tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84854901306068948782023-11-15T23:38:25.837-08:00.Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.comBlogger171125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-66477689530606929022012-04-30T07:37:00.001-07:002012-04-30T07:37:16.696-07:00A much needed update.This post is going to be mostly about Cru, again. But before I start, I thought I would share that we are expecting baby #2 in 9 short weeks (in case you didnt already know). Baby boy will be here on June 29th.<br />
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We also went to Orlando and Jacksonville 2 weeks ago...Next post I guess.<br />
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As for Cru News...<br />
My baby, isnt a baby anymore. He is 21 months, going on 5.<br />
Some of my very favorite things he does right now are...<br />
- He knows the entire alphabet by site.<br />
- Can count to 10 by himself.<br />
- Knows up to 10 by site as well. <br />
- Gives me hugs and kisses whenever I want.<br />
- Thinks butterfly kisses are HILARIOUS!<br />
- Can spot/hear an airplane like nobodys business.<br />
- Is stinkin fast.<br />
- When he has something that I need and doesnt want to give it up, I say "Cru may I please have that?" and he'll turn and say "Pease, no. Pease."<br />
- He is VERY polite. He says thank you after everything we give him and says 'Es You' when you sneeze.<br />
- He loves Boggs (his panda bear) and his fuzzy blankie.<br />
- Asks to say prayers EVERY night without fail. And will fold his arms (for about 20 seconds). And then he will make Boggs fold his arms.<br />
- Asks to go potty (I think this is a good sign!)<br />
- Aks to "go play" when he wants to go outside.<br />
- When he thinks one of us is being silly or funny he'll say "Oh mommy" or "Oh daddy" ect.<br />
- He knows where almost every part on his body is.<br />
- Loves the song "Jesus wants me for a sunbeam" and jumps at the right part everytime!<br />
- Thinks working in the basement with his dad is the BEST THING EVER.<br />
- Loves hats.<br />
- Strokes the back of my hair when I am holding him.<br />
- Will STILL read books for hours. His favorite one as of late is "Peep Peep" (Thomas the train)<br />
- Loves Elmo. I am not sure where this obsession came with???<br />
- Is learning his colors...He knows Purple and will tell you when something is purple. He also does descent with Blue, Yellow and Green.<br />
- Tries really hard to A R T I C U L A T E. Its hilarious when he tries to do Yellow. He sticks his tounge out and everything.<br />
- Can recognize shapes. Circle is his obvious favorite and will point it our everywhere we go and draw it on the shower glass.Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-85437422459231219772012-02-20T12:31:00.000-08:002012-02-20T12:33:19.371-08:00ValentinesHappy Valentines Day!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqeI-0KUF_BFxInacqlTZHCsA9wYVHhwHr811y6vABsEtDUyU-GSuKdN5a8C1P6OA5wysMFoZsc2I8moZ6Y6c8lUkzqPSsvIjIKYaVildPQODFR-M2hp9C19bzgxdfo-PdarkbZVnrbS_/s1600/CruVdayFinal.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711318463579877282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqeI-0KUF_BFxInacqlTZHCsA9wYVHhwHr811y6vABsEtDUyU-GSuKdN5a8C1P6OA5wysMFoZsc2I8moZ6Y6c8lUkzqPSsvIjIKYaVildPQODFR-M2hp9C19bzgxdfo-PdarkbZVnrbS_/s320/CruVdayFinal.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-9684265349939148812012-02-12T11:37:00.000-08:002012-02-12T12:00:16.888-08:00Halloween 2011Cru loved the Pumpkin Patch this year! He had tons of fun riding around in the cart and picking out his own pumpkins!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp62ktNcP9FCiikWfppdCRdN2qdiUkjVpxJM8tW-Blyiq54uR6HAkuTiqTJ83-Iw_645Y6WLO-lKAL4ym7yeKx21QiIO4fZujEqe3Hzv7ZQkjL6VOWpEOiKcMaXXc4D6jH3ThOCICqwM7M/s1600/Patch3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp62ktNcP9FCiikWfppdCRdN2qdiUkjVpxJM8tW-Blyiq54uR6HAkuTiqTJ83-Iw_645Y6WLO-lKAL4ym7yeKx21QiIO4fZujEqe3Hzv7ZQkjL6VOWpEOiKcMaXXc4D6jH3ThOCICqwM7M/s320/Patch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708338722270855058" border="0" /></a>Cru's pumpkin...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSJh0nXNznrHm7cMXuZ9bMBP5Nr42cXig44np8Phj4V3y674gNPnTwivbh_f3z9MnmHzUd0HFUTRKamSXFJPQUKRV2Oz6zSgaJpMM9hWJ5Y9KGXLk8PPw5LLYQ3ZCEHLqIlXr1ghDFIwo/s1600/Patch2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSJh0nXNznrHm7cMXuZ9bMBP5Nr42cXig44np8Phj4V3y674gNPnTwivbh_f3z9MnmHzUd0HFUTRKamSXFJPQUKRV2Oz6zSgaJpMM9hWJ5Y9KGXLk8PPw5LLYQ3ZCEHLqIlXr1ghDFIwo/s320/Patch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708337901462875026" border="0" /></a>My two favorite people! Aren't they so handsome? Oh, and there is "Mummy" too...My mom brought this over for Cru and he instantly became Cru's best friend. He sings 'Thriller' and dances - Cru will dance with him every time he turns him on (:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aT1MeKGEZyPEGmXqy0s2YTuXC1Sl8oYFgwPRb1v-VX0DRGAVuwf5dZx4sbTNeGQE0JVlRSgUBeRP6PqnDo2VF2QfMqZbbLTsubDHUJGUs8P9l1viYUlLn-QwZXRKjDXFEOKfTrLg6lYn/s1600/Patch1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_aT1MeKGEZyPEGmXqy0s2YTuXC1Sl8oYFgwPRb1v-VX0DRGAVuwf5dZx4sbTNeGQE0JVlRSgUBeRP6PqnDo2VF2QfMqZbbLTsubDHUJGUs8P9l1viYUlLn-QwZXRKjDXFEOKfTrLg6lYn/s320/Patch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708337508754371826" border="0" /></a>Our family wentwe as Harley Bikers for Halloween, Cru pulled it off quite well...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10SjVunLCe1b1jjaazPunvA5Q6gQa2xGoqi2q-E9QjxoC85a2yzh7q_ztTJtaRBzbkYkF-O4W8veUYFk5yBlZm8XfKbof6W5jwjP0WTlcOuNMe3bZdEUAF5F54zDOU10aInW8TnIE3mDH/s1600/IMG_2133.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi10SjVunLCe1b1jjaazPunvA5Q6gQa2xGoqi2q-E9QjxoC85a2yzh7q_ztTJtaRBzbkYkF-O4W8veUYFk5yBlZm8XfKbof6W5jwjP0WTlcOuNMe3bZdEUAF5F54zDOU10aInW8TnIE3mDH/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708340755977400850" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-75253698237232465352011-12-12T09:42:00.000-08:002011-12-12T09:54:41.801-08:00Cru and the Christmas TreeCasey and I started putting Cru in timeout about a month ago. As he is only 16 months old we decided we would start with one thing and as he learned not to do it, to move on to something else. SOOOOO, the first thing we started with was to put him in time out everytime he threw something down the stairs (it started putting dings in the wall). After about 3 days of telling him "no" and putting him time out, he stopped.<br />The 2nd thing we put him in time out for was twisting the knobs on the stove - that took about a week.<br />The 3rd thing was the Christmas Tree.<br />Casey and I went back and forth on this one - I wanted him to be allowed to touch the tree. He thinks it is SO magical and is so fascinated with it when the lights are on. So it is really hard for me to put him in timeout for it. But, Caseys point was that he didnt want him to touch 'other peoples' trees and break something of theirs. He had a good point, so I agreed (im still sad about it). Anyway...So everytime Cru touches the tree we give him a warning "Cru, dont touch the Christmas tree." and if he touches it again, we go over kneal down, point our finger at the tree and say "no no". Then we pick him up and put him in time out for 45 seconds. Well on Thursday, I did this with him ALL DAY! After about the 11th time I went in the kitchen and started doing dishes, and not to my surprise he dashed over to the tree and started touching it. I said "Cru, please dont touch the Christmas Tree", he looked over at me and then turned to the tree, put out his finger and said "No, No!" and then RAN to timeout and sat there for like 20 seconds!!! It was hilarious!!!<br />Obviously, he thinks timout is worth touching the Christmas Tree! So funny!<br />The good news is - he doesnt touch anyone elses' Tree!Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-21784592672184644372011-10-10T07:12:00.000-07:002011-10-10T07:29:33.258-07:00Pictures...finally!My dad is leaving for Iraq on Wednesday, so we went and got some family pictures taken. Poor Cru is NOT going to know what to do without his Papa! They have such a sweet and unique relationship...I envy it!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661869792370412338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZJuStP_1xYgEGrWRC_LoQDKKJFWMw3UOQUfTOWUYS-Fq9cGv1CSIzsljbQxUldlD4PJHmr30rpna2Ahu5NzEsRuUUEU0hEvJ9zgleTTBjR9QASzBhdDq5mgjrrAhnb7JHpLxk4HWd-jY4/s320/2011-8503-48.jpg" /> <br /><div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661868463073098482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFElnOgj5HBkngy7z8Y84ZMXufjZIzG7_Dp7bZwkMJ3P11ztTK_RKhFP2BGa7T1Vqgmr0TAnz81jiwCTEC4sWHZ5jzVkgks1_08KVALXozSXY0XByFxdQiGk4m5CwINwnYYyQ12kkfglIv/s320/2011-8503-52.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2dHCeVLECCgc2umwGKrZVf-zNwyf0-ClgCj_h99suEa08AYez65aeT6NbziZPH4NkgTaYToWC6XTojwwGEBKJX2_Kl5PIsom7gGyUQsaxz2lA8i4jwR92gtsQ63JIGSUbrm3AJ7LLFiZb/s1600/2011-8503-51.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661866847617559250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZv4tR00TBxAQ4nQU5gYUkQIbtW8jydg0ZuVNlCzAZsbovNyxvxF88GpZjkaRPq8Ck-j-qlaONJlIjA8pbOZUra4ZnV9efFQz8kDG-HdrVli5lM-YK5dGDdGNi6lPlQ8FERZYFjQiCR2T/s320/2011-8503-5.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-71157219809766684562011-10-07T07:22:00.000-07:002011-10-07T07:47:34.282-07:0014 Months...I have so much to blog about, so much we have done...but first, Cru.<br /><br />14 Months? I really cant believe it. I say it every month. Is this how fast your ENTIRE life is going to flash before my eyes? It makes me sad.