tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89551956997876780882024-03-13T21:09:07.129-07:00The MacDonaldsRosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-25334375132274323532010-07-29T16:38:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:04:29.375-07:00Elder MacDonaldSo I've been thinking about coming out of the blogging hiatus for a while. I figured Ross' little bro leaving for a two year mission is as good a reason as any to return to the blogging world. I have also added a gazillion pics in some posts below to catch up- in case you're wondering what Kelsey looked like from about 10mo-now (22mos), or if you're really, really bored. =)<br /><br />We woke up early yesterday morning to go see him off at the airport. He flew to Utah to go to the MTC for a week, and then he is off to the Brazil, Salvador South Mission! Kelsey was really only half awake, as you can tell in the pics, but she was a great sport to let us wake her up that early (4:30am!) without a fuss. Congrats Cameron! (or Elder MacDonald!) We are so proud of you!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb3cEMWvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hASY69xIUrE/s1600/DSCF3228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499488734213331698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb3cEMWvI/AAAAAAAAAOc/hASY69xIUrE/s320/DSCF3228.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb31XP-MI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uw9hIsjJAqo/s1600/DSCF3231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499488741004146882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb31XP-MI/AAAAAAAAAOk/uw9hIsjJAqo/s320/DSCF3231.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb4HVUj-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/l6TMggry1OE/s1600/DSCF3232.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499488745827897314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb4HVUj-I/AAAAAAAAAOs/l6TMggry1OE/s320/DSCF3232.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb4jrAmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ta9Hq9O_cvw/s1600/DSCF3234.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499488753435056370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIb4jrAmPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ta9Hq9O_cvw/s320/DSCF3234.JPG" border="0" /></a>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-54789846644993936592010-07-29T16:32:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:12:41.634-07:00First Kiss!!I have been wanting to post this video for months- her first kiss ever caught on tape!<br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-6ad5b6eb3452d401 height=266 width=320 contentId="6ad5b6eb3452d401"></OBJECT>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-68632844919288608492010-07-29T16:31:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:05:16.792-07:00Pictures, Pictures Everywhere!<div align="center">Here is some major picture catch up for our spring and summer: </div><div align="center"><br /><strong>APRIL</strong></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531881775967666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJDG9QxLbI/AAAAAAAAAUs/UcxF04dEy9s/s320/DSCF2846.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Ready to be a little firefighter. Water and all!<br /></p></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJDGuZ9WgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XmE5KIXgkWI/s1600/DSCF2866.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531877787982338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJDGuZ9WgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/XmE5KIXgkWI/s320/DSCF2866.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Hiking at Indian Rock<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJDGJcNtyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tqk97aoBXd0/s1600/DSCF2872.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531867865331490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJDGJcNtyI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Tqk97aoBXd0/s320/DSCF2872.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC3cHQYgI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0nLtom82u2E/s1600/DSCF2873.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531615179661826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC3cHQYgI/AAAAAAAAAUU/0nLtom82u2E/s320/DSCF2873.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC20urYzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bQ88bq6uI6I/s1600/DSCF2879.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531604607591218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC20urYzI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bQ88bq6uI6I/s320/DSCF2879.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></a><span style="font-size:85%;">This hairdo lasted about 3 more seconds after I took this pic...oh well.<br /></span></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC2WMQgCI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WAN6B8ovlzA/s1600/DSCF2888.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531596410159138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC2WMQgCI/AAAAAAAAAUE/WAN6B8ovlzA/s320/DSCF2888.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><strong>MAY</strong></p><p align="center">Mother's Day<strong></strong><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC1-npxUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2wnCX2n4gdU/s1600/DSCF2919.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531590082610498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC1-npxUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/2wnCX2n4gdU/s320/DSCF2919.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC1eTqpsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8f_Rh6fHpLE/s1600/DSCF2931.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499531581408847554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJC1eTqpsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/8f_Rh6fHpLE/s320/DSCF2931.JPG" border="0" /></a>Gymnastics Class!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCTRZovqI/AAAAAAAAATs/ruNmwGVe_c4/s1600/DSCF2942.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530993828675234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCTRZovqI/AAAAAAAAATs/ruNmwGVe_c4/s320/DSCF2942.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCS5IrUqI/AAAAAAAAATk/n4-0L8stLrA/s1600/DSCF2946.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530987315090082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCS5IrUqI/AAAAAAAAATk/n4-0L8stLrA/s320/DSCF2946.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCSU1rk6I/AAAAAAAAATc/5zz4eVojbzU/s1600/DSCF2947.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530977571738530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCSU1rk6I/AAAAAAAAATc/5zz4eVojbzU/s320/DSCF2947.JPG" border="0" /></a> Chillin' with her friend Beckett<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCR5FdVTI/AAAAAAAAATU/nG3zuDTHZxU/s1600/DSCF2962.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530970121721138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCR5FdVTI/AAAAAAAAATU/nG3zuDTHZxU/s320/DSCF2962.JPG" border="0" /></a>Wedding Time! <span style="font-size:85%;">Congrats to our gorgeous friend Kyla and her new hubby Tim!</span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCRhtekbI/AAAAAAAAATM/c2XariQIh8s/s1600/DSCF2997.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530963847123378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJCRhtekbI/AAAAAAAAATM/c2XariQIh8s/s320/DSCF2997.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB2JLH-zI/AAAAAAAAATE/_DIUY98fJKQ/s1600/DSCF3003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530493404117810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB2JLH-zI/AAAAAAAAATE/_DIUY98fJKQ/s320/DSCF3003.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB1jdrtGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FwxM8HltgZk/s1600/DSCF3009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530483281409122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB1jdrtGI/AAAAAAAAAS8/FwxM8HltgZk/s320/DSCF3009.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB1KIgPSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bIqNLGlK1Ao/s1600/DSCF3019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530476481690914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB1KIgPSI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bIqNLGlK1Ao/s320/DSCF3019.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB0iHWv2I/AAAAAAAAASs/gm5n7L2jpms/s1600/DSCF3021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530465739456354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB0iHWv2I/AAAAAAAAASs/gm5n7L2jpms/s320/DSCF3021.JPG" border="0" /></a>Ross' bday! <span style="font-size:85%;">She was such a great helper putting in the candles.</span> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB0VsbnfI/AAAAAAAAASk/IfotzfQULFk/s1600/DSCF3048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499530462405303794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJB0VsbnfI/AAAAAAAAASk/IfotzfQULFk/s320/DSCF3048.JPG" border="0" /></a> See food!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBRrOtFMI/AAAAAAAAASc/5mE2MgyCdGc/s1600/DSCF3064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529866890777794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBRrOtFMI/AAAAAAAAASc/5mE2MgyCdGc/s320/DSCF3064.JPG" border="0" /></a> Trying to be just like her daddy.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBRINHrhI/AAAAAAAAASU/qBNMc9Utd3s/s1600/DSCF3065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529857488891410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBRINHrhI/AAAAAAAAASU/qBNMc9Utd3s/s320/DSCF3065.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong>JUNE</strong> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Just being her normal goofy self. This is how she "smiles" for the camera now. I don't know where she got the idea for the squinty eyes.</span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBQSan4zI/AAAAAAAAASM/T9AYiTcF-zk/s1600/DSCF3076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529843050013490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBQSan4zI/AAAAAAAAASM/T9AYiTcF-zk/s320/DSCF3076.