bathing suits for this summer, so I might have to buy another one or just put sun screen where the sun don't shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZBSG7b-S30/TZ68cS77ISI/AAAAAAAABRk/8WFBpmtLpNI/s1600/083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZBSG7b-S30/TZ68cS77ISI/AAAAAAAABRk/8WFBpmtLpNI/s400/083.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklynn did really well on her first few beach outings.&amp;nbsp; I forgot that I will have to go back to bringing the umbrella to the beach this summer.&amp;nbsp; I'm already strategizing how I'll be able to beach it this summer.&amp;nbsp; Any suggestions for the beach with two kids is greatly welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfBeWPkmbns/TZ68i3GTItI/AAAAAAAABRs/6bU53U2s1sM/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LfBeWPkmbns/TZ68i3GTItI/AAAAAAAABRs/6bU53U2s1sM/s400/103.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's really a peaceful baby most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dd90qX4cvA/TZ68osy4rCI/AAAAAAAABRw/yi_w-ORfPmc/s1600/112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5dd90qX4cvA/TZ68osy4rCI/AAAAAAAABRw/yi_w-ORfPmc/s400/112.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey loving life!&amp;nbsp; She is a great beach kid and will need to train her sister to follow in her footsteps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-4406991022477680228?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/4406991022477680228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=4406991022477680228' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4406991022477680228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/4406991022477680228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/04/getting-older-but-not-much-bigger.html' title='Getting Older--but not much Bigger'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYB_FCO9X6I/TZ67c7aZ58I/AAAAAAAABQ4/6R8eSZHhoCE/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-234042204732662821</id><published>2011-03-25T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T10:38:07.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Brooklynn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lL9SIRONN5A/TY0vY-9XP5I/AAAAAAAABQY/sT5JU1VBgts/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lL9SIRONN5A/TY0vY-9XP5I/AAAAAAAABQY/sT5JU1VBgts/s400/012.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Well, it's been a long 38.6 weeks, but the wait is finally over. I'm going to write the whole story so I don't forget it. If you just want to bypass the story and scroll down to all the adorable pictures, that's fine too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last month of my pregnancy was pretty tough. I ended up getting really sick and missing an entire week of school. Those were sick days that I was trying to save for after the baby. I tried to power through one day of school, after laying in bed for four days straight. As I was walking to my classroom that Wednesday morning, I quickly realized that I was pushing it way too much. That was the most that I had walked, from the parking lot to my room, in five days!! I really thought I was going to pass out. I took the rest of the week off. As a result of being sick, I then strained some muscles in my ribs or tore something--either way super painful. After powering through for a couple of weeks being sick and in pain, I went to the doctor and he said that I was done. It was official: March 10th was my last day of work. At first, I was really sad and cried for the rest of the afternoon. I really do like my kids this year and I felt as if I was abandoning them. But after laying bed on Friday and taking some good medicine, I realized that my doctor was right. Resting and laying in bed was the best thing that I could do. At my appointment, he said that he should have written this letter 10 days ago. I'm glad that I lasted a few more days :) One more awesome sidenote that I must include is that the medicine my doctor put me on for my ribs, made my body itch like a crazy person. I seriously could not stop scratching all over; I thought I was going to lose my mind! Just when I thought I was getting better, I started itching--if it wasn't one thing, it was something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Since I was now going to be at home until the baby came, I called Toni to see if she wanted to come down for a couple days to hang out and help me get stuff done. Being the awesome sister that she is, she said yes! On Monday, our first item of business was to take Bailey to get her 3 year pictures done at the mall. I really wanted to take them before Brooklynn came because I knew it wouldn't get done for quite some time. We spent the day at the mall, doing laundry, and hanging out with Bailey. That night I organized a lot of things that had to get done on Tuesday--lesson plans for my sub, field hockey stuff, going to the bank, mailing things at the post office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Tuesday morning, ready to be productive. I dropped Bailey off at Christy's and headed over to get Toni. Our first stop was to Target--my favorite place. I needed to get some baby stuff, things for me, and Bailey and Brooklynn's Easter basket stuff. While at Target, I had really bad pains in my lower stomach region.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to to make a big deal about it because I had one week left and I was pretty sure that is wasn't going to be a very pleasant week.&amp;nbsp; I walked around Target holding my large belly.&amp;nbsp; As we were checking out the check out lady asked if I was okay.&amp;nbsp; I told her I might have my baby right here in Target.&amp;nbsp; She didn't think that was funny, but I was just kidding.&amp;nbsp; Toni was pretty sure I was going into labor, but I told her we must press on.&amp;nbsp; After Target, we then went to lunch with my dad, the bank, the post office, and then home to do more baby laundry.&amp;nbsp; Overall, it was a very successful day and I felt awesome!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wanted Toni and I to get pedicures on Tuesday, since I couldn't paint my own toes, or more importantly take the polish off from Toni's wedding.&amp;nbsp; It was to be one last gift before Brooklynn came.&amp;nbsp; We decided to wait until later in the afternoon when my mom could come with us.&amp;nbsp; Once we were back at my mom and dad's house, we decided to just hang out for the rest of the night and get the pedicures tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Around 7:00 we ate delicious taco salad for dinner.&amp;nbsp; After dinner, I quickly retired to the couch because I was having pains again.&amp;nbsp; I sat there for a while, apparently looking like I was in pain because my dad asked me if I was having the baby.&amp;nbsp; Again, I just thought this was the usual unpleasantness of being pregnant...until 8:00.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At 8:00, I started to get up because I felt like I was going to the bathroom and I announced, "I think my water is breaking!"&amp;nbsp; I rushed to the bathroom to confirm that yes, my water was breaking or had broken.&amp;nbsp; Little Brooklynn was not going to wait to come on her dad's birthday, she was going to come tonight!&amp;nbsp; My family sprang into action!&amp;nbsp; One of the first things that my mom said was that we should have gotten our toes done!&amp;nbsp; She knew Brooklynn wasn't going to wait one more week to come.