<br /><br />Yesterday, we danced to thriller that plays everytime you push the button on "mmmm" (which stands for Mummy) that Nana brought to you last month. You are quite fond of this dancing/singing mummy - and give him hugs and kisses everytime you see him. We danced for a good 45 mintues to it. You think I am hilarious when I dance.<br /><br />Your Pa (Grandpa Mayo) is leaving for Iraq on Wednesday. I still have not found comfort with it. You are going to be so confused when he stops coming around. You favor him over anyone else and I truly believe he is your best friend. We are making him a "Pa and Me" book, you will both have one while he is away. I will read it to you everyday while he is away. I hope and pray that when he returns, the 2 of you can pick up right where you left off.<br /><br />Youve added to your vocabulary the last month. You now say "Light" and point at the light, eyes and point to my eyes and Banana. Its cute! You still say Mommy, Daddy, Puppy and Up. The pediatrition said you should be able to say/sign 5 words by 15 months... you are at 8, nice work!!!<br /><br />You sign 'More' and 'Up'. I wasnt really in to teaching you sign language, but seriously, I am so glad that I tought you 'More'. Anytime you want something, you will kindly hand me the item and sign 'More' if you cant open it yourself. Or, if we are eating and you are ready for another bite, you will patiently sign 'More' - you have got really good at it this last month. Its funny though, sometimes I wont be looking at you when you are signing 'More' and when I finally do you are doing it really fast with a look on your face like "come on!", its funny. Last night dad was sitting on the couch and you went and got a piece of Halloween Candy out of the basket, brought it over to dad and signed "more" - dad thought it was quite impressive, so he opened it and let you eat the ENTIRE Milky Way!!! hahahahha.<br /><br />You love the "Roll it and Roll it up" part of Patty Cake, and constintanly walk around doing the arm motion for it. And you will look at me and wait for me to say "Roll it up and Roll it up" and then you start laughing and doing it faster.<br /><br />You started Pre-Pre-School...you go every Monday for a half a day. It was a little hard for you at first, but now you like it. When dad drops you off in the morning and opens the door to your classroom, the 2 other little boys in there stop what they are doing and yell "Cru, Cru...Hi Cru!!!!" ----- So sweet! You are already making some friends!<br /><br />You started kicking your soccer ball - it made dad and I quite proud. Youll pick it up, drop it and then start kicking it!<br /><br />You also are quite fond of going golfing for FHE with mom and dad, we bought you your own little plastic clubs and you try to hit the ball with them.<br /><br />You are quite the little gibberish talking boy. You will say like 3 full on sentences, wait for me to respond and then start up again. This morning, I was changing your diaper and you went off for like 45 seconds straight and right in the middle said "puppy" and continued with your jibberish. It made me laugh so hard... you were totally telling me a story about a puppy. HILARIOUS!!!<br /><br />You are such a good boy. You and dad are the Loves of my life. I love saying family prayers and giving each other kisses and group hugs after prayers - I look forward to it everyday!Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-54080775893405027332011-09-06T11:31:00.001-07:002011-09-14T11:21:03.701-07:0013 Months...You are officially not a baby anymore. You are a toddler and SOOO independent!<br /><br />One of my most favorite times of the day is at night after bath time and getting you in your jammies, is rocking you while you finish your bottle. Ill sing I am a Child of God and you will just stare in my eyes. I love it.<br /><br />YOU WALK!!! Like FULL on WALK! You started taking steps on August 26th and got up to 32 going back and forth to dad and I, you were just a little nervous to start on you own. On September 1st, you decided you were ready and off you went. Now you walk in circles around the couch just because you think it is fun!<br /><br />You LOVE it when I sing the Itsy Bitsy Spider and Patty Cake - you hold my hands and help me to the hand motions to it.<br /><br />You can say: Mom, Dad, ickle ickle (tickle, tickle), uppeee (puppy), up.<br /><br />You can sign: more, drink and thank you.<br /><br />You love Boggs and your blanket.<br /><br />You love getting in the shower with mom or dad. You will just play in the bottom of shower and let the water hit you.<br /><br />You give dad chest bumps when he asks for them.<br /><br />You are totally a mommas boy - and I hope it stays like that.<br /><br />You love green smoothies and would drink multiples a day if I would make them.<br /><br />You take the most ginormous bites when eating a banana.<br /><br />You dance by yourself when music comes on and you like to dance with me when no one else is around.<br /><br />You know where your belly button and your nose is. And when I ask you where your teeth are you bite down multiple times<br /><br />You get shy when little girls smile at you. (like, close your eyes and tilt your head towards your shoulder shy)<br /><br />You still love it when I read to you.<br /><br />You like to brush your teeth! And will even let me finish up for you!<br /><br />You like the park. You will even back up to the slide (like you are going down stairs) and go down the slide all by yourself.<br /><br />Weve upgraded to a Sounds (by First Impressions) DVD that is 28 minutes and you will watch the entire thing!<br /><br />You are obsessed with WHEELS! You will notice them from a mile away. Yesterday we were at the park and you started b-lining it towards one of those big garbage cans, I wasnt sure what you were doing at first - but then realized once you were there, you wanted the little wheels that were on it.<br /><br />And, you are a TOTAL mommas boy and I wouldnt have it any other way!Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-82982270667143393682011-08-02T08:18:00.000-07:002011-08-02T09:18:31.217-07:001st Birthday Party! We're going to the BEACH!For Cru's first birthday we had a beach party with plenty of things to get WET in! One of Cru's most favorite things, is water...so I planned a party just around that!<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636278697314061730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYHVUrhxbBayBCR6eUa-a9ZipEL0HsGpMDbMKJloTa5-vEneqD-v8VCFfksOGvGyc36bTJQOfh9EusDW5mZcC8Iv7dRjrtLxLxJqWJfBQ_wz8cB78rIuxbCslKCLKM9dgcL5MPt98wgelO/s320/P1020073.JPG" /><br />The Beach...<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280431739385586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNAIYm20IhKBFpTB59tNJ8-KliRaDo3PuWbQLsev6skTTa1HCMyG1ZlDFO6YDe6VZm1be-S_fFzT91u0VSSvQrZvQ5DYAkcFIx26kvhLeP7aSipqAbnNPQ-UT4GTLK8lYYCWj2qQirTE5D/s320/P1020082.JPG" /><br />The food tent...<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280009829213778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFBqHUzBRrcSfgeGqcXDFPKg1hjGsJ7Dx8hDP_Ew4hWSkq_b1iP634i7RbFOOlZbIDPmU21SojV9-jhnT0RfO0W0qxU-nBApIs1clzm3WTOBIxDr6H8geQj6a5NrYNRX5C7Pkz3nhSZjVw/s320/P1020121.JPG" /><br />I made WAY to much food, but I kind of got carried away with the theme...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhco1CiBFDPDaiheTwnzVG7W81Xgyr1h1uKKDPgHPbgwaIj76wuVwKL7KzBGB2I5YLRpqOPBgOA6XoGHlFZFSL0lcR1LbeZne6Jo3PVVo2XA7zl9QrgTvc0y6lCH4kQFJJWExfTnp7b9TlY/s1600/P1020081.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280442443547698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhco1CiBFDPDaiheTwnzVG7W81Xgyr1h1uKKDPgHPbgwaIj76wuVwKL7KzBGB2I5YLRpqOPBgOA6XoGHlFZFSL0lcR1LbeZne6Jo3PVVo2XA7zl9QrgTvc0y6lCH4kQFJJWExfTnp7b9TlY/s320/P1020081.JPG" /></a> We had "Jellyfish Sandwiches"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib04ThdlaonitQdyb058j1EujGrL38CCgMqixD_keBtlsR1l3ovy5yjEr6UV6C3kWi68MKVKCTl9nDZtr6eEPEQffTa-yXc1odTs-gWVnMNneqYlBy_BQemV4IsjEGGbTwM2u9G41kneTY/s1600/P1020076.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280435198519778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib04ThdlaonitQdyb058j1EujGrL38CCgMqixD_keBtlsR1l3ovy5yjEr6UV6C3kWi68MKVKCTl9nDZtr6eEPEQffTa-yXc1odTs-gWVnMNneqYlBy_BQemV4IsjEGGbTwM2u9G41kneTY/s320/P1020076.JPG" /></a> Sand Dollar Pudding, Riptide Watermelon, Whale Crackers, Sandbar Potatoes, Sea Salt Chips, Shark Bait, Fish and Chips, Fresh Sea Water and much more...<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636278704873351426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9yimMx8v4we_dxY9Vm8PWtpmDVWEl572dEZmq0q_ooftnlxoroG6tIPsdTmu8x14PbTmRZdFoCyCjT1K_G-dH9u_wXSOIDcBvqu0HJCEHpgKW9C8HBTzu8BkGDsLD-VFUFC58tlqRB1QD/s320/P1020078.JPG" />I thought the cupcakes turned out darling...I tinted the icing blue and made shark fins out of fondant, quite the process, but totally worth it.<br />The slip n slide was quite a hit, I put liquid dish soap on it to make the kids go faster and they loved it! The little ones just liked that it made "bubbles"<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fKwEyydok_INbJI3yKJkyp7cLFpGwdAMu50KXv4ASQkyvbIpAN_R7oj1ypjgMfbWg-3u3W-auip17QBj4_znpyu2uMLHwuTBhXVqNPWge1MkqSCJNj9Ee5bQTyHf2DUHdTJjmt6Ye074/s1600/P1020138.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280018626738386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fKwEyydok_INbJI3yKJkyp7cLFpGwdAMu50KXv4ASQkyvbIpAN_R7oj1ypjgMfbWg-3u3W-auip17QBj4_znpyu2uMLHwuTBhXVqNPWge1MkqSCJNj9Ee5bQTyHf2DUHdTJjmt6Ye074/s320/P1020138.JPG" /></a> The birthday boy waiting for his guests to arrive...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636279473573071410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoki25meUlWJHiDZLSBiFgbFuVCwcpkZMHrgyLx3m_I8tAMfmXVRYZytFO0aPnxxEDTWes4MLPczAifAZjHOlw-qpo3ro_JRQEvTrA1ue5HHdsbAo2OkZ73da8CjQ-_Pb0pNIGXw7Zqhku/s320/P1020103.