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBPweDWaI/AAAAAAAAASE/iKE6fbvTohY/s1600/DSCF3077.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529833937590690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBPweDWaI/AAAAAAAAASE/iKE6fbvTohY/s320/DSCF3077.JPG" border="0" /></a>Quick day trip to SF<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBPcS3ajI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JZc37v7D5YI/s1600/DSCF3092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529828521962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJBPcS3ajI/AAAAAAAAAR8/JZc37v7D5YI/s320/DSCF3092.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA4zTCNEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/3lwl0JEVOqw/s1600/DSCF3099.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529439559693378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA4zTCNEI/AAAAAAAAAR0/3lwl0JEVOqw/s320/DSCF3099.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA4K73eNI/AAAAAAAAARs/DSQS91h8wfg/s1600/DSCF3110.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529428725102802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA4K73eNI/AAAAAAAAARs/DSQS91h8wfg/s320/DSCF3110.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA3ghQPJI/AAAAAAAAARk/AcRXe04uK_M/s1600/DSCF3127.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529417339190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA3ghQPJI/AAAAAAAAARk/AcRXe04uK_M/s320/DSCF3127.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA3SjGDsI/AAAAAAAAARc/3xGPkW2Ccao/s1600/DSCF3129.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529413588815554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA3SjGDsI/AAAAAAAAARc/3xGPkW2Ccao/s320/DSCF3129.JPG" border="0" /></a> Father's Day!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA288THNI/AAAAAAAAARU/gsGvqDDjq-M/s1600/DSCF3149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499529407788948690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFJA288THNI/AAAAAAAAARU/gsGvqDDjq-M/s320/DSCF3149.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong>JULY</strong></p><p align="center">Alameda County Fair:<br /></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8z_D3eEI/AAAAAAAAARM/C0QiQGlRoM4/s1600/DSCF3196.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499524958771443778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8z_D3eEI/AAAAAAAAARM/C0QiQGlRoM4/s320/DSCF3196.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Watching the piglets race<br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8zZmvR5I/AAAAAAAAARE/1m0gz_v2C8I/s1600/DSCF3202.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499524948717160338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8zZmvR5I/AAAAAAAAARE/1m0gz_v2C8I/s320/DSCF3202.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>First pony ride!<br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8zPxzbAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gt413_A1fwA/s1600/DSCF3211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499524946079214594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8zPxzbAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gt413_A1fwA/s320/DSCF3211.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8yZiv_mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Uxk8zbB2y_Y/s1600/DSCF3215.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499524931520560738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8yZiv_mI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Uxk8zbB2y_Y/s320/DSCF3215.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Showing off the decorations of our first party throwing event ever. </span><span style="font-size:85%;">(I know, fancy, right?) </span><span style="font-size:85%;">She was excited for it all day, had a blast, and was so sad when everybody had to leave.</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8x8qnrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FG8YqxTA38A/s1600/DSCF3224.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499524923768941762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI8x8qnrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FG8YqxTA38A/s320/DSCF3224.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">It has been a great summer so far. Hopefully it won't take another year to update the blog with the rest of the summer happenings...haha. (And just in case that wasn't enough for you, there is a catch-up Easter post below. And someday maybe we'll post some pics of 10-18mo old Kelsey...maybe.)</span></p>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-76252933374645560702010-07-29T16:30:00.000-07:002010-07-29T21:14:27.637-07:00Happy (Really, Really Late) Easter!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Kelsey did great for her first official (walking) easter egg hunt. She absolutely loved finding the eggs! (The ones shaped like bunnies were definitely her favorite!)<br /></div></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIienuonOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YXkD3H5K9mc/s1600/DSCF2603.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499496004428799202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIienuonOI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YXkD3H5K9mc/s320/DSCF2603.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIieLFPDVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/dnpsSIwWhjw/s1600/DSCF2621.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499495996738964818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIieLFPDVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/dnpsSIwWhjw/s320/DSCF2621.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIidgjhazI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mcXHY1EmlQo/s1600/DSCF2634.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499495985323273010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIidgjhazI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mcXHY1EmlQo/s320/DSCF2634.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIidQ48DHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yRJuMAcbE9o/s1600/DSCF2635.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499495981118131314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIidQ48DHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yRJuMAcbE9o/s320/DSCF2635.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Just a couple cute pics from later that day:</span><br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIicqZf-KI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0LpN84bjHN0/s1600/DSCF2670.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499495970785720482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIicqZf-KI/AAAAAAAAAO8/0LpN84bjHN0/s320/DSCF2670.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIjgs_llhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EWD-YN5KqI0/s1600/DSCF2682.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499497139713447442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFIjgs_llhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/EWD-YN5KqI0/s320/DSCF2682.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Growing up, my family had a tradition of doing an easter treasure hunt for each child. My dad would draw pics of things in our house as the clues and we'd have to figure out what it was a picture of and go there to get our next clue. I really liked this and we started doing it this year with Kelsey.<br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5EjGgnLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Nx-e1-uZqkc/s1600/DSCF2698.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520845277600946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5EjGgnLI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Nx-e1-uZqkc/s320/DSCF2698.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4xNRg0PI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y_0eHlA1Pns/s1600/DSCF2702.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520513000657138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4xNRg0PI/AAAAAAAAAQM/y_0eHlA1Pns/s320/DSCF2702.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4w7HD8UI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RWz_TTeFMZo/s1600/DSCF2705.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520508124983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4w7HD8UI/AAAAAAAAAQE/RWz_TTeFMZo/s320/DSCF2705.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4vzELWBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aWPO4BOWeX4/s1600/DSCF2708.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520488785532946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4vzELWBI/AAAAAAAAAP8/aWPO4BOWeX4/s320/DSCF2708.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4vXDNNEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/01nL9RhSPsE/s1600/DSCF2712.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520481265267778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4vXDNNEI/AAAAAAAAAP0/01nL9RhSPsE/s320/DSCF2712.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The final prize was a tricycle, but it was raining when we did the hunt, so she finally got to ride it a few days later. (And even let her cousin Maisie have a turn!)</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4uyV0voI/AAAAAAAAAPs/sLsZ337weso/s1600/DSCF2796.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499520471411244674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI4uyV0voI/AAAAAAAAAPs/sLsZ337weso/s320/DSCF2796.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5tCQPGKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Ospmvhy7zMw/s1600/DSCF2797.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499521540834662562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5tCQPGKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Ospmvhy7zMw/s320/DSCF2797.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5t_xCEbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jJlKpYOVq-8/s1600/DSCF2801.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499521557346783666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/TFI5t_xCEbI/AAAAAAAAAQk/jJlKpYOVq-8/s320/DSCF2801.JPG" border="0" /></a>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-88872412861819142902010-03-18T21:46:00.001-07:002010-03-18T21:46:49.967-07:00And now it's beenI dunno, alot longer. I'll do it, I swear.