&amp;nbsp; My mom organized the troops, Tera brought me some new pants to wear, my dad was now in charge of Bailey, and Brian found the car keys.&amp;nbsp; My mom, Brian, and I hustled to the car.&amp;nbsp; Tera and Toni were going to run to our house to pack some sort of bag for me, but not until they had stopped at Target to buy some cute outfits for Brooklynn (don't I have the best sisters).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As we were driving down to Zion Hospital (at a rather rapid speed) I was busy calling Kaiser.&amp;nbsp; After about 10 minutes of being on hold, I informed them that I was on my way to have a baby.&amp;nbsp; They said to come on down!&amp;nbsp; When we got there, after a mere 20 minutes of driving, my mom and I hobbled into the hospital while Brian parked the car.&amp;nbsp; I was having pains the entire time, but I wasn't sure if they were contractions or just pain--remember I know nothing about having a baby because Bailey was an emergency C section and they put me to sleep to get her out.&amp;nbsp; The nurse that greeted us was very nice, but tired because they had just delivered 6 babies before we got there.&amp;nbsp; She showed us to a small examination room and had me put on a lovely hospital gown.&amp;nbsp; By that point Brian arrived in the tiny room and a doctor was close behind him.&amp;nbsp; He asked me some questions, and I was sure to tell him that I was scheduled to have a Csection next week and would still like one tonight.&amp;nbsp; He then proceeded to do a rather painful check and then a waterfall of water came quickly after the exam.&amp;nbsp; He said I was dialated to a 2, so I had&amp;nbsp; much further to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I got nervous.&amp;nbsp; He told me that since I had last eaten at 7:00 and it was currently close to 9:00, that I might need to wait 7-8 hours to have the Csection until my stomach was empty.&amp;nbsp; They only way they would proceed was if breaking my water again (or whatever he did) put me into regular contractions and labor and then they would forget about the empty stomach and just get the baby out.&amp;nbsp; I was not happy thinking that I would have to sit in this tiny room feeling rather uncomfortable for 8 more hours!!&amp;nbsp; Luckily, I guess, I started having regular contractions.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They moved me to a slightly larger room to get ready for the Csection.&amp;nbsp; The whole time I just kept thinking, isn't the main reason for having a Csection to avoid all this pain?&amp;nbsp; Through this brief two hour experience, I discovered that contractions are not a lot of fun, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't even having major ones just ones that were big enough to hurt.&amp;nbsp; I was trying to do some good breathing techniques to get through the pain, you know like what you see in the movies since I never took one of those breathing/birthing classes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Around 10:30ish a doctor came in and said that we'd have the baby out in 15 minutes since I was clearly in labor.&amp;nbsp; I gave a worried glance at Brian and told him to go tell my mom and sisters that this was it!&amp;nbsp; About 30-40 minutes later, all the doctors came in and said that this time it was for real!&amp;nbsp; We had to wait after the last announcement because another mom and come in in labor and they had to check her out too.&amp;nbsp; The nurse had me walk down to the operating room to get prepped.&amp;nbsp; I thought that Brian would be in with me when they stuck the dagger into my back, but I guess he wasn't allowed in for that part.&amp;nbsp; I was really nervous that it was going to be really painful or that I would cough or sneeze just as the needle was going in and cause some serious trouble.&amp;nbsp; The part that hurt was the numbing shot; the rest of the time it just felt like the doctor was pushing my back.&amp;nbsp; I try not to think of what he was really doing because it freaks me out!&amp;nbsp; Once he had it done I immediately became a limp, rag doll.&amp;nbsp; It kind of scared me because it was instantaneous and I wasn't expecting that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was immobilized, they brought Brian in and started with the procedure right away.&amp;nbsp; I thought something was wrong, but they told me they just want to make sure they get it done before the spinal wears out--good idea.&amp;nbsp; The spinal made me really tired and cold, but it was slightly like an out of body experience.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, my brain started thinking that if I gave into my sleep I would die.&amp;nbsp; I know that was completely illogical, but I think I was a little bit nervous.&amp;nbsp; I could not think about what was going on on the other side of the blue sheet or I'm pretty sure I would have puked or freaked out.&amp;nbsp; Brian was brave and watched the entire thing; I warned him not to pass out because I didn't want to do it alone.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had him tell me about it yet, because it hasn't been long enough and I'm not sure I want to hear all the details about my guts being displayed so publically.&amp;nbsp; I was squeezing his hand so hard, I thought I might break a bone.&amp;nbsp; At one point they told me to expect to feel a lot of pushing and then Brooklynn would be out.&amp;nbsp; I did feel weird pushing and then I heard a rather loud baby crying.&amp;nbsp; I was glad to hear the crying because I know that means good things.&amp;nbsp; It took longer than I expected for them to show me Brooklynn, but I knew that Brian was with her so it was okay.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they went to weigh her, that was the first time I saw my chunky little nugget.&amp;nbsp; My first thoughts, for quite a while, were I can't believe she is so big!!!&amp;nbsp; She weighed in at a whopping 8 pounds 14 ounces and was 21 1/2 inches long!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it!&amp;nbsp; I knew she felt big in my tummy, but I had no idea how big.&amp;nbsp; The nurses bundled her up and gave her to Brian to then show me.&amp;nbsp; She just looked like this cube of a baby with these big, squishy, adorable cheeks.&amp;nbsp; After that it kind of all blends together.&amp;nbsp; They put me back together, wheeled me into the recovery room and finally gave me my little bundle to hold.&amp;nbsp; We were in the hospital until Friday afternoon, when I had had enough and was ready to go home.&amp;nbsp; So that's how our baby Brooklynn made her grand entrance into this world!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just enjoy the adorable pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RXGOIrr_jII/TY0s-KYXEqI/AAAAAAAABOk/QJGx6jCOCAo/s1600/747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-RXGOIrr_jII/TY0s-KYXEqI/AAAAAAAABOk/QJGx6jCOCAo/s320/747.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess this one is not adorable, but this is me ready and&amp;nbsp;waiting to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-StzUP0itWyg/TY0tFbDltUI/AAAAAAAABOo/Tu8dtFXuoc4/s1600/748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-StzUP0itWyg/TY0tFbDltUI/AAAAAAAABOo/Tu8dtFXuoc4/s320/748.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brian on his way to the operating room.&amp;nbsp; When Bailey saw this picture she said, "Look my dad is a doctor!"&amp;nbsp; She was quite excited at that thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nRyIDT0EkLM/TY0tOPn_akI/AAAAAAAABOw/Fe0lnruc4yE/s1600/751.