tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57748426013661137322024-02-19T03:27:46.802-08:00The Fenske guys and their galnikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-26971178678814523242010-04-04T13:35:00.001-07:002010-04-04T13:52:07.684-07:00Jacob turns 12I can't believe my first baby is 12! It's brought back alot of memories of my pregnancy and first weeks with him being pregnant with Kaylee now. I am so proud of the young man Jacob is developing into, no facial hair or voice changes yet I'm sure this year will bring even more changes.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafQfEWTdO1z4gA_EvOBUjEn_uCY_xfYJFRrx48TNjbuCBQnrCcE6bGIWFWPJjaabizZQmk56uL4bZYRRARKJRaCnG9Asyq1CkSrYPVu-gGHW88Pe1gmJrkuanJ_Sn-fT0ILQ92V18dGwO/s1600/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(40).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456384384748820066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafQfEWTdO1z4gA_EvOBUjEn_uCY_xfYJFRrx48TNjbuCBQnrCcE6bGIWFWPJjaabizZQmk56uL4bZYRRARKJRaCnG9Asyq1CkSrYPVu-gGHW88Pe1gmJrkuanJ_Sn-fT0ILQ92V18dGwO/s400/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(40).jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyV4eDTHfSAX0LT3C1oZ0_uHlc2K-gGkVqSjWQ_Yf18tQo322Ml7ZrBVwNQodiR_BrSh9Z2_GGnn-UF3udG8F9BB36VEechyphenhyphenJkCApS57Akfa2JrXt2LKFMYaBXRlUTESdWdpcn0iCtjGs/s1600/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(39).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456384371356054786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxyV4eDTHfSAX0LT3C1oZ0_uHlc2K-gGkVqSjWQ_Yf18tQo322Ml7ZrBVwNQodiR_BrSh9Z2_GGnn-UF3udG8F9BB36VEechyphenhyphenJkCApS57Akfa2JrXt2LKFMYaBXRlUTESdWdpcn0iCtjGs/s400/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(39).jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0f7Q0uOxiDlZBI0lksxdMc4nsqs3SaL1DHv2rixevbrFUQxEzIK7XxOx-2Q_MdjgQ1TJ7hX14xzfKoQmrd4OHBItRFrcJU9m1LrL8xo7QkUTv3_6eOUgC8_5JCXA8zbxss6pe9zAj3-7/s1600/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(38).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456384369416325538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0f7Q0uOxiDlZBI0lksxdMc4nsqs3SaL1DHv2rixevbrFUQxEzIK7XxOx-2Q_MdjgQ1TJ7hX14xzfKoQmrd4OHBItRFrcJU9m1LrL8xo7QkUTv3_6eOUgC8_5JCXA8zbxss6pe9zAj3-7/s400/Kaylee+Arms+Up+(38).jpg" /></a><br />What a busy weekend. Marty's birhtday was March 4th, Jacob's was March 5th, and my baby shower was March 6th. It worked out well because my mom and Marty came up for the shower and we had a little family party friday night. Keeping with our new tradition Jacob decorated his own cake. We assked Jacob what he wanted to do for his birthday and he 's been planning this for awhile he said "Mom I'm 12, I'm ready for the extreme rollercoasters, I wanna go to Magic Mountain" So while mom and I went to the shower Steve, Jacob, the little boys and Jacob's best friend Luke went to Six Flags. I ended up picking up Steve and the little ones early, not much for them to do there. Marty, Jacob, and Luke had a blast and stayed till closing. There were no lines the perfect day! Sunday Jacob got set apart and recieved the aaronic priesthood which was really cool, I was so proud! It was neat to see him passing the sacrament the following Sunday. It is so exciting to see your children grow and develop in the church. It reconfirms my own testimony and makes me want to be a better example to my children.<br /><div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-23383845851925290882010-02-12T16:56:00.001-08:002010-02-12T17:09:17.060-08:00Trampoline<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Bq3PW3qyO-X8rsQpOCLab_nhwSbQuMwCyYc9nHSW3X9McHQKC575RyVqxxJV9hSSE2p5_xVCuO77XU-2aKOQ2VBvRq7dbkPZEpN-r_lxJlp2LE8IMFEF2RIvOXs3JorUSmCR6JWbYtLu/s1600-h/trampoline+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437526211977926626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Bq3PW3qyO-X8rsQpOCLab_nhwSbQuMwCyYc9nHSW3X9McHQKC575RyVqxxJV9hSSE2p5_xVCuO77XU-2aKOQ2VBvRq7dbkPZEpN-r_lxJlp2LE8IMFEF2RIvOXs3JorUSmCR6JWbYtLu/s400/trampoline+002.jpg" /></a> I love this picture! Jacob caught it right at the perfect time. Don't worry everyone I'm not out jumping on the trampoline I just thought the picture would be funny! Me at 34 weeks.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY24nY78NdFVkk3rkTBRyGIEu2Khf0nErs9Ci2w7k4PYEznLPvuUBkeFsjL7dnX-V9sSRkBB1kTVcApTE7RQqJ49G-JsoSPYDUzisw94oK8I6vvW6FkqNawUN1JGGzJdowHbK2iqMhPVmg/s1600-h/trampoline+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437526201102808562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY24nY78NdFVkk3rkTBRyGIEu2Khf0nErs9Ci2w7k4PYEznLPvuUBkeFsjL7dnX-V9sSRkBB1kTVcApTE7RQqJ49G-JsoSPYDUzisw94oK8I6vvW6FkqNawUN1JGGzJdowHbK2iqMhPVmg/s400/trampoline+001.jpg" /></a> Grandma and Grandpa Fenske got us a trampoline for Christmas this year. Well they gave us money and this is what we bought. Steve put it together all by himself. The boys love it and I love it too because when they are crazy and full of energy or in need of some exercise I just send them in the backyard. Yes there are tears but for the most part they are having a blast! Jacob is amazing the tricks he can do, I'm sure it won't be long before Lucas is doing the same tricks!<br /><div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-56205055929219527872010-01-31T16:04:00.000-08:002010-01-31T16:33:05.133-08:00Ben's big month!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa-Jxb4RxleB-Dl_An8U2LLYS5q8fYi_dB9MdFL9im_AO54c6_pJQFgcX8AYBPkRijypoKZxgQrG0kYCAs_33KAWsTIeOF8Fiss3AwMjOJqH2yvRvL36MgrrSBBQtBT_ENldjZMnGQ1iI/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+037.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433064180313722962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAa-Jxb4RxleB-Dl_An8U2LLYS5q8fYi_dB9MdFL9im_AO54c6_pJQFgcX8AYBPkRijypoKZxgQrG0kYCAs_33KAWsTIeOF8Fiss3AwMjOJqH2yvRvL36MgrrSBBQtBT_ENldjZMnGQ1iI/s400/student+of+the+month+037.jpg" /></a> I am so proud of my little Ben! For a kid that was not excited to go to school he has adjusted and is doing really well! So well he was student of the month for January. Keep up the good work Ben<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71yNl7SgreRkWVJqXw_SjnWImuXzTYgP02tKzp1Ui3Nq7jqu5xEoPqahyphenhyphengobSuLTonFVpY-5gOlqSFmSAGhfb2ZfvaqXBbYORszhUFD68kIG5BQ3WXYqnG0T_NTFY2ka3y2XdawtKPzJ7/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+029.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433064171341298450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg71yNl7SgreRkWVJqXw_SjnWImuXzTYgP02tKzp1Ui3Nq7jqu5xEoPqahyphenhyphengobSuLTonFVpY-5gOlqSFmSAGhfb2ZfvaqXBbYORszhUFD68kIG5BQ3WXYqnG0T_NTFY2ka3y2XdawtKPzJ7/s400/student+of+the+month+029.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div>On January 19 Ben turned 6 years old. I brought cookies into his class and they sang to him. He was most excited about getting to wear a birthday crown. He and Lucas decorated his cake. This is a great tradition I think I will keep every year. They had such a great time, I had to help with the frosting. It's crazy when Jacob was in Kindergarten I was pregnant and had Ben and now Ben is in K and I'm pregnant and will have Kaylee in March. Steve threw him a party that weekend, he was so excited to have some of his school friends over. He said it was his best birthday ever!</div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-46931604517210648632010-01-31T15:49:00.001-08:002010-01-31T16:02:47.166-08:00Bridal Shower for Shanna<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XZGT7h5nkTbEDi19mnaEoRSY5G3jRdexzsc1wJV1VPjo-wWX5BAStAyI2TmhvpWAmgTYb-UeZKe8sxutoUOh8quxH5JEPljuPHLeCc9qBHtGqrB-YyacDTPa_BSj9FVDTk7JF_LdHuSK/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+031.