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-66704060432889770252010-02-07T22:30:00.000-08:002010-02-07T22:31:23.313-08:00SlackersWe are slackers. I'm mainly putting this up so the next time I get on here, I realize how much of a bum I have been.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-51962102446261432212009-08-07T21:41:00.000-07:002009-08-07T21:48:45.208-07:00Oh, what shall I put up today?Pictures of the world's cutest baby perhaps? Sure, why not.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DU1APRAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hdu09FyvxHI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DU1APRAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Hdu09FyvxHI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367449987255845890" border="0" /></a>This was Kelsey's first climbing expedition. Note the lack of oxygen tanks on the baby, though Suz could surely have used one herself.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DUZs0X2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vpvOUoDIq9g/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DUZs0X2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/vpvOUoDIq9g/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367449979926634338" border="0" /></a>That's a cute baby.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DUOWfs0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/e2xjUsR_VB0/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DUOWfs0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/e2xjUsR_VB0/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367449976880214850" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DTub7rhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Bp9P_Em3_N4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DTub7rhI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Bp9P_Em3_N4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367449968313085458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DTVeIZjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4HO0GaoFfLg/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sn0DTVeIZjI/AAAAAAAAAEo/4HO0GaoFfLg/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367449961611421234" border="0" /></a>Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-80451824471811579962009-06-24T16:28:00.001-07:002009-06-24T21:34:33.269-07:00Catching up!<div align="left">Looks like Ross beat me to the blogging thing this time! I had planned to set aside some time to catch up today, and I get on and find a new post from this morning. I guess great minds think alike =)! Here are just a few (haha) pics to catch up on the past couple months. Sorry about so many pics.<br /><strong></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong>7 1/2 Months</strong><br />First Time at the Beach:</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351100056218732914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLtJlh9iXI/AAAAAAAAANw/pA7sV4myzH8/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351111063496702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkL3KS1iOMI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3z4JX89DOxM/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"><br />Some Cute Faces at Softball:<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351111718535913746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkL3wbDDYRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/rHKEA2TTzsc/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+008.JPG" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr581lu3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/HjVhiCwDs0k/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351098688085539698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr581lu3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/HjVhiCwDs0k/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5uh2IyI/AAAAAAAAANI/CZXof4PZ6QY/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351098684244632354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5uh2IyI/AAAAAAAAANI/CZXof4PZ6QY/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG" border="0" /></a> Those eyes are going to be boy killers someday! =)</p><p align="center"><strong>8 Months<br /></strong>Six Teeth!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5VNnu2I/AAAAAAAAANA/PDOA4BF4TPc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351098677448915810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5VNnu2I/AAAAAAAAANA/PDOA4BF4TPc/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">And a cute laughing video- she was just going on and on!</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyAuyosntf64zdhLdLkV-gFNCTWRBAhw-TuF6Ay_RAr8iRosL6dvrmAPw2HmEd8nkSa747BG0CqF6x9yHtfTQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><br />And those eyes again...</p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5GQHpMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zHEibMVyYtY/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351098673432863938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLr5GQHpMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zHEibMVyYtY/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+034.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />Standing on her own!<br /></p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE9cnQKrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7RPEntiUdUU/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+038.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055867201465010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE9cnQKrI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7RPEntiUdUU/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+038.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />And fitting in her onesie that she wore the day she was born:<br />(Crazy that it still fits!) <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE9AiNgYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/BtCRFQDu6Fk/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055859664126338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE9AiNgYI/AAAAAAAAAMo/BtCRFQDu6Fk/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br />A cute pic in a dress I love that is getting too small...at least something is!<br /></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE8WkqBmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pIKjivSU-0Y/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055848400094818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE8WkqBmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/pIKjivSU-0Y/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><strong>8 1/2 Months</strong><br />In Utah visiting friends </p><p align="center">(Kelsey had a blast with their two kids...and we are total bums since we didn't get any pictures to show for it!)</p><p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE8P7UHzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GTxkNl6Fzgo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055846616080178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE8P7UHzI/AAAAAAAAAMY/GTxkNl6Fzgo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE74KtumI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VF9hyyZA_ac/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351055840238221922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLE74KtumI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/VF9hyyZA_ac/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351054449686221170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDq79SEXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fwYgH-IB2jo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+028.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div>Always finding something little to examine!<br /><br /><br />At the Salt Lake Temple for my cousin's wedding:<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDqU8NS5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/5gmBB_8t4EQ/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351054439212731282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDqU8NS5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/5gmBB_8t4EQ/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" border="0" /></a> I know, you're all thinking how lucky I am! =)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDp5Rqd_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/RtYRz34s08E/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351054431786530802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDp5Rqd_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/RtYRz34s08E/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>9 Months</strong></div><div>More cute softball pics:<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDpMzIAhI/AAAAAAAAALo/FVMpXmC0PM0/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351054419847283218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDpMzIAhI/AAAAAAAAALo/FVMpXmC0PM0/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053800625499122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDFKBJa_I/AAAAAAAAALg/rcHSOqtVCd4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG" border="0" /><br />Ross' bro Cameron's graduation:<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDEzce1kI/AAAAAAAAALY/XgnCoyP_wG4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053794566133314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDEzce1kI/AAAAAAAAALY/XgnCoyP_wG4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Housesitting:<br />(Trying to eat the window, of course!)<br /></div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDESgkHiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xoUNFDi2jp4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053785724886562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDESgkHiI/AAAAAAAAALQ/xoUNFDi2jp4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053781747636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDEDsUGkI/AAAAAAAAALI/W1n7rNwdjoQ/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+005.JPG" border="0" /><br />Youngest Camper at Girl's Camp (our church's camp for 12-18 yr olds)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDD88S1gI/AAAAAAAAALA/oEk5-eXsPME/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351053779935614466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLDD88S1gI/AAAAAAAAALA/oEk5-eXsPME/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" border="0" /></a> She sure loves to peek!