tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78790365045295460982024-03-12T18:46:04.090-07:00The GrasteitsBen Melissa Haley Claire Addison and JackMelissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-50043355796597065732009-04-22T19:26:00.000-07:002009-04-22T19:45:28.410-07:00Update!So my cameras broken so I haven't posted lately but have these old pics I thought I'd post. Here's a pic if the tree house Ben's building. He's actually almost done but, like I said the cameras broken.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_S1MzPgLI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yxO0j3EtXV8/s1600-h/tree+house+haley+award+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327708695613636786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_S1MzPgLI/AAAAAAAAAdA/yxO0j3EtXV8/s320/tree+house+haley+award+002.JPG" border="0" /></a> It now has a custom door, shaker shingles and real windows. Now he's deciding on the safest way to get up there. I freaked out a little about a ladder, its like 10 ft off the ground. I was thinking an elevator?<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_Stzv5WaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8zbPko04T2k/s1600-h/tree+house+haley+award+035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327708568629631394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_Stzv5WaI/AAAAAAAAAc4/8zbPko04T2k/s320/tree+house+haley+award+035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Haley got student of the month a while back. She was so excited. Okay and so were her parents... a little.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SbL1WssI/AAAAAAAAAcw/PV_V7i4X0xA/s1600-h/tree+house+haley+award+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327708248677462722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SbL1WssI/AAAAAAAAAcw/PV_V7i4X0xA/s320/tree+house+haley+award+034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't she cute. I really like her. She's such a good kid. She just finished her science project and was one of the winners. She worker really hard.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SRGt7HHI/AAAAAAAAAco/AZWzXPZ0W60/s1600-h/tree+house+haley+award+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327708075505425522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SRGt7HHI/AAAAAAAAAco/AZWzXPZ0W60/s320/tree+house+haley+award+025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here's my Addy boo boo, as Claire and Haley call her. This kid is so sweet. shes just the best baby. I just stopped nursing her and I think it was harder on me than her. Shes getting chubby and is always so happy. Love her.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SHi-JFAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Qg_GhNyyu20/s1600-h/st+pattys+bathtime+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327707911290950658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SHi-JFAI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Qg_GhNyyu20/s320/st+pattys+bathtime+018.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> Oh my Claire, turning into such a sass a frass. Shes so spunky and she cracks me up. We're close because I'm a softy and let her sleep w/ me every night. I swear I'm gonna stop tomorrow. Love her and she gets prettier everyday...scary.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SB00sFBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/D1y1o-wQmAY/s1600-h/st+pattys+bathtime+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327707813003924498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/Se_SB00sFBI/AAAAAAAAAcY/D1y1o-wQmAY/s320/st+pattys+bathtime+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> That's about all that's going on. Just staying busy w/ Kids, Family and Friends.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-52077780181846599432009-02-24T11:59:00.000-08:002009-02-24T12:08:59.920-08:00Lately I've been thinking of all the things I don't have and worrying about all the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">worldly</span> things going on and then Haley asked me to play her church songs from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Youtube</span>. We found this one and love it. I know this is weird coming from never serious, always crazy Melissa but, for me this puts everything in perspective and also make me feel lame for all the things I spend time worrying about. This is one of my favorite songs.Watch it if you want. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFibyjcyYsE">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFibyjcyYsE</a>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-19213029680105670842009-02-20T17:04:00.000-08:002009-02-20T17:26:17.018-08:00I've Been Shot!So, I was sitting at the computer w/ Addy on Thurs night and I heard a popping noise and then felt something whiz by me and hit the computer screen. I thought somebody threw something at me or shot at me. I got scared and yelled for Ben. I told him what I thought and said maybe it came from the back door(I had it open to air out my flu infested house). He kinda smirked and said. "Did you find anything?" Well, no I say. "Meliss, It was probably a moth." A MOTH! I tell him I know what a moth sounds like and it wasn't a moth whizzing by my ear. By this point I was doubting myself and Ben was making me feel stupid, so I dropped it. Well, the next morning I'm cleaning the kitchen and I find these holes in my windows. (see below evidence)<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UWTPO8uI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0-dBEwdGyuM/s1600-h/walkathon++BB+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305051628163756770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UWTPO8uI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0-dBEwdGyuM/s320/walkathon++BB+009.JPG" border="0" /></a> You may have to make the pic big to see it well but, its in the upper middle , left area. This is where it entered.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UQrJ8ivI/AAAAAAAAAcA/RcsXuxYeSro/s1600-h/walkathon++BB+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305051531504814834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UQrJ8ivI/AAAAAAAAAcA/RcsXuxYeSro/s320/walkathon++BB+010.JPG" border="0" /></a> It shot through to my bay window and this is where it hit there. Then it ricocheted off the window and flew by me to the computer .<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UKpifdbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0ZLTf30_QoA/s1600-h/walkathon++BB+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305051427991680434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SZ9UKpifdbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/0ZLTf30_QoA/s320/walkathon++BB+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> The window it came in is behind me and that's where the computer is. Anyway, I thought I'd blog this so in the future when Ben tells me I'm being dramatic I can say " what about the killer moth?" I'm not going to lie I was pretty shaken after I realized what happened because my sweet baby Addy was on my lap. I was thinking "what if" and made myself cry. I've decide to close my curtains at night from now on. I also bought a sling shot and am gonna sit up tonight waiting for the shooter to return:)<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-84328505290217288222009-01-21T10:11:00.000-08:002009-01-21T10:59:59.165-08:00Arizona!!!Oh, where to begin about my trip to Arizona....well let me start by saying it was all worth it to see my sisters and friends. We left for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Az</span> on Thurs. It was supposed to be my mom, dad and me and the kids but, my moms back was sore so it was just me, the old man, and kids. The trip there wasn't bad but the next day Holly and I went to go somewhere and my van tire was totally flat, like off the rim flat. Luckily my bro in law is handy and fixed it enough to drive back to the house. That night we went to see the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Christensens</span> and poor Holly sat on the floor of her van so we could all fit for the hour drive. Claire started getting <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">whiny</span> and by the time we got home around 10pm she said her ear hurt. Now, my kids have never had an ear infection and I was just bragging about this to my friends. Well, off to Urgent care at 10:30 pm,which was super nice and friendly. Turns out Claire has a double ear infection and pink eye. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">That</span> night she did not sleep well and neither did the baby.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdov064ZAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/DteK2A_30QI/s1600-h/IMG_9287.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293815057866056706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdov064ZAI/AAAAAAAAAbk/DteK2A_30QI/s320/IMG_9287.JPG" border="0" /></a> So the next day Holly was going to take pics of my kids. I was tired and didn't eat much all morning and started to get a headache. By the time we got to the park and got on the golf cart to find a good spot, I was feeling really bad. After a few pictures I felt like I was going to be sick and my head was pounding. My sister Paige offered to watch the kids while Holly drove me back. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'm</span> not an artist but, the pic below shows how we looked driving through the park on the golf cart. Holly holding my baby and me blowing chunks out the golf cart and back into my hair.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdobi5VvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lfZifjK5Hgk/s1600-h/img005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814709430369618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdobi5VvVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/lfZifjK5Hgk/s320/img005.jpg" border="0" /></a> After a nap and some food I was feeling better. The rest of the trip was better. I got to hang out with my sisters and eat <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Holly's</span> good food. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Here's</span> Addy and Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Paigie</span> playing together. <div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdoShTulsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dKO9J-kUTiQ/s1600-h/IMG_9316.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814554385356482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdoShTulsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/dKO9J-kUTiQ/s320/IMG_9316.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My dad and Addy watching the Cardinals game.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdn5VNBrqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SQv8NPGfNxU/s1600-h/IMG_9372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293814121639292578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdn5VNBrqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SQv8NPGfNxU/s320/IMG_9372.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Barbara Christensen is so sweet. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">She</span> had this goose at her house that you can dress up. It was so funny, the kids loved it so she brought it for them to play with. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Here's</span> Haley with the goose she dressed up.<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnpayo9aI/AAAAAAAAAbE/fe2Luijr12s/s1600-h/IMG_9375.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293813848261326242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnpayo9aI/AAAAAAAAAbE/fe2Luijr12s/s320/IMG_9375.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Here's</span> me and Lisa. It was so nice to see her. We have so much fun together. Maybe I'll post some of our other flattering pics together.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnQsn_V1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/8ieSREi4mTk/s1600-h/IMG_9390.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293813423551764306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnQsn_V1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/8ieSREi4mTk/s320/IMG_9390.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Awww</span>, the whole r<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">eason</span> the trip was good. My and my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">sissy's</span>.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnAnrcjTI/AAAAAAAAAas/QPQAC9L8Fjw/s1600-h/IMG_9415.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293813147346177330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SXdnAnrcjTI/AAAAAAAAAas/QPQAC9L8Fjw/s320/IMG_9415.JPG" border="0" /></a> Okay, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">I'm</span> not done yet...So my dad and mike got 2 of my bad tires fixed and we were off on our way home. We were almost to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Indio</span> when a guy pulls along side and tells us we've got a flat. There are no close exits so we pull off a frontage road. Sure enough the tire we just got fixed is flat. My dad decides we have to change the flat. My poor dad <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">doesn't</span> get to much <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">exercise</span> so the physical <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">exertion</span> of doing this makes him huff and puff and wheeze, I thought he was dying. We put the donut on and we are on our way. We stop about 5 times looking for a place to fix our tire and finally in palm springs find a place. They fix the hole and we are on the road again but, not before spilling a soda and orange juice all over my car and some of my dads blue prints. We finally make it home and I almost cry. My dad was really patient with the whole situation but, has decided to fly from now on. I got home and got sick and lost most of my voice. As I type this Claire just fell and busted her lip and is bleeding all over...it just gets better. Oh, but at least shes potty trained now.....yeah! Anyway, sorry for the long post. Holly if you want to see me you have to come here!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-16048917916101166102008-11-24T08:49:00.000-08:002008-11-24T09:12:13.453-08:00Snowin in SimiThis past weekend my nieces came over so I had to think of something fun to do so I could be the favorite:) I found the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Simi</span> mall made it snow so we thought we'd make the drive and check it out. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> glad we did.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrc2gvXBdI/AAAAAAAAAag/QD-Xvn2hKJI/s1600-h/Simi+snow+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272269142850209234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrc2gvXBdI/AAAAAAAAAag/QD-Xvn2hKJI/s320/Simi+snow+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> First, the girls saw the train go by and Claire loves trains(you can read the happiness on their faces). This one isn't on a track, the girls loved it. I loved watching the peoples annoyed faces as we honked at them when they were in the way. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Choo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Choo</span>!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcqxkAdRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HyTlQfD7Keo/s1600-h/Simi+snow+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272268941207565586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcqxkAdRI/AAAAAAAAAaY/HyTlQfD7Keo/s320/Simi+snow+008.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then they made the snow by the big Christmas tree. It was so fun, they played <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Christmas</span> music and the snow(sudsy bubbles) came down.