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636279466638517986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmaH-YxizOi1WlfyK_FJdyyasq6Sd1i3JJuo_gP-fsDmeCpwjdf1VinmV12FC_GZf81ytEFtd9y_d_YCb5IKlzCtCLkvBwXZLmmmWCZPmgwGN6UNmAm2MxN3H1jrEm_Hiw50p1_AOtHumf/s320/P1020092.JPG" />Cru LOVED his cake and did so well! He dove right in. It was cute, he wouldnt even look at the cake, he was just looking around, looking at everyone else watching him and just kept dipping his hand in the cake, it was hysterical.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636280014266656018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicvuaCKOAUgwVbeUM8eq1ZrayOVPct6WiMtdcTQzbIcVfL_mX4b_kALiC3Tin76niW8pgvkzADU4Dg3Kt6GHqskfUnQMuAWPqZmG-MoBkhCoLXSXSa1zkEys_zTvLGY06WCfF0G1Nhwgpv/s320/P1020193.JPG" />My dad got Cru an electric 4 Wheeler, and the kid is obsessed! (more pics to come of this). It took him 2 tries to figure out how it worked...when I saw him out on the sport court riding it, I was seriously shocked! He looked like such a big boy riding it all by himself! So sad!!!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636279478664117666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIRcKug625VN4QRgBbhZzV_KRE2lKwv9spGyQjcU0C59J06idQfLjzYbKQ3-GIueHF6B7TeGSMjLvSVDkfTVBf9C7sdM2t3Zb0oxyX0TyOvaxZmKzXnFV4fZzlKseE-2FKvu1wdJ5mu0zp/s320/P1020115.JPG" /><br />The party favors were sea creature sand molds wrapped in fish net with a tag that read "We're WHALEY glad you come".<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636278701282169938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNqA2hNmjQIa-ZMWohHGTmYJ2FHgTH9-RRTN14xcx8TKV_JuHbfFHn_GlILkhyphenhyphenEFk8XLZAJEK0rGd9snvysdWbbDGWXxgB_HqVGkOBL5yRoQ2mC2FrBwNVTAH0MDeiNvAoiY9-bJuDeuYL/s320/P1020074.JPG" />I still can't believe my baby is 1! Where did that year go?</div><br /><br /><br /><div>Cru was such a happy boy the entire day. He came out at 11:30 and stayed outside and played while we cleaned up till about 5! He was in heaven!<br /></div><br /><br /><div>Even though I know he wont remember his first birthday party, I know he had a blast...I wouldnt have wanted it any other way!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Thanks to everyone who came and played and especially thanks to my mom for all she helped me do!!! I couldnt have done it without her!!!</div></div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-8293644081857558632011-07-26T09:32:00.001-07:002011-08-01T09:47:24.233-07:001 Year!***Birthday pictures to come, blogger is having a hard time loading pictures today ):<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiii7WNKIExIvIyHtOOdSSDCwcxv_nNaZ7y_qg9ED94luCeKngJQwpowezn-KWs7OTRVEzK6cJldfH0klWILjuzXwnCYk_wBPzh-EBL-FyVYioxRpMfXsDiKOG6wRZe21QiTbHMTf3oeKIi/s1600/2011-6530-60.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633750354528637714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiii7WNKIExIvIyHtOOdSSDCwcxv_nNaZ7y_qg9ED94luCeKngJQwpowezn-KWs7OTRVEzK6cJldfH0klWILjuzXwnCYk_wBPzh-EBL-FyVYioxRpMfXsDiKOG6wRZe21QiTbHMTf3oeKIi/s320/2011-6530-60.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>The last year, has by far been one of the best years of my life. Starting a family with my very best friend and becoming parents is better than I ever dreamed.<br /><br /><br /><div>My heart is full of pure and unconditional love.</div><br /><br /><div>You are still my baby, but such a big boy.</div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div>You like to go 'walking' while holding on to my fingers. You aren't quite ready to take your first lone steps yet and thats okay. I smile knowing that something as little as my finger, a tiny part of me, is all you need to feel secure.</div><br /><br /><div>You like when I do laundry, you will help me load the washer, push the buttons and then watch the clothes go round and round.<br /></div><br /><div>You army crawl like nobody's business, AKA - you are freaking fast! You can crawl like a big boy, but aren't NEARLY as fast, so you'll start up on you knees than quickly go down to your belly.<br /></div><br /><div>You are having a hard time drinking milk out of a sippy cup and it is scaring me. You only get one bottle a day and will only drink water from your sippy cup. Hopefully we will come up with something!</div><br /><div><br />You are the best hugger in the world! Anytime we ask for a hug, you will willingly give it.<br /></div><br /><div>You love the air vents. You know when they turn on and you will crawl over to the vent and lay your head down on it or sit on it.<br /></div><br /><div>You always look at me for approval - I love it!<br /></div><br /><div>You can clap and it is darling. Yesterday I got home work and said "Mommy's home!" you looked up at me and started claping! HAHA<br /></div><br /><div>You have four top teeth and four bottom teeth.<br /></div><br /><div>You still love reading with me. If I sit in the rocker in your room, you know it is time to read and will crawl over to me to pick you up to read a story.<br /></div><br /><div>You love blueberry waffels, yogurt, mac n cheese and anything CARB! </div><br /><div><br />You are VERY selective with your kisses, but when I get one, it melts my heart.</div><br /><br /><div>You love Boggs (your Panda) with all your heart, he gets hugs and kisses every night.</div><br /><br /><div>We took your binky away, we are on day 3 and you are doing WONDERFUL! I think it is harder for me than for you - I miss seeing you laying in your crib sucking on it like an infant.</div><br /><br /><div>You LOVE dogs! And think Tank and Otis are HILARIOUS!!!<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633750351030618226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6dwWZTR-VoGA65lTmeu8AU1cbkMwmI3WeN9sE5Vykowqis3yIpyAWm3rJrxxDCjfhvQUGQrOGuwKhKvgv1rgbVeDICg6nICBMPuxoLwTrFWaO6afYDQ5Hth6W96vjsxBKeQdr5yZbogo/s320/2011-6530-56.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><div>You are such a happy boy. Everyone always asks me "Is he always this happy?" and you are! I am so lucky to call you mine.</div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-73049050470556672922011-05-28T12:05:00.000-07:002011-05-28T12:14:21.619-07:00Wheeler Farm & Snow Cones!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29L8n0UgWm5eb_Cbdw7Zyv1nGoJ_vJrtsnI3E8wojDh4EKuCSWyd6VlGyOhfxGH1klAzcggcLSRBsgmRPN859DjT0jnDijMCk9bp2II2rINh8wBLU3kOrcrGWCJQ_SykF_ohdh6Dz8FYq/s1600/HPIM0196.JPG"><br /></a>We took Cru to Wheeler Farm to introduce him to some farm animals and feed the ducks. I thought he would like the horses' and cows because how big they are. I was way wrong, anything little, he liked much more.<br />He wasnt sure about the geese, but who is? Those things are freaking scary!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUVNLKGpNKvP6edKmgQRVGD_nbGDsVOQz57JOloYrfX4TUN53irk-BP0tvPVxvQcbuFsdgfMJXS3otyBjZygx6Ze_vTbLAzHZBZ1DzXAPwADvUDJU7VLgrTmWuRH1Un8ZjK9eBUwZMZL-/s1600/HPIM0177.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUVNLKGpNKvP6edKmgQRVGD_nbGDsVOQz57JOloYrfX4TUN53irk-BP0tvPVxvQcbuFsdgfMJXS3otyBjZygx6Ze_vTbLAzHZBZ1DzXAPwADvUDJU7VLgrTmWuRH1Un8ZjK9eBUwZMZL-/s320/HPIM0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846132093314626" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJV0t8iAb_vuwCHQDK8q8bcrufGxP-hfL0kRCn5CxPC4Zb5rfDAhsdVL-_ThCXVQQHpn3bgAQct-_kccQxf__EiszXy-7z-L__RcUnSYQH-39KFCGt9A5QdHL59CzRrXVXMhnUc07Ng1Z6/s1600/HPIM0181.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJV0t8iAb_vuwCHQDK8q8bcrufGxP-hfL0kRCn5CxPC4Zb5rfDAhsdVL-_ThCXVQQHpn3bgAQct-_kccQxf__EiszXy-7z-L__RcUnSYQH-39KFCGt9A5QdHL59CzRrXVXMhnUc07Ng1Z6/s320/HPIM0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846138008231250" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHpfQHUqn_hEdArRdCX4TAVVRPwpYULunqYMRRRqhIJKcKeBqoyCkbcXQWqGV1XAAOFSXFgeiXGfRKlF3mT5Y3NYkx0ytqTmYCBzV-MumumBjMhye9ww1x3Pj352hl9jczNbXV5_xq5dv/s1600/HPIM0191.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNHpfQHUqn_hEdArRdCX4TAVVRPwpYULunqYMRRRqhIJKcKeBqoyCkbcXQWqGV1XAAOFSXFgeiXGfRKlF3mT5Y3NYkx0ytqTmYCBzV-MumumBjMhye9ww1x3Pj352hl9jczNbXV5_xq5dv/s320/HPIM0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846939264740418" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH59dkGBsl97nMZp1muoBoPo69aLTyTS2QslW9WO-GevgwoxBfhuMO3nOjA_YYqB9O3rFPKBh8iNSB_JK_Byn_I3Zc668QHAfYS-8kOU7CctWjSSVaedr9D5aWgwqRFnkbK5x8YU1osk27/s1600/HPIM0195.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH59dkGBsl97nMZp1muoBoPo69aLTyTS2QslW9WO-GevgwoxBfhuMO3nOjA_YYqB9O3rFPKBh8iNSB_JK_Byn_I3Zc668QHAfYS-8kOU7CctWjSSVaedr9D5aWgwqRFnkbK5x8YU1osk27/s320/HPIM0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846940198676898" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQ2s7pc_xd7aMcaS57lHI-WJf8OfKNw04Ri1agp43VWDxHkH3p1fu4oVw5KTWPpOqvgd0NPxQOeNO-eWN8X4n5w2zYkJ9W7tVJP2QjZK8OXwxQ5GVsj7TmvE9Ex3BCImLiy-FgfEMD_yK/s1600/HPIM0188.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaQ2s7pc_xd7aMcaS57lHI-WJf8OfKNw04Ri1agp43VWDxHkH3p1fu4oVw5KTWPpOqvgd0NPxQOeNO-eWN8X4n5w2zYkJ9W7tVJP2QjZK8OXwxQ5GVsj7TmvE9Ex3BCImLiy-FgfEMD_yK/s320/HPIM0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611846932705955730" border="0" /></a>Then we introduced him to one of my most favorite summer things...SNOW CONES!!! We couldnt feed it to him fast enough, he started grunting as soon as he swallowed what was in his mouth.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29L8n0UgWm5eb_Cbdw7Zyv1nGoJ_vJrtsnI3E8wojDh4EKuCSWyd6VlGyOhfxGH1klAzcggcLSRBsgmRPN859DjT0jnDijMCk9bp2II2rINh8wBLU3kOrcrGWCJQ_SykF_ohdh6Dz8FYq/s1600/HPIM0196.