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nRyIDT0EkLM/TY0tOPn_akI/AAAAAAAABOw/Fe0lnruc4yE/s320/751.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the dedicated crew that came and waited all morning for Brooklynn's arrival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WR6llLRkKUY/TY0tasMGaiI/AAAAAAAABO0/RDwzsOcaTTo/s1600/752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WR6llLRkKUY/TY0tasMGaiI/AAAAAAAABO0/RDwzsOcaTTo/s320/752.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Toni with my bag that she and Tera packed for me.&amp;nbsp; Side note: despite having two kids, I have yet to pack a hospital bag for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9BRcBbnBxJI/TY0tiJLsV8I/AAAAAAAABO4/2Ugha9gdPAg/s1600/756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-9BRcBbnBxJI/TY0tiJLsV8I/AAAAAAAABO4/2Ugha9gdPAg/s400/756.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what she looked like the first time I saw her.&amp;nbsp; Like a little cube of a baby all bundled up and these huge cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UJk9-vjYDkg/TY0toh6JCSI/AAAAAAAABPE/KmtnOTHBbaU/s1600/768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UJk9-vjYDkg/TY0toh6JCSI/AAAAAAAABPE/KmtnOTHBbaU/s400/768.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nu_t6xNjhW4/TY0t31XsNkI/AAAAAAAABPU/cfJmjkJTJN8/s1600/800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nu_t6xNjhW4/TY0t31XsNkI/AAAAAAAABPU/cfJmjkJTJN8/s400/800.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Brooklynn the next morning with her first bow--a big moment in any girl's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qClcYgdjOP8/TY0uAS9Lu9I/AAAAAAAABPc/9SZryKgh4qI/s1600/807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qClcYgdjOP8/TY0uAS9Lu9I/AAAAAAAABPc/9SZryKgh4qI/s400/807.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There aren't a whole lot of pictures that I can post of myself where I don't look naked or horrific.&amp;nbsp; This one is pretty good--as far as hospital pics go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Sy1AobvoDqg/TY0uMGIy-II/AAAAAAAABPg/K6KIa9TgBFs/s1600/809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Sy1AobvoDqg/TY0uMGIy-II/AAAAAAAABPg/K6KIa9TgBFs/s400/809.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One proud papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kF3BhglkDbs/TY0uSupshKI/AAAAAAAABPk/c7j8GuDQBx8/s1600/826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kF3BhglkDbs/TY0uSupshKI/AAAAAAAABPk/c7j8GuDQBx8/s400/826.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Toni brought Bailey down on Wednesday night to meet her baby sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ciWkjw3nLi8/TY0ucPvKSVI/AAAAAAAABPs/TsdEToosAqk/s1600/845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ciWkjw3nLi8/TY0ucPvKSVI/AAAAAAAABPs/TsdEToosAqk/s400/845.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was so excited and proud to finally be a big sister!&amp;nbsp; She wanted to hold her all night, or at least for five minutes and then her attention was on to something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yOjP1wlzF-o/TY0umlAl3oI/AAAAAAAABP0/HMVkG-pJmAU/s1600/850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yOjP1wlzF-o/TY0umlAl3oI/AAAAAAAABP0/HMVkG-pJmAU/s400/850.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has been wearing big sister shirts almost everyday since Brooklynn came.&amp;nbsp; I love this smile because it just shows how truly excited she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-e3-0ReDSwT8/TY0uvfleeUI/AAAAAAAABP4/HXnk9LdN6xQ/s1600/859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-e3-0ReDSwT8/TY0uvfleeUI/AAAAAAAABP4/HXnk9LdN6xQ/s400/859.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lWIinCl6BEE/TY0vB--kdMI/AAAAAAAABQE/ybRQd6p18VE/s1600/860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lWIinCl6BEE/TY0vB--kdMI/AAAAAAAABQE/ybRQd6p18VE/s400/860.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Brooklynn would have liked to lay the entire time in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; All curled up in a ball, nice a snuggly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CRs6_r1msts/TY0u7fnj9aI/AAAAAAAABQA/-wG2eRW1RVQ/s1600/866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CRs6_r1msts/TY0u7fnj9aI/AAAAAAAABQA/-wG2eRW1RVQ/s400/866.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here I am slightly more presentable after a shower.&amp;nbsp; And here's Brooklynn in her first real outfit.&amp;nbsp; The pants were hilariously big and baggy.&amp;nbsp; It was funny because I thought she was so big, until the we tried the pants on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bfxiTQeAmU4/TY0vMeWLHqI/AAAAAAAABQQ/odfk44ZOk9E/s1600/874.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bfxiTQeAmU4/TY0vMeWLHqI/AAAAAAAABQQ/odfk44ZOk9E/s400/874.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One big yawn since she didn't sleep a whole lot during the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C7mHCVVMT_g/TY0vTB8bflI/AAAAAAAABQU/h_ZreBzxWUM/s1600/877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C7mHCVVMT_g/TY0vTB8bflI/AAAAAAAABQU/h_ZreBzxWUM/s400/877.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Going home Friday afternoon to get some peace and rest from the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-V8MquSFCH0w/TY0wpJkPm7I/AAAAAAAABQg/b2wkVQCMkFc/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-V8MquSFCH0w/TY0wpJkPm7I/AAAAAAAABQg/b2wkVQCMkFc/s400/014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday she got all dressed up for her first family get together to cheer BYU onto a victory.&amp;nbsp; Of course I put a headband on her.&amp;nbsp; Look at those chubby cheeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RlcgrX4xdUM/TY0wsdATdpI/AAAAAAAABQk/v-l75Si6Ico/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-RlcgrX4xdUM/TY0wsdATdpI/AAAAAAAABQk/v-l75Si6Ico/s400/020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron and Toni came down and did a photo shoot with Brooklynn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UkRoAglMV9o/TY0wzXbbxRI/AAAAAAAABQs/O0YIhuje53c/s1600/047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-UkRoAglMV9o/TY0wzXbbxRI/AAAAAAAABQs/O0YIhuje53c/s400/047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is in her cuddly, pink carseat.&amp;nbsp; It just makes me realize how small she is when I see her in her carseat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my awesome family for all that they have done to help me out so far.&amp;nbsp; Both my mom and my sister Toni spent a night with me in the hospital and I know it wasn't pleasant.&amp;nbsp; Tera took time out of her crazy schedule to come down to the hospital a couple of days and hang out with me.&amp;nbsp; Bailey has had numerous slumber parties at my mom and dad's house and even a few days of fun up at Toni and Aaron's house.&amp;nbsp; Go to &lt;a href="http://tonikaymiller.blogspot.com/2011/03/slumber-party.html"&gt;Toni's blog&lt;/a&gt; to see some fun pictures of her special time with Bailey and some funny stories.&amp;nbsp; I'm just so glad that she's here and healthy and happy (most of the time).&amp;nbsp; I've also been seriously happy that I wasn't pregnant for one more week--I'm not a great pregnant person.&amp;nbsp; So welcome the newest member of our family--Brooklynn Kay Bronson!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-234042204732662821?