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcazhHV6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6DYDVnkEARA/s1600-h/Simi+snow+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272268666854397858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcazhHV6I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6DYDVnkEARA/s320/Simi+snow+013.JPG" border="0" /></a> Only in California when its 85 in Nov do we get excited by bubble snow. It was really cute watching the girls get excited. Haley kept trying to eat it and when she <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">finally</span> did was gagging.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcAx-N0EI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tAFnqfVZ-dc/s1600-h/Simi+snow+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272268219762987074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SSrcAx-N0EI/AAAAAAAAAaI/tAFnqfVZ-dc/s320/Simi+snow+014.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Here's</span> a pic of the ladies with snow still in their hair. After, we got some food and headed home. It was a fun night, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">I'm</span> the greatest aunt ever(sorry Poppy). I would suggest anyone who lives close by go check it out.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-19707083340111057792008-11-10T12:54:00.000-08:002008-11-10T14:12:52.423-08:00Halloween<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigk-BkeNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1inDz3EGqkI/s1600-h/halloween+2008+010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267136321195112658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigk-BkeNI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1inDz3EGqkI/s320/halloween+2008+010.JPG" border="0" /></a>This is us at our ward party. Ben and I recycled old costumes because we were to cheap to buy new ones. Haley has had her Giselle costume since last Christmas and has been dying to wear it. Claire's we got a while back on sale and Addy borrowed hers, so we didn't have to spend any money this year. We still cleaned up pretty nice.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigX8IXnlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/U6_g8jFtRLw/s1600-h/P1010988.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267136097348460114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigX8IXnlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/U6_g8jFtRLw/s320/P1010988.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's Addison with Grandpa Kuhn. People keep telling him she looks like him so now shes his favorite, sorry Claire. Look how excited she is.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigLJ0D_eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/zGPArWakL94/s1600-h/halloween+2008+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267135877683084770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRigLJ0D_eI/AAAAAAAAAZw/zGPArWakL94/s320/halloween+2008+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Claire with her wings on, the only time at Halloween she wore them and shes even trying to take them off here. Her attitude is perfect for Tinkerbell....sassy!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRifrwaH7YI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Mcp4E70D-M/s1600-h/halloween+020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267135338287459714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SRifrwaH7YI/AAAAAAAAAZo/3Mcp4E70D-M/s320/halloween+020.JPG" border="0" /></a> Haley had to keep correcting everyone who called her a bride. I explained to her that this was Giselle's wedding dress but, she still didn't like it. The mom of a boy in her class who likes her said "You should have told me she was gonna be a bride, I would have dressed Diego in a Tux, a glimpse into the future" Ben wasn't happy with this comment...Haley loved it!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-18726033649655002382008-10-21T11:04:00.000-07:002008-10-21T11:15:49.620-07:00Punskin Past (said like Claire)<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4alrqGrAI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZMGNBa8iNVI/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670649492122626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4alrqGrAI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ZMGNBa8iNVI/s320/Halloween+2008+023.JPG" border="0" /></a> We took the kids to the pumpkin patch last night. I remember when it used to be pumpkins and a few cut outs to take your picture next to. Now its like a full on carnival. Don't get me wrong it was fun but, nothings cheap anymore. The one fun thing was we let Haley go on one of those bungee cord jumpers. It was so funny , she kept trying to flip but, would get caught half way around and snap back. She loves that scary stuff...shes like her father.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4aXVqWBRI/AAAAAAAAAT8/o5VhlLthyXc/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670403069379858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4aXVqWBRI/AAAAAAAAAT8/o5VhlLthyXc/s320/Halloween+2008+024.JPG" border="0" /></a> Heres us and the Peraltas on the Hayride. It was real farm like driving next to a parking lot and Victory St. But, the kids liked it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4aMZdOkMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/_D3v7mXvQag/s1600-h/Halloween+2008+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259670215109546178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SP4aMZdOkMI/AAAAAAAAAT0/_D3v7mXvQag/s320/Halloween+2008+011.JPG" border="0" /></a> "Make a pretty Face" This is what I get!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-38137468639554546602008-10-17T08:02:00.000-07:002008-10-17T08:03:44.860-07:00Question?How do I post a video? I tried uploading one from my camera and it literally took all day...like 6 hours. Then it froze up and I had to restart the computer. What am I doing wrong?Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-2793423730031941202008-09-22T13:20:00.001-07:002008-09-22T13:38:43.950-07:00Haley's 5!Haley's Birthday was yesterday, she had a <em>Camp Rock</em> party. OK, I wouldn't call it a party, it was grandma Kuhn having us over for Haley's favorite dinner(tri tip, salad and mashed potatoes and gravy). All of Haley's preschool friends are gone so we didn't have a big party this year. Ive told her next year for the past 3 years but, I'm serious this time. Her Cousin Kylee and friend Zoe did come. It was very mellow.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf_SaSMgtI/AAAAAAAAATs/IOvJse7HSco/s1600-h/haleys+bday+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248944582481969874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf_SaSMgtI/AAAAAAAAATs/IOvJse7HSco/s320/haleys+bday+001.JPG" border="0" /></a> I've decided I should post some pics of me with my kids so when they look back they will know they had a mom <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf_C9iS9PI/AAAAAAAAATk/NPMvE7m1Rfk/s1600-h/haleys+bday+033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248944317066835186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf_C9iS9PI/AAAAAAAAATk/NPMvE7m1Rfk/s320/haleys+bday+033.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Haley at her little table with Zoe and Kylee...bunch of DIVAS!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-1tEg0VI/AAAAAAAAATc/XosiGyTsMPE/s1600-h/haleys+bday+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248944089308647762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-1tEg0VI/AAAAAAAAATc/XosiGyTsMPE/s320/haleys+bday+006.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />So I tried to make a barbie cake for Haley. It turned out OK. I just get mad when they don't turn out perfect, but I'm learning. Wait till next year, I'm practicing. Nice smile Haley<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-sj0cWgI/AAAAAAAAATU/3uuiajtCPJo/s1600-h/haleys+bday+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248943932206504450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-sj0cWgI/AAAAAAAAATU/3uuiajtCPJo/s320/haleys+bday+019.