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433056326129717218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XZGT7h5nkTbEDi19mnaEoRSY5G3jRdexzsc1wJV1VPjo-wWX5BAStAyI2TmhvpWAmgTYb-UeZKe8sxutoUOh8quxH5JEPljuPHLeCc9qBHtGqrB-YyacDTPa_BSj9FVDTk7JF_LdHuSK/s400/student+of+the+month+031.jpg" /></a> This is my good friend Shanna, we have been friends for 7 years. We were in the same ward in Oxnard together and after a messy divorce she ended up in our ward here in Moorpark, her mom lives here too! Her son Luke and Jacob are best friends. I was so happy for her when she met a great guy and they decided to get married, I threw her a bridal shower. I am not a hostess by nature but I kept it simple and it turned out great and Shanna felt our love and support which was the whole reason I wanted to do it!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhea6ZSQjMXB8jtpiJdnL1bzIbKr9Y554Hrz8CHowD6bJcmfW7klc8gTWzjH6hHYjmCOihPIP7Fc88PgAS_ihjrEceOoVcTBMn6hCuDQuh1u1dlcITrQbZMOmenn1aMpt5c3mB6E8wkcLrJ/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433056317815290754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhea6ZSQjMXB8jtpiJdnL1bzIbKr9Y554Hrz8CHowD6bJcmfW7klc8gTWzjH6hHYjmCOihPIP7Fc88PgAS_ihjrEceOoVcTBMn6hCuDQuh1u1dlcITrQbZMOmenn1aMpt5c3mB6E8wkcLrJ/s400/student+of+the+month+032.jpg" /></a> I was especially proud of the cake I made! I'm so mad at myself for forgetting to bring the camera to the reception(sorry Tiff!) Shanna looked so beautiful and happy and I've never seen a Mormon cultural hall look so elegant and lovely!<br /><br /><div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-14616374518969792222010-01-20T12:34:00.001-08:002010-01-20T12:59:43.259-08:00First Day of School September 2009Summer is over, time to go back to the daily grind. An exciting new adventure for all 3 boys. Jacob started 6th grade at Mesa Verde Middle School. 6 different classes and teachers. I was very nervous for him, I like that they keep the 6th graders seperate from the 7-8th graders. He really enjoys middle school and is doing well. He got 2 A'S and 4 B's on his reprot card!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7LVyEuHl66w_jAgZ_ETTuhbVxCxjONb7AEAPCrMZapsVI0NraZocjiURy-rdPTXL6i473pTF0UCfISBz9djYTH_gQIw3bMv8Y2hmJ_iTy1QhTGuB8ByAbygixtueKIlD3FoqzTq4CN-7/s1600-h/summer+2009+092.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428923961162464562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-7LVyEuHl66w_jAgZ_ETTuhbVxCxjONb7AEAPCrMZapsVI0NraZocjiURy-rdPTXL6i473pTF0UCfISBz9djYTH_gQIw3bMv8Y2hmJ_iTy1QhTGuB8ByAbygixtueKIlD3FoqzTq4CN-7/s400/summer+2009+092.jpg" /></a>Ben started kindergarden at Campus Canyon Elementary, his teacher is Mrs. Fisher and she is great. It is a K/1st combo class and I worried Ben would fall behind. He is doing so good, he is reading and writing and behaving well! I am so proud of him<br /><div>Lucas started preschool at Mountain Meadows. He goes 3 days a week from 12-3. I work in the class 2x a month. As you can see in the picture below Lucas was jealous he wanted to go to kindergarden too! He's at the desk crying behind Ben. So I had to bite the bullet and pay for preschool, luckily this preschool is very affordable and Steve has been doing really well at work.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivcamNtPgy05iTB2s5SHKvPnS2uiYwjgQoztTS5Vlai_SrrCGQtGusadw7WVw0P7N9v8Oz619NLlReTJ4S1GxYaLhK6l7WQcsc9c4shyphenhyphene4OkgKOAR2Zq_2sxHCdY_aAvpNWIWKvhCTSJlD/s1600-h/summer+2009+098.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428923955283347954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivcamNtPgy05iTB2s5SHKvPnS2uiYwjgQoztTS5Vlai_SrrCGQtGusadw7WVw0P7N9v8Oz619NLlReTJ4S1GxYaLhK6l7WQcsc9c4shyphenhyphene4OkgKOAR2Zq_2sxHCdY_aAvpNWIWKvhCTSJlD/s400/summer+2009+098.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJvGoox-tPpY19Z5TV_N0Jd-y7jCt0YIGHc7Oo_PU0PGUTmMMAxcDuHLWZBcEGw3PxMF5N-n6YLmxfH8Ub385RnExTkTFOLuamMySJC_Qplgzz9akM8wxmyqZYGNSwocjYrEfnRuTQwVh/s1600-h/summer+2009+097.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428923943915231570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvJvGoox-tPpY19Z5TV_N0Jd-y7jCt0YIGHc7Oo_PU0PGUTmMMAxcDuHLWZBcEGw3PxMF5N-n6YLmxfH8Ub385RnExTkTFOLuamMySJC_Qplgzz9akM8wxmyqZYGNSwocjYrEfnRuTQwVh/s400/summer+2009+097.jpg" /></a>It has been crazy running around between 3 schools at 3 different times. I'm so grateful to be in a carpool for Mesa and our neighbors and friends the Omer's take Ben to school in the morning and then I pick up. It's not so bad and it's only 1 year and the perk is I get 2 hours by meself 3 days a week! Next year Ben and Lucas will be at C.C. all day and I'll have lots of quality bonding time with my daughter!<br /><br /><div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-74252501059897889292010-01-18T14:16:00.001-08:002010-01-18T14:27:53.128-08:00Almost time to rename the blog.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjjvZ-gTodRl-FDPquw8XGGfN4NY4woO_T0ntxFLOAu2nsk0xjdaHZxpz-HOPqmaMoDImRngVfZasw-eAmcPSq2k5mlRwKUqQbkBpAnBB5wu4Y1o7QUUL8tsLzJWY-7zorwYymYhh_Rba/s1600-h/summer+2009+135.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428207476652898306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfjjvZ-gTodRl-FDPquw8XGGfN4NY4woO_T0ntxFLOAu2nsk0xjdaHZxpz-HOPqmaMoDImRngVfZasw-eAmcPSq2k5mlRwKUqQbkBpAnBB5wu4Y1o7QUUL8tsLzJWY-7zorwYymYhh_Rba/s400/summer+2009+135.jpg" /></a> I resolved to start blogging again this year, where to start? I was feeling overwhelmed so I'll start with the biggest news. In June we decided to have another baby and even though I changed my mind it was too late, in July I found out I was pregnant! I prepared myself to have another boy. At 16 weeks he told me it was 80% likely to be a girl. I didn't let myself get too excited. At 22 weeks he confirmed it was 100% a girl. I cried . I still can't believe I'm going to have a daughter. I guess I'll believe it when I am holding her in my arms. I am due April 1st but will have her the last week in March via c-section. This picture is me at 27 weeks. We are so thrilled to have a baby on the way. Her name will be Kaylee Joy Fenske. I guess my blog will be called "The Fenske Guys and their Gals"?<br /><div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-36101005333513237732009-08-04T08:41:00.000-07:002009-08-04T08:52:37.144-07:00Kindergarden jump startYesterday Ben had his first day of school kinda......First Five has a program for children entering kindergarden that didn't attend preschool, we do the free preschool that is a mommy and me thing not real preschool. They go to mock school from 8:30-11:30 for 2 weeks. For a kid that didn't want to grow up and was not excited about kindergarden Ben loves it! I cried yesterday when I dropped him off and he was like c-ya mom!Lucas is really having a hard time with it, he wants to stay when we drop him off and go to school too! When we got home Lucas was like I miss Ben and started crying that we left Ben at school. I am going to fork out the cash and put Lucas in a cheap preschool this fall. This morning Ben was up at 6:30 dressed himself and was ready to go, I hope this behavior continues throughout his academic carreer unlike Jacob who hates to get up and I have to rush to get ready! The days drag by but the years fly I can't believe Ben is in school.nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-25672681158168015732009-07-02T20:19:00.001-07:002009-07-02T20:37:03.759-07:00My surfer dudes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrPtycG5jXuYSb-72ZSYIN_Ms8J9aTB0l4BQMTEkaZnhn2Eqqvf7R6AcCbp_DgcDyN6vmKRS_my1MyCGKUVuv6FBWXdW-DtJYnuvdxbcJi9NGBC9-eETeINZ08oo0IFEQepq65b0dTLDR/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354069848941137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKrPtycG5jXuYSb-72ZSYIN_Ms8J9aTB0l4BQMTEkaZnhn2Eqqvf7R6AcCbp_DgcDyN6vmKRS_my1MyCGKUVuv6FBWXdW-DtJYnuvdxbcJi9NGBC9-eETeINZ08oo0IFEQepq65b0dTLDR/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+057.jpg" border="0" /></a> Steve has dreams of family surf trips and taking his boys out with him when he goes surfing. He got one step closer today. Jacob went out with him. Every time we've gone to the beach so far this summer Jacob spends most of the time in the water, bogeyboarding or body surfing and now surfing. It's funny when I was in high school I always wanted a surfer boyfriend, there were lots of posers but I ended up marrying a real surfer! Now he's sharing his love of surfing with Jacob and he enjoyed it. I couldn't believe he didn't complain once and he did wipeout alot!