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/234042204732662821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=234042204732662821' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/234042204732662821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/234042204732662821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/03/meet-brooklynn.html' title='Meet Brooklynn!'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-lL9SIRONN5A/TY0vY-9XP5I/AAAAAAAABQY/sT5JU1VBgts/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-2995865973654038097</id><published>2011-03-03T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T13:05:39.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Her Party and She'll Cry if She Wants To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YozUmhmmpJ4/TW_5-fkiyAI/AAAAAAAABNw/gRU6fao389k/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YozUmhmmpJ4/TW_5-fkiyAI/AAAAAAAABNw/gRU6fao389k/s400/151.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's official--Bailey is 3!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it!&amp;nbsp; I am the mom of a three-year-old; that thought kind of blows my mind and makes me sad all at the same time.&amp;nbsp; Her birthday was on Saturday, February 19, so it was a perfect day for her party...at least that's what we thought.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zPUnTqqJyuc/TW_2tIGPs4I/AAAAAAAABL8/PLeggQ7ja0g/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zPUnTqqJyuc/TW_2tIGPs4I/AAAAAAAABL8/PLeggQ7ja0g/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She woke up in the morning and we had a mini celebration before the big party.&amp;nbsp; I put Grandma Mosher's present in her bedroom the night before, so she woke up saying, "Mommy, what's that?&amp;nbsp; Who's that for?"&amp;nbsp; It's so fun to surprise kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DXj1kZjgvYo/TW_2zdCLHdI/AAAAAAAABMA/dl3TequNh0Y/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DXj1kZjgvYo/TW_2zdCLHdI/AAAAAAAABMA/dl3TequNh0Y/s400/014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got her these cool wooden cupcakes that you can decorate with a dry erase marker.&amp;nbsp; We sang Happy Birthday,&amp;nbsp;she blew out the candles, and then quickly got to work decorating her cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She has known the date of her birthday for quite some time and we'd been talking about her party for&amp;nbsp;a while too.&amp;nbsp; All she cared about was that her cousins and Hailey were there, she would have cupcakes, and make a craft.&amp;nbsp; We had planned on having Brian bring a jumpy from his work, but the disastrous weather (that never really was) cancelled that nice and easy plan.&amp;nbsp; The party was going to start around 2:00ish.&amp;nbsp; The plan was to eat yummy BBQ, make a craft, open presents, decorate cupcakes, eat cake, and I even had an additional craft for an art show that Bailey wanted last minute if the kids were up for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Around 2:45ish everyone was there so I started to gather the kids around the table for craft time.&amp;nbsp; We were going to make bead bracelets and necklaces.&amp;nbsp; I was telling all the kids to sit down so I could show them what they were going to do when, BAM--a 5 second disaster struck!&amp;nbsp; Kate went to sit on the table and it must have been off-balanced because the glass table top popped up and then somehow landed on Bailey's right pointer finger and crushed it.&amp;nbsp; It happened so quickly, I wasn't really quite sure what had happened.&amp;nbsp; I was Bailey was crying so I went over to her and immediately saw her huge finger.&amp;nbsp; By the look of it--huge, purple, and crooked--I thought for sure it was broken.&amp;nbsp; Kids fingers are so tiny I don't imagine that it takes much to break one.&amp;nbsp; I brought her into the kitchen and just let the grandmas take over.&amp;nbsp; I was really bummed because we hadn't started anything at all and we were already off to a rough start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DqYT_QW28zM/TW_3EQz7ZNI/AAAAAAAABMM/z99nHYyjpEw/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DqYT_QW28zM/TW_3EQz7ZNI/AAAAAAAABMM/z99nHYyjpEw/s400/016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the sad birthday girl moments after the finger injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ITDxfJC6ugo/TW_3QgQzIsI/AAAAAAAABMU/9XkMU9fLeBM/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ITDxfJC6ugo/TW_3QgQzIsI/AAAAAAAABMU/9XkMU9fLeBM/s400/027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It took all of us to try to distract her from hef finger and have some fun.&amp;nbsp; This is our sad attempt to get her to make a necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1BHPTosh_dQ/TW_3ZCtewSI/AAAAAAAABMY/YjSw75nGAvM/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1BHPTosh_dQ/TW_3ZCtewSI/AAAAAAAABMY/YjSw75nGAvM/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other kids had tons of fun making the craft :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mQtb4M8eufs/TW_3gyVKaLI/AAAAAAAABMc/BRlCplYso1o/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mQtb4M8eufs/TW_3gyVKaLI/AAAAAAAABMc/BRlCplYso1o/s400/022.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Owen loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UOvOFAVgiPs/TW_4FAvN5hI/AAAAAAAABMk/5wybNVwjsXg/s1600/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-UOvOFAVgiPs/TW_4FAvN5hI/AAAAAAAABMk/5wybNVwjsXg/s400/034.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From crafts, we quickly moved onto presents--you can see how well that went!&amp;nbsp; Bailey was just a bit dramatic about all of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kyHNltIH4xY/TW_4UfMF7II/AAAAAAAABMw/9fkNzAPoTAY/s1600/053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kyHNltIH4xY/TW_4UfMF7II/AAAAAAAABMw/9fkNzAPoTAY/s400/053.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I told Ty that I'd pay him $5 if he got her to smile.&amp;nbsp; My dad jumped in and put a box on his head to make her laugh.&amp;nbsp; I love my family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DoaTQqYqGmY/TW_4Lez5-oI/AAAAAAAABMo/Az1RIrOqjuA/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-DoaTQqYqGmY/TW_4Lez5-oI/AAAAAAAABMo/Az1RIrOqjuA/s400/040.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She was kind of like a crazy kid going from happyish to sad in the blink of an eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FiO446i6z14/TW_4f-uOXvI/AAAAAAAABM4/Sw0gpLyRYXw/s1600/072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-FiO446i6z14/TW_4f-uOXvI/AAAAAAAABM4/Sw0gpLyRYXw/s400/072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's her sad swollen finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MK48Th-qT4Y/TW_4l3wC4TI/AAAAAAAABM8/swNkf-9IfFM/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-MK48Th-qT4Y/TW_4l3wC4TI/AAAAAAAABM8/swNkf-9IfFM/s400/078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was her face for most of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I got the rest of the kids doing the craft because someone might as well enjoy it.&amp;nbsp; Eventually we coaxed Bailey into the room with a bag of ice on her hand and her paci in her mouth!&amp;nbsp; So please don't think that she walks around with her paci all day and she's three!!&amp;nbsp; We were looking for anything to get her to calm down and the paci kind of did it.&amp;nbsp; (side note: for the next week she requested her paci all the time like when she was a little baby; it was a rough week because she didn't understand it was for emergency use only)&amp;nbsp; So the rest of the party, Bailey was one-handed.