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today I made cupcakes for Haley to take to school. Didn't they turn out cute. What a difference piped on icing and a cherry ball makes.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-gWgIt_I/AAAAAAAAATM/_PnKPJYKzjA/s1600-h/cupcakes+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248943722473240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNf-gWgIt_I/AAAAAAAAATM/_PnKPJYKzjA/s320/cupcakes+008.JPG" border="0" /></a> I love my big girl. She is a real good kid, very sensitive to others and that's important to me!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-4763355705892742462008-09-17T08:45:00.001-07:002008-09-17T09:08:18.033-07:00My Benny!So I never give my hubby much blog love, so this blog is for you Ben. (he will never read this)I feel bad because whenever Ben decides he wants to do something I throw a fit. For example, the entertainment/bookcases below. One day he brought home a book on how to build bookcases and said he was going to do it. I got mad and said he would destroy the living room and wood would fall on our children etc. It took him only a few days and this is what I got. I know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> a jerk.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNEmnmDDVII/AAAAAAAAATE/1iX1MVgUaik/s1600-h/random+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247017502533440642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNEmnmDDVII/AAAAAAAAATE/1iX1MVgUaik/s320/random+005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then I went to Arizona to visit my sis and came home to this. I always said I wanted a laundry room and he and a friend did it. Its right outside my door leading to the garage. Its a perfect little room to hide my laundry mess. I love it!( the counter and under shelves go all the way across. They <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wouldn't</span> fit in the pic)<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNEmWlqzkLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/MDk1DVWcA30/s1600-h/random+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247017210373968050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SNEmWlqzkLI/AAAAAAAAAS8/MDk1DVWcA30/s320/random+003.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, yes, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">I'm</span> a lucky lady. He also always takes care of the older girls. He always gives them baths<br />and does the whole bedtime routine, books, scriptures,prayer and a song. Ben has a great voice and sings church songs to them. The rare times I do it the girls say "sing a song", when I start they so "oh its okay mom, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">never mind</span>" Ouch! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Anyhoo</span>, My girls adore him and so do I. Maybe I'll show this to him to prove my undying love.<br /><div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-60102999558557985812008-09-08T10:56:00.000-07:002008-09-08T11:16:54.234-07:00Growing up!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVpbJ4YXII/AAAAAAAAARw/ecScGCx8CQk/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243713256372591746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVpbJ4YXII/AAAAAAAAARw/ecScGCx8CQk/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Haley on her first day of Kindergarten. My baby's a big girl now. I have to say it was a little hard for me to let go. But, she got a great teacher who is actually Mormon so I feel better. She did well her first day except, she didn't get the concept of a snack. She ate her whole lunch for snack and had nothing at lunch. Poor thing, we've gone over it since then.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVpPUBHLNI/AAAAAAAAARo/Pbvds9xc_Rw/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243713052935138514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVpPUBHLNI/AAAAAAAAARo/Pbvds9xc_Rw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /></a> Claire had a hard time as well. She misses her sissy all day and repeatedly asks when we get Haley.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVoVkl1q_I/AAAAAAAAARg/lZ-TG1ErYc0/s1600-h/baby+addy+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243712060951735282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVoVkl1q_I/AAAAAAAAARg/lZ-TG1ErYc0/s320/baby+addy+004.JPG" border="0" /></a> Today I heard here talking to Haley but, Haley was at school. I came to find her putting her big dolls to sleep and asked what she was doing? She said Haley and me are taking a nap. She pointed to the doll. I guess she really does miss her sister....I'll remind her of that next time shes punching her!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVoIGHa1JI/AAAAAAAAARY/bLD0DBaHGx8/s1600-h/more+rincon+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243711829432784018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVoIGHa1JI/AAAAAAAAARY/bLD0DBaHGx8/s320/more+rincon+003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My sweet Addy was blessed 2 weeks ago. She is such a good baby. I am really blessed. Here she is doing what she has grown to do often, sucking her fingers. Everyone tells me shes hungry but, she does it all the time even right after I feed her. I think its kinda cute...for now. Oh and thanks for the bow aunt Holly.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVnpDokpEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/c40us5HzPxM/s1600-h/Addison+Blessing+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243711296190587970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SMVnpDokpEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/c40us5HzPxM/s320/Addison+Blessing+005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's the family. It is so weird to think I have 3 kids. I feel old.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-63761608934637453862008-08-30T20:50:00.000-07:002008-08-30T21:52:56.654-07:00Siz-zummer Fizz-un!Okay this is like my longest post. I thought I'd end the summer with a bang. Here are some of the things we have done this summer....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoZZrqkS-I/AAAAAAAAARI/RxzHVD4vDiI/s1600-h/summer+08+035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240529045407681506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoZZrqkS-I/AAAAAAAAARI/RxzHVD4vDiI/s320/summer+08+035.JPG" border="0" /></a> Played outside with the new sand water play thing Grandma got Claire.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoZFMcr2AI/AAAAAAAAARA/DCcO3z_C_gQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528693430573058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoZFMcr2AI/AAAAAAAAARA/DCcO3z_C_gQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /></a> A lot of hanging out at home with the baby, its good for bonding and keeping mom sane.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoY5qp-zbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fj0vg7e4QWs/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528495380975026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoY5qp-zbI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fj0vg7e4QWs/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /></a> Going to Rincon beach with the fabulous people in the ward. I didn't get to go both times, new baby and all. But, I've been promised another trip. </div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoYvNzxT8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/z8SrFo6iZyY/s1600-h/033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240528315838713794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoYvNzxT8I/AAAAAAAAAQw/z8SrFo6iZyY/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /></a> Haley and Claire love the beach! They ask everyday to go. Here is Haley with her friends Kate and Loni being mermaids.