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgi7JIGzKuA71woEbmU9lilJ2m57150OK7GjbE7SMY2-DPiMlLKaYZvzaDILPG6DBw9mV0DMwhgtW0HvlyywakwQJFJw1kGaRXGZpDWRpvAw5MGgZKS8DDwzNkBz5AHeeOU5uZlS-XOoN/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354069843895664258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgi7JIGzKuA71woEbmU9lilJ2m57150OK7GjbE7SMY2-DPiMlLKaYZvzaDILPG6DBw9mV0DMwhgtW0HvlyywakwQJFJw1kGaRXGZpDWRpvAw5MGgZKS8DDwzNkBz5AHeeOU5uZlS-XOoN/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /></a> I can't believe how big my boy is getting! I am so proud of him!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqlLhCwUqEE0qTw1i8ayjuPzBzMvz9Eu22TLY056WAufIFapQ2pDnwP7SamxL5Rrru-XaVkpz4t1iMN1p7aa01i0tvFT6SrITdlCb9n97LkQmlJDmZe-78vneV-785hD2ZqxOmaNMafQnK/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354069837703269522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqlLhCwUqEE0qTw1i8ayjuPzBzMvz9Eu22TLY056WAufIFapQ2pDnwP7SamxL5Rrru-XaVkpz4t1iMN1p7aa01i0tvFT6SrITdlCb9n97LkQmlJDmZe-78vneV-785hD2ZqxOmaNMafQnK/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+068.jpg" border="0" /></a> He actually got up 2 times.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFd7Y3Bp91Q0ZG8lHiQuAko0K4E-VrFpR7pb82PKOXSuRoK1ZPKP5KkdCvoXHIjvStf_71agQ_3oeyzjWFpUJks2PtkhxWOHmrAc3ny5AX5amMd3Y58GxbEwLXyI1DaHGbMBjh6HU2zem/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354069832321426898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOFd7Y3Bp91Q0ZG8lHiQuAko0K4E-VrFpR7pb82PKOXSuRoK1ZPKP5KkdCvoXHIjvStf_71agQ_3oeyzjWFpUJks2PtkhxWOHmrAc3ny5AX5amMd3Y58GxbEwLXyI1DaHGbMBjh6HU2zem/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+067.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is my favorite picture...what a stud!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9X-JC8ZzFmb-MVHWjah35hchEWPZM8KJZcDnxH_QdXoiW284MxtuZ-Md8ud9NJgbrCXRVpH5aLePSUZkkLNOQ7DX_y-abrvIVfxd82EQDHjP9Av5mpKUbedzkBaocxMZiBn249H-S2_a/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354069824945395922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh9X-JC8ZzFmb-MVHWjah35hchEWPZM8KJZcDnxH_QdXoiW284MxtuZ-Md8ud9NJgbrCXRVpH5aLePSUZkkLNOQ7DX_y-abrvIVfxd82EQDHjP9Av5mpKUbedzkBaocxMZiBn249H-S2_a/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+062.jpg" border="0" /></a> Steve is such a great teacher. He has alot of patience and does most of the work. It's very hard to turn a long board and paddle out. You get worked alot. So it's nice to have him helping you out!nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-594296160401157012009-06-28T13:19:00.001-07:002009-06-28T13:28:26.702-07:00Mother's Day 2009<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDV-b8vp2yo3z040ww19c63iolYlCgzon1MCtQ82Uh_6J2o_vP9EPliDmLK_FvCa2tZ6ILZghmQr0DOw5su0tUzGIYDqIR05I2DAiE5Xhjyy88dy-wkL99H_lOGxGcGdizIV3t1NpKhz4/s1600-h/dylan+and+preston+2009+033.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUDV-b8vp2yo3z040ww19c63iolYlCgzon1MCtQ82Uh_6J2o_vP9EPliDmLK_FvCa2tZ6ILZghmQr0DOw5su0tUzGIYDqIR05I2DAiE5Xhjyy88dy-wkL99H_lOGxGcGdizIV3t1NpKhz4/s400/dylan+and+preston+2009+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352476074339610626" /></a><br />For the first time in a long time I got to spend Mother's Day with my mom! It was so nice to have Grandma here. We went to church and I got to sit with my mom in Relief Society. This is a big deal because I am the only member in my family and I feel sad about experiences I have that I never get to share with them. I was blessed this day because we sang 2 of my favorite hymns, one "love at home" and the other "Teach Me to Walk in the Light", this paticular song has special meaning because we sung it at my baptism and my mom was not there. So I got to sit by my mom and feel the spirit as we sang these songs. For me that was a great Mother's Day gift from my Heavenly Father. I will never forget it.nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-86903918487928348712009-06-27T06:08:00.001-07:002009-06-27T06:38:25.258-07:00Post Marathon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpajYBR44wvZjkvZ556u8sFGsoiUO1SkVkVh8-xzfnjuC9wnMn_TNjSPHvbE9rHcEpxzj-U6OQlxK6dKxFdZr513eyqMKxUpDb-C4HWAfEa0_6RS5DJEN4am6mnMiqAXOrIuE3dwgWZ0n/s1600-h/LA+Marathon+09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351996449606354482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpajYBR44wvZjkvZ556u8sFGsoiUO1SkVkVh8-xzfnjuC9wnMn_TNjSPHvbE9rHcEpxzj-U6OQlxK6dKxFdZr513eyqMKxUpDb-C4HWAfEa0_6RS5DJEN4am6mnMiqAXOrIuE3dwgWZ0n/s400/LA+Marathon+09.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love this girl, Shawna she is my most hard core friend. I would have been so lonely through out my training and at the start of the race if it wasn't for this girl. I've talked her ears off and "copped a squat" so many times around her and she still loves me! We stayed together until mile 13 and met up at the finish, I think her time was 5:10 ish. This gal works full time, exercise instructor part time, has a social life and still managed to train for a marathon....she's awesome! Thank you Shawna for sharing this experience with me and being my friend. We drove home together stinky and sore. When I got home I had a sweet surprise.........<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRX-qkb3EyhQMNPxZXQpn_bjZ2ywCDdkJRxlsSNrArAIUqMA9CRct7B8scVOB_MwUWGrQQAo6NhiP6EjQ3SLtSoqdStOb2K8QKgpGSQc2KV1SUhu2ja2x7k0_BD79pP3__nlKpjz7Cv9nr/s1600-h/marathon+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995322002692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRX-qkb3EyhQMNPxZXQpn_bjZ2ywCDdkJRxlsSNrArAIUqMA9CRct7B8scVOB_MwUWGrQQAo6NhiP6EjQ3SLtSoqdStOb2K8QKgpGSQc2KV1SUhu2ja2x7k0_BD79pP3__nlKpjz7Cv9nr/s400/marathon+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9evl_ZPSlNQcTZgLR5AwPFsBtoKdqJ3g3MuO231GZe84YfL9WEIcs32QIDSPeQbtcf0sHqKMTY0FBR6_KV_o5v6elu1hVZqbpNuDAP4ie7-JT-noyV0dkqvy60hXg_CheRKEistGmv-g7/s1600-h/marathon+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995316679571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9evl_ZPSlNQcTZgLR5AwPFsBtoKdqJ3g3MuO231GZe84YfL9WEIcs32QIDSPeQbtcf0sHqKMTY0FBR6_KV_o5v6elu1hVZqbpNuDAP4ie7-JT-noyV0dkqvy60hXg_CheRKEistGmv-g7/s400/marathon+036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ruthann watched the boys and helped them make posters and signs and hung them on the garage and in the widows. My favorite was in the front window" Our mom ran the L.A. Marathon today!" All my neighbors kept congratulating me which was kinda cool!