&amp;nbsp; She held that little hand curled up against her chest, but still attempted to do everything.&amp;nbsp; There are some seriously sad pictures from the party, but she did have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Because of the accident, the party schedule was thrown way off.&amp;nbsp; The goal now was to do whatever would get Bailey to stop crying.&amp;nbsp; We did beads for a while, but that didn't work well.&amp;nbsp; We quickly tried presents to distract her.&amp;nbsp; That worked, but again only temporarily.&amp;nbsp; The one thing that definitely did the trick was decorating the cupcakes.&amp;nbsp; That should have been my first guess with Bailey because she is so driven by sugar.&amp;nbsp; After cake we sat around and talked and let the kids play.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-X8wjfHElO0U/TW_4yc1kORI/AAAAAAAABNE/YvuqVAtZ9AE/s1600/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-X8wjfHElO0U/TW_4yc1kORI/AAAAAAAABNE/YvuqVAtZ9AE/s400/106.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a smile while decorating/eating cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RBUHcBNx25Q/TW_5DYiT3JI/AAAAAAAABNM/1vtwk-Ezxyk/s1600/130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RBUHcBNx25Q/TW_5DYiT3JI/AAAAAAAABNM/1vtwk-Ezxyk/s400/130.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think this was everyone's favorite part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W_q2pLQMCDg/TW_5I_ATNiI/AAAAAAAABNQ/x6AhNPzLpvg/s1600/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-W_q2pLQMCDg/TW_5I_ATNiI/AAAAAAAABNQ/x6AhNPzLpvg/s400/125.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Kate's funny face--she does make the best faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vFIoY6VlGlE/TW_5cB3vxaI/AAAAAAAABNY/O-p-e07OBX4/s1600/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vFIoY6VlGlE/TW_5cB3vxaI/AAAAAAAABNY/O-p-e07OBX4/s400/109.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Owen and his meticulously decorated cupcake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_ttrVdwtYIA/TW_5puepgpI/AAAAAAAABNg/NiTyAiYpUZA/s1600/117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_ttrVdwtYIA/TW_5puepgpI/AAAAAAAABNg/NiTyAiYpUZA/s400/117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another one of our as good as it gets family photos.&amp;nbsp; At least we tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JpexbvRs9DI/TW_5wE_dMXI/AAAAAAAABNk/Y2swS2h39Ho/s1600/124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JpexbvRs9DI/TW_5wE_dMXI/AAAAAAAABNk/Y2swS2h39Ho/s400/124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now we're having fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KsI7uyLXu2E/TW_53b5LiWI/AAAAAAAABNo/m3RBC7cpURs/s1600/144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-KsI7uyLXu2E/TW_53b5LiWI/AAAAAAAABNo/m3RBC7cpURs/s400/144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caught in action trying to blow out her candles.&amp;nbsp; Being the nice mom that I am, I bought the candles that are supposed to light back up after you blow them out.&amp;nbsp; They didn't quite work as quickly as I wanted them to; maybe that's why they were on clearance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cqkElt8H6Eg/TW_6FCBJXGI/AAAAAAAABN0/NKVpQpg5uLo/s1600/152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-cqkElt8H6Eg/TW_6FCBJXGI/AAAAAAAABN0/NKVpQpg5uLo/s400/152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cc9Ozyosh7M/TW_6NKxnCUI/AAAAAAAABN8/_e6ZJU_J0y0/s1600/170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cc9Ozyosh7M/TW_6NKxnCUI/AAAAAAAABN8/_e6ZJU_J0y0/s400/170.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to get a picture of the four of them was hilarious!&amp;nbsp; None of them wanted to pay attention or smile.&amp;nbsp; Owen had to be forced by Kyle to sit there nicely, so he was sad.&amp;nbsp; Kate is posing, and Hailey was into something else that caught her attention.&amp;nbsp; This was the only one with Bailey smiling, so it was the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uUXUWIWaPE8/TW_6UNP4lTI/AAAAAAAABOA/ofiizLb0cwM/s1600/181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-uUXUWIWaPE8/TW_6UNP4lTI/AAAAAAAABOA/ofiizLb0cwM/s400/181.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Ty Ty and Aunt Toni got Bailey this awesome art center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Brian and I had decided to hold off on the ER until the next day because we didn't feel like hanging out in the ER for hours on end--I know we are great parents!&amp;nbsp; Instead, we made a lovely homemade splint out of a popsicle stick and athletic tape.&amp;nbsp; When we did take her in the next morning, the nurse commented on what a great job we did with the homemade splint and I'm pretty sure he was serious.&amp;nbsp; There ended up being no broken bones, thank goodness, but she did get to wear an awesome splint for the whole week.&amp;nbsp; Bailey's favorite part was that she got about 10 stickers while at the doctor's office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-buxkc9sI6GU/TXACL8CUJvI/AAAAAAAABOM/0HZ4Dg8Azio/s1600/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-buxkc9sI6GU/TXACL8CUJvI/AAAAAAAABOM/0HZ4Dg8Azio/s400/221.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is with her awesome pirate hook splint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It ended up being a very dramatic entrance to the threes, but I hope it's not a sign of what the year ahead will be like.&amp;nbsp; Bailey had fun, there was yummy food, and we were surrounded by family and friends--that's what I shall choose to remember :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what Bailey got for her birthday (I'm only listing it so I can remember what to get a three-year-old next time I have one):&lt;br /&gt;Big kid games (Candyland and Cooties) and princess blanket from Grammy &amp;amp;Papa&lt;br /&gt;Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast dolls from cousins&lt;br /&gt;Cute outfit from Aunt Harriet and Uncle Fred&lt;br /&gt;Adorable dress, coloring book, and sticker book from G&amp;amp;G Mosher&lt;br /&gt;Shopping cart filled with goodies from Hailey&lt;br /&gt;A dress, wooden puzzle, and Oh La La dolls from Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Dan&lt;br /&gt;Cupcakes, puzzles, tea party set, and dress up dolls from me &amp;amp; Brian&lt;br /&gt;Art center from Ty &amp;amp; Toni&lt;br /&gt;Way more than any one little girl needs--thanks to everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to my big girl Bailey!&amp;nbsp; We love you so much and are amazed everyday at what you know and learn.&amp;nbsp; You bring so much joy to our family.&amp;nbsp; And I know you're going to be a great big sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-2995865973654038097?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/2995865973654038097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=2995865973654038097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2995865973654038097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/2995865973654038097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-her-party-and-shell-cry-if-she.html' title='It&apos;s Her Party and She&apos;ll Cry if She Wants To'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YozUmhmmpJ4/TW_5-fkiyAI/AAAAAAAABNw/gRU6fao389k/s72-c/151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-1805475659332558788</id><published>2011-02-13T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:28:27.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine, I'll do it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;but I won't be happy about it!