<br /><br />First Time Swimming:</div><div>(It was so cold!)<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCP6AVZpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C9dMkbiP198/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+008.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351052885794055826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCP6AVZpI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C9dMkbiP198/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+008.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCPh-hvTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IIG6EHLCOqA/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351052879344024882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCPh-hvTI/AAAAAAAAAKw/IIG6EHLCOqA/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>9 1/2 Months:</strong> <div>Father's Day!<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351052877267158306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCPaPXRSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aSJFhi3ngBc/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG" border="0" /> Superstar Bottle Drinker!<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCOxY9NuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0fJg_D7r4pI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351052866301540066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCOxY9NuI/AAAAAAAAAKg/0fJg_D7r4pI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCOh6m8uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n5hp204Ry-M/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351052862147719906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SkLCOh6m8uI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n5hp204Ry-M/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG" border="0" /></a> (Don't ask what the big red splotches on her are...I have no idea. And didn't notice them until I was making this blog post.)</div><div></div><br /><div align="left">Okay! So that's the last couple of months in a nutshell. She had an absolute blast on our trip to Utah and Idaho, meeting new people, seeing new places, and especially playing with all the big(ger) kids. Since being back, Kelsey has definitely been changing and growing up fast. She must have learned a thing or two from all the big kids! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-43135316995836106972009-06-24T06:31:00.000-07:002009-06-24T16:27:23.899-07:00Can't sleepMust post pictures of said Super Cute Baby.<br /><br /><br />I swear we do other things than smother our baby. For instance, last night I 'played' softball. It was bad.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrzATmDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fWvSH2SbLdU/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+104.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350887462525078866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrzATmDVI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fWvSH2SbLdU/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+104.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIry0AyVhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/o5WxSBC8Q04/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+108.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350887459224966674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIry0AyVhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/o5WxSBC8Q04/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+108.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIryofGFQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Co2-QCP6KfI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350887456130864386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIryofGFQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Co2-QCP6KfI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+079.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrybFGQxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/h1fTCcGqBM4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350887452532163346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrybFGQxI/AAAAAAAAAEI/h1fTCcGqBM4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrxx8k2xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UAUNWa6PBaw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350887441490565906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SkIrxx8k2xI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UAUNWa6PBaw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+042.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />(Note added by Suz: In case you were wondering these pics are all from our trip to Boise, Idaho earlier this month to visit my roommate from college. That's her a couple pics up with her hubby and two kids. Kelsey had an absolute blast, as you can tell, and it was especially fun because their daughter is just 19 days older than Kelsey and they were at basically the same stage too!)Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-52977220486869437732009-06-14T23:10:00.000-07:002009-06-15T01:20:01.738-07:00Missing in action...Okay, so I know we haven't updated in a while, but we were out of town in Utah and Idaho and now we have been house sitting, so I haven't had access to any of our super cute pictures of our baby. And if I don't have any super cute pictures of Kelsey to post, I'm not sure I have much else worthwhile to post....=) So I will have to do the next best thing. Here is a link to some cute pics my sister-in-law and her hubby took at Ross' little bro's graduation on Friday and posted on their blog the next day: <a href="http://sweetforbabycakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-or-how-did-i-get-so-old.html">http://sweetforbabycakes.blogspot.com/2009/06/graduation-or-how-did-i-get-so-old.html</a><br />(Some people are much better at this blogging thing than we are, so we will just have to mooch off them for now.)Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-66163086283271479722009-05-14T22:23:00.000-07:002009-05-15T01:08:57.372-07:00So check out how awesome I amI know what you ladies are thinking... how awesome can he be? My hubby is pretty awesome, so what does this Ross guy think he's got? Well, BAM, prepare to be amazed. I'm about to make an entry that I promised my wife I would make, only one short month ago. See that? That's what you're missing, and what Suz is getting. Take that.<br /><br />Really though, I did promise Suz that I would make a post about our trip to SF last month and well, I basically slacked. But tonight I wasn't feeling well so I stayed behind to take a nap, while Suz and Kelsey went to see her dad. I napped, I woke, now, I post. Basically, we had a great time. Ron invited us to come up to SF with him and Tyler to see a Giants game and basically play tourist in SF. How could we resist you ask? Well, that's a foolish question. I already told you we went. Not sure what you were expecting me to say.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_OmXcPGI/AAAAAAAAACs/QlRUhdHhVRk/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_OmXcPGI/AAAAAAAAACs/QlRUhdHhVRk/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920284809313378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_O1f8rJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0SkoVCeD64g/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_O1f8rJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/0SkoVCeD64g/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920288871525522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PKDN3TI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AZ-T_T20qGE/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PKDN3TI/AAAAAAAAAC8/AZ-T_T20qGE/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920294388161842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PZe-enI/AAAAAAAAADE/jGkQb15kqv0/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PZe-enI/AAAAAAAAADE/jGkQb15kqv0/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920298531125874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PhW6QGI/AAAAAAAAADM/YqiBCByBWsg/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_PhW6QGI/AAAAAAAAADM/YqiBCByBWsg/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920300644778082" border="0" /></a><br />Oh, and when we got back to our hotel room, Kelsey was going BONKERS just crawling around fast as can be on the bed, going absolutely nuts. Sooo tired but trying desperately to keep playing. We didn't get any great pics, but this one shows how much she dislikes being used as a pillow, I suppose.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_xv0IgsI/AAAAAAAAADU/tkjvs4kGv7Q/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sgz_xv0IgsI/AAAAAAAAADU/tkjvs4kGv7Q/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920888640996034" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The next day we went to Fisherman's Wharf and walked around a bit... and rode a cable car! Sad to say, but this was my first ride on a cable car, and Kelsey's (not so sad there) so we got to have a first together.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0Au0bJCAI/AAAAAAAAADc/hS9UwWAqaFM/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0Au0bJCAI/AAAAAAAAADc/hS9UwWAqaFM/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335921937850370050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />She was excited, let me tell you.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0A-rmkJgI/AAAAAAAAADk/_tGjv1ePjMg/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0A-rmkJgI/AAAAAAAAADk/_tGjv1ePjMg/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335922210360272386" /></a><br /><br />It got better anyway. We rode the cable car... she was a little confused at first but seemed to have fun. Anything that involves colors and shapes going past her she loves. An overpass is her best friend.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0BfX_RAyI/AAAAAAAAADs/4xTe-m0Zamw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+038.