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29L8n0UgWm5eb_Cbdw7Zyv1nGoJ_vJrtsnI3E8wojDh4EKuCSWyd6VlGyOhfxGH1klAzcggcLSRBsgmRPN859DjT0jnDijMCk9bp2II2rINh8wBLU3kOrcrGWCJQ_SykF_ohdh6Dz8FYq/s320/HPIM0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611847312955927986" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-88800517848857155342011-05-18T14:58:00.000-07:002011-05-18T15:07:36.644-07:00Mothers DayMother's Day, what it meant to me.<br />I have always enjoyed Mothers Day. I think it is special to have that day set aside to celebrate my own Mother and all she has done for me.<br />However, yesterday, as I celebrated my first Mother's Day I now understand why my mother never wanted gifts and just wanted to be with her "kids".<br />Yesterday as I spent my entire day with my baby and my husband, the day brought a new perspective on that Holiday. I felt complete, appreciated, grateful and extreme joy. I am a Mother.<br />My husband asked me what the best thing about being a mom was. As my answer really could be a novel long, I answered with one of my very favorite things... Cru, will just sit and stare at me for hours with a look of pure satisfaction and pure love radiating from his eyes. He doesnt see what I see in the mirror - he sees perfection. I know how a new mother could get down on herself for not looking how she use to or not feeling as beautiful as she once did. But when this little boy stares at me like this. I feel beautiful, I feel confident and I feel perfect.<br />Besides being the mother to the most perfect and happy baby in EVER... Casey spoiled me by letting me sleep in till 10:20, waking up to the smell of homemade cinnamon rolls and a high valued gift card and money to go get some new clothes.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IVeh8Y6TzIJIGucwNy0EIbHWgWeznOhvxgyVQ30a8CPqtgZIV8_0KsddPJbvcPeDfWyUDxTGNjmPRGi0sNNnqhPfN8ULfwHQ1dlfG1lsy9szkW5CQ_1M6nCQwb-jp2o3SsAvRmlhSJR-/s1600/HPIM0164.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IVeh8Y6TzIJIGucwNy0EIbHWgWeznOhvxgyVQ30a8CPqtgZIV8_0KsddPJbvcPeDfWyUDxTGNjmPRGi0sNNnqhPfN8ULfwHQ1dlfG1lsy9szkW5CQ_1M6nCQwb-jp2o3SsAvRmlhSJR-/s320/HPIM0164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608180888917310866" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKIke7AtyzmSh_4mESBsePBrat5lk-iDRimzKxHmDnqf2v_SmQvbp_7raqitTTGgak-cMrnsfc8DSCi9HqWy1yjmSH1grs4_x5l5VBCl0dmDt_yHjmG8m-hIlNLSsmjth9pMMd6tUHKtI/s1600/HPIM0168.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiKIke7AtyzmSh_4mESBsePBrat5lk-iDRimzKxHmDnqf2v_SmQvbp_7raqitTTGgak-cMrnsfc8DSCi9HqWy1yjmSH1grs4_x5l5VBCl0dmDt_yHjmG8m-hIlNLSsmjth9pMMd6tUHKtI/s320/HPIM0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608180895348770690" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-45364806595939366202011-05-09T07:12:00.000-07:002011-05-09T07:40:35.803-07:00Cru's first haircut 4.24.11On Easter Sunday while we were at Grandma Bubba's (Caseys parents house) I went in the back room to find Cru sitting on the floor and Casey getting his dads hair shaver out! I about had a heart attack. So, I talked Casey's sister Jackie in to cutting Cru's hair for us. Cru WAS NOT happy about it AT ALL! He was screaming and throwing a fit while Casey was holding him,<br /><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604722752086640578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDLRMUBz7ePjQLxqScWHohxXj0cOItrwteufmdU2PwYQljcP7fFjlrcvR10uTbhDR-iMHvTqe6eN2eDgwmD6p1iT1LYeVOFTfbd1bYmSl3wv0Iz8I7rT2S5OTCnaK_iDA7i8iyO1Eq9Hl8/s320/DSCN1852+%25283%2529.jpg" /></div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604722747639682914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ9g2uB4rZo0J-05zpWbA34HI5-1jyj1CI_uihsbp1v3J5WPtdkKDNdb8Hhiv1K-MpXPwDHjr5CtgmWlzCq7uswrSKGKi-haMcbgI5ZkxMYj4rQy-WkleaX11cvcbTfAX88sLeAwgz_ufz/s320/DSCN1851+%25283%2529.jpg" /></div><br /><div>then I took him and had to sing the Wheels on the bus and distract him so Jackie could finish. She did a great job!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604722754651688210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiciM4F-_qS967npgRVI44pXfLM8sYdR-4EI01My7QYRL3fcj_drWIF8JAfOdTIsOaaRVIL39-PIbf9-jKKWprDauuLPVJtEqJh_HqEv3XRJwWEcEP_mxknUv8QXmpnT49SUx6MBGsDsjY/s320/DSCN1855+%25283%2529.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604722760475656866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggBnvucsIZkLEl-Bsxk_uuajcHSUYy9faKZEJ3lI9uMcz_Gcbu8uPdirZP7PXB1Axbide2O4sewpsZ3_AVeCh1i6-dpDFq6a5WlvmrNqIzmkSXFkKn33xlIRcpxqWE4x9nOlBEXwIQrB8Q/s320/DSCN1857+%25283%2529.jpg" />I must admit, he did need a cut, I was in denial but it was pretty long and splotchy. Now he can wear it normal or have a little fohawk like his dad! He looks quite handsome!</div></div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-47867575700050151922011-05-02T15:13:00.000-07:002011-05-04T12:40:01.887-07:00Cru is 9 Months * Stats & Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODm3yXSMAty_3SJDKFtfQVrFBJaV_-2a4rxQcFWVdqUFz6WCBHkMvpWOuSs4C8w8_u3XXWo-1L_nhGMAVqAB4iqBGknp0sFf5Xl_21Et_fe_g_Rl_jvoR2XwAF1QEwvH_mDrEDX9OJZWn/s1600/Cru6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiODm3yXSMAty_3SJDKFtfQVrFBJaV_-2a4rxQcFWVdqUFz6WCBHkMvpWOuSs4C8w8_u3XXWo-1L_nhGMAVqAB4iqBGknp0sFf5Xl_21Et_fe_g_Rl_jvoR2XwAF1QEwvH_mDrEDX9OJZWn/s320/Cru6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602946069648279266" border="0" /></a><br />Where is the time going? Today as I was feeding my baby, he didnt look like a baby anymore. He looked like a little boy. His chubby cheeks are slowly getting thinner and he is getting really close to walking. Whats happening?<br />Thankfully, his thighs still have rolls and his chubby little hands arent missing the dimples in his knuckles, they are still there.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TkttTiZ70UGLUozl9mHvPYYZlAsI0ipwDsCVzLPW2mdeJKDLbPIunqjV7l7R_RreoO2J3fqs9nVJJFs-h2NhTlhT0ZIjT7zauq8JYb1FIB0U3pbDROVg3O5aK8VoenAI7TObbjgv5b77/s1600/Cru2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2TkttTiZ70UGLUozl9mHvPYYZlAsI0ipwDsCVzLPW2mdeJKDLbPIunqjV7l7R_RreoO2J3fqs9nVJJFs-h2NhTlhT0ZIjT7zauq8JYb1FIB0U3pbDROVg3O5aK8VoenAI7TObbjgv5b77/s320/Cru2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602947327472704274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">- 9 Month Stats -<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Weight: 20 Pounds 8 ounces (50th %)<br />Height: 29 3/4'' (95%)<br />Head: 18'' (75%)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjemchXWCoZBKOoV-kj1x-uvxwolZx4QSndD6CXazrQ2xAz18Zu4qS6jhzxPs5GcK58DaUuqHoXxJ3KmWubPGs_14sMWkEI9WDjZVHdiiyXtdl4eIB3U5JYUSPAJg9uQAtEolqIogeTidAX/s1600/Cru8.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjemchXWCoZBKOoV-kj1x-uvxwolZx4QSndD6CXazrQ2xAz18Zu4qS6jhzxPs5GcK58DaUuqHoXxJ3KmWubPGs_14sMWkEI9WDjZVHdiiyXtdl4eIB3U5JYUSPAJg9uQAtEolqIogeTidAX/s320/Cru8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602946083097721778" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Even though my little baby is growing, our life together is getting better and better.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHGBMUyADffKfn12ZxrtYvt_lRM-U4XbvL9ArAYSl7WNCQ0y61xLJIy2h8sAip4binodGpn6GF7FUs5kfbTnnsEkjTYXATnFKRgdC2j2z2mBlhx0jtOo-C2IoIcLCjAWdI5KAdyNWqLl1/s1600/Cru3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHGBMUyADffKfn12ZxrtYvt_lRM-U4XbvL9ArAYSl7WNCQ0y61xLJIy2h8sAip4binodGpn6GF7FUs5kfbTnnsEkjTYXATnFKRgdC2j2z2mBlhx0jtOo-C2IoIcLCjAWdI5KAdyNWqLl1/s320/Cru3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602945684180801138" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtPpn83UGkPfkM_r421xZEO1zonzH_T77bWUKjZexXnQPhD9jlG2jQRNsl4x2ZMzBRA1GuoZ9VO_OXLVO2YR0x99K1ZXuwciLQXtD0PhQtOSpYqmB4WnGoshFqxXUal4yC3I5p4k8Kc9U/s1600/Cru9.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEtPpn83UGkPfkM_r421xZEO1zonzH_T77bWUKjZexXnQPhD9jlG2jQRNsl4x2ZMzBRA1GuoZ9VO_OXLVO2YR0x99K1ZXuwciLQXtD0PhQtOSpYqmB4WnGoshFqxXUal4yC3I5p4k8Kc9U/s320/Cru9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602946078634385458" border="0" /></a><br />Some updates on you...<br />You still LOVE bath time, I mention this each month, but I just have to. That star toy, is by far one of your very favorites, it squirts water up and you think it is awesome!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjafPKreCm3Q6YEVfVZlpU2WKCOEz2LaTVDV-LULb7RYnAVnY8TEPBls6W8_X3uHOL0rhxzp0s3El9mA0g7SxD7ID7vQMuhrEoKxg5udAn2uxNU6DtOwmid07IIKshCyfvq_dWI_nrFQ66a/s1600/HPIM0104.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjafPKreCm3Q6YEVfVZlpU2WKCOEz2LaTVDV-LULb7RYnAVnY8TEPBls6W8_X3uHOL0rhxzp0s3El9mA0g7SxD7ID7vQMuhrEoKxg5udAn2uxNU6DtOwmid07IIKshCyfvq_dWI_nrFQ66a/s320/HPIM0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602245804405842882" border="0" /></a>You are such a happy baby. So content with life. You only cry when you are tired or get really frustrated trying to figure out how something works. But this is the look you usually have on your face...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGVTezWvHS7KsOPer8uVB-ZIyTaHoKW2Z5iilpHfTiwpHCGG2eBnLa5Nc1b5KlRHoe4G01ubwMKjc9jWRU8nTwBiZJfD1lbU-aeZHWaGptCL5-UR_mb0Ylvr_Egn5Tg0R2TIfB_WZWBFD/s1600/HPIM0093.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNGVTezWvHS7KsOPer8uVB-ZIyTaHoKW2Z5iilpHfTiwpHCGG2eBnLa5Nc1b5KlRHoe4G01ubwMKjc9jWRU8nTwBiZJfD1lbU-aeZHWaGptCL5-UR_mb0Ylvr_Egn5Tg0R2TIfB_WZWBFD/s320/HPIM0093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602245801317314850" border="0" /></a>I seriously love it when you sit like this. You seem to be in this, or the standing position most of the day. Your little toes, I love them so!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjagTY98OCnD_0A5tZlAfhpYYI3pH3CeZsAjEwmjrNl_Kp4DyrVKv_8mSxSYhr_5camAOtiklWEQccD3jm1qaUd2EOGo4BxOOCq5wJP33yloLzMZ5PorPvLeYx54AlwLcGnKoKH4QcB4G/s1600/HPIM0159.