tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50358487907047464402024-02-21T23:49:09.568-08:00Dave and CarlyThe Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-7207272547986209062010-03-30T15:27:00.000-07:002010-03-30T15:34:13.182-07:00Recent conversationsAddie was practicing her letters and Dave was asking her what words and names started with "D". Then she said "My name has a D."<br />Dave: "Yeah, your name has 2 Ds in it."<br />Addie (in a very offended voice): "My name doesn't have tooties in it!"<br /><br />When Addie was potty training we really struggled with getting her to poop in the potty. Some kids will hold it forever and make themselves sick. Not Addie. She would just go in her panties. So whenever I would smell anything I would ask "Do you need to go poo poo or just gas." She would usually answer "just gas". So the other day Dave was explaining how the car works and he said it runs on gas and she literally laughed about it for 5 minutes.<br /><br />Addie was coming down the stairs.<br />Addie: "Look, mom, I'm missing steps."<br />Mom: "Oh, yeah, you're skipping steps. That's pretty tricky."<br />Addie: "Pretty familiar, too."Carlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02322673024871914604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-68508804617305564922010-01-26T14:38:00.000-08:002010-01-26T14:49:51.495-08:00Ben Weeks 1-3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW8hfmzoll1Nd6nLcUTHoL7MZJOCCnTCPRsUQGtPCvqlRTFchnhG0AGAOBMcjxvJ7AobLdykjmiDew2P2UVxlwWSJRjDE1LDtyq2YUTIaQz2DhscX6Yzpg_QYqn7zAZPxmgZ7xU-f6hU/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimW8hfmzoll1Nd6nLcUTHoL7MZJOCCnTCPRsUQGtPCvqlRTFchnhG0AGAOBMcjxvJ7AobLdykjmiDew2P2UVxlwWSJRjDE1LDtyq2YUTIaQz2DhscX6Yzpg_QYqn7zAZPxmgZ7xU-f6hU/s320/January+26,+2010+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182878532516466" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Thank you so much, mom, for coming to help me! We all loved having you here and miss you!</span></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VAH7jlEi19Klc_6mzyNkbq1MJut7xRDiky53qcLooEnMzxR5E4LHie6BUUDWHCAzi02r1ceuQnJkJmuWKbO15CN6EhFyBq6DTUFwQmteY3XCsJxXZ0FouGxEe9mqWgRypwLbZU9LQ68/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+028.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3VAH7jlEi19Klc_6mzyNkbq1MJut7xRDiky53qcLooEnMzxR5E4LHie6BUUDWHCAzi02r1ceuQnJkJmuWKbO15CN6EhFyBq6DTUFwQmteY3XCsJxXZ0FouGxEe9mqWgRypwLbZU9LQ68/s320/January+26,+2010+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182436066630354" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCX42zyAapdDdn9eZ60zQFiNwjZe_T3zcJeTSCZ_2H_nHPTEn1mCxsHosGCbHwkG2ylJQQ503SzfDaWKZJ5Jfy8tLQPZu5CFFuJnIbNHf5Lch1bgH9ksveugd5bFwS6Vq17O9nEGyEDA/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCCX42zyAapdDdn9eZ60zQFiNwjZe_T3zcJeTSCZ_2H_nHPTEn1mCxsHosGCbHwkG2ylJQQ503SzfDaWKZJ5Jfy8tLQPZu5CFFuJnIbNHf5Lch1bgH9ksveugd5bFwS6Vq17O9nEGyEDA/s320/January+26,+2010+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182426821847938" border="0" /></a>Good Big Sister<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-yix_savFTATX1-yYScaQ7bKUtqBE3m2jeef86cgk5gu1aSMnCfeDpN5fH7DuvLZHr8gnS40E_nxWVOZoPFz28B4MPlNoRc7Aqt28fvyjMEpmTZ6emZS3RTyDR5B49GhsuP9UOmCzNFE/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-yix_savFTATX1-yYScaQ7bKUtqBE3m2jeef86cgk5gu1aSMnCfeDpN5fH7DuvLZHr8gnS40E_nxWVOZoPFz28B4MPlNoRc7Aqt28fvyjMEpmTZ6emZS3RTyDR5B49GhsuP9UOmCzNFE/s320/January+26,+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182422823361282" border="0" /></a>She just gets a little distracted by the camera...