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0BfX_RAyI/AAAAAAAAADs/4xTe-m0Zamw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335922772030849826" /></a><br /><br />Anyway, we took the cable car from the Wharf to Market, then walked back, stopping by Max's to have lunch. Walking through Chinatown during the day; probably better than doing it at night. The city can be sketchy. Especially with geeks like us wandering around.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0CC7uTjuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H656q_50_5o/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/Sg0CC7uTjuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/H656q_50_5o/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335923382918811362" /></a>Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-30695168022130894652009-04-26T00:59:00.001-07:002009-04-26T01:26:30.001-07:00Happy (Late) Easter!I figured it was about time to share some Easter pics since it has been two weeks already. Here's Kelsey decked out in her Easter outfit. She's not one to smile for the camera these days since she thinks it is a big toy you are waving in her face and not letting her have/eat/play with, but I thought this was a cute picture anyway =).<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVnsOK-mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DLj09-D19x8/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVnsOK-mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/DLj09-D19x8/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908030715820642" /></a>And here are a couple attempts at a family pic. The second one is the closest thing to a smile we got. It was hard enough for me and Ross to have a picture taken of us we both liked before Kelsey, so it will probably take a lot of practice to get one we like all 3 of us in. (Sorry Ross!)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQXX97zADI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lczjosGc6nw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQXX97zADI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lczjosGc6nw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328909959615938610" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQXXTvBwJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u9Cr2iHGgkg/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQXXTvBwJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u9Cr2iHGgkg/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328909948288090258" /></a>And here she is on her first Easter egg hunt. Really not digging the cold grass. But at least it didn't take her too long to find them...since we didn't really hide them.<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVovB6poI/AAAAAAAAAHc/khbJRy94qYo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVovB6poI/AAAAAAAAAHc/khbJRy94qYo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908048649594498" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVoZyVO-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wJgBdeXpwCo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVoZyVO-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/wJgBdeXpwCo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908042947083234" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVoPUDtFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dn5I9gVGx24/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVoPUDtFI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dn5I9gVGx24/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908040135750738" /></a>And finally a good close up shot after about 20 of them with her grabbing the camera.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVn4zSOtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/No1LOfjOH-U/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+037.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQVn4zSOtI/AAAAAAAAAHE/No1LOfjOH-U/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328908034092710610" /></a>We also started her on solid foods! Yum yum! (I'm not sure if she liked the rice cereal better or the spoon- which she had to hold herself, of course!)<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZUZrQT-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/JDhrCpQ7I14/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZUZrQT-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/JDhrCpQ7I14/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912097366527970" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZUDyMfGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/r6RlvweddmI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+048.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZUDyMfGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/r6RlvweddmI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912091490057314" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZT9kSjRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eDzGNMpXrlg/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZT9kSjRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/eDzGNMpXrlg/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912089821121810" /></a>And at the end of the day, I imagine the caption for these pictures goes something like this: "Hey mom, this is more like it! These are the kinds of solid foods I'm talking about!"<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZTgKo13I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XnS91r4oCHE/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+065.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZTgKo13I/AAAAAAAAAH8/XnS91r4oCHE/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912081928902514" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZTeirmeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/X1dWmbws6r4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQZTeirmeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/X1dWmbws6r4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328912081492875746" /></a> All in all, it was a great first Easter for our little girl!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-53617090301060520062009-04-26T00:50:00.000-07:002009-04-26T01:34:43.679-07:00Our Little Stander!<div align="center">So just a couple days after we got back from LA, Kelsey added pulling herself up to standing to her resume! And now she is getting so solid at it and walking along things and everything! Here she is the very first time she stood straight up, supporting herself on a laundry basket of all things! (And then falling to her bum of course!) <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQTh3UaKiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oYbt8Rpyfcs/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328905731592301090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQTh3UaKiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/oYbt8Rpyfcs/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+027.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQThskbnKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/afF6cP88OtM/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328905728706714786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQThskbnKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/afF6cP88OtM/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+030.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQThfG4ZDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xf_W14s0KPw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+031.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328905725093110834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQThfG4ZDI/AAAAAAAAAGk/xf_W14s0KPw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+031.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQTg7c9AsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e_z-fR-Z1R8/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328905715522011842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQTg7c9AsI/AAAAAAAAAGc/e_z-fR-Z1R8/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+032.JPG" border="0" /></a>And then the first time she did it in her crib...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9l8cwrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jp5Dejgezxo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328915004057764530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9l8cwrI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jp5Dejgezxo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG" border="0" /></a>...she ended up like this:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9YaIHlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NRO0lxyBVdo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328915000424144466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9YaIHlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/NRO0lxyBVdo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+019.JPG" border="0" /></a>But at least it made for some cute shots like this one:<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9IZ67HI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MPHhyScs8Sw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328914996128312434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQb9IZ67HI/AAAAAAAAAIc/MPHhyScs8Sw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+024.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-72824728394427239712009-03-26T16:27:00.000-07:002009-03-26T16:52:15.947-07:00Crawling & Sitting & High Chairs, oh my!Our sweet little girl is changing so rapidly! Just in the past week and a half she has learned to crawl and sit up and had her first time in a high chair too! My mom and I are in LA (with Kelsey) so her daddy is missing her I'm sure. Luckily she crawled just a little and went from all fours to sitting up once before we left to come. But now, she is a total crawling and sitting pro! She is such a quick learner and I am so proud of her! Here are a few pics of her new skills. We love you daddy and we miss you!!!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQzVfy0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/NdNkOou2mgM/s1600-h/DSCF9020.