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxjagTY98OCnD_0A5tZlAfhpYYI3pH3CeZsAjEwmjrNl_Kp4DyrVKv_8mSxSYhr_5camAOtiklWEQccD3jm1qaUd2EOGo4BxOOCq5wJP33yloLzMZ5PorPvLeYx54AlwLcGnKoKH4QcB4G/s320/HPIM0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602248675857356162" border="0" /></a>With that said, you pull yourself up on EVERYTHING! And are getting very close to 'cruising'.<br />You say Da-da and with much anticipation, you said Ma-ma April 29th (your 9 month birthday).<br />You love eating finger foods and any other big boy food you can get your hands on. Like, avocado, yogurt melts, puffs, watermelon and bananas. Ever since fruit came along, you don't do to great with veggies...just like your dad.<br />You will pass your soccer ball back and forth with me for ever.<br />And if you have to entertain yourself, you will grab a mini ball, pick it up above your head, drop/throw it and chase after it. So cute.<br />You have pulled off all but 2 of the doorstops in the house.<br />You push your tiger (that has wheels) on the kitchen tile and chase after him.<br />Your newest trick...you go into your bedroom and shut the door behind you. It doesn't matter if you are in there alone or with someone, you will close it.<br />You will turn off the lights when we leave a room if we hold you up to it.<br />You like to pull yourself up on the stove and see your 'friend' in the reflection.<br />You will still sit and read with me. I love how you turn the pages.<br />You love the jogging stroller! Anytime we take you out there you dont make a peep. You are as content as can be!!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-62153539127553242232011-05-02T14:52:00.000-07:002011-05-02T15:07:50.372-07:00St George -<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTiwNn9n0kgctMH-okynrjOKy7BzHCm1wh4gBao66LsPFiqn0Z6OtgKY5Q9S9SafYNH-mHnTdUyr2OxYKFI8XE-6qKfuQSrP-BgUSHKmk2GbAcSfiTR15AvFn6PYTWCr-u8xZ6BPMkl7R/s1600/HPIM0129.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfTiwNn9n0kgctMH-okynrjOKy7BzHCm1wh4gBao66LsPFiqn0Z6OtgKY5Q9S9SafYNH-mHnTdUyr2OxYKFI8XE-6qKfuQSrP-BgUSHKmk2GbAcSfiTR15AvFn6PYTWCr-u8xZ6BPMkl7R/s320/HPIM0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602241051631924114" border="0" /></a><br />We went down to St George with my family. It was so nice to get away. In fact, this was our first 'vacation' since Cru was born. He was such a good too! He didnt cry once on the drive down. The only time he had a hard time was when we were in the hotel room the 2nd night, he was totally confused about taking a nap while someone was in the room. But other than that, he did SO good!<br /><br />On Saturday, the boys went golfing and I introduced Cru to 'GRASS' as we ate lunch. He found it quite fascinating. He wouldn't touch it with his hands, but he would lick it - seriously. It was so funny.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizzgkgGotOvofHthMTR7ZuvySf8Hjt8t-5gzaGlWhyhwFbFXZ8UBn2F87F841QS9rikTYs6NiGard3JbyezAwEOSI8oWt-AIIjvXC0L111W3Uk-N69u9dANXGHAu-hlzliQdyl6f7CdTIB/s1600/HPIM0136.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizzgkgGotOvofHthMTR7ZuvySf8Hjt8t-5gzaGlWhyhwFbFXZ8UBn2F87F841QS9rikTYs6NiGard3JbyezAwEOSI8oWt-AIIjvXC0L111W3Uk-N69u9dANXGHAu-hlzliQdyl6f7CdTIB/s320/HPIM0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602241052378884082" border="0" /></a><br />On Sunday we did a little hiking and Casey and I (well mostly Casey) got a serious workout towing Cru around on our backs! Thankfully he was sheltered with a canopy and TONS of sunblock cause we got roasted in the 85 degree weather! It stunk coming home to the snow.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2mHPGV1W1SVCQ9pP6c72dP6Ie3sc_n6CUQHB3OoVPTDux7FkUhH9fqDmp4P4wL3juGmUyK121XJAtetxu2ugVtP3us0xLnl4lDRsJ939VfZHcBHwzZzDJf0vtQ0wELvpyCJase2vAM1XA/s1600/HPIM0143.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2mHPGV1W1SVCQ9pP6c72dP6Ie3sc_n6CUQHB3OoVPTDux7FkUhH9fqDmp4P4wL3juGmUyK121XJAtetxu2ugVtP3us0xLnl4lDRsJ939VfZHcBHwzZzDJf0vtQ0wELvpyCJase2vAM1XA/s320/HPIM0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602242239157894818" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQBodXlkXUP0MXr4YelvDhna3FcnV_NT-psw5elY-PyBFAcPPz9gHCWbmOGU9N7as9XMaJ3uxhpZ9gMu2RD8W6UGCqusY2f-1AFRtAmjKaAz2J_XEteYDRKQ0yM10hRLwieLko5IeZryO/s1600/HPIM0141.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQBodXlkXUP0MXr4YelvDhna3FcnV_NT-psw5elY-PyBFAcPPz9gHCWbmOGU9N7as9XMaJ3uxhpZ9gMu2RD8W6UGCqusY2f-1AFRtAmjKaAz2J_XEteYDRKQ0yM10hRLwieLko5IeZryO/s320/HPIM0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602242230254781170" border="0" /></a><br />The boys did a TON of golfing and us girls just relaxed by the pool, went shopping and relaxed! It was a much needed trip and I wish it could have lasted even longer than it did!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_9KHtShNi_gkfGKzgpHLkz0VeMMa_IF16jh6w1oGGmS49ZlAtmEhS6MLc22FT01Fc9rfXp8b4b6q1Mlqn7FSn9gkhcs7ASf2qItwlDH6tcfkC945184IoBigfB8k3UPfovnAW_ioRkl3I/s1600/HPIM0146.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_9KHtShNi_gkfGKzgpHLkz0VeMMa_IF16jh6w1oGGmS49ZlAtmEhS6MLc22FT01Fc9rfXp8b4b6q1Mlqn7FSn9gkhcs7ASf2qItwlDH6tcfkC945184IoBigfB8k3UPfovnAW_ioRkl3I/s320/HPIM0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602243498061872434" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-34605823835185536402011-05-02T14:29:00.000-07:002011-05-02T14:51:21.805-07:00Easter Parties...Cru inst quite old enough to understand Easter yet, so Casey and I didnt do much to celebrate it this year. First we had my family Easter party, Cru got his first Easter basket FULL of finger puppets!!! He loves those puppets!!! Such a smart thing for a little baby.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghk23mIS9YuVFC8WMgteD5nNfS-Y64hzG0HDywwMSoPZWL3Gil-X-frirl3ZxztexjoaFECbSMEMEe0mSD2ocnsWdsCzgBHwdk8b6W0BUrrPkxO7Bti17REBKb4S6QuJAOrF8038t3-Y3C/s1600/HPIM0114.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghk23mIS9YuVFC8WMgteD5nNfS-Y64hzG0HDywwMSoPZWL3Gil-X-frirl3ZxztexjoaFECbSMEMEe0mSD2ocnsWdsCzgBHwdk8b6W0BUrrPkxO7Bti17REBKb4S6QuJAOrF8038t3-Y3C/s320/HPIM0114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602235448154641794" border="0" /></a><br />At my family party...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmde3nSEIDILJgtyDq4Jy-T_9Rgh_olhOAggwEpaVHWZwHqgsCl1wH8D9xFiom2jwMsLmBO1bLl7CSrvZgeEYr3iaWcRQTac5q_uXN_OUM3c1M5mxYeREIV4OpkHkH2i7HYJYU3EY5sgYi/s1600/HPIM0109.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmde3nSEIDILJgtyDq4Jy-T_9Rgh_olhOAggwEpaVHWZwHqgsCl1wH8D9xFiom2jwMsLmBO1bLl7CSrvZgeEYr3iaWcRQTac5q_uXN_OUM3c1M5mxYeREIV4OpkHkH2i7HYJYU3EY5sgYi/s320/HPIM0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602235113250446434" border="0" /></a>Cru, found a couple eggs too...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFXElip3UetuUo0rm7yIq1f7zJcwNN0CZKurAjQCyGilwVBCx8-6MRXoxnei6Z0fi4bUkGPs1_ukmW4qphViYJZ5vv3JqQRKL2wI7HFUYm-wtPNEjDmZjplIjYsFBj0uglqdtryYS5QVl4/s1600/HPIM0112.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFXElip3UetuUo0rm7yIq1f7zJcwNN0CZKurAjQCyGilwVBCx8-6MRXoxnei6Z0fi4bUkGPs1_ukmW4qphViYJZ5vv3JqQRKL2wI7HFUYm-wtPNEjDmZjplIjYsFBj0uglqdtryYS5QVl4/s320/HPIM0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602237276582347810" border="0" /></a><br />Then we had the Van Wagoner Easter party ~<br />Casey and Corey always hide all the eggs...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkESyjqakvjY2nhSDZyBpkUgkZZ2pKtiAEAdUkgm3Xmn5ro6LiqmEl7GYm6Fi4T4GhLJ8ey1mIL93udO-We9WogQ-Vr0NeO9D_B12hVFA27D210nB6_XWuLClKH98nzzf-_tNUvk1h7kKk/s1600/HPIM0152.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkESyjqakvjY2nhSDZyBpkUgkZZ2pKtiAEAdUkgm3Xmn5ro6LiqmEl7GYm6Fi4T4GhLJ8ey1mIL93udO-We9WogQ-Vr0NeO9D_B12hVFA27D210nB6_XWuLClKH98nzzf-_tNUvk1h7kKk/s320/HPIM0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602238749131732146" border="0" /></a>Then, the kids all crowd around the front door in anticipation to go find the eggs!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidM1WlmNwqjtJqKlelrJ3mO4SHT1GWCngS-_jKkp-CtfeZn_SRf5Rt94fzy80-tOf6AQrfcoiB_0BgKd3ihm691-QQzRQBeSU01GlTc2Ts6_ybqPQTKgckxmnxY7k4KFO4kV1LYbN1Vpls/s1600/HPIM0154.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidM1WlmNwqjtJqKlelrJ3mO4SHT1GWCngS-_jKkp-CtfeZn_SRf5Rt94fzy80-tOf6AQrfcoiB_0BgKd3ihm691-QQzRQBeSU01GlTc2Ts6_ybqPQTKgckxmnxY7k4KFO4kV1LYbN1Vpls/s320/HPIM0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602238758207107890" border="0" /></a>Pam puts Bunny Money in some of the eggs and then after the hunt, the kids get to go to her Bunny Store and buy things with the money they found. Cru got a new book and a ball!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFmUn0GbU-JH9eX9KIsgPN5qlhmHhFKfVeiIuYBeUPgXymfrIDqiiYG9zFJ7eF3fc2sY71FvixagwJRvyCWJsBz0ZPKFIBqUN9mz3Jz3F3Di7QqImdKg5LfVYQXLNbtKFK2HyAkU4N3sh/s1600/HPIM0151.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSFmUn0GbU-JH9eX9KIsgPN5qlhmHhFKfVeiIuYBeUPgXymfrIDqiiYG9zFJ7eF3fc2sY71FvixagwJRvyCWJsBz0ZPKFIBqUN9mz3Jz3F3Di7QqImdKg5LfVYQXLNbtKFK2HyAkU4N3sh/s320/HPIM0151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602238767412574418" border="0" /></a>Our little family, not the best picture, but we got one...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kHbsCf903Oa7WqkqKisqNsXKHVy4iWR7bbHNnImStmekCptxowbKJ1S1bimkaSsMfeXw0SXYVfl5BIlkb4zsecLiPwOrivUFQXEwnwhHU4BPlSdjrhpT-IJT28Oeu-sXzSPI07dH-gRT/s1600/HPIM0155.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2kHbsCf903Oa7WqkqKisqNsXKHVy4iWR7bbHNnImStmekCptxowbKJ1S1bimkaSsMfeXw0SXYVfl5BIlkb4zsecLiPwOrivUFQXEwnwhHU4BPlSdjrhpT-IJT28Oeu-sXzSPI07dH-gRT/s320/HPIM0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602238761014274098" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3jokn3Sh6M7h92edSoAJaI2XJezd2y0KBHeqNbheIO5VFWgUTnpAG4Dgc9q9zvMW3U3e3ftb6UM950q0xLX6tdsuuT2qDI12vZtQtomw-uzG1TW9OuHcI56Qm4TiLfn6yDjepqDlKMdkb/s1600/HPIM0108.JPG"><br /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-72809546954432567422011-03-30T10:33:00.001-07:002011-03-30T10:33:29.734-07:008 Months!