<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXxRRejfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lxTOPrnJjzc/s1600-h/Disneyland+006.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527251616730610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXxRRejfI/AAAAAAAAAQo/lxTOPrnJjzc/s320/Disneyland+006.JPG" border="0" /></a> Going to Dodger games. Here is Haley with her Uncle Jonny at the last game. She loves going to the games, mostly for the food.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXjH9TtvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Z-tKI-v6Emo/s1600-h/Disneyland+026.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240527008598046450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXjH9TtvI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Z-tKI-v6Emo/s320/Disneyland+026.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Haley and Claire showing off their ballet moves. Love the bow Haley. (Okay so I wont let Haley watch High school Musical or Hannah Montana but, because I think the Jonas brothers are such cute and nice kids I let her watch "Camp Rock". Its so funny because now she wants to write music and she makes up songs and sings with such flair and tries to play my moms piano. Its funny because she is so serious about it.)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXQuCx85I/AAAAAAAAAQY/lNfEICswZWE/s1600-h/Disneyland+041.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526692404032402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXQuCx85I/AAAAAAAAAQY/lNfEICswZWE/s320/Disneyland+041.JPG" border="0" /></a> Our final Hoo-ray of the summer was a trip to Disneyland and California Adventure. I was nervous to take all 3 but, it was great. The baby was so good, like always. (She sleeps so well. She sleeps like 12 hours at night and only wakes up once .) We stayed at a hotel so we didn't have to squeeze it all into one day. It was our last time to use our Passes and hotel points(a cheap trip).<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXCKMfBfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OSFLilsvF0I/s1600-h/Disneyland+067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526442262889970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoXCKMfBfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/OSFLilsvF0I/s320/Disneyland+067.JPG" border="0" /></a> So Claire was scared of all the characters except Aladdin. It was funny because Aladdin was pretty darn attractive and my girls new it. Jasmin kept trying to talk to them but they ignored her and just talked to him. She asked for a hug and they said no but as you can see they were more than willing to hug Aladdin.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWy3edF5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/npy2vnWtBAE/s1600-h/Disneyland+068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240526179539949458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWy3edF5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/npy2vnWtBAE/s320/Disneyland+068.JPG" border="0" /></a> As we were walking away I told Haley I thought Aladdin was pretty cute. She agreed but ran and told Ben "Moms in love with Aladdin" He looked at me and rolled his eyes. I gave Haley a dirty look and told her to zip it!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWkpDRf0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/JTz5GsJ4NaA/s1600-h/Disneyland+075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240525935149678402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWkpDRf0I/AAAAAAAAAQA/JTz5GsJ4NaA/s320/Disneyland+075.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Haley absolutely loving the Parades. I have to say it makes me so happy to see how excited she gets. When her favorite princess Aurora come off the float to hug her I thought she would burst. I'm so cheesy but I almost wanted to cry.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWW_fw6gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/11pStLwMufc/s1600-h/Disneyland+084.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240525700656589314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SLoWW_fw6gI/AAAAAAAAAP4/11pStLwMufc/s320/Disneyland+084.JPG" border="0" /></a> And then there is Claire. I know she liked the Parades too but, from looking at her you would never know it. Characters would try to high five her or wave and she ignored them. She just studied everything with this serious face. I asked her later her favorite thing and she said the Parade. But she said she didn't like the scary puppy.(Pluto tried to say hi to her and she cried.)</div><div> </div><div>It was a really nice trip until we got a call that we had been robbed while gone. It was like deja vu. The same thing happened to us last year on memorial day weekend. Sadly we think it has to be someone who knows us since this is the third time. (they also stole tools from our garage at the beginning of this year) Luckily, my great sister in law stopped by to water plants and get a package off our porch. We think she may have scared them away. Our new flat screen TV was off the wall sitting on our living room floor and the TV in our room was all disconnected. Sadly they got the new video camera I just got to replace the one that got stolen before. Needless to say we will now be getting an alarm system. Its sad because we moved here because its supposed to be a nice neighborhood. Maybe we should move back to the ghettos of Granada Hills. Anyway that's our summer. Now my baby will be starting kindergarten and I she has to be at school at 7:55 am...fun's over.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-64089847772245686842008-08-26T13:08:00.000-07:002008-08-26T13:20:43.538-07:00Haley's Q & A session!My sister had this on her blog and said I had to do it. It was pretty entertaining. Here are Haleys answers.<br />1. What is something that mom always says to you? Love you Babe!<br />2. What makes mom happy? When I say I love you and when we don't lie.<br />3. What makes mom sad? When I lie.<br />4. How does your mom make you laugh?By tickling me.<br />5. What was your mom like as a child? A girl.<br />6. How old is your mom? I don't know, tell me Mom<br />7. How tall is your mom? Sooo tall (with exaggeration)<br />8. What is her favorite thing to do? Read<br />9. What does your mom do when you're not around? Play with the baby and watch TV.<br />10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? Cause you like yourself.<br />11. What is your mom really good at? Playing sports.<br />12. What is your mom not so good at? Not eating Popsicles, you don't like them.<br />13. What does your mom do for her job? Your job is to pay bills.<br />14. What is your mom's favorite food? Meat and bread.<br />15. What makes your mom proud? When I give you a hug and a kiss.<br />16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be?Ariel<br />17. What do you and your mom do together? paint our toes and watch Pride and Prejudice. 18.How are you and your mom the same? Because you are white and I am white.<br />19. How are you and your mom different? You have a different color hair<br />20. How do you know your mom loves you?By saying I love you.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-49250303867794743682008-08-11T19:22:00.000-07:002008-08-11T19:34:55.945-07:00The Ladies<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0gWFboHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NP6GiQVGcI0/s1600-h/summer+08+039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233451603525869682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0gWFboHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/NP6GiQVGcI0/s320/summer+08+039.JPG" border="0" /></a>There is not much going on here. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> just adjusting to being a mom of three. It's not bad. Haley's in summer school 3 days a week and Claire and Addy just hangout with me. My family has asked me to post more pics of the baby. No one here knows who she looks like. Everyone says "She doesn't look like Haley or Claire". What do you think? Is she the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mail mans</span> baby? There's another pic below to help you decide.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0SFJGNVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ncr-WuTq3OY/s1600-h/summer+08+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233451358459671890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0SFJGNVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ncr-WuTq3OY/s320/summer+08+002.JPG" border="0" /></a> Claire is going through a phase where she has to have the same hair as Haley. Let me tell you it is really hard to get my fat fingers to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">braid</span> that little hair. Her pigtails stick straight out but, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">that's</span> the only way she'll let me do it.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0FlMsPQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/uR1JSdQlOUE/s1600-h/summer+08+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233451143726382338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SKD0FlMsPQI/AAAAAAAAAPc/uR1JSdQlOUE/s320/summer+08+005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is Haley laying with Addison. The whole time the baby laid on her she wouldn't move, she kept her arms totally stiff. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">She</span> didn't want to disturb her she said.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-54528430917148952672008-07-23T21:10:00.000-07:002008-07-23T21:29:41.724-07:00Claire Bear's 2!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgDEsBOKqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xvJFfn_qbSE/s1600-h/claires+b-day+080.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226430746634103458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgDEsBOKqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/xvJFfn_qbSE/s320/claires+b-day+080.JPG" border="0" /></a> Claire's Birthday was on July 7th but, we had it a little late. I was still recovering from having a child...I'm surprised I even remembered. We had a elmo party just like Haley did when she was 2.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgC3zPuOlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3X-g4yPBv6M/s1600-h/claires+b-day+093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226430525235673682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgC3zPuOlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/3X-g4yPBv6M/s320/claires+b-day+093.JPG" border="0" /></a>She thought it was weird when we all sang Happy Birthday to her. This is the face she made the whole time we sang. Maybe she's just disgusted by our voices.<br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgCpdGrGFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qhrgXnQuU6M/s1600-h/claires+b-day+083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226430278773971026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgCpdGrGFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qhrgXnQuU6M/s320/claires+b-day+083.JPG" border="0" /></a> We got Claire an Elmo car and she was really excited about it. This is a picture of my sweet princess ripping Chase off her new car..... sharing is caring is her motto.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgCC9IjKjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/91tDzdPog9o/s1600-h/claires+b-day+091.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226429617356876338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgCC9IjKjI/AAAAAAAAAO8/91tDzdPog9o/s320/claires+b-day+091.JPG" border="0" /></a> This picture shows how much Chase is like his father, trying to get a peek. And how Mila is like her mother by letting him.<br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgBO56OYgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LIGRAANFSNM/s1600-h/claires+b-day+101.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226428723138290178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SIgBO56OYgI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LIGRAANFSNM/s320/claires+b-day+101.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />My poor husband, I make him do everything<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-23802909134050335292008-07-09T18:42:00.000-07:002008-07-09T20:02:51.792-07:00She's Here!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVri7gWesI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xLPI7kt6FFM/s1600-h/IMG_1644.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221197590839065282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVri7gWesI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xLPI7kt6FFM/s320/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" /></a>For those of you that didn't know I have birthed my baby. Addison Jean was born on June 30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>. Everything went really well and fast. I got to the hospital at 9pm and had her at a little after 11pm. I made sure it wasn't too fast to get my epidural. I still felt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">a lot</span> and have a whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">lotta</span> respect for those who do it natural.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVrHKrWD_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/GR88A4UqjhA/s1600-h/IMG_1677.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221197113875369970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVrHKrWD_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/GR88A4UqjhA/s320/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /></a> She was a big girl 9 pounds 7 ounces and 21 in long. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">could have </span>sworn she was going to be small but, the word small and Melissa don't mix. She's a really good baby, she just still has her nights and days mixed up. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'm</span> staying at my moms which is a huge blessing. She watches the other girls while Addison and I nap. I dread going home. Anyway, I feel really good, better than with both other girls. I just keep thanking the Lord for how well everything went. Ben says it's so easy we could have 4 more...He's still recovering in the hospital.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVq0FVEtDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CHey5LqPTkQ/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221196786022265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SHVq0FVEtDI/AAAAAAAAAOU/CHey5LqPTkQ/s320/IMG_1657.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here's my cute little family on 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span> of July. I was so lonely while they went and celebrated without me, I kinda like them <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">a lot</span>!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-75532222909465741822008-06-24T11:01:00.001-07:002008-06-28T09:13:19.292-07:00Going for a Record!!I know...can you believe it..2 posts in one month. Its a record breaker. I know when the baby comes I will be bad again so I thought I'd try now. These pics are all out of order but, I still <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dont</span> compute well enough to figure out how to blog correctly. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Anyhoo</span>, Some have asked to see how big I've gotten and this is as good as it gets. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dont</span> really like my pic taken as it is but w/ an extra 25 pounds <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Im</span> even less than thrilled. This is about the only profile pic I have and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Im</span> not taking one myself, they are too close.