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQzVfy0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/NdNkOou2mgM/s320/DSCF9020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317647538908547906" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQ3bvxPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Fey3qyIdT8Q/s1600-h/DSCF9028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQ3bvxPI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Fey3qyIdT8Q/s320/DSCF9028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317647540008502514" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQTgmMZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0lXitbLZym8/s1600-h/DSCF9061.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQTgmMZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0lXitbLZym8/s320/DSCF9061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317647530365170066" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQGWoRKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/q5uxCInAKY0/s1600-h/DSCF9076.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUQGWoRKI/AAAAAAAAAF8/q5uxCInAKY0/s320/DSCF9076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317647526833702050" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUP-V6fKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UHWtE_y4NRc/s1600-h/DSCF9084.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ScwUP-V6fKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UHWtE_y4NRc/s320/DSCF9084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317647524683218082" /></a><br />Oh yeah, and her first top tooth poked through today too! She was working really hard on getting it out last night and this morning. Good job sweets!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-62332617122902457502009-03-11T12:32:00.001-07:002009-03-11T12:36:17.358-07:00Does it make me a bad mom......that I just had to get a shot of this?<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgR-7cAixI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6UoBbNzSPeM/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgR-7cAixI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6UoBbNzSPeM/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312015533288229650" /></a> I promise she wasn't screaming when I went to get the camera!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-24210846380156451522009-03-11T12:01:00.000-07:002009-03-11T12:26:45.522-07:00TEETH!!!So our life seems to be revolving around teeth lately...Kelsey got her first tooth at 5 1/2 months! And her second one poked through on Monday (her 6 month birthday)! Here is a pic of me trying to show off her bottom right front, the first one that came in. I don't really think you can see it, but it's the best I can do for now. She likes to shut her mouth or stick her tongue out over them when I try to take pics or video.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMV76PYxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYpkCDNIf3I/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMV76PYxI/AAAAAAAAAFM/AYpkCDNIf3I/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312009331482256146" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMV9XukjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wMl_GA0qDpE/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMV9XukjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/wMl_GA0qDpE/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312009331874370098" /></a><br />And while Kelsey is getting teeth...her mommy might be losing one. Here is a picture I took of an x-ray of my tooth, or what's left of it I suppose...<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgQNPB_bqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ppjLcVi71CQ/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002-cropped.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgQNPB_bqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ppjLcVi71CQ/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002-cropped.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312013580042727074" /></a> Yes...that black area is infection...and apparently it is eating away at my jaw bone. Sad. Shocking. SAD. And according to my dentist's office, there is nothing <strong><em>I</em></strong> could have done about it. That's all I'm going to say about that...<br /><br />But Kelsey is as cute as ever and reminds me every day that luckily there are more important things than teeth! (Since she is happy as can be and this was taken before she had any!)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMWVbKWKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/A6A4vB-cgy4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SbgMWVbKWKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/A6A4vB-cgy4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312009338331224226" /></a>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-37513323907101591712009-02-17T16:23:00.000-08:002009-02-17T16:34:43.329-08:00My husband the EMT!I can't believe it's been over a month since we updated our blog, but since my husband has been missing in action here on the blog for quite a while, I will have to do a little bragging for him. I had been meaning to write about this a while ago, and now that classes have started up again I finally remembered! This past fall he took all the EMT courses required to certify as an EMT-Basic as part of his training to be a firefighter. He did great in all his classes and then he passed the National Registry test to officially be an EMT with flying colors! Way to go Ross!!!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-58828619330894113182009-01-06T11:46:00.000-08:002009-04-26T01:52:13.025-07:00Kelsey's First ChristmasWell, I have really been wanting to get out some sort of Christmas card or letter for the past few years. Especially this year with the new baby and all. But since it is January now, and that hasn't happened, this year this blog post will have to be enough. Maybe next year =)... So here are some pictures of Kelsey's first Christmas activities. She definitely loved getting to see new things and have lots of people around. She would try so hard to stay awake because she didn't want to miss out on anything! Here are a couple pictures from her first time meeting Santa: <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO3ofxTFgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uejdRnHqgO4/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288272293814015490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO3ofxTFgI/AAAAAAAAAB0/uejdRnHqgO4/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+005.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO3ojEl1AI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uHucN2zhejU/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288272294700241922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO3ojEl1AI/AAAAAAAAAB8/uHucN2zhejU/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm7KtOvrI/AAAAAAAAACs/oqDwZkYvuPI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957610321428146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm7KtOvrI/AAAAAAAAACs/oqDwZkYvuPI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />And here she is in her "Christmas best" (what can I say? I'm a casual kind of girl!) before church on the Sunday before Christmas:<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm6n7nHnI/AAAAAAAAACk/m_mEOF91QS8/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957600986504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm6n7nHnI/AAAAAAAAACk/m_mEOF91QS8/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here are a couple pictures of her modeling her first Christmas present she got to open on Christmas eve (PJs of course!) You can't really see in the first picture, but there are reindeer on her feet and she was totally loving playing with them!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO4igMmr0I/AAAAAAAAACE/zMe3gEiMNgM/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288273290360958786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWO4igMmr0I/AAAAAAAAACE/zMe3gEiMNgM/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd9crD8b9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8HEbkcO02Ck/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334218919014354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd9crD8b9I/AAAAAAAAAEM/8HEbkcO02Ck/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpExAg_wI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dEc0zRZRARo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959974244941570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpExAg_wI/AAAAAAAAAD0/dEc0zRZRARo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpFXYJGQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zTcWwNBICKw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959984544585986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpFXYJGQI/AAAAAAAAAD8/zTcWwNBICKw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG" border="0" /></a>In these pictures taken later you can see at least one of the reindeer, and see how much she liked to grab them!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And here she is on Christmas morning and afternoon opening presents. These series of pictures really made me laugh- I had trouble picking only a few to post!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm7qODFiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-R46KoSFSw/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288957618780575266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYm7qODFiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/U-R46KoSFSw/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" /></a>Yes, she really was as excited as she looks in that picture! And then of course the first place every present goes...in her mouth!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQgf969NQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/77nKAP4SqpE/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQgf969NQI/AAAAAAAAAJM/77nKAP4SqpE/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919992656016642" /></a>"My cow is awesome!" (says Kelsey, of course!)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQfzwPwJpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mc-67LboWTI/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQfzwPwJpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Mc-67LboWTI/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328919233070900882" /></a>"Oh my goodness...what do I do with a present this big?!?" (says Kelsey again)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQepCOggJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0tINSt_56H0/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328917949407330450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SfQepCOggJI/AAAAAAAAAI8/0tINSt_56H0/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+013.