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0O8VKnwgKzanqFYSfsGSmFmM0rOl2Se2i1-bgx_SroJcZoh_GbnsH00eb1tH663_pgWqZnDKNPCaQ3oHsblx0ALFLt7vnEvexKRLlXCkQemT8MGoEq-jtskrZpwXb1VsHw498R4XEnqlC/s1600/HPIM0051.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0O8VKnwgKzanqFYSfsGSmFmM0rOl2Se2i1-bgx_SroJcZoh_GbnsH00eb1tH663_pgWqZnDKNPCaQ3oHsblx0ALFLt7vnEvexKRLlXCkQemT8MGoEq-jtskrZpwXb1VsHw498R4XEnqlC/s320/HPIM0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589925327297871570" border="0" /></a>I wish I could stop time and keep you right where you are. Each day you get bigger. Each day you become a little more independent. Each day I love you more and more.<br /><div>This last month has been one of my favorites. </div><br /><div>When I get home from work you are usually playing in the living room. I say "HELLO!!!" and you very excitingly look up from what you are doing, raise your little eyebrows, start gibberishing and army crawling over to greet me. It melts my heart. I know you miss me when I am away, but we have TONS of fun when I get home! </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcvzRvy94PM2FPkRGoSo8Q5x0oP7wAHlbXfOyTiBl66DlvjtvNxpSm4vCOG8G82ZAHgI4bKQaliqKugz5taUl-B86kUyEPWXupUH5Lmd2GSoJIfizNLn_CVZ_kEjOEyWUhB5zBLn8LdtB/s1600/HPIM0067.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcvzRvy94PM2FPkRGoSo8Q5x0oP7wAHlbXfOyTiBl66DlvjtvNxpSm4vCOG8G82ZAHgI4bKQaliqKugz5taUl-B86kUyEPWXupUH5Lmd2GSoJIfizNLn_CVZ_kEjOEyWUhB5zBLn8LdtB/s320/HPIM0067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589925331795760194" border="0" /></a><div>You know the sound of the garage door and can hear it when daddy comes home. My favorite thing about you being in your highchair, feeding you dinner is when you will randomly lean forward so you can see the garage door to see if someone is coming inside, when he learn that no one is coming inside, you lean back and pierce your lips wondering where dad (or nana) is.</div><br /><div>You are completely obsessed with the door stops. You will play with them forever. Yesterday, you managed to pull one off and put it in your mouth...I about had a heart attack.</div><br /><div>Its almost impossible to get you dressed on the changing table, you are too curious to just lay there now. </div><br /><div>You still love books and will turn the pages back and forth as I read them to you. One of my favorite things that you do...is lay on your tummy looking at the pictures, turning the pages by yourself as if you are really reading. Its so sweet.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgNcHxvtZFkuv2jQeaSyzV896IeUM537hrkeZ8X54uB7RtQdyIgZc_4-r-61i2izLDb7SFYdrXLypqjgui4ZcgG9sN0-qGg4rrvxSsd0JnsfSoD47jW72sJbC1ZmOwo4sCVJHm5Y-C8E9/s1600/HPIM0043.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjgNcHxvtZFkuv2jQeaSyzV896IeUM537hrkeZ8X54uB7RtQdyIgZc_4-r-61i2izLDb7SFYdrXLypqjgui4ZcgG9sN0-qGg4rrvxSsd0JnsfSoD47jW72sJbC1ZmOwo4sCVJHm5Y-C8E9/s320/HPIM0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589924622711069394" border="0" /></a>You get excited to see people that you recognize. Some get a big smile, others a little grin or twisting of your hands (you do that when you get excited and have for about 5 months now).<br /></div><div>Your love for the bath still stands too. One night, we played for 45 minutes and you would have loved to be in there longer. I think you will love swimming and being in the water your entire life...I knew it the first time we put your head under the running water in the hospital and you closed your eyes and enjoyed every second of it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihtggi_mzw7adtRMs7AqJpN9D71loUpEHaqQLEw3glwXnhfTKmFvkW0Y5h-xdF2SNQuCBeTbi7e5rOxD3zmk-MHv1dXf7ClAdBf64pTmsOG-oC1owHU06N_4s6LSRI6bX6UUSXviAUIE88/s1600/HPIM0061.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihtggi_mzw7adtRMs7AqJpN9D71loUpEHaqQLEw3glwXnhfTKmFvkW0Y5h-xdF2SNQuCBeTbi7e5rOxD3zmk-MHv1dXf7ClAdBf64pTmsOG-oC1owHU06N_4s6LSRI6bX6UUSXviAUIE88/s320/HPIM0061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589924616680226098" border="0" /></a><br /></div>You are completely fascinated with the laptop and power cords. Wherever I put the dang thing, you find it!<br /><div>You love sitting on the front porch with me waiting for dad to come home, wrapped up in a big cozy blanket.<br />You love music. If the TV is on and a song comes on, you will stop whatever you are doing and just stare at the TV.<br />You melt my heart by reaching out to me. It reassures me, that you really do want me to hold you.<br /></div><br /><div>Oh, and you and dad, wrestle on the bed...he guys roll all over the place, he tosses you up and down and you think it is hysterical. </div><br />You seriously have made my life so much sweeter. We cant imagine not having you with us and sharing our life with you.Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-37554306997107279032011-03-01T09:52:00.000-08:002011-03-04T08:43:18.438-08:007 Months7 months...really? Where is the time going? It feels like, just yesterday you were lying on my chest deep asleep, mouth open, just dreaming. Now, Im lucky if you even close your eyes during a feeding.<br /><div>You are so curious, you watch everything with such great intent. You are really curious about the treadmill and how our feet can move that fast.</div><br /><div>You sit up ALL BY YOURSELF now. And have such excellent posture...im jealous. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgat8-heaYnIKpl3dvgzNEheW1R1tStXk51VGhl08iq-vBIGZc7Hs7Z-Nefi4bBtxC9RKh4PwfKUV3JPKZHq0xoXeLQp9QdNrb5Kli9-EG0RWukUTdyZNVwgwEcMyoByro_2VQwe7HHmpn5/s1600/HPIM0042.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgat8-heaYnIKpl3dvgzNEheW1R1tStXk51VGhl08iq-vBIGZc7Hs7Z-Nefi4bBtxC9RKh4PwfKUV3JPKZHq0xoXeLQp9QdNrb5Kli9-EG0RWukUTdyZNVwgwEcMyoByro_2VQwe7HHmpn5/s320/HPIM0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580265250778118546" border="0" /></a><div>Then one day, out of the blue you started army crawling. I put something about 5 feet in front of you - and off you went!!!</div><br /><div>You blow raspberries. Sometimes, not intentionally, you will be crying and will accidently blow a raspberry, it will totally distract you and you will sit there for 10 minutes blowing them.<br />Weve converted your infant bath tub to a big boy bath tub, you sit in it instead of lay. You LOVE the water and try to grab the bubbles that the faucet makes. Not to forget your rubber ducky...the little bugger is so slippery, when you drop him, your reaction is HILARIOUS.</div><br /><div>You like to 'shake it' when I sing "Shake shake, shake shake, a shhhhake it" and if I am holding you in front of me and make you shake it - you laugh.<br /></div><br /><div>You could jump for hours in your jumper, you are actually quite vicious with it. I wonder if you will like the trampoline as much as your dad does. </div><br /><div>I love saying night prayers with you. I lay you on the bed and kneel down next to you, you will usually just sit there and stare at me or put your hand on my shoulder. I think it is really sweet. </div><br /><div>You still love bath time and car rides.</div><br /><div>You love when 5:30 pm comes around...I place you in your high chair and you get SOLIDS!!! You love sweet potatoes, squash, pears, carrots and blueberries - you are NOT fond of green veggies, you seriously gaged when I fed you green beans. </div><br /><div>And...you cry when I leave the room - I LOVE IT!!!</div><br /><div>On your 7th month birthday you started saying 'bababababa' - I feel we are getting close to Mama!!! Or will it be Dada first??? </div><br /><div> </div>Oh my little man, I love you SO much. I look forward to seeing your smiley face everyday and cherish every moment I have with you. I really didnt believe time would fly by so fast and that I would miss 'when you use to' times. But you are growing too fast...right before my eyes.<br />I hope you will always love me as much as you do now.<br /><br />And when I say, "Little Man" - I really do mean little man, everyone thinks you are so handsome and look just like a Little Man.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fb9z1LFoH2Q7g3yG3RNztt2ehKwnXmpAEv-jJd8kH9fy-_pvx9QSaBkJVPL0YTh2ZYw4oR0wyUlgHJVlimD-5Gtfutff8kyg3WurXAprZHw_TQBUFDyMCvh8ykjUwnhhjTqHq4OqWmQa/s1600/HPIM0038.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_fb9z1LFoH2Q7g3yG3RNztt2ehKwnXmpAEv-jJd8kH9fy-_pvx9QSaBkJVPL0YTh2ZYw4oR0wyUlgHJVlimD-5Gtfutff8kyg3WurXAprZHw_TQBUFDyMCvh8ykjUwnhhjTqHq4OqWmQa/s320/HPIM0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580265979853242162" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-84387675516352010822011-02-20T20:33:00.000-08:002011-02-20T21:21:49.360-08:00Happy Valentines DayI love Valentines Day. This year, I had two special loves. Two lovers that I love in two totally different ways. I am such a lucky girl!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcT50yk5xlvw6BpHqH7fv-vWMTT2yWiVHwOWZu1BBjD-9HdM6SK7MnJAUZW1OIzAcSnK__H3_e-PxZ0i21x8o4HjKQm9G3Oi-zXj0fpuDUvttAW3qcIRnRv9mYye8e6BvpnubKAykvNJkE/s1600/2.14.2011-2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcT50yk5xlvw6BpHqH7fv-vWMTT2yWiVHwOWZu1BBjD-9HdM6SK7MnJAUZW1OIzAcSnK__H3_e-PxZ0i21x8o4HjKQm9G3Oi-zXj0fpuDUvttAW3qcIRnRv9mYye8e6BvpnubKAykvNJkE/s320/2.14.2011-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576006058242502834" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlYX8Lwa2wtIS_VAab76RRJXoa0-SexXM-TvP1jtdEjcZ0iYZkTfb2l7SbN0WNChTO44JCholU6wvPn0neMQrI0mb9U26cfp7Ese62N8MSqPde4kL6gnkj5ZkqiYRjuBYm0pDWZBaPT0u/s1600/2.14.2011-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXlYX8Lwa2wtIS_VAab76RRJXoa0-SexXM-TvP1jtdEjcZ0iYZkTfb2l7SbN0WNChTO44JCholU6wvPn0neMQrI0mb9U26cfp7Ese62N8MSqPde4kL6gnkj5ZkqiYRjuBYm0pDWZBaPT0u/s320/2.14.2011-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576006054484819874" border="0" /></a><br />Lucky Cru had 7 Valentines, lucky boy!