&amp;nbsp; So I'm not a big fan of taking pictures of me being pregnant.&amp;nbsp; I guess I should want to capture the moment and make the memories last, but I'm fine if they just fly by.&amp;nbsp; So my mom took this picture of me large and in charge because she said that Keri made her do it.&amp;nbsp; I made Bailey come in the shot so at least it wasn't me all big and awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ZBT2UHeAA/TVjHeCNMMoI/AAAAAAAABL4/zPzmrAGLMQk/s1600/287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ZBT2UHeAA/TVjHeCNMMoI/AAAAAAAABL4/zPzmrAGLMQk/s400/287.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So this is me prego at 34 weeks and 2 days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This stomach and baby of mine have been growing exponentially the past three weeks.&amp;nbsp; It was like my body knew when Toni's wedding was done and waited to explode until after.&amp;nbsp; I should be thankful that at least it waited until after the wedding.&amp;nbsp; I just feel huge and I hate all of my clothes.&amp;nbsp; Other than that, life is great.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I did have a small miracle on Friday night, I slept for almost 7 hours straight!&amp;nbsp; I was pretty much﻿ a zombie at school on Friday since my lovely students got me sick.&amp;nbsp; But I can't take a sick day to actually be sick!!&amp;nbsp; Who would do that?&amp;nbsp; On Saturday I woke up for the first time at 5:45 and it felt like noon to me.&amp;nbsp; I know I shouldn't get used to it because in 5 weeks all sleep will be quickly forgotten.&amp;nbsp; But don't worry, I was up my usual 3-4 times last night and I'm sure I'll be up tonight too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also think I've maybe started some early nesting things.&amp;nbsp; Friday night, while Brian was at work and Bailey was sleeping, I made a three page To Do list.&amp;nbsp; It includes everything that I could possibly think of that I need/want to accomplish before Brooklynn comes.&amp;nbsp; It ranges from cleaning, to organizing, to decorating and crafting, and finding a middle name.&amp;nbsp; So this weekend, I was able to cross one thing off the list.&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking I need to pick up the pace a little bit.&amp;nbsp; I can halfway cross off several more items, but almost only counts in a game of horseshoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Besides being pregnant, the other big news around the house is: Bailey is turning 3 on Saturday!!&amp;nbsp; I can't believe it!&amp;nbsp; She is such a big kid it kind of makes me sad when I think about it.&amp;nbsp; We've been talking about her party for a few weeks because she knows that her birthday is on February 19th.&amp;nbsp; She is pretty consistent about a few things at her party: decorating cupcakes, cousins coming to play, and making a craft.&amp;nbsp; Other things like--the color of her cake, what food she wants, what she wants for her birthday--change from day to day.&amp;nbsp; Her latest obsession is going to pick out the color of her plates, knives, forks, and spoons for her birthday.&amp;nbsp; We'll be making a trip to Party City to see what rainbow of colors she picks out.&amp;nbsp; It's really funny that she's so into picking out the plates.&amp;nbsp; I can only guess that it's from picking out all the colors and plates for Toni's bridal shower and wedding.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that she also has fond memories of that store since half of it is candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to try to fill this week with fun Valentine's, party planning, anything else that's fun to distract me from work.&amp;nbsp; I only have to make it through four days and then I have a four day weekend!&amp;nbsp; I had a doctor's appointment on Thursday and I was slightly hoping that he'd put me on bed rest just for a few days--maybe even every Friday.&amp;nbsp; My wish was not granted, but everything else looks good (except for my left elephantitis foot and leg).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Early Happy Valentine's Day to all!!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-1805475659332558788?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/1805475659332558788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=1805475659332558788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/1805475659332558788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/1805475659332558788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/02/fine-ill-do-it.html' title='Fine, I&apos;ll do it...'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ZBT2UHeAA/TVjHeCNMMoI/AAAAAAAABL4/zPzmrAGLMQk/s72-c/287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-5498174336328018964</id><published>2011-02-06T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T15:16:42.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toni &amp; Aaron's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Toni &amp;amp; Aaron got married on January 8th.&amp;nbsp; It was such a fun day and everything&amp;nbsp;was perfect!&amp;nbsp; It's only taken me about a month to post about the big day, but I've had a few technical difficulties.&amp;nbsp; Today, I finally just purchased more storage space for my blog because it kept telling me I had no space left.&amp;nbsp; It made no sense, but I was sick of waiting for it to fix itself.&amp;nbsp; So without out further ado, here are some snapshots of Toni and Aaron's big day:﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedoHsJ3gI/AAAAAAAABEY/EgPnG8HrGDc/s1600/322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedoHsJ3gI/AAAAAAAABEY/EgPnG8HrGDc/s400/322.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was a perfectly cloudy day at the temple which makes for great pictures.&amp;nbsp; Here's my attempt at an artistic, pretty picture of the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuE9puwTrI/AAAAAAAABFw/aFFjuVS3i9M/s1600/233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuE9puwTrI/AAAAAAAABFw/aFFjuVS3i9M/s400/233.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the only family shot of the three of us on that day.&amp;nbsp; It was probably due to the fact that I'm not a big fan of pictures these days because of my size.&amp;nbsp; Although compared to the size of my belly right now, I should have taken tons of pictures that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUebk9MP6rI/AAAAAAAABDg/xmp5y9e58lQ/s1600/222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUebk9MP6rI/AAAAAAAABDg/xmp5y9e58lQ/s400/222.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Brian :)&amp;nbsp; Shelly made all the little girls mini bouquets.&amp;nbsp; Bailey had to have her's all day long.&amp;nbsp; She loved it!&amp;nbsp; And don't you just love their outfits?&amp;nbsp; They were adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuE1I1fdMI/AAAAAAAABFs/bBNhhEMdqUw/s1600/228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuE1I1fdMI/AAAAAAAABFs/bBNhhEMdqUw/s400/228.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the beautiful bridesmaides: Rania, Alish, and my sista Keri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFCjZJAQI/AAAAAAAABF0/nvgiccYIKhw/s1600/234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFCjZJAQI/AAAAAAAABF0/nvgiccYIKhw/s400/234.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuEhl6KEmI/AAAAAAAABFg/DnqXMzWvGyU/s1600/221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuEhl6KEmI/AAAAAAAABFg/DnqXMzWvGyU/s400/221.