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYnoksgbqI/AAAAAAAAADU/0Z9UO-i8C_E/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288958390391828130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYnoksgbqI/AAAAAAAAADU/0Z9UO-i8C_E/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+017.JPG" border="0" /></a>And of course after all of the presents and excitement of the day, her most favorite toy of all... the ribbon from one of her presents! =)<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd_uAi_TnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NgIqmTmSCxc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289336715767402098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd_uAi_TnI/AAAAAAAAAE0/NgIqmTmSCxc/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd_uXJLfFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j0cP0w8C6OY/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289336721833163858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWd_uXJLfFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j0cP0w8C6OY/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />She also got to go see the city of Bethlehem (she loved the animals!), a reenactment of the Christmas story by a church near where we live. It is pretty cool!<br /><br />And she got to go to Christmas in the Park in downtown San Jose- a whole strip of land decorated with Christmas trees and moving displays and such. She really seemed entertained by them!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpDAfGhZI/AAAAAAAAADc/-Y_EgU_i-QA/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959944040023442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpDAfGhZI/AAAAAAAAADc/-Y_EgU_i-QA/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpDhDaHZI/AAAAAAAAADk/h3Q48bKhdWA/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959952782237074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpDhDaHZI/AAAAAAAAADk/h3Q48bKhdWA/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpEXvvFvI/AAAAAAAAADs/8OpMVlx4988/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+013.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288959967463675634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/SWYpEXvvFvI/AAAAAAAAADs/8OpMVlx4988/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+013.JPG" border="0" /></a> I don't know if you can tell, but behind her right shoulder is a merry-go-round of penguins and she was really loving watching them go around!<br /><br />So as you can see it was a packed first holiday season for our little girl! She is so much fun and we are so grateful to have been able to share this time of year with her for her first time. I was going to take a couple pictures of her celebrating her first New Year too...but after all the Christmas excitement, she wasn't even awake to see it..she had zonked out on her daddy on the couch. Oh well, maybe next year =)!Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-28754298225748834932008-12-10T08:46:00.000-08:002008-12-10T09:01:07.509-08:003 Months Old!So Kelsey had her three month old birthday yesterday...I can't believe it has been three months already! She is growing up so fast! Right now she is even helping me type this post. (And by helping I mean she is sitting on my lap, totally entertained by the light of the computer screen, throwing herself forward towards the keyboard every two seconds because she wants to get a better look- causing me to get about two letters typed before I have to grab her and pull her back to sitting up again so she won't bonk her head on the desk...but that's about as close as she gets to helping these days!) <br /><br />I thought I would post a couple of pictures in honor of her "birthday". Here she is showing off what a "stretchy baby" she is:<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0ZnG1oZI/AAAAAAAAABc/aVlvjADvcyU/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0ZnG1oZI/AAAAAAAAABc/aVlvjADvcyU/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206009133080978" /></a><br />And here she is in her crib for the first time. She has been sleeping in a playpen bassinet by our bed, and I had stuff filling the crib up until just last week...so finally at three months she has a crib to lay in-- and play in, as you can see:<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0Z-UBGaI/AAAAAAAAABk/S4bk1OWLfRo/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0Z-UBGaI/AAAAAAAAABk/S4bk1OWLfRo/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206015362374050" /></a><br />I call this one her E.T. picture:<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0aeXqRTI/AAAAAAAAABs/g76SxCXD1OQ/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/ST_0aeXqRTI/AAAAAAAAABs/g76SxCXD1OQ/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206023967589682" /></a>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-29538486072890154522008-12-02T07:18:00.000-08:002008-12-02T07:41:32.147-08:00First Photo SessionI had a request for more pictures, so here are some from Kelsey's first photo session on Saturday with her Auntie Trina. I think she actually did quite well. She made it through several outfit changes, and even after laying her in the leaves for a while (she didn't like that so much), she still calmed down a bit for more pictures. I haven't gotten to see the ones Trina took yet, but here are a few of my favorites that I took over or around Trina and Ross (who had to keep sitting her back up cuz she was constantly falling to one side or the other.)<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUsr-kZQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PRgCPzqw48o/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUsr-kZQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PRgCPzqw48o/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215665230537986" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUtRau4uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oxvVYWI5WnM/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUtRau4uI/AAAAAAAAAAk/oxvVYWI5WnM/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215675280777954" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUt-F-tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t2kyVfsW4bc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUt-F-tOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/t2kyVfsW4bc/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215687273329890" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUuOZi6DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dq26hzY6h9A/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUuOZi6DI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dq26hzY6h9A/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215691650361394" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUudJiY1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZO8czNPIIC8/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+023.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVUudJiY1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZO8czNPIIC8/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275215695609750354" /></a><br />These ones are of her in the dress she was blessed in a few weeks ago. And I just had to get some pictures of her in the fall leaves before all the colors faded away. Like I said before, she really didn't dig that, but she was a trooper! In fact, here she is waving to the camera...haha.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV1lVfcpI/AAAAAAAAABE/KHEn8ecHnb0/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+034.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV1lVfcpI/AAAAAAAAABE/KHEn8ecHnb0/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275216917578085010" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV2lsY_nI/AAAAAAAAABM/tGpZ49PjiHc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+059.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV2lsY_nI/AAAAAAAAABM/tGpZ49PjiHc/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275216934854000242" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV2w2h-wI/AAAAAAAAABU/kjokUJ-HGPA/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+064.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STVV2w2h-wI/AAAAAAAAABU/kjokUJ-HGPA/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275216937849322242" /></a>Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-45454306618295016722008-11-29T12:10:00.000-08:002008-11-30T00:18:12.858-08:00What I'm Thankful For...Hi all. This is Suz. I thought I would finally join my cute hubby in this world of "baby blogginess" as he calls it. I don't have much to say about myself, but I can for sure go on and on about our sweet baby girl. I thought I would start by listing some things I am thankful for- considering it is Thanksgiving time and all.<br /><br />1. My sweet little bug- the most darling baby in the world!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STJLQ_WJQLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hr53TfgWJhc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STJLQ_WJQLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Hr53TfgWJhc/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274360868858577074" /></a><br />1. (I have to have a tie for the top spot of course!) My sweet husband- who is the best daddy in the world!<br />3. The time I get to spend just watching my little bug and my hubby talk and interact and play and cuddle and sleep together. (You can see Kelsey talking to her daddy in the third pic from Ross' last post.)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STJL_FWRlNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uqLFbRMKc_Y/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2-aPPtW8h2w/STJL_FWRlNI/AAAAAAAAAAU/uqLFbRMKc_Y/s200/Kelsey%27s+Birth+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274361660743718098" /></a><br /><br />Okay, so now for the not so serious things-- even though they are things I am seriously thankful for!<br />4. Disposable diapers- our little girl is a serious diaper filling factory!