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ7Our3TIIVFRoarokIjJBn0Djarp0M69E_K_9oeS6yuo7oIgxv57I8ybeM-rzxi6Yy_AMZ46HNM7ch9jxiRR7wz2rVgW2zLbYi8t_N4R4ikBc45ZkfaoojDOVXWvcI5hGjXMvqANRVczp/s1600-h/marathon+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994022602810242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ7Our3TIIVFRoarokIjJBn0Djarp0M69E_K_9oeS6yuo7oIgxv57I8ybeM-rzxi6Yy_AMZ46HNM7ch9jxiRR7wz2rVgW2zLbYi8t_N4R4ikBc45ZkfaoojDOVXWvcI5hGjXMvqANRVczp/s400/marathon+042.jpg" border="0" /></a> My boys were so impressed with my medal. Ruthann got me a really cool box to mount on the wall to hang my medal, bib, and race photos in! Then we partied up at the Fenske's, yummy food, Iwasn't all that hungry but my knees were in alot of pain.I iced them the whole day every time I would sit or stand for a long period of time they would stiffen up. I taught a spin class the next day and my class thought I was crazy but you wouldn't believe how good it felt to get my muscles warm, I kept the resistence low. It took me about 2 weeks to fully recover and feel normal again. One thing would stop hurting and then I would realize another new pain/soreness!</div><div>I ran 2 straight miles for the first time yesterday, I think I'm going to do a 10K on the 4th of July. I love to run! I used to run to be thin, not anymore f.y.i. you would think you would lose weight training for a marathon not me I gained 5 lbs! Mostly muscle my claves got gynormous and my quadsjust call me quadzilla! So I'm focusing now on losing muscle and getting lean! Always gotta have a goal!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-62051053842925539482009-06-27T05:55:00.000-07:002009-06-27T06:08:00.166-07:00L.A. Marathon 2009...I did it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPCUVYPQoNzQgTNt6tIEQExNzOfkfFIPdj1zar4Nclc1jCOucmeghl7_ne7S5up4OWW4h_3kHoTe6ZvvwTKw4878v0XuQEltVUKwX95sgOqomANxpD0snCLOF0xnegU46J95bEHDVrIz2O/s1600-h/marathon+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351991613082930930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPCUVYPQoNzQgTNt6tIEQExNzOfkfFIPdj1zar4Nclc1jCOucmeghl7_ne7S5up4OWW4h_3kHoTe6ZvvwTKw4878v0XuQEltVUKwX95sgOqomANxpD0snCLOF0xnegU46J95bEHDVrIz2O/s400/marathon+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowpTcSLAFuxe3yqRWZ9jSPHAG_2aSVs4lSWr21SHkVwmeWOD3LA7u0ky9XfWkm_UWP7_0-pair7s0jfrL-v7fMntyThdxx2E3fXYo_gDq9b98wK9Xwgw6YTR3CsiN9eIRKpsxIkzdnnQR/s1600-h/marathon+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351991610566721394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowpTcSLAFuxe3yqRWZ9jSPHAG_2aSVs4lSWr21SHkVwmeWOD3LA7u0ky9XfWkm_UWP7_0-pair7s0jfrL-v7fMntyThdxx2E3fXYo_gDq9b98wK9Xwgw6YTR3CsiN9eIRKpsxIkzdnnQR/s400/marathon+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> It feels amazing to accomplish something you've wanted to do for the past 3 years but didn't have the guts to go for it and just do it! I finally did it! For those of you that don't know I ran the L.A. Marathon on Mon. May 25. A marathon is 26.2 miles. There were over 15,000 runners so it was a slow start, it finally started to break up around mile 2. I was great until mile 20 when my knees, hips, and feet started to bother me. By 25 the pain was almost unbearable, my knees felt like they were going to buckle and snap, my feet were throbbing, and my hips were incredibly tight at this point it is all mental. It is amazing to see mile 26 but that last .2, the finish line seems so far away. The crowd lining the streets cheering you on feels incredible, like you are a celebrity. I crossed the finish line and cried not because of emotion or satisfaction but I've never experienced pain like that but it's worth it like the signs people were holding say "pain is momentary but glory is forever" It's true I'd do it all over again.<br />My time was 4:40, I'm a little disappointed I must confess I thought I'd do better. Maybe next time? I like awake at night wondering where I went wrong? What I could've done better and these are the 2 things I have come up with...I should have foam rolled out the night before, I should not have switched out my shoes 2 weeks prior but my old ones were done! Better planning and have 2 pair of shoes alternating while training.</div><div> Steve and my mom came down to support me. It was so great to see my mom's big hair and her cheerful face around the corner at mile 18, thanks for coming you'll never know how much that meant to me!<br />I just want to encourage you all if there's anything in your life that you've been wanting to do and it seems impossible.You've got to visualize yourself doing it and don't give up! You can do anything you put your mind and whole heart into!<br />Thanks everyone for your enthusiasm and well wishes!<br /><div> </div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-65194559687607127442009-04-23T12:17:00.001-07:002009-04-23T12:27:13.808-07:00The Soup<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97FEzniTgvM9FYUgD9bV6pz3umNOutt0FMYkH9qbvrLWd10JBQer2D3AqAgbtUYNhnhnwqdq_Q5-j3z-bksVNGvHMGsYCa8U6Y3UxnvYrNxSQTa1JsbgQ9Zr7HsNjwX2b34Bj9mWuMjha/s1600-h/joel+mchale.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327968447625379890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97FEzniTgvM9FYUgD9bV6pz3umNOutt0FMYkH9qbvrLWd10JBQer2D3AqAgbtUYNhnhnwqdq_Q5-j3z-bksVNGvHMGsYCa8U6Y3UxnvYrNxSQTa1JsbgQ9Zr7HsNjwX2b34Bj9mWuMjha/s400/joel+mchale.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yes it's me and Joel McHale! If you watch the E channel you will know who he is, if you don't he is hilarious and he hosts a reality clip show. My friend Nicole has a friend who knows a guy that works for E and got us tickets to a taping of The Soup last night. It was hilarious as always and Joel is a super cool guy. At the end of taping he thanks everyone for coming and shakes their hand, I asked for a pic cuz I love the show and I had to have some visuals to go with my bragging! Bruno, the judge from Dancing with the Stars made a cameo but I don't watch that show so I didn't really care. We went out to dinner and had a fabulous girls nite out! A shout out to Rebecca for watching the boys until Steve got home from work! Lucas will not stop talking about Matthew and all the fun they had! </div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-18270816299388726442009-03-31T08:41:00.001-07:002009-03-31T09:06:28.406-07:00Agoura Great Race: Half Marathon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkitEUkCvaTyPniNywHpgo3dknLkCKU1R_varjLU1gGSAs6LODxvG6HrIBdrn6NZoag34JZHacBzqQP6vEWdDH3-_6RJL6QXUdGdrZjtz7-zYBv_JnCteNJR-beB0oES1SzZ4Va-7ry0sW/s1600-h/Shawna0309+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319378430518202898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkitEUkCvaTyPniNywHpgo3dknLkCKU1R_varjLU1gGSAs6LODxvG6HrIBdrn6NZoag34JZHacBzqQP6vEWdDH3-_6RJL6QXUdGdrZjtz7-zYBv_JnCteNJR-beB0oES1SzZ4Va-7ry0sW/s400/Shawna0309+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Shawna and I before. It was soooo cold! I couldn't feel my toes until mile 3, they were so numb from the cold. We did the Pacific Half instead of the Chesebro this year which was all street. We thought it would be easier and didn't really train at all. We were wrong! It was all up hill on Kanan rd. and around Malibu Lake down and around and back up hill to the finish at Agoura High School. The scenery was beautiful but you couldn't really enjoy it because there was one hill after another!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshzfdUnKPNf1ZmMlT5ELRc-HRMTfi6GkIbTjIWlRMsYb9lTjve32CjOzWnu36EDhmN7L7pd-8vGIH_GRmXvsjVn6cX7VtICqa7d8bOXb06_XWNo30EJU5_abzBaO5JDFV9vy3bORDPFr3/s1600-h/P1090650.