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey and Papa. She was so excited for Toni's big wedding party. She talked about it everyday for a couple of months. She couldn't wait to see Toni in her princess dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuEvXuz_bI/AAAAAAAABFo/i6L_udQ7KyQ/s1600/226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuEvXuz_bI/AAAAAAAABFo/i6L_udQ7KyQ/s400/226.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A cute family photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeb7ajIdBI/AAAAAAAABDs/LEVEqQsIcnQ/s1600/242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeb7ajIdBI/AAAAAAAABDs/LEVEqQsIcnQ/s400/242.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once Toni and Aaron finally came out, the kids were so excited to see them.&amp;nbsp; They all wanted to help Toni with her princess dress walk over to the site of our photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeculg9pMI/AAAAAAAABD8/rJNncvWB43o/s1600/290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeculg9pMI/AAAAAAAABD8/rJNncvWB43o/s400/290.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All of the siblings from both sides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuGEwUdlzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/zgRgvNEIA04/s1600/282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuGEwUdlzI/AAAAAAAABGQ/zgRgvNEIA04/s400/282.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keri, Emily, and Ty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUech4lcnOI/AAAAAAAABD4/v0nkLSEv33g/s1600/277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUech4lcnOI/AAAAAAAABD4/v0nkLSEv33g/s400/277.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dad, Mom, Toni, and Aaron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFzsPN24I/AAAAAAAABGI/tarYNsHcREg/s1600/264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFzsPN24I/AAAAAAAABGI/tarYNsHcREg/s400/264.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The entire Miller Gang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFXyw3CeI/AAAAAAAABF8/eIFm2WXjJU0/s1600/244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFXyw3CeI/AAAAAAAABF8/eIFm2WXjJU0/s400/244.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get a great one at the temple of just the two of them, but you can still tell how happy they both are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUecOMm_3zI/AAAAAAAABDw/BjH-C_wZFlw/s1600/246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUecOMm_3zI/AAAAAAAABDw/BjH-C_wZFlw/s400/246.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Both families joining together: Thomas &amp;amp; Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFqllQwQI/AAAAAAAABGE/zNfqZJqy5yQ/s1600/259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuFqllQwQI/AAAAAAAABGE/zNfqZJqy5yQ/s400/259.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bodie &amp;amp; Tyler--we were so glad that a lot of the Francis family was able to come down.&amp;nbsp; Shelly is our family's designated florist and we are forever grateful for her crafty eye.&amp;nbsp; It was even more fun because the boys came down too this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedTGhGYkI/AAAAAAAABEM/SqwCrGY5F5Y/s1600/317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedTGhGYkI/AAAAAAAABEM/SqwCrGY5F5Y/s400/317.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey enjoyed her twirlly dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TTPplIwOcuI/AAAAAAAABDQ/nrKrWROEpzg/s1600/315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TTPplIwOcuI/AAAAAAAABDQ/nrKrWROEpzg/s400/315.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Flying high in the sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedFOYB4vI/AAAAAAAABEI/bnLFucmJt0k/s1600/303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedFOYB4vI/AAAAAAAABEI/bnLFucmJt0k/s400/303.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture was a good as we could get of Mom and all the grandkids.&amp;nbsp; At this point, we were bribing them with whatever we had to smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see from the next picture, the bribes weren't really working anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUec0YWHiEI/AAAAAAAABEA/OItbdijW0Vk/s1600/295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUec0YWHiEI/AAAAAAAABEA/OItbdijW0Vk/s400/295.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUec6qOcm_I/AAAAAAAABEE/AkLqAun4NNc/s1600/296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUec6qOcm_I/AAAAAAAABEE/AkLqAun4NNc/s400/296.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;SISTERS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuGWPWxrWI/AAAAAAAABGY/oMqYP-x7qU0/s1600/293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuGWPWxrWI/AAAAAAAABGY/oMqYP-x7qU0/s400/293.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ty, Kyle, and Keri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedabljaoI/AAAAAAAABEQ/4JeV7MaS1Sw/s1600/320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedabljaoI/AAAAAAAABEQ/4JeV7MaS1Sw/s400/320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Josie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeduXMnmOI/AAAAAAAABEc/6Ge-5ladiy0/s1600/323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeduXMnmOI/AAAAAAAABEc/6Ge-5ladiy0/s400/323.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Bailey after 5 minutes in the car.&amp;nbsp; She was out like a light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As soon as we got home from the temple, we headed back over to the barn to finish setting up for the reception.&amp;nbsp; Toni had done such a fabulous job at planning everything for the wedding that it wasn't that hard.&amp;nbsp; She had a map with detailed information about where everything went.&amp;nbsp; I didn't take a ton of pics of the barn, but trust me--it was beautiful.&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHvjgEwFI/AAAAAAAABHI/ouFttwC5lxU/s1600/357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHvjgEwFI/AAAAAAAABHI/ouFttwC5lxU/s400/357.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One thing that Toni and I worked on a lot for the wedding, was her sweets table.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun ordering all of the yummy candy that we wanted!&amp;nbsp; Everybody loved the table.&amp;nbsp; We kind of over bought on the candy, but at least we didn't run out.&amp;nbsp; You can't see it that well in this picture, but there was even a mini chocolte fountain at one end of the table.&amp;nbsp; There was so much sugar at this wedding; it was so sweet!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeen-RMRjI/AAAAAAAABE4/ztZdzcKlE-0/s1600/360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeen-RMRjI/AAAAAAAABE4/ztZdzcKlE-0/s400/360.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Another thing that Toni wanted was a wall with lots of their engagement pics.&amp;nbsp; A last minute addition was the banners with their names.&amp;nbsp; I had so much fun making it with my cricut!&amp;nbsp; I always feel so accomplished when I'm crafty.&amp;nbsp; It turned out really nice and added an extra special touch to the barn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Toni also wanted a ring ceremony to start off the reception.&amp;nbsp; The best part of the ring ceremony was the kids!&amp;nbsp; We had Bailey and Kate as flower girls and Owen was the ring bearer.&amp;nbsp; We had basket of petals for Shylie too, but I think she was just a little bit too young for it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedhsTsB5I/AAAAAAAABEU/T5BWtR0m8p4/s1600/324.