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4zuHA52I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0nYBiZ6sDIM/s1600-h/swimming+%40+christies+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215512304673679202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4zuHA52I/AAAAAAAAAOM/0nYBiZ6sDIM/s320/swimming+%40+christies+007.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here we went swimming at Ben's moms house. Its like 114 degrees outside and I love feeling weightless in the water so we swim more now.<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4QusHryI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EuxvUsmF9rc/s1600-h/swimming+%40+christies+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215511703533891362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4QusHryI/AAAAAAAAAOE/EuxvUsmF9rc/s320/swimming+%40+christies+009.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is my cutie Claire bear. She is so baby obsessed. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Im</span> more worried about her than having a baby. Any baby we see she wants to hold and poke and kiss. I keep finding her in the infant seat and bouncer. I need to hide them better.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4EAcmUgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/N2CMBk_sydk/s1600-h/swimming+%40+christies+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215511484962329090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE4EAcmUgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/N2CMBk_sydk/s320/swimming+%40+christies+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Fathers Day. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bens</span> gonna love me for putting this flattering pic of him up. We made him breakfast, which the girls mostly ate. He got a Flat screen for his birthday/fathers day gift. He's such a good dad and husband. In the last couple months he has built me a entertainment center, a laundry room and a patio cover. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Im</span> gonna post pics of all of them soon. My girls adore him and so do I. Okay, enough about him this is my blog! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Dont</span> you love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Cliare's</span> second day pig tail hair.<br /></div><div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE3yQeCNLI/AAAAAAAAAN0/zLE0HafETa4/s1600-h/018.JPG"></a> *REMOVED FOR <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">INAPPROPRIATE</span> CONTENT*</div><div align="center">(Ben in his underwear)</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br />My Baby girl graduated from preschool. Shes so big now. Next year she will go to kindergarten full time(8-2). I think <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Im</span> more nervous than she is. I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">dont</span> have too many pics because it was a great ceremony...Short! Sing some cute songs and have some food. Just how I like it.<br /><br /><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE3Y3kvx1I/AAAAAAAAANs/XYPbk4iZaVM/s1600-h/haley+graduation+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215510743846209362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE3Y3kvx1I/AAAAAAAAANs/XYPbk4iZaVM/s320/haley+graduation+025.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Anyway, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Thats</span> all Ive got for now. My babies due next week some time and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Im</span> just trying to get ready. Like you can be prepared for a third child. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Im</span> just very...tired. I cant wait till my friends have more kids so they will understand my flakiness more. I love you guys by the way. Thanks for sticking by me when I never answer your calls. I'll try and do better....no I wont!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SGE2xG2_k4I/AAAAAAAAANk/UcDGSjoaVnQ/s1600-h/haley+graduation+026.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-23364985670444309732008-06-03T11:55:00.000-07:002008-06-03T12:18:32.315-07:00Summa Time!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWU7ZxO27I/AAAAAAAAANY/BhotlIVRFNo/s1600-h/summer+08+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207732292374420402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWU7ZxO27I/AAAAAAAAANY/BhotlIVRFNo/s320/summer+08+017.JPG" border="0" /></a> Summer hasn't officially started but, it seems like it. We've been enjoying the nice weather,bar-b quing and good summer food. As you can see here Claire loves watermelon! My kids cant get enough fruit and I confess neither can I. We love the farmers market. We are all very regular! (TMI)<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWUf5xO26I/AAAAAAAAANQ/iEGmFLgBAEg/s1600-h/summer+08+025.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207731819928017826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWUf5xO26I/AAAAAAAAANQ/iEGmFLgBAEg/s320/summer+08+025.JPG" border="0" /></a> Haley's favorite past time is playing ball with dad in the backyard. She'll be just like me and be the son her father never had. I have to say she is really good. She has hit the ball over the house a few times. I think I'm gonna put her in T-ball.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWUKpxO25I/AAAAAAAAANI/L83zES_LaIk/s1600-h/summer+08+058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207731454855797650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWUKpxO25I/AAAAAAAAANI/L83zES_LaIk/s320/summer+08+058.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ben took us to his secret beach spot. It was a beautiful day. There were tons of dolphins and the beach was practically empty. Near the end it got a little windy, Ben's girls cant be cold so he dug a big hole, took <strong>my</strong> blanket for them to lay on and got an umbrella to stop the wind and shade their delicate eyes.....I just sat there shivering!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWT4pxO24I/AAAAAAAAANA/YuJBSWg0lxc/s1600-h/summer+08+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207731145618152322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/SEWT4pxO24I/AAAAAAAAANA/YuJBSWg0lxc/s320/summer+08+060.JPG" border="0" /></a> I enjoyed the trip because I got to sit back and relax while Ben entertained the girls. The only low point is when I went to sit down by the water and a bunch of people came running and tried to roll me back into the ocean!! They all kept yelling something about save the beached whale!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-12918559749045697242008-05-25T22:50:00.000-07:002008-05-25T22:58:18.076-07:00Don't Get Too Excited!It is just Holly, the best sister ever... with permission to be on Melissa's blog this time. So <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Melis</span> said I could spruce up her blog a little and while I was at it I thought maybe I would post something so people can comment on her blog again. I think we shall entertain Melissa as well as ourselves with some good memories of times with Melissa. Instead of writing a book for each comment I figure just a few words so that she will remember your fav memory. I will start...<br /><br />menthol tissues and Melissa's crotch<br /><br />Easy enough, right?<br /><br />Here is another one...<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Arby's,</span> the food tray, and the trash<br /><br />That will have to do. Have fun with this. I would like some creativity on this!Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-35988649914582246372008-03-22T13:35:00.000-07:002008-03-22T14:21:26.908-07:00Im Back.....for now!Okay, I dont wanna hear how I never blog, some things just lose their excitement and the fact that I still don't have a computer. If you want me to blog , give me the name of someone who can fix my computer and charge me less than the value of the stupid computer! Anyway, I'd like to clear up the misconception that I am having a boy, it's a girl. Holly likes to confuse people with her comments. I'd also like to say Im very excited to be having a girl. Im sick of people saying "oh no another girl!" I come from a family of 4 girls and love it. I don't need a boy to be fulfilled. Im feeling so much better these days. I guess it was good I was sick, it makes you appreciate feeling good that much more. I haven't been doing anything exciting, just getting my house ready for a third child and cooking and cleaning. Im trying to be a good housewife and mom.....it sucks!! Well your not missing much when I dont blog. Here are a few fun pictures of me and the girls.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VwcJYNd9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/L71FeXNPf08/s1600-h/meliss+2008+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180670575215736786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VwcJYNd9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/L71FeXNPf08/s320/meliss+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VwFJYNd8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vKyACW58e3M/s1600-h/meliss+2008+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180670180078745538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VwFJYNd8I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/vKyACW58e3M/s320/meliss+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> So my fabulous brother in law Ryan(AKA BFF) emailed me that I needed to go check out this place in the hood of Van Nuys. He wouldn't tell me what it was, just to bring a camera. I gave him grief and told him about gas prices but he said "trust me, you'll like it" So I went. Im driving along getting mad cause I dont see the big deal about a bunch of warehouses,then the clouds part and I see a Dunder Mifflin sign. He lead me to the lot where my favorite show "The Office" is filmed!! I was so excited. I get out and find a small open gate and sneak in. It was great. I walked around like I knew what I was doing until I opened my mouth to ask a man where they filmed the office scenes and he turned out to be the head honcho and kicked me out for being a liability. A pregnant women and a small child....whats the liability. Here are some of the pics I got. You better believe Im going back soon with a hardhat and tool belt. Thanks Ryan, you da man!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VvbZYNd7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/mtMDlfYYGUk/s1600-h/meliss+2008+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180669462819207090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VvbZYNd7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/mtMDlfYYGUk/s320/meliss+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VvLZYNd6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/i1gX7BZNF5w/s1600-h/meliss+2008+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180669187941300130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VvLZYNd6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/i1gX7BZNF5w/s320/meliss+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> Isn't that a sweet face. Love this kid!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-Vu6pYNd5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/J-Jb5kZR_B8/s1600-h/meliss+2008+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180668900178491282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-Vu6pYNd5I/AAAAAAAAAL4/J-Jb5kZR_B8/s320/meliss+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Haley playing the role she plays best....a little princess!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VuuJYNd4I/AAAAAAAAALw/rT8_avkJczY/s1600-h/meliss+2008+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180668685430126466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VuuJYNd4I/AAAAAAAAALw/rT8_avkJczY/s320/meliss+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Okay, is it just me or is Haley giving the camera the finger. They are both such Hams.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R-VuOpYNd3I/AAAAAAAAALo/xGmy2IZ8Rrs/s1600-h/meliss+2008+005.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-48718698645862667702008-01-26T11:20:00.000-08:002008-01-26T11:22:44.353-08:00I have no 3rd sister!I did not post this last post!! My sister Holly (the evil one) has hacked onto my blog and posted this horrible picture. I just discovered this and have decided to disown her. She is now dead to me.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-29211628350515249592008-01-25T14:18:00.000-08:002008-01-25T14:31:43.853-08:00New 5-D Ultrasound picture!!<div><div>YOU CAN SEE WHAT THE BABY LOOKS LIKE WITH THIS NEW MACHINE ........</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R5pjHcVJqxI/AAAAAAAAALg/hXLHSt9Wly0/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159545302621465362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/R5pjHcVJqxI/AAAAAAAAALg/hXLHSt9Wly0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-70151157923405301532008-01-10T17:40:00.000-08:002008-01-10T17:47:20.856-08:00Sorry to inconvience you!I'm so sorry I haven't blogged in so long. I have three valid reasons:<br /><br />1. I was sick a lot( baby & other)!<br />2. My stupid computer is broken for the second time in a year.( it's practically new)<br />3. I burned out on blogging!!<br /><br />As soon as my computer is fixed and I feel like it, I will blog again and make all your lives worth living. I'm also sorry for not commenting, I thought I was on deaths door. Thank you for your patience in this matter.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-9938674205575002692007-12-05T12:55:00.001-08:002007-12-05T15:09:02.732-08:00Are you donating???<embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4A76SkgvyIOqzmoGL" width="320" height="256" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"></embed><br />I hope we are all donating to the oldest free soup kitchen and coat facility in the northwest!! I guess Justin Timberlake is good for one thing!! I hope this brings you all the holiday cheer it has brought me.Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7879036504529546098.post-49604506758798988222007-11-12T09:00:00.000-08:002007-11-12T09:15:50.187-08:00That's Hotter!!This is Ben and I on Halloween. I just got these pics from a friend. I was sad because no one at the ward party noticed we dressed up. They never said nice costume or anything. I don't get it. Oh well! I was a little sad because my poofy bangs went flat.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziITEWNa3I/AAAAAAAAALM/KCK2eKpQrW4/s1600-h/me+and+ben.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132001636554468210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziITEWNa3I/AAAAAAAAALM/KCK2eKpQrW4/s400/me+and+ben.bmp" border="0" /></a> Nice Gut!! Not so Hott!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziH7UWNa2I/AAAAAAAAALE/M_c4XUEJiDM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132001228532575074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziH7UWNa2I/AAAAAAAAALE/M_c4XUEJiDM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br />This is what happens when you give your kid a small chocolate covered pretzel in the car. Claire fell on the way to the car and was really sad so I gave her one of the pretzels I had grabbed. When I opened the door of the car I saw this face. And that's not all the other half of the pretzel was all over her car seat. It was seriously a mini, tiny pretzel. What is she Houdini!!<br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziG00WNa1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/FwOT-K-agwQ/s1600-h/Halloween+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132000017351797586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YXxfXbrYBQg/RziG00WNa1I/AAAAAAAAAK8/FwOT-K-agwQ/s400/Halloween+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07206543412316622199noreply@blogger.com12