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic-U3wlY1vO2AYsK6hsqC5L4pfMIYPjCOQJQ9wI5LQ1N-zC342NaiU7EcAF8iOwppKnk8B4UKxZdCqP8Ue9TwWuiJk7quztZHHWFPk4M6ztQ8m6ewD7nY_ApwRdF0z4MZbiDqk5ed9-Uo/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic-U3wlY1vO2AYsK6hsqC5L4pfMIYPjCOQJQ9wI5LQ1N-zC342NaiU7EcAF8iOwppKnk8B4UKxZdCqP8Ue9TwWuiJk7quztZHHWFPk4M6ztQ8m6ewD7nY_ApwRdF0z4MZbiDqk5ed9-Uo/s320/January+26,+2010+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182418581651906" border="0" /></a>My skinny little boy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgclZ6PZmNdZJJPQXkEg3vqGCa7z4OnSeDqK8Hw4qXsgqrTrC6t5Zqal2MZBnD2wvR18KISmGQC-2YVduAUwMWc4aXS52zqkc_u0cxi5CaBo50pUhseL3-LgiCqVeeLO9BuWd7L4cpwftE/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgclZ6PZmNdZJJPQXkEg3vqGCa7z4OnSeDqK8Hw4qXsgqrTrC6t5Zqal2MZBnD2wvR18KISmGQC-2YVduAUwMWc4aXS52zqkc_u0cxi5CaBo50pUhseL3-LgiCqVeeLO9BuWd7L4cpwftE/s320/January+26,+2010+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182143337311170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7L65Sr2fAHlCx0K_cmfiLvXYqS8vAFBni5jXRXor0yy2ntqD8U-8bnPiVYJAxCDSsAE6gtL6LZ_S083pehiBTpc7PjUgp4DHDVQo0eaZyyCSEQcFBTEZMM3yXtqhpL6kx69ydVIJfenE/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7L65Sr2fAHlCx0K_cmfiLvXYqS8vAFBni5jXRXor0yy2ntqD8U-8bnPiVYJAxCDSsAE6gtL6LZ_S083pehiBTpc7PjUgp4DHDVQo0eaZyyCSEQcFBTEZMM3yXtqhpL6kx69ydVIJfenE/s320/January+26,+2010+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182137314000002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLKQ5mcgYVgPM2HaEhawTBPdzWd-YL6qOywRer6MRCyPXgxCuJC691sSV9aHEWxRhytR32-r_Z25pMsQWirjjdZxcYgA20NtMdlinuhEcjO8w6FF4_PEnD6q3YYufeq7mHQ8r4A2ttAk/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaLKQ5mcgYVgPM2HaEhawTBPdzWd-YL6qOywRer6MRCyPXgxCuJC691sSV9aHEWxRhytR32-r_Z25pMsQWirjjdZxcYgA20NtMdlinuhEcjO8w6FF4_PEnD6q3YYufeq7mHQ8r4A2ttAk/s320/January+26,+2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182130941596466" border="0" /></a>He still sleeps almost all of the time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggwreAxQVktSBvOLzZdkp88FvzM6QbWcRhcBltVRtzl-tGfT00bslaYtRjOv-01l7wxWcdp_Zy9Eaor14NTJ9j14QA-brP6KCNPBq7bYHIAWw0dBv3uk_-A1ylnMxHIOFMMXSPw1h_2CY/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggwreAxQVktSBvOLzZdkp88FvzM6QbWcRhcBltVRtzl-tGfT00bslaYtRjOv-01l7wxWcdp_Zy9Eaor14NTJ9j14QA-brP6KCNPBq7bYHIAWw0dBv3uk_-A1ylnMxHIOFMMXSPw1h_2CY/s320/January+26,+2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182126370500706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZDf2wiJXwHynDzO8sqM8pzBY3JtgIxE75Q7TxMvZAwWMIej2MDUj7dgDmCPsT2_jOl0SulpUsDaifApyLEARivq6U033EZH2_PDr5FYXn2FE627UUgPoGQEjt07klMCMXXiX-S1tD-Y/s1600-h/January+26,+2010+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZDf2wiJXwHynDzO8sqM8pzBY3JtgIxE75Q7TxMvZAwWMIej2MDUj7dgDmCPsT2_jOl0SulpUsDaifApyLEARivq6U033EZH2_PDr5FYXn2FE627UUgPoGQEjt07klMCMXXiX-S1tD-Y/s320/January+26,+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431182120353505330" border="0" /></a>We love this new addition to our family! (Sorry about the random order and poor picture quality. Blogger won't let me move pictures and my camera's flash makes Ben close his eyes so if he's awake, I have to turn off the flash.)Carlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02322673024871914604noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-15707795732102537202010-01-09T09:29:00.000-08:002010-01-09T09:37:23.065-08:00Benjamin Peter