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedhsTsB5I/AAAAAAAABEU/T5BWtR0m8p4/s400/324.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's Bailey with her big basket of petals.&amp;nbsp; We had some last minute instructing to do with the girls to show them what to do.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHJLjWPEI/AAAAAAAABG0/KrYvkwC1Xjs/s1600/335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHJLjWPEI/AAAAAAAABG0/KrYvkwC1Xjs/s400/335.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The two of them looked almost like twins.&amp;nbsp; Despite the 11 months that separate them, they are the same height, the same hair color, and same cute hair cut.&amp;nbsp; They both felt really special that they could play a part in the wedding party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHQmdWsbI/AAAAAAAABG4/KVp6XqD6U-0/s1600/337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHQmdWsbI/AAAAAAAABG4/KVp6XqD6U-0/s400/337.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Both Kate and Bailey in deep concentration performing their task of dropping petals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHgIY5oaI/AAAAAAAABHA/HqyPWwFvBoQ/s1600/342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHgIY5oaI/AAAAAAAABHA/HqyPWwFvBoQ/s400/342.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The newly-married happy couple: Aaron and Toni Thomas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHYwb2v2I/AAAAAAAABG8/qcHf9WoNZII/s1600/352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHYwb2v2I/AAAAAAAABG8/qcHf9WoNZII/s400/352.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey wanted to use her entire basket of petals, so once she was in her spot she just dumped them all out.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHnOKgXTI/AAAAAAAABHE/ckA_0CKrvVg/s1600/355.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUuHnOKgXTI/AAAAAAAABHE/ckA_0CKrvVg/s400/355.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Bailey wanted to take pictures with Toni, the princess, all night long.&amp;nbsp; She loves her Auntie Toni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUee05FRvnI/AAAAAAAABFA/9rbO2d5ezTk/s1600/371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUee05FRvnI/AAAAAAAABFA/9rbO2d5ezTk/s400/371.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The Daddy-Daughter dance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeegrCRINI/AAAAAAAABE0/X2q9cOyp0go/s1600/359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeegrCRINI/AAAAAAAABE0/X2q9cOyp0go/s400/359.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's the beautiful cake, thanks to Shelly who saved the day and covered up the disastrous attempt at a lace cake made with fondant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeeui4jVRI/AAAAAAAABE8/Mu7arGVuYN0/s1600/363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUeeui4jVRI/AAAAAAAABE8/Mu7arGVuYN0/s400/363.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love how the both of them are cutting the cake ready to eat--open wide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefBCQSO0I/AAAAAAAABFI/aI1glzLuxfk/s1600/382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefBCQSO0I/AAAAAAAABFI/aI1glzLuxfk/s400/382.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The garter belt thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefIEL5DsI/AAAAAAAABFM/tawtUUkQtsU/s1600/380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefIEL5DsI/AAAAAAAABFM/tawtUUkQtsU/s400/380.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was a classic moment of the night.&amp;nbsp; Toni never really wanted to do the bouquet toss, but we convinced her because it was such a good photo op.&amp;nbsp; On her first attempt, she threw the bouquet into the wagon wheel chandilier.&amp;nbsp; On her second attempt, once we got the bouqet down, she threw the bouquet up on top of the lighting fixture that you can see on either side of the wagon wheel.&amp;nbsp; She's just so strong!&amp;nbsp; So the bouquet toss did end up making for some great pictures, just not what we were imagining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefUp2T3MI/AAAAAAAABFU/8xNhlR1PblM/s1600/417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefUp2T3MI/AAAAAAAABFU/8xNhlR1PblM/s400/417.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Once everything was done, the real party started--on the dance floor!&amp;nbsp; The kids truely danced their hearts out.&amp;nbsp; They danced for about an hour and never got tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefOxTMGoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/gXongmMTt6o/s1600/410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefOxTMGoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/gXongmMTt6o/s400/410.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were so delerious and on a great sugar high, that much of their dancing took place literally on the floor.&amp;nbsp; This was Bailey doing a sort of back stroke dance move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUee6g5pfOI/AAAAAAAABFE/QnCDgHNU0YA/s1600/374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUee6g5pfOI/AAAAAAAABFE/QnCDgHNU0YA/s400/374.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefaV409BI/AAAAAAAABFY/aFW5MZsdzv8/s1600/415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUefaV409BI/AAAAAAAABFY/aFW5MZsdzv8/s400/415.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By the end of the night, Bailey was done.&amp;nbsp; It was such a fun day!&amp;nbsp; I'd do it all over again, and it wasn't even my wedding.&amp;nbsp; Welcome to the family Aaron!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8045598781869831196-5498174336328018964?l=meetthebronsons.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/feeds/5498174336328018964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8045598781869831196&amp;postID=5498174336328018964' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5498174336328018964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8045598781869831196/posts/default/5498174336328018964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meetthebronsons.blogspot.com/2011/02/toni-aarons-wedding.html' title='Toni &amp; Aaron&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>Kaci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13708811927700832461</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TUedoHsJ3gI/AAAAAAAABEY/EgPnG8HrGDc/s72-c/322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8045598781869831196.post-7809935840686500259</id><published>2011-02-06T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:45:35.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TU8RuVHGcaI/AAAAAAAABKo/QNLK6f5Zpt4/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJyO-tFaohU/TU8RuVHGcaI/AAAAAAAABKo/QNLK6f5Zpt4/s400/043.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was my mom's birthday!&amp;nbsp; I will not reveal the age because&amp;nbsp;a true lady never reveals an age :)&amp;nbsp; We thought that we should attempt to do a surprise party to make the day even more exciting.&amp;nbsp; The plan was to meet in Huntington Beach at Buca di Beppo﻿; it was kind of a halfway point for everyone.&amp;nbsp; My mom was going up to Toni and Aaron's post-wedding photo shoot and then we would all meet at the party location.&amp;nbsp; I almost ruined the surprise a couple of times during the week, but we made it successfully without anyone ruining the surprise.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to have most of the family together and to actually surprise my mom.&amp;nbsp; We ga