<br />5. Footed sleepers- it is getting cold and our wiggly, wiggly baby (she gets it from her daddy) can never keep socks or covers on her at night<br />6. Showers- When I get a second to take one =)! Even though I almost always get to listen to a screaming baby.<br />7. A car seat base that stays in my car so we can easily snap the car seat in and out with her already in it- though it barely all fits in my tiny car.<br />8. T-shirts, sweatpants, and sweatshirts- the wardrobe of choice for this new mom! (Not that it wasn't my wardrobe of choice when I was childless too...haha!)<br />9. Ice cream! Seriously, I never craved it when I was pregnant, but ever since I have been "unpregnant" I seem to always be in the mood!<br />10. Bananas- They are such a good source of nutrition and pretty filling too! Unfortunately, I couldn't stand them when I was pregnant...but now I love them again! Yay! Ross hates them and they are one of my favorite foods. They are especially good with whipped cream on them... though I guess that takes away my argument that they are good for you.<br /><br />I better stop at ten things since they are getting so random anyway. Obviously our lives revolve around the babes these days! I am just so thankful to be blessed with such a beautiful, sweet daughter and a wonderful husband who is a great father for our little girl.Suzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16806836842920851629noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-4356147279590805402008-11-21T17:10:00.000-08:002008-11-21T17:11:35.549-08:00How do I...Make my blog wide? Seems like everyone else is running their text out to the end of the screen, but my stuff is crammed into this little column.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-54355338179274760352008-11-19T19:40:00.000-08:002008-11-19T19:57:36.409-08:00Rambling, baby pics, etc.Did you want to see our baby? Of course you did. **<span style="font-style: italic;">cackles, tents fingers**</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfshca2RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/awoO2Waxtmk/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfshca2RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/awoO2Waxtmk/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270583419915131154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfr2FeonI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1JoFHWxhdqc/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfr2FeonI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1JoFHWxhdqc/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270583408276185714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfp2OSYYI/AAAAAAAAABs/F8t0j1hNZ18/s1600-h/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SSTfp2OSYYI/AAAAAAAAABs/F8t0j1hNZ18/s320/Kelsey%27s+Birth+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270583373953393026" border="0" /></a><br />I don't have anything to say. Which should come as no surprise. I just have some time so I thought I would write a few words. Kelsey is doing great; the little girl has finally started putting on some weight; but at almost 24 inches and 9 lbs 3 oz, she's in the 75th percentile for height, and the 10th percentile for weight. So tall and skinny like her parents. No surprise there. In fact, when we would go in to the doctor concerned about her being so small (about 2 weeks ago she was 7-13 and 22) the nurses would just say "Well look at you two! OF course she's skinny and tall!"<br /><br />School is well; I went on a ride along with Santa Clara Fire on Sunday. I was nervous before hand; I hadn't gone on a ride along before and didn't know what to expect; would I like it? Would I be scared? Would something gross me out? Would I forget everything I had learned? The answers are Yes, No, No, and No. In fact, I was complimented on my knowledge and ability to work under pressure by the crew. Yes, I did just toot my own horn. Don't like it? Too bad. My blog, my post, my rules. It was, no joke, he most fun I have had in I don't know how long. And I mean go-kart fun, not play with the baby fun. Totally different. I would rather spend a day with a crew than go racing all day, or really, do pretty much any activity. The down time can be boring, no doubt; we went about 6 hours without a call for a while, but then spent about 2 more on 3 calls that were really awesome. I feel bad for the people that are hurt/sick/injured in some way, but the thrill of driving through the city, lights and sirens, wondering what challenge you are going to face, is really quite the rush. I now understand why Kevin takes every single call back he can get; I would take em too! I want nothing more than to be a firefighter for SantaClara. I'll be applying to the volunteer reserves come April. I decided to sit out this round of hiring since we had just had Kelsey. A good move methinks.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-30283803150215310842008-10-18T18:27:00.000-07:002008-10-18T18:37:21.243-07:00SchoolMakes me want to die at times. Had midterms and skills testing for EMT this week, with another round of skills testing next week. I managed a 90% on the midterm and got through the skills testing this week well; it was Trauma Assessment, FBAO to CPR, and Airway Management; next week is Medical Assessment and CPR/AED Skills. I've also managed to keep a 90% in the class period, which means I got to sign up for clinical rotations early; which would have been great if I didn't forget to fill out my info packet, which emant that I couldn't do Good Sam Hospital on the day I requested, or that the SCF didn't accept my request of rotating on Thanksgiving. Both bummers, but neither insurmountable ones. So now I am signing up about the same time as everyone else is.<br /><br />At least I wasn't one of the 7 people who got dropped after the midterm (you have to score at least a 75% to continue in class) from out class of about 30, or one of the 17 or so that got dropped from my friend Mallory's class. Or one of the two guys who failed on two skills tests on Thursday, and were consequently, dropped from the class. So I'm still in, at least for a few more weeks until we have the final in December. Have to score at least an 80% on that one, and the class is about to get alot ahrder. Fortunately there wasn't any questions really about the 7 or so different forms of shock; I didn't study those very well.<br /><br />At any rate, I can't even begin to describe how nice it would be to not have to work and go to school at the same time. My brain is very tired, and aside from the artsy-fartsy part of my brain, I don't have to think (but probably should) much at work. I just think about MT skills all day long. And what will I be doing once I am EMT certified? I don't know, but I probably won't be doing anything EMT related; I doubt I will change jobs. Dana's is a good place to work, and, importantly, it pays enough to get us through our bills. Maybe I'll get a job as an ER tech; supposedly they make enough money to survive on. The typical EMT (who works for an ambulance company) gets paid about 10 an hour. No bueno. ER tech basically means I would be emptying bed pans and getting coughed on, but it's related and looks better on a resume than 'Cabinet Finisher". But at least I can say that I work with machinery.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8955195699787678088.post-79108338552854799102008-10-08T21:29:00.000-07:002008-10-18T18:27:40.574-07:00Daddy goofed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0Aej1cI/AAAAAAAAABU/cMl4wO4iFVk/s1600-h/1005081957.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0Aej1cI/AAAAAAAAABU/cMl4wO4iFVk/s320/1005081957.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255008966297245122" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0IHKP2I/AAAAAAAAABc/TpHA2ahjiBo/s1600-h/1004081440a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0IHKP2I/AAAAAAAAABc/TpHA2ahjiBo/s320/1004081440a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255008968346582882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0A0mgRI/AAAAAAAAABk/LgRM4i3LpBE/s1600-h/1003081343.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnoOIHOFci4/SO2K0A0mgRI/AAAAAAAAABk/LgRM4i3LpBE/s320/1003081343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255008966389694738" border="0" /></a><br />Does anything happen in our lives that doesn't revolve around our daughter? I don't think so. I guess that's the way it works. It's good. I just had that thought as I realized that I haven't written about a single thign that we have done since the baby came, except the baby. Probably because all I do is work and go to school, and all Suz does is take care of the baby and coach volleyball. Which is where she is right now.<br /><br />And, also where we were last weekend. We drove up to Shasta for the weekend to go to a volleyball tournament for D.A. There were some high points, and some low points, but all in all, Suz and I had fun. Dad made two big mistakes though. One was putting everything for the stroller in the car except the one piece that we needed for it to work, and the other was a doozy; I left the diaper bag in Shasta and we didn't realize it until we were 3 hours down the road! Now just a diaper bag, who cares, right? Except the bag had 75 mils of milk in it, along with everything needed to feed the baby, including all our bottles. We had a few spare diapers laying around, but babies, last I checked, can't eat diapers. So what did we end up doing? Finding a Target, getting some supplies and a bottle, while Suz made some baby milk in the car and I tried to calm a very, very hungry baby (who hadn't eaten in, I dunno, about 6 hours). It ended up ok. We had been on our way to meet Suz's cousin Jennifer and her family for dinner. We were about, oh, 2 hours late. But they were understanding and Ron and Trina kept them entertained till we and the babe came. Very nice people. I think Trina has some pics, maybe they will find their way up there.<br /><br />More camera phone pics, so they aren't good quality. But she's cute, so stop your complaining already.<br /><br />Oh and we gave her a pacifier for the first time this weekend. She seems to like it, but not so much that she keeps it in her mouth forever. Hopefully she won't fall in love with it.Rosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16291589341402064538noreply@blogger.com2