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319378061462520946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjshzfdUnKPNf1ZmMlT5ELRc-HRMTfi6GkIbTjIWlRMsYb9lTjve32CjOzWnu36EDhmN7L7pd-8vGIH_GRmXvsjVn6cX7VtICqa7d8bOXb06_XWNo30EJU5_abzBaO5JDFV9vy3bORDPFr3/s400/P1090650.JPG" border="0" /></a> Me crossing the finish line, I know I am a dork! My goal was to finish under 2 hours and my time was 1:59:06, I barely made it but I felt fine after I wasn't sore the next day except for my shins from the downhill on the pavement. So I'm pleased to announce this was the beginning of my training for the L.A. Marathon on May 25! It is on Monday this year, it's usually on Sunday as most marathons are and I want to be obedient to the Sabbath so I know this is meant to be!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIssEN9bSGSQ9AU07vDaXYwFrhMvlNjxGBmY589lQa451b96xmD1ORdHpkcmiCokOAhpuaabxcgSxY0aO-ZwKN-kGVDBmmhzMQZMRB5rb3OXCEo263oiu73_Fj64xnyXlZIEL7MC6_2hR/s1600-h/Shawna0309+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319377917184901810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIssEN9bSGSQ9AU07vDaXYwFrhMvlNjxGBmY589lQa451b96xmD1ORdHpkcmiCokOAhpuaabxcgSxY0aO-ZwKN-kGVDBmmhzMQZMRB5rb3OXCEo263oiu73_Fj64xnyXlZIEL7MC6_2hR/s400/Shawna0309+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> Shawna and I after. I talked Shawna into doing the L.A. Marathon with me. She is my most hardcore friend and she likes to push herself as hard as I do! Wish us luck!<br /><br />This year the race had extra special meaning. Last year my friend Ginger Clinton that passed away ran the 5K and she was very proud of her accomplishment. To honor her memory a big group of us, her whole family included, all participated in various races. We all wore red shirts, her favorite color, with the word "Happiness" on the front and her initials on the back. It was very cool to see all the red shirts and remember Ginger. Honestly a couple of times throughout my 13 miles I called on Ginger to help me, I felt her spirit and presence there. She was such an awesome person! I miss her so much!<br /><div></div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-76644183044440643502009-02-24T09:37:00.000-08:002009-02-24T09:38:22.230-08:00Disneyland again<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarxFtd1fdFt-BQV2T1fZ_KJuu-se4uDlh-8u18RisHB04NBaz-Fb3h6D9SwJWDufcgdYSOXw81m-zvlNWQ71r-ChRBGyk8HzfMzwJyy2dtBtfJNSMon_Ywi3dDX2A-lcbAsV6QWIHWyiB/s1600-h/100_0565.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiarxFtd1fdFt-BQV2T1fZ_KJuu-se4uDlh-8u18RisHB04NBaz-Fb3h6D9SwJWDufcgdYSOXw81m-zvlNWQ71r-ChRBGyk8HzfMzwJyy2dtBtfJNSMon_Ywi3dDX2A-lcbAsV6QWIHWyiB/s400/100_0565.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDcBeGbvcgGr2uil1F8_uxa96yR01dWJu3yRTC1IGcqBL9SwRSS4ywVE3v6n9aP3qNzntDfSbUbjsZ-qoMzAxBPoJopLNfph1DwdEcR6HyXd4sUO4Y2kKDJ8_fsaFH90khaNz-r0hW7Le/s1600-h/100_0568.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVDcBeGbvcgGr2uil1F8_uxa96yR01dWJu3yRTC1IGcqBL9SwRSS4ywVE3v6n9aP3qNzntDfSbUbjsZ-qoMzAxBPoJopLNfph1DwdEcR6HyXd4sUO4Y2kKDJ8_fsaFH90khaNz-r0hW7Le/s400/100_0568.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>They were even stressed about "Small World".ME: "It's not scary. It's just a bunch of dolls singing." Boys: "Are the dolls scary?" it's finally open with some new additions and the boys loved it like I knew they would<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2WcrzkuzZbM5WFvhAz44S6oNpsHg-sRJkqq48BeUJNDOVpZ30EFGzZT2ZfJare5qbZH0vkSsIK85ZKERjWPowfymn6WNKIwzbtNdAiFvSzdjq_xcw5AaiTrBIbZb-Ha8ZzariAeCOmI4/s1600-h/100_0569.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb2WcrzkuzZbM5WFvhAz44S6oNpsHg-sRJkqq48BeUJNDOVpZ30EFGzZT2ZfJare5qbZH0vkSsIK85ZKERjWPowfymn6WNKIwzbtNdAiFvSzdjq_xcw5AaiTrBIbZb-Ha8ZzariAeCOmI4/s400/100_0569.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>It was a little chilly but sunshine all day, even Jasmine and Alladin have their coats on.<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3qn6wqVX2odbbgy6q0pWkG_QsXWmsapdUlCetNbrY_vHCLbSW8SXx3zsscNuVzrFlACnzChbjsHYGMPCbeHRA56nW0RYnj3LSLnrOlClMG9vh5mg2aEjctcd-DdqIfkxuAc3NbgaTZH6/s1600-h/100_0576.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ3qn6wqVX2odbbgy6q0pWkG_QsXWmsapdUlCetNbrY_vHCLbSW8SXx3zsscNuVzrFlACnzChbjsHYGMPCbeHRA56nW0RYnj3LSLnrOlClMG9vh5mg2aEjctcd-DdqIfkxuAc3NbgaTZH6/s400/100_0576.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>They changed Tom Sawyer's island to the pirate's hideout...this was new for us.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-22666621995107913532009-02-23T15:47:00.000-08:002009-02-23T15:48:26.726-08:00It's "Captain Underpants"!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1pKgJlvSWMD8XvSdftCh1uDMvv00CZavXSk2-JanoIEaioVdH-oWmPv5vgoybN3y-YyUg3c02ppJZ5CqMasdtnNEEUrhItarmJnBff4fNYFSuCgDoirEbPPXuZYf7b9cfcLQbtsBbs0jJ/s1600-h/100_0594.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1pKgJlvSWMD8XvSdftCh1uDMvv00CZavXSk2-JanoIEaioVdH-oWmPv5vgoybN3y-YyUg3c02ppJZ5CqMasdtnNEEUrhItarmJnBff4fNYFSuCgDoirEbPPXuZYf7b9cfcLQbtsBbs0jJ/s400/100_0594.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div> I was up on the computer and Ben calls me and says "look mom I'm Captain Underpants!"<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6K2P7-fRL0HYXYdQCOeIF41AFMRX2ptFTN6tYXIHDUbVDaXyGclmmb1Z4bSeRnPXV6DFVdZeU1uOj-CwwnmhV_wyT-KA2agsTih5w9LC4B9aY88hPkZG3svUpUEBFUwe7LMxaG9piMkVi/s1600-h/100_0595.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6K2P7-fRL0HYXYdQCOeIF41AFMRX2ptFTN6tYXIHDUbVDaXyGclmmb1Z4bSeRnPXV6DFVdZeU1uOj-CwwnmhV_wyT-KA2agsTih5w9LC4B9aY88hPkZG3svUpUEBFUwe7LMxaG9piMkVi/s400/100_0595.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div> I had to grab my camera and blog it, I can't wait till he's 17 and show these pics to his friends!<br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmRZFNE-XDh4r7QGSP7fynqxAOhCXkekPKztdtHS3vsdzhWaF66MebIcIfuATyBsF0Z_cQ023bihCgL9w4W80q-x5XKr_2awcbutV06W9xqToRiLWKUup1DxaMNGwzRQuriqb1E5gKBvY5/s1600-h/100_0597.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmRZFNE-XDh4r7QGSP7fynqxAOhCXkekPKztdtHS3vsdzhWaF66MebIcIfuATyBsF0Z_cQ023bihCgL9w4W80q-x5XKr_2awcbutV06W9xqToRiLWKUup1DxaMNGwzRQuriqb1E5gKBvY5/s400/100_0597.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>If you've read the books you know what I'm talking about!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-13470070833600019232009-02-23T15:38:00.000-08:002009-02-23T15:39:13.085-08:00Lucas, the drama boy<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIdSiSwtjZztZz7N5adx8C1nlj84BPFslYPDkEJuTJq4BdYbLdA2MPugoIsB9L2Xo-5lyI7y6CQbNx6cRtNVFkd3LZDRuDMOfhQBMA6yMKVMFVKnFApJxSGneBvrIpLP7KJ5v5cB5d02_/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+001.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEIdSiSwtjZztZz7N5adx8C1nlj84BPFslYPDkEJuTJq4BdYbLdA2MPugoIsB9L2Xo-5lyI7y6CQbNx6cRtNVFkd3LZDRuDMOfhQBMA6yMKVMFVKnFApJxSGneBvrIpLP7KJ5v5cB5d02_/s400/student+of+the+month+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Na03F6nUNDSOMRDrldKKfAHqYukZswfqx8UFAHcx79isZ7-4p-IK1m7YfKvMh45LficZWoLGaqWySyIzjsTvuzFjLv37_Mv-AaD92uFL_G0QSRn8TYYJikBFz0lY4xC94Db8g-91a6YO/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+002.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Na03F6nUNDSOMRDrldKKfAHqYukZswfqx8UFAHcx79isZ7-4p-IK1m7YfKvMh45LficZWoLGaqWySyIzjsTvuzFjLv37_Mv-AaD92uFL_G0QSRn8TYYJikBFz0lY4xC94Db8g-91a6YO/s400/student+of+the+month+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOMJi6ar44oIVRx5mPs7N0Ux6xz-Xd2fSmhLZc6CZbESWRFnQypbPalXdlTGUtXIO93sYzDxKXOSsJeMZZSIF49vX1u3rn2yQSZLhubnTXvsp3FIY_yZr9QP-qhF9oYwCPWzEB5Y0lCug/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+003.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikOMJi6ar44oIVRx5mPs7N0Ux6xz-Xd2fSmhLZc6CZbESWRFnQypbPalXdlTGUtXIO93sYzDxKXOSsJeMZZSIF49vX1u3rn2yQSZLhubnTXvsp3FIY_yZr9QP-qhF9oYwCPWzEB5Y0lCug/s400/student+of+the+month+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiNvsgu3sYFPvCRNCZ4zasscORSr2dgH3-5IBJ0VtSnbkwpxnLW_EW30bX2mcR2UUv9h2hXEZrQ5FjwonC-HHmjQSlOn8sW-udrVTQK4PBzH7KfBuyUafVQKlsT5xt9mt_ewwKXL9Et-XU/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+059.