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4zMmQBpwIX9iL4YY5yxXmiEiXusBUSS2Xwa-DVV-Lsjow6HvOim8kzrIZVGri3HK_3x8iMnnFtJD-KCueZ_bHKkwqEcWMgbNN1cgs-nIjPc4X-XchPqCYEBKBxO3WyU2gfR_AnwnL2xb2/s1600/2.13.2011-3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4zMmQBpwIX9iL4YY5yxXmiEiXusBUSS2Xwa-DVV-Lsjow6HvOim8kzrIZVGri3HK_3x8iMnnFtJD-KCueZ_bHKkwqEcWMgbNN1cgs-nIjPc4X-XchPqCYEBKBxO3WyU2gfR_AnwnL2xb2/s320/2.13.2011-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576006040306345730" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-7601162366760601212011-01-31T11:35:00.000-08:002011-02-03T05:44:57.017-08:006 MonthsCru is 6 months! I just love this little boy so much I can't stand it!!! We went to the Docs yesterday and this is what we learned...<br /><br />Weight: 17 pounds 14 ounces - 60th%<br />Height: 28 inches - 95th%<br />Head: 17 3/4 inches - 90th%<br /><br />The poor little man got a newbie nurse, who took FOREVER giving him his shots. She poked his twice in one leg and it took her so long to get the shot ready for the other leg, that he stopped crying and then she poked him again...it was so sad. Casey picked him up off the table and Cru immediantly turned around and gave the nurse his scrunched eyebrow look...like...what the heck is wrong with you? It was pretty funny.<br /><br />Some of the things Cru does now...<br />- He has taught himself how to blow raspberries, I think it is super cute.<br />- He can almost sit up all by himself without toppeling over; he is still a little top heavy and can sit there by himself, but will usually face plant it if I leave him there too long. We are still working on this one.<br />- He still loves story time and will sit there forever if I just keep reading. His favorite book as of now (well, at least I think) is his touch and feel animal farm book. When I turn the page he knows exactly where to touch to feel the animals fur/skin/nose ect that we are reading about. The poor dogs hair is probably going to be gone here pretty soon.<br />- He has found his toes, he doesn't suck on them very often like most babies...he mostly just grabs them and looks at them.<br />- However, he has found his little 'pee pee' if you will and if I dont distract him in the tub, he will just play with it the whole time...dad and I think it is pretty funny though.<br />- Still loves the tub...last night he stayed in the tub for 25 minutes while I cleaned out and organized the baskets in the lined closet...and I know he would have stayed in even longer if I would have let him. He kicks his legs like crazy in the tub, and water gets everywhere...I cant wait to take him to the pool this summer!<br />- Last but not least...You have 2 teeth coming in. Your bottom 2 teeth have broke through, and you are handeling it so well! I didnt even know till he started sucking on my hand.<br /><br />6 months pictures...They turned out so cute! Everyone thought I was crazy for wanting to do pics with just his jeans and a tie on - little did they know how stinking cute they were going to turn out...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZaUzMHLQ1iiWXBqfoGXlQm77kP2q2M7cyMnUpURKYsJXeztRINLLvVetwm2VGg0L1AOlcBfii1CVm3Yke2BwI9qbbMbEGOJUrgOQS6wedbrusp7BvnXkmnLkaJEV86erc78_mzkxtr46/s1600/2011-2586-44.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568439682114690450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmZaUzMHLQ1iiWXBqfoGXlQm77kP2q2M7cyMnUpURKYsJXeztRINLLvVetwm2VGg0L1AOlcBfii1CVm3Yke2BwI9qbbMbEGOJUrgOQS6wedbrusp7BvnXkmnLkaJEV86erc78_mzkxtr46/s320/2011-2586-44.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3uNfTkVm0GTRdAXM6viLKGZDY_D8Fn9zSIgiGetM_fyh9TbpyE3qhSs5MPgAmojZmNiuMwCyVZp4Ov_GJgF2V0lXDcMmFK7PEl_5HDgX2RELSIXVEYRki7nQjLaxokeWei_vQRIkY3ib3/s1600/2011-2586-13.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568438037870426802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPrTz5zAIrzkXGAPlYM-32i8zeoseooipZxX8rHRrBnz_9-_cKqJWx79y9USOb9fDUPiv6uDbFaqCM4ijvJU8uBF3uyiCAySmV9SzhfKeHu-6ACqIM059nsWb5Gc7gVqEF0NXPLwAqu2Xc/s320/2011-2586-19.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavaTiyC51cT-gn_FjaFTbP__G1iHuQK0_WyoRARbkm1Vm76dsHXSjUJ4i0XsaOK2fdP-aA_BtJ74JcVLBMSYZ7c7LwJitypApw_VI-QaM8-5Z_36jUcnD67WZvfdgvPZ8qLHHYH0DeCx2/s1600/2011-2586-7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568438023524947682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavaTiyC51cT-gn_FjaFTbP__G1iHuQK0_WyoRARbkm1Vm76dsHXSjUJ4i0XsaOK2fdP-aA_BtJ74JcVLBMSYZ7c7LwJitypApw_VI-QaM8-5Z_36jUcnD67WZvfdgvPZ8qLHHYH0DeCx2/s320/2011-2586-7.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568437825304809794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjhmYbzI8O_XATg-h2lOht5a8uFZkcoRt4HuAfJyYfS1IKI0GIkTLu5uUWnLgcqO1OTVPU3SqgiBrvLm_FIB6lfJ0U43okOP2_8nuoyhSuBQhZJ5ZQJ6kJZstOL7SpwuFCrUzcMgsOy3zh/s320/2011-2586-41.jpg" /> This is my favorite...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568437220884907122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOxPV3nf7ZWD6dplnQv-J0FddSnOosiE5RDAMvfTjWAmS58n5vo0-FqgdXiz241u_jGwJX2ZIyjAQzc0EYWIDTx8P__rTzs1iodkkB7OwHoSeheKCnyS7-vyJzMcYhkfNtsMefezd9_Fn0/s320/2011-2586-26.jpg" /><br /><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigX2P_i6WLqMeJOuNQKPteYwSecOgb57tum6KJ26nvgtF9cERba7_yIT0lfu06Kpdx2hxwvM0i63AaHUbwkByI10ELLHENZSCx0xX1sNLIvrMAYtDhxBzZA1d3K5OI4nSPdRJD0KhAC8Lk/s1600/2011-2586-9.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568436949170494082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigX2P_i6WLqMeJOuNQKPteYwSecOgb57tum6KJ26nvgtF9cERba7_yIT0lfu06Kpdx2hxwvM0i63AaHUbwkByI10ELLHENZSCx0xX1sNLIvrMAYtDhxBzZA1d3K5OI4nSPdRJD0KhAC8Lk/s320/2011-2586-9.jpg" /></a> This is my 2nd favorite...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCbsSGef4227voBTZs-_rqp0INqzz46UPGXlUI_IZXGAc7v9hqROVDVLF7DZU2ZNnJKw2mFSsgnJMnr7F0F1ettWjczrLpauOwfW8cE8w4bbkmIwp6g4xJf_Y273U6JwBDeXxy844HDpm/s1600/2011-2586-12.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568436941722827266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCbsSGef4227voBTZs-_rqp0INqzz46UPGXlUI_IZXGAc7v9hqROVDVLF7DZU2ZNnJKw2mFSsgnJMnr7F0F1ettWjczrLpauOwfW8cE8w4bbkmIwp6g4xJf_Y273U6JwBDeXxy844HDpm/s320/2011-2586-12.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZbJFG2GVup78arpEo3BtubPOw0sXFO9RnuBHWGo0KRNLCcbxRSlEsPtNOMnhcYOrlgQkJvXjlq6gE5uBVEBeHPnvF1ZHb9wtPv0ulOqHYofgqSS7jOROLP57ZXgiFOKIMkGor4U6oDHrV/s1600/2011-2586-1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568436935009204994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZbJFG2GVup78arpEo3BtubPOw0sXFO9RnuBHWGo0KRNLCcbxRSlEsPtNOMnhcYOrlgQkJvXjlq6gE5uBVEBeHPnvF1ZHb9wtPv0ulOqHYofgqSS7jOROLP57ZXgiFOKIMkGor4U6oDHrV/s320/2011-2586-1.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-5782513790534832762011-01-24T11:28:00.000-08:002011-01-24T11:34:40.248-08:00I've been moved...July 17th<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyMPHbwpoFw9_qzowqLSL57euYFBgi0EJ3b3Qy1_dK6Q2LlmuNNDVGgQQ5Jnlk5i4m-FgCVdjvvWUk1Z0nd20gCoYrSfcjbAebO3cFdkf2rB98KXSf4Ka9SZD8s4GfOyI6sh75ZkuS6rUP/s1600/book-mormon.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565837891148444386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyMPHbwpoFw9_qzowqLSL57euYFBgi0EJ3b3Qy1_dK6Q2LlmuNNDVGgQQ5Jnlk5i4m-FgCVdjvvWUk1Z0nd20gCoYrSfcjbAebO3cFdkf2rB98KXSf4Ka9SZD8s4GfOyI6sh75ZkuS6rUP/s320/book-mormon.jpg" /></a><br /><div>My mom was just talking to me about a fireside she went to with my little sister last night...it was on 'pitching your tent towards the Temple'. They have asked the youth to read 3 pages out of the Book of Mormon a day, if you do that, you will have the entire book read by July 18th...which just happens to be a day after my birthday. </div><br /><div>3 pages a day? That's nothin! I easily read half a magazine when I crawl in to bed at night....what's 3 pages? </div><br /><div>So, with that said...I have another goal I will accomplish this year and its reading the entire Book of Mormon by my birthday, July 17th.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-57791907717390815192011-01-21T14:23:00.000-08:002011-01-21T14:30:44.879-08:00Happy New Year...and Cru of course!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMc427WlHrJTSQqd6DaE2Q_RklsuPM0vkaiw3YQ0cvgO43qipsvvSsFOtGz4oueJTfaYyvqTq2qJHFsecG2N9XrlH9uNFleCAHV3XJNVBYrqIuEkmrdvzWQz7pf9fOOnjXLmen1mGlwi1/s1600/HPIM0032.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRLpo4m_XP7ZlDxHr5Ab2CCf2rqjnIIWfz-JqJ6TEnSZ1ScQ9Evbn8Mfwlocit5vDLkBu_Vi2uhKZILZ50Xj0uba0bPZAhml54qmaDnIoAUkRw7eLsRkvxAwfbWS0KaqmmYxTOZZYQtcu/s1600/HPIM0016.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRLpo4m_XP7ZlDxHr5Ab2CCf2rqjnIIWfz-JqJ6TEnSZ1ScQ9Evbn8Mfwlocit5vDLkBu_Vi2uhKZILZ50Xj0uba0bPZAhml54qmaDnIoAUkRw7eLsRkvxAwfbWS0KaqmmYxTOZZYQtcu/s320/HPIM0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564769410990261170" border="0" /></a><br />Casey and I decided this year would be a good year to really start making resolutions...where in all reality, I would love to list all 9 of our goals that we made while we were out eating on New Years Eve - I'll spare you. However 1 goal is already completed and January 2011 has already been good to us! So here is to a new year, full of goals and happy endings.<br /><br />And here is to a full year of this kid... I just can't seem to get enough him in a single day...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMc427WlHrJTSQqd6DaE2Q_RklsuPM0vkaiw3YQ0cvgO43qipsvvSsFOtGz4oueJTfaYyvqTq2qJHFsecG2N9XrlH9uNFleCAHV3XJNVBYrqIuEkmrdvzWQz7pf9fOOnjXLmen1mGlwi1/s1600/HPIM0032.