Reese<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqFLLBuFkG1INHPs3xKdXADuFAwK8t6ZKnguCR8VwtgsKb9CbboPx5v-hS0UF9EfprlAq-Z83r7VEIL7H67cdu7_oTWqQdH5-4MyaKagOdREkk7yZMTDzW9QSghQQzxrKTc-ElFBBSZg/s1600-h/January+9,+2009+079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPqFLLBuFkG1INHPs3xKdXADuFAwK8t6ZKnguCR8VwtgsKb9CbboPx5v-hS0UF9EfprlAq-Z83r7VEIL7H67cdu7_oTWqQdH5-4MyaKagOdREkk7yZMTDzW9QSghQQzxrKTc-ElFBBSZg/s320/January+9,+2009+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424794925954028498" border="0" /></a><br />Born January 6, 2009 4:06am.<br />5lbs 15 oz<br />We are loving every moment with this sweet little boy.Carlyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02322673024871914604noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-86598705627056873002009-06-04T16:46:00.000-07:002009-06-04T18:40:49.803-07:00We Don't Get Out MuchYesterday as I was getting Addison out of the car at Costco she said this to me:<br />"I'm just so excited to go to the store. Thanks, mom. Thanks for taking me to the store." <br />She said it in such a sweet voice, too.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-7820884624743199372009-03-31T14:19:00.001-07:002009-03-31T15:00:38.976-07:00Living in the "Big House"As many of you know,we recently moved to a new house (new to us anyway). We bought a foreclosure home just 3-4 miles from our old house. During the process of buying Addison and I had to make frequent trips to the new house to meet different people who were checking or fixing things. I found it hard to explain to a 2 year old what this new place was so we started calling it the "Big House" because it is so much bigger than our old house. We moved in about 3 weeks ago and only then did it occur to me that "Big House" didn't sound right, but the name has stuck. Addie still refuses to call this our house. It's still the "Big House". And big it is, but we are hoping to grow into it someday.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRaKuLGxgSItsS4WDkY0CEhii5iBJ3aW72fN-ZAYUUbyzIjvttPNEnmdX2IuhxFLVGYepo8DnPGQG-YhUTie_zEb_R0k31ssyytLDG0QTi7uWkqQCxvVcudrB1wqr2uhg-lBqYFFYcodA/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319470175794396690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRaKuLGxgSItsS4WDkY0CEhii5iBJ3aW72fN-ZAYUUbyzIjvttPNEnmdX2IuhxFLVGYepo8DnPGQG-YhUTie_zEb_R0k31ssyytLDG0QTi7uWkqQCxvVcudrB1wqr2uhg-lBqYFFYcodA/s400/March+30,+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1OsLXtq8b-Zth6fhNCVkz5aMMqDeJcAf8gzt2dKEuV6FzNv-EnaVw3BPGCOAXC5JGp2d4VNFt568At18l_dA6ZLZb-vhx6T0WzvhdRCMb33omshYFpXPqww4otc65uvzDds-BtzUe47I/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+016.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319470172020034610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1OsLXtq8b-Zth6fhNCVkz5aMMqDeJcAf8gzt2dKEuV6FzNv-EnaVw3BPGCOAXC5JGp2d4VNFt568At18l_dA6ZLZb-vhx6T0WzvhdRCMb33omshYFpXPqww4otc65uvzDds-BtzUe47I/s400/March+30,+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /></a> Family Room<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kVZxTyHLKv2M9EaBBty-Q9tQA4Wb7gktH4GL3h8V-DqL1dt1C5y9R75NR0CTITabf1c6po-Dg1wgQ17B_IhMIZH41Xmpf-FEwiM5ebfT0WOsc02IqluSFI1aSQ0Nu5FxHpvtqBiP-xc/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319470170601918482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kVZxTyHLKv2M9EaBBty-Q9tQA4Wb7gktH4GL3h8V-DqL1dt1C5y9R75NR0CTITabf1c6po-Dg1wgQ17B_IhMIZH41Xmpf-FEwiM5ebfT0WOsc02IqluSFI1aSQ0Nu5FxHpvtqBiP-xc/s400/March+30,+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Family Room from