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiNvsgu3sYFPvCRNCZ4zasscORSr2dgH3-5IBJ0VtSnbkwpxnLW_EW30bX2mcR2UUv9h2hXEZrQ5FjwonC-HHmjQSlOn8sW-udrVTQK4PBzH7KfBuyUafVQKlsT5xt9mt_ewwKXL9Et-XU/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+059.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br />This kid is all drama! He's definately a Leo, just like his mama.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-14772069620086506242009-02-06T14:43:00.001-08:002009-02-06T14:59:23.888-08:00Bonding with Sara<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj262G5XqJulCFDsiLlr5Qc8bQRfedvKy4AEBQra3hIe9RNorH4xJPVtL0Q317GPjcc0g7BtmyMKf6pO_5e30BdsOW5n2wFwZ7nNsWLPmHi73ptqKnJFLiiZbU6gD5AWoCfJVGaicO2s9Pd/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299821717553643026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj262G5XqJulCFDsiLlr5Qc8bQRfedvKy4AEBQra3hIe9RNorH4xJPVtL0Q317GPjcc0g7BtmyMKf6pO_5e30BdsOW5n2wFwZ7nNsWLPmHi73ptqKnJFLiiZbU6gD5AWoCfJVGaicO2s9Pd/s400/student+of+the+month+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> We made a cool club house out of a big box. Ben adores Sara and tries to do all he can to make her happy. Lucas on the other hand not so sweet but he loves her just the same he just has an annoying way of showing it, she's a tough cookie never once has she cried because he did something to her.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtzL8ebT96CeawKmIihKesv6rfRVwGiY5DOZ3HKWwa1-n6HdcCcrFTIIrYjcWiimqczvgaaMrrsF0NQ7nRIf0_t0X9pOomfCdWb-2BJmWrrnwLwL0x8kTFi7iGxiqCFTBO82TXqTl_LJx/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299819017706232434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtzL8ebT96CeawKmIihKesv6rfRVwGiY5DOZ3HKWwa1-n6HdcCcrFTIIrYjcWiimqczvgaaMrrsF0NQ7nRIf0_t0X9pOomfCdWb-2BJmWrrnwLwL0x8kTFi7iGxiqCFTBO82TXqTl_LJx/s400/student+of+the+month+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>My little niece who is growing way too fast has a bad case of seperation anxiety from her mother.</div><div>She screams and is inconsolable whenever her mother leaves the room. Not even her father can calm her down. So when Maryann asked for some help with this problem I was all to happy to help....it's hard to bond with a child when she only wants her mommy and this is my daughter that I'll never have so we need to bond! Anyways Maryann has been bringing her over tuesdays and thursdays and sneaking out for a bit. Yes she cried but she did let me hold, console, and read to her which was nice and last thursday she didn't cry at all! She whimpered when she noticed MA was gone but didn't cry! </div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-32219107071333554052009-02-05T15:11:00.000-08:002009-02-05T15:35:48.183-08:00Student of the Month!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojLPTuJwBhoBfHPhPmTqpbBhMPHmxgsm-JGBLDxkFbKUVCGkdjgvDtTjykWocql-Ctn3KoDxzGdoIQoRFO7j48xQo4c9ZgBYdmX1EcGBiUp1Kf1FIVFK513LB7dslavl0nFIgk_l5g10i/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299460504849348066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojLPTuJwBhoBfHPhPmTqpbBhMPHmxgsm-JGBLDxkFbKUVCGkdjgvDtTjykWocql-Ctn3KoDxzGdoIQoRFO7j48xQo4c9ZgBYdmX1EcGBiUp1Kf1FIVFK513LB7dslavl0nFIgk_l5g10i/s400/student+of+the+month+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZSxADuj2bcx_BgGVbHBwAyyp6kMMVUYkAmeLeB4g5y4icDNQhT7upMEH3qr4TYEb7LhGeNp7x7SxSd_ZgRbf-U2T1AdpMzV4DFotqp-uri08A686P7jfufMqxdLoyfSOcXIE25A97zKw2/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299460500016235874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZSxADuj2bcx_BgGVbHBwAyyp6kMMVUYkAmeLeB4g5y4icDNQhT7upMEH3qr4TYEb7LhGeNp7x7SxSd_ZgRbf-U2T1AdpMzV4DFotqp-uri08A686P7jfufMqxdLoyfSOcXIE25A97zKw2/s400/student+of+the+month+010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu7wimTF4ZJgrJ2yfgRL7SiBgg1pZLSL7OOU7HFWZ29vYjC4Od6IoHKBwCaAcpnd6yDJ9cNCG7p7Ukum8UweO1eiG0RcrHK1O0kpVRmaYVueoCzG-J2_MGXL4ftsKeC2b5aiqSz3e0buA/s1600-h/student+of+the+month+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299460497196164306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMu7wimTF4ZJgrJ2yfgRL7SiBgg1pZLSL7OOU7HFWZ29vYjC4Od6IoHKBwCaAcpnd6yDJ9cNCG7p7Ukum8UweO1eiG0RcrHK1O0kpVRmaYVueoCzG-J2_MGXL4ftsKeC2b5aiqSz3e0buA/s400/student+of+the+month+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Fifth grade has been a challenge for Jacob. He doesn't pay attention in class therefore he misses instructions and it's been affecting his grades. His teacher is awesome and really cares about Jacob. He got him into the afterschool homework/tutoring program which was a huge blessing for me because Mon thru Thur. I dreaded homework time. Jacob and I now have nice conversations after school instead of annoying fights over homework. I got a call from Mr. Keatts and my first reaction was now what...he's had behavior problems. I was pleasantly surprised to find out he choose Jacob as the student of the month because of his improvements and he was calling to invite me to the award assembly. This is when I am grateful I don't have a job and of coarse I would be there. I was so proud. I cried of coarse. I love my little "doots". I am so proud of his hard work and efforts to improve! I of all people know how hard it is to pay attention and not talk when it's not the appropriate time. I also know how important school is and this is the point in his life when he is either going to fall further and further behind and eventually give up and hate school or work a little harder, be successful and hopefully excell like I know he is capable of doing.</div><br /><br /><br /><div>I am also very proud of Ben and Lucas who sat through the assembly, it wasn't short and Jacob was the last person to go up, they were very well behaved and they cheered real loud for their big brother which was cute.</div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-75505631988888428732009-01-24T12:59:00.000-08:002009-01-24T13:01:37.523-08:00Does anybody Blog anymore?Or is everybody on Facebook? I caved to the pressure and invitations to be friends and I'm on it. I was very skeptical and negative but it's been so fun connecting with old high school buddies but it is consuming way too much of my free time!nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-68687977853387531552009-01-24T11:49:00.000-08:002009-01-24T12:58:05.859-08:00Sick of birthday cake!Ben choose to have his party at Chuck E. Cheese. I despise this place...but it wasn't my birthday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tyudd7KYPvjikL0qf1RwZ0Z74GY8PoyXUtX4f8Vo0S_MPdG-bNZe8_n7qZosQuvKtMKuhjQgkphMvC4bqeWavP3aQ2ib3kOhrjXKIKHBU6J_DJzNF7LoegpkMxBJ273AOGAXnAVH8fG8/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294955053462334210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tyudd7KYPvjikL0qf1RwZ0Z74GY8PoyXUtX4f8Vo0S_MPdG-bNZe8_n7qZosQuvKtMKuhjQgkphMvC4bqeWavP3aQ2ib3kOhrjXKIKHBU6J_DJzNF7LoegpkMxBJ273AOGAXnAVH8fG8/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+053.jpg" border="0" /></a>The party got off to a bad start...Steve had an unexpected campout with the scouts so I was left alone..I got one of my ctr 9s to be a mommies helper ...the minute we walked into the chaos I was inline to pay for the pizza and tokens, Ben had to go pee but didn't tell anyone and didn't know where to go so he peed his pants naturally. Luckily I had a bunch of clothes in the back of my car that I've been meaning to drop off at the Salvation Army, they were a a little small but they worked...the one time procrastination paid off! My friend Sarah, Brooklyn's mom helped me out alot too...thank goodness for friends...the kids had a really good time and Ben said it was great, that's all that matters!