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHMc427WlHrJTSQqd6DaE2Q_RklsuPM0vkaiw3YQ0cvgO43qipsvvSsFOtGz4oueJTfaYyvqTq2qJHFsecG2N9XrlH9uNFleCAHV3XJNVBYrqIuEkmrdvzWQz7pf9fOOnjXLmen1mGlwi1/s320/HPIM0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564769846823171666" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-91564681458807195422011-01-02T12:06:00.000-08:002011-01-02T12:07:02.234-08:005 Months<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl9krzALYzqCuHsyUihQsXbJ6F1VcLXB5FrhWOj2X-zl4QAgVf3p7nn5Sjxuechw9hjwrOZmzx4OHZ9sT9GGFQyCNBnxZFEOYNqpp1Y8HblqlV0d6yu_MVQCQ-YdBTWKRoRf3ADFDXT_4j/s1600/IMG_1266.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl9krzALYzqCuHsyUihQsXbJ6F1VcLXB5FrhWOj2X-zl4QAgVf3p7nn5Sjxuechw9hjwrOZmzx4OHZ9sT9GGFQyCNBnxZFEOYNqpp1Y8HblqlV0d6yu_MVQCQ-YdBTWKRoRf3ADFDXT_4j/s320/IMG_1266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557681337564119202" border="0" /></a><br />You turned 5 months on December 29th. I seriously cant believe how quickly time is flying by.<br />You are such a sweet and sensitive boy. We are so blessed to have you in our life.<br />On Christmas Eve we went to the Cathedral of the Madaline and listened to their Christmas choir. You LOVED it in there. All the stained glass windows and the music had your attention. Your little head would look to the left and then to the right then to the front back to the left and up at me, you loved those windows. We can already tell that you like music, it calms you right down. Maybe it is because you already have your own Ipod that you listen to every night or because we have so many play lists in the car just for you. Or maybe it is just because you remember the angels singing in Heaven.<br />You also LOVE to read books. You will sit in my lap for a good 45 minutes while I read stories to you. You touch the pages and sometimes try to lick them, but you are so intrigued by them.<br />You still love bath time. Your kick your little legs like crazy, or if you are really tired you will just lounge and put one foot under the faucet and the other up on the side of your tub. Its hilarious. Dad also just introduced you to your rubber ducky, whom you are fascinated by.<br />You have become very interested in my water bottle. Every time I take a drink you reach for it, Ill put it up to your lips, you'll grasp it and pretend like your are drinking it. Now we give you little sips. I think it is so cute, you want everything I have, and this is the one thing I can share with you. So I do it.<br />You love it when I tickle your face with my hair, you giggle as I sweep it across your forehead.<br />You always have a bib on in all your pictures because you are the drooling king.<br />You also enjoy sitting (propped up of course) on my bed as I get ready in the mornings, I either put you in the boppy or with some pillows and you will sit there playing with your noisy book or stare at your baby Van Gogh movie. It is so cute...here is a picture...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ13LdWWME_N-_Exs39RZUeSeBQzmntET4RFLMbPBGwBG_hWMExWNEWj1hn3StOpFo2BiOLMIRL63Y6I2tWIwffkR0WVJWV6FBm6gb5nfkrwSbOBeC1-Ss5cvCvuXVQaKx5nIaWHbpkIH1/s1600/100_1061.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ13LdWWME_N-_Exs39RZUeSeBQzmntET4RFLMbPBGwBG_hWMExWNEWj1hn3StOpFo2BiOLMIRL63Y6I2tWIwffkR0WVJWV6FBm6gb5nfkrwSbOBeC1-Ss5cvCvuXVQaKx5nIaWHbpkIH1/s320/100_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557682176768139010" border="0" /></a><br />Something I absolutly love that you do now, is when we put our face close to yours you reach up with both hands and gently put your hands on our cheeks. It isnt when we hold you, but when you are laying in your play gym or down on the floor or are laying in bed with us. I think it is so sweet.<br />You seriously are the love and joy or our life. I cant imagine not having you here with us.<br />I love you Cru.<br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/114/4D515BB0CE5631DD1CBFAACE23D82F48.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-56610396739268532772010-12-30T15:48:00.000-08:002010-12-30T16:11:39.549-08:00Christmas morning...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipfPNfAVIk4NwbEKKhedHZuKBduRm2_Hst3sqQ-Bcr9Hb4FIlZIMJnxd_wjm_742Kt9_Mi02w7EW0Bym8Z-UzN0zongjNv-ENZ4dELkeOZl81WDiSIzeZIkMOIqRHQYY8JEorCX90Kgorp/s1600/HPIM0003.JPG"><br /></a><br />Cru gave Casey and I a wonderful Christmas present this year...he slept in until 9:40!!! I woke up at 7 and put the Christmas casserole in the oven and went back to bed, an hour and a half later the oven timer was beeping and Cru was talking in his crib. Perfect timing.<br />We got up, ate breakfast, fed the babe and Casey and I opened our gifts...yeah thats right, we opened our gifts first and then let Cru at his. We are awesome. haha<br />Casey and I spent a whole $11 bucks of Cru for Christmas. Everything else he got from grandparents. However, he has currently only played with his new soccer ball, listened to his singamagigs and played with his easy grasp ball.<br />I loved Christmas when it was just Casey and I, it was even better starting a few new traditions now that we have Cru and I have a feeling they are just going to get better and better.<br />Cru with all his toys...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipfPNfAVIk4NwbEKKhedHZuKBduRm2_Hst3sqQ-Bcr9Hb4FIlZIMJnxd_wjm_742Kt9_Mi02w7EW0Bym8Z-UzN0zongjNv-ENZ4dELkeOZl81WDiSIzeZIkMOIqRHQYY8JEorCX90Kgorp/s1600/HPIM0003.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipfPNfAVIk4NwbEKKhedHZuKBduRm2_Hst3sqQ-Bcr9Hb4FIlZIMJnxd_wjm_742Kt9_Mi02w7EW0Bym8Z-UzN0zongjNv-ENZ4dELkeOZl81WDiSIzeZIkMOIqRHQYY8JEorCX90Kgorp/s320/HPIM0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556630578961251266" border="0" /></a>Casey's mom and dad asked what we would like them to get Cru for Christmas, I told them that I wanted to start an education fund for Cru and would love if they wanted to make his first deposit. They went beyond that and are actually doing the research for the best one that actually plays to stock market. I am really excited about it, and really really grateful. Education is so important to Casey and I and we are excited to start this fund for Cru so that he too can experience and appreciate the importance of a college degree.Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-13759747879519118212010-12-30T15:32:00.000-08:002010-12-30T15:48:33.520-08:00Santa came to Nana'sEvery year Santa makes his grand appearance to my mom's house (Nana's). All the grandkids LOVE it and it is something we all look forward to during our family Christmas party. The year's Santa had a fake beard, as soon as we put Cru on Santa's lap, he we for it on almost pulled it downed, Santa had pretty quick hands though, and was able to hold it in place while I pried Cru's fingers apart. It was quite entertaining, well at least I thought.<br />Cru received his first stocking from Santa filled with a gift card to Babies R Us. It was perfect!<br />I am kind of bummed that I didnt get a good shot of Cru with Santa. But at least I got something...<br />Thanks mom for yet another fun Christmas party!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45MBi6M2xMF3xZk41parQDWRi-f24-biTtq6K3tqSMiID4ah6004uSFDj4CawtUg52U2t8DUzG0JYU-GV11vbGyHZupAuShGXUQfUZm_5U3Ry8m8ddXcntER-UNSb7gJlR-4hyphenhyphen_gG5si0/s1600/IMG_1231.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj45MBi6M2xMF3xZk41parQDWRi-f24-biTtq6K3tqSMiID4ah6004uSFDj4CawtUg52U2t8DUzG0JYU-GV11vbGyHZupAuShGXUQfUZm_5U3Ry8m8ddXcntER-UNSb7gJlR-4hyphenhyphen_gG5si0/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556625110863984322" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPorSWLFXzFI_kIJ0djt_OYoLQbFBQKfLXizMgN92TGlCZrYcWIEP285KdxcTeeF510s9i_NTY4HjRljXvCCyPRu1vVqdZBvFDB7YJpW87p24JmFthElVz9dG2CdZDpDPoWE5Xw8GdHA0j/s1600/IMG_1243.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPorSWLFXzFI_kIJ0djt_OYoLQbFBQKfLXizMgN92TGlCZrYcWIEP285KdxcTeeF510s9i_NTY4HjRljXvCCyPRu1vVqdZBvFDB7YJpW87p24JmFthElVz9dG2CdZDpDPoWE5Xw8GdHA0j/s320/IMG_1243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556625832794466530" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8485490130606894878.post-8282846012740089012010-12-30T15:20:00.000-08:002010-12-30T15:25:20.178-08:00Gardner Village<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmsMhlbGyD0Rx42jvKKXa49hoqK4Q2khWZ7iBHUMRQX12BnwTw2GhnxZOnZL0GwXVKy8faz0d9v2sFLq-oj_3tmLwy-2858k55aWIvwCR3pUuzk4WJ6mzCw6gvYJzHVycdVosLriNNZ_w/s1600/100_1047.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZZao17nyvQndl4ZvLcubQjpaPJu7AxGzVlEdx7ORJpP67XP-0ZeJVxYW-1ZyKHKYBI8LwPIskUZIypHwnBHRgCpcElC_nHIgy4W5IYIk67wJxKyrZku1p6EQQkawDhnWUYv0zlHpSsPb/s1600/100_1043.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNZZao17nyvQndl4ZvLcubQjpaPJu7AxGzVlEdx7ORJpP67XP-0ZeJVxYW-1ZyKHKYBI8LwPIskUZIypHwnBHRgCpcElC_nHIgy4W5IYIk67wJxKyrZku1p6EQQkawDhnWUYv0zlHpSsPb/s320/100_1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556620325291989842" border="0" /></a><br />To start out this year's Christmas festivities, Casey and I decided to venture out and take Cru to see the Elves at Gardner Village before it got too cold. Of course as soon as I got Cru out of his car seat and started walking it started down pouring. Cru was a trooper though, we were still able to get some pictures and spot a few elves. Christmas is SO much better with little ones!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmsMhlbGyD0Rx42jvKKXa49hoqK4Q2khWZ7iBHUMRQX12BnwTw2GhnxZOnZL0GwXVKy8faz0d9v2sFLq-oj_3tmLwy-2858k55aWIvwCR3pUuzk4WJ6mzCw6gvYJzHVycdVosLriNNZ_w/s1600/100_1047.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmsMhlbGyD0Rx42jvKKXa49hoqK4Q2khWZ7iBHUMRQX12BnwTw2GhnxZOnZL0GwXVKy8faz0d9v2sFLq-oj_3tmLwy-2858k55aWIvwCR3pUuzk4WJ6mzCw6gvYJzHVycdVosLriNNZ_w/s320/100_1047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556620327688985250" border="0" /></a>Rachelle http://www.blogger.com/profile/04491967346033670689noreply@blogger.com1