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnE-OLqO4l1F8Mu0ywHxErlA7k5hf6j7almIAfjh-hFWu0rJJzFSmPEGco67noiho9xwvC4tYYX50Xaq6PJKuZBKWipjyQ3rn44I5MOE___Kca596Xd_0uNNFUQG9U5eeQcHCC_0ZX-Vcf/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294955049706983890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnE-OLqO4l1F8Mu0ywHxErlA7k5hf6j7almIAfjh-hFWu0rJJzFSmPEGco67noiho9xwvC4tYYX50Xaq6PJKuZBKWipjyQ3rn44I5MOE___Kca596Xd_0uNNFUQG9U5eeQcHCC_0ZX-Vcf/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+061.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's official..his party with friends wasn't until friday but his actual birthday was the monday before, he was very upset about this and said he was not 5 until his party with his friends.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOblK7Sts4zhXcf3kFpxMHkE5nSF6Aaqv1ocBi83AUIPe-GSFM1H9amU1WERNFFWyKYYSI4iMRmBeaWQBfzdTkxgf55mS9hCWmqJ5m9yFzYulpvKYpsNvrcq6H8AvWoD9ibY0CEjVYqvlu/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+057.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294955045130201346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOblK7Sts4zhXcf3kFpxMHkE5nSF6Aaqv1ocBi83AUIPe-GSFM1H9amU1WERNFFWyKYYSI4iMRmBeaWQBfzdTkxgf55mS9hCWmqJ5m9yFzYulpvKYpsNvrcq6H8AvWoD9ibY0CEjVYqvlu/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+057.jpg" border="0" /></a> He had 7 friends to help him celebrate: Taylor, Emily, Brookly, Blake, Jonathan, Sophie, and Matthew and his brother Lucas who had a hard time being happy for his brother, he keeps complaining "when is it going to be my bday?"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tcK7BlrZ4_PLo_JpvBOmjH9rs3k6LZrapnwxMx_3xgL8hkOyj2LSR-TAaMRGiwixK7F_hCUoLBudPBZcW5XS6oJQQiniDx-1gOwb75dsYoFU6jrJTIiUawq28dlxiKpyTYA3jv7LTMR6/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294955040833432626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tcK7BlrZ4_PLo_JpvBOmjH9rs3k6LZrapnwxMx_3xgL8hkOyj2LSR-TAaMRGiwixK7F_hCUoLBudPBZcW5XS6oJQQiniDx-1gOwb75dsYoFU6jrJTIiUawq28dlxiKpyTYA3jv7LTMR6/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi793532n7gtVQBRAFFDIb7ttByo0jTHD6mLrUZuzSu9ZJoirMH876hwV-RVVmxN_nrMJ2kJorH5fal8JaJaunYhpwdAPGT9yWCYdW8vxjOwE8l6T4kTgWQXpY8YKAUFuHwvFtH6qzwsvAp/s1600-h/christmas0Bens+birthday+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294952667014541330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi793532n7gtVQBRAFFDIb7ttByo0jTHD6mLrUZuzSu9ZJoirMH876hwV-RVVmxN_nrMJ2kJorH5fal8JaJaunYhpwdAPGT9yWCYdW8vxjOwE8l6T4kTgWQXpY8YKAUFuHwvFtH6qzwsvAp/s400/christmas0Bens+birthday+037.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>After several parties and much cake the birthday festivities are over! Steve's is the 14th and Ben's is the 19th. We had 2 family parties one with the Fenskes and another with the Woznys (who surprised us with a visit on the way home from their trip to the Grand Canyon) I made cupcakes for Steve and his scouts on his bday and then had cupcakes last night! Believe it or not...cuz I love cake...I am sick of cake!</div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-23273103408973953932009-01-14T15:00:00.000-08:002009-01-14T17:48:52.410-08:00Christmas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gJQ7Ekcnb6S7gM7Al_PKZRx87xH5jo3kA3ygOGMnapeefkrpaIOktxTGakDTJObHfLvd_QK5QcGKzZGOg6IHaxEbCFFNND30rtsVJF4rGyqm-aI4BoeT3FftzX0v3rn_A4QuF3otANLU/s1600-h/christmas08+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291330380834139186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2gJQ7Ekcnb6S7gM7Al_PKZRx87xH5jo3kA3ygOGMnapeefkrpaIOktxTGakDTJObHfLvd_QK5QcGKzZGOg6IHaxEbCFFNND30rtsVJF4rGyqm-aI4BoeT3FftzX0v3rn_A4QuF3otANLU/s400/christmas08+021.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is a great lady and I'm not kissing up Steve. Her family is so important to her and she so selflessly gives, cooks, cleans, babysits, and is an awesome grandma. Thankyou Ruthann for being you and letting us take over your house for the week.We had some good times and made some great memories!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVp_CAeEb50SyEXDu4bfOx8XBv-K14efhB_gHj1iCJRsl1VcfSbOoNwhF4RfadlZJigbULLSf3Lx2kooJpP6Sp1SyjntYO6Ca8ccvlR0KZubrmtS6J0IzTyZprCASJOHHuUknW98S6Zp3/s1600-h/christmas08+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291329040053457154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVp_CAeEb50SyEXDu4bfOx8XBv-K14efhB_gHj1iCJRsl1VcfSbOoNwhF4RfadlZJigbULLSf3Lx2kooJpP6Sp1SyjntYO6Ca8ccvlR0KZubrmtS6J0IzTyZprCASJOHHuUknW98S6Zp3/s400/christmas08+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> Steve's brother David, his wife Cinthya(she's a really cool dancer), their boys Dylan and Preston, along with Uncle Paul came home from Utah for a week. We went to FO FO Figgleys, too bad uncle Paul threw up in the car and had to go home. Luckily he felt better Christmas morning!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hS7YT8mJvfTrcKguvCM7-45JVVQ1lO7KsbzV4wFhOYPigd53SftLmIP5p5Cea-Z9NVl1C5IACbyW4UyvCn3IgsF6EAbWM34qi6tDf4uV6Yte4St-_9IfM5yy2sRzd3RL6K18fnnsIyuw/s1600-h/christmas08+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291325129948398386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2hS7YT8mJvfTrcKguvCM7-45JVVQ1lO7KsbzV4wFhOYPigd53SftLmIP5p5Cea-Z9NVl1C5IACbyW4UyvCn3IgsF6EAbWM34qi6tDf4uV6Yte4St-_9IfM5yy2sRzd3RL6K18fnnsIyuw/s400/christmas08+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love this picture. I also love no matter the distance between them when cousins get together it's like they've never been apart. Ben adores Preston he was by his side the whole week! It was very cute.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtimiVL8f3X0OuU2Bq8_5S3lZa4Cr1IkLsT1SpCPBd5G5eChaqus-8iBRIssRTVvK_MyRYVjIs8Ppb8QpVqq2RDnt4A9d0rQPJuSDkv42qzsMRdv_dTa80bW0-Py_4rXv9HdSe9r3enzQ6/s1600-h/christmas08+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291324139473526242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtimiVL8f3X0OuU2Bq8_5S3lZa4Cr1IkLsT1SpCPBd5G5eChaqus-8iBRIssRTVvK_MyRYVjIs8Ppb8QpVqq2RDnt4A9d0rQPJuSDkv42qzsMRdv_dTa80bW0-Py_4rXv9HdSe9r3enzQ6/s400/christmas08+035.jpg" border="0" /></a> The highlight was the Wii, grandma Fenske got one for the boys to play and we got our own from Grandma Karen and Marty. Jacob is awesome on guitar hero. I like boxing. It's funny I'm pretty fit and the next day my back was sore from it...great workout! The other night Steve and I stayed up golfing just the two of us. It's a great gift! Thank you Fenskes and Woznys!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeArthxz-F2yJJGLuIML98xBbzv6f0m9sOJeGD8S90e5iHw0rUFS-BYS7y-05ek4oo7Wt-7d5y4WBVJv5-_lDIUL5Co-Bniidq_hX-f0V-yNL9CudU4bM3Kyx6g0tz4caTJCAf2BUti3Mt/s1600-h/christmas08+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291323674354590274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeArthxz-F2yJJGLuIML98xBbzv6f0m9sOJeGD8S90e5iHw0rUFS-BYS7y-05ek4oo7Wt-7d5y4WBVJv5-_lDIUL5Co-Bniidq_hX-f0V-yNL9CudU4bM3Kyx6g0tz4caTJCAf2BUti3Mt/s400/christmas08+024.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>We had such a great Christmas this year! The whole Fenske clan was together for the whole week and my mom and Marty came up Christmas day. It was so great to be with our loved ones except my sister..someday we will spend Christmas together girl! </div></div></div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-2624142141402349392009-01-10T11:06:00.000-08:002009-01-10T11:09:22.744-08:00Happy New YearCan you believe Christmas has come and gone and we are already into the 2nd week of 2009?<br />I haven't felt like blogging lately, there is lots to blog about. I just haven't been in the mood. Maybe another day! Anyways Happy New Year!nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-89622196712125904562008-12-05T15:27:00.001-08:002008-12-05T15:37:33.513-08:00Thanksgiving 08This year we were lucky to be invited to my mom and Marty's, he is an awesome cook and it's always exciting to go to someone else's house! We left Wed. night and came home Sunday night.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrIHZ_xGgpkeFPgJvY6QFjqF8d3JFig8eD-FFsp1TEQYlUKot6hsryP2M3bpK0kOfUpXn7PiHDo-FzMHRIrDYWvzn4TZuhCj86QVSb6FJUvidVeBhtiw2P5nr8EW2fzYpi0vhkw-XiicM9/s1600-h/nov08+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276453637588039106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrIHZ_xGgpkeFPgJvY6QFjqF8d3JFig8eD-FFsp1TEQYlUKot6hsryP2M3bpK0kOfUpXn7PiHDo-FzMHRIrDYWvzn4TZuhCj86QVSb6FJUvidVeBhtiw2P5nr8EW2fzYpi0vhkw-XiicM9/s400/nov08+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mom and Me with almost the same hair color...a first!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjembv1y8ruVOdb4xogiAwAfAll33Kkpv2x8Yg5GWM0PAWPRqzc9bcTkDKEMGl1HCsW-ODzMjC94XanyQuOI18rUhLkzsYBB-t9thd3E5cjpkINxdxzZSORylAFE7YweghaBGq_iXXz6pyW/s1600-h/nov08+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276452215543932898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjembv1y8ruVOdb4xogiAwAfAll33Kkpv2x8Yg5GWM0PAWPRqzc9bcTkDKEMGl1HCsW-ODzMjC94XanyQuOI18rUhLkzsYBB-t9thd3E5cjpkINxdxzZSORylAFE7YweghaBGq_iXXz6pyW/s400/nov08+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Mom sets the table, Marty cooks I usually take a picture of him and the turkey but I forgot this year.</div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-27874278148780759022008-11-24T16:11:00.000-08:002008-11-24T16:51:11.542-08:007 years down..........eternity to go<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_mcFyzucqze4l6lMd4YXP1WyubguL4RIT97VjaZhLvVFxpcMKGKpYFuvYUSL_HKym36F-txdgar-DOaMqZvUlOKqJt1uJuxKIXySEqRHgIi4YmwrvZ8U0RWyMSRsQDLuMCgoQaZu5onR/s1600-h/Nikki+%26+Steve.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272381872954987570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_mcFyzucqze4l6lMd4YXP1WyubguL4RIT97VjaZhLvVFxpcMKGKpYFuvYUSL_HKym36F-txdgar-DOaMqZvUlOKqJt1uJuxKIXySEqRHgIi4YmwrvZ8U0RWyMSRsQDLuMCgoQaZu5onR/s400/Nikki+%26+Steve.jpg" border="0" /></a> 7 years ago on this day Steve and I were married. I never thought about getting married until I met this man. Even on our first date I felt like I had known him forever and the moment I saw him with my son I knew he was the one. He makes me want to be a better person, he believes in me and he loves me! He is so good to me even when I don't deserve it, I can be moody and hard to please.<br />The last time I went to the temple Steve's young adult bishop and his wife Mary were in the same session. After in the dressing room we got a chance to catch up and she said "your wedding is still my favorite wedding I've ever gone to" I laughed our wedding was a blast and it's the best I've been to too! she smiled "No seriously, you two were so in love, so happy, I didn't even know you but I could just feel it."<br />Maybe because I yelled "yes" very enthusiastically twice.<br />Anyways he annoys me a little more now but the love is still there and it gets stronger each year that goes by. He is my best friend. I am so blessed to have met the man perfect for me at a time in my life when I was smart enough to recognize it. Happy Anniversary Dadzz, I love you and can't wait to go away with you this weekend!nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5774842601366113732.post-75447962595292227182008-11-23T19:18:00.000-08:002008-11-23T19:41:39.193-08:00Happiest Place on Earth Again!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-9MsQh-4M5E7Y5SwaSVSDrjtK6i_49Gt1ymDXRV4YANpVRtmLUsRGEouMDgFROaWnFjuNdnuC_vZcIL12nTvykI1saf7i0XcXJWCOHpUuuEirIcJS8QDl9aGZ_BURn4nlDaH4EQraR6p/s1600-h/disneyland1108+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272063431808333186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-9MsQh-4M5E7Y5SwaSVSDrjtK6i_49Gt1ymDXRV4YANpVRtmLUsRGEouMDgFROaWnFjuNdnuC_vZcIL12nTvykI1saf7i0XcXJWCOHpUuuEirIcJS8QDl9aGZ_BURn4nlDaH4EQraR6p/s400/disneyland1108+010.jpg" border="0" /></a> We finally got a picture with Mickey!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IEeyauc8uvlZ-TuR2pLL2L69NqPD6wMfYS82139uswp7QyJJYINmttCT6fEGYv7BfHx3MZxtpB9fTyBNf7ZUHitGYGl5qwhmUoNzVzkktR4Z5RC8E6AVmpQ3iH_qCxk-Vhw5rMetSlb8/s1600-h/disneyland1108+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061996669004290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9IEeyauc8uvlZ-TuR2pLL2L69NqPD6wMfYS82139uswp7QyJJYINmttCT6fEGYv7BfHx3MZxtpB9fTyBNf7ZUHitGYGl5qwhmUoNzVzkktR4Z5RC8E6AVmpQ3iH_qCxk-Vhw5rMetSlb8/s400/disneyland1108+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ben really wanted to do the teacups...I don't think I've ever gone on them before..Jacob didn't want to ride with us, he went in his own teacup!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIRtIdlO8YuI2diSa65oVkgXKSEhmEgPQw1RSYiC3KvjfdLrgXhKJ9tihEh3NetIaSRtXO1D1IIR31o5j_ajPjfzcXbfbEwzbWNaTKoLDmt5kvWXacXGISbBtJVQe4TElnz6q7pbtQu-r/s1600-h/disneyland1108+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061993724291186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgIRtIdlO8YuI2diSa65oVkgXKSEhmEgPQw1RSYiC3KvjfdLrgXhKJ9tihEh3NetIaSRtXO1D1IIR31o5j_ajPjfzcXbfbEwzbWNaTKoLDmt5kvWXacXGISbBtJVQe4TElnz6q7pbtQu-r/s400/disneyland1108+022.jpg" border="0" /></a> This picture is blurry...too bad I love Jesse! Since Ben and Lucas have watched "Toy Story" 5 times<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7SzgBGQ9_aHRFCntcXsEXhI9JQuzOCcBdIRCaa7eGyu_AYIpK6q9TOnf7Rotyg9NGr7ZPipAnKumWUkNcER5jJNRLu7FS04FDZY6JS32zIIJCOxOf1CucBI6UlJkjlIk6O0-bkXJo9RhH/s1600-h/disneyland1108+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061992024584802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7SzgBGQ9_aHRFCntcXsEXhI9JQuzOCcBdIRCaa7eGyu_AYIpK6q9TOnf7Rotyg9NGr7ZPipAnKumWUkNcER5jJNRLu7FS04FDZY6JS32zIIJCOxOf1CucBI6UlJkjlIk6O0-bkXJo9RhH/s400/disneyland1108+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> Toy Story Mania is awesome!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUaMXuNjGdj-JTfoM9qi92X1ge63XGbxUeK_LJFnYghuz9HBae2zMGbLRoJZWHbdA9wss8jKcnIfyiHCKtTmgSsnVImBe5RxE9WjpyX9P_a6lZGGxpURzIAhJblz3Aa1GbSCelg1dSLYZV/s1600-h/disneyland1108+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272061989849738338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUaMXuNjGdj-JTfoM9qi92X1ge63XGbxUeK_LJFnYghuz9HBae2zMGbLRoJZWHbdA9wss8jKcnIfyiHCKtTmgSsnVImBe5RxE9WjpyX9P_a6lZGGxpURzIAhJblz3Aa1GbSCelg1dSLYZV/s400/disneyland1108+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> They had all the Christmas decorations up.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div>For the 4th time this year I went to Disneyland...another great trip! Steve took the day off of work and Jacob took the day off from school.(shh)We do something new every time, we went on Nemo, Autotopia, Star Tours and took the little guys on Splash Mountain, which could have possibly ruined our day but Lucas loved it and Ben not so much. They take your picture on the drop you should've seen Ben's face...pure terror! He did not cry though he just told us he doesn't want to go on that ride ever again. They have the most amazing show instead of a parade on the water in New Orleans Square..it is amazing! Small World was still shut down! Oh well an excuse to go back sooner! Maybe after the holidays....maybe sooner...Who has passes? Wanna go? Mom this was the best present ever! I believe we got our Christmas Card photo too...you'll have to wait and see!</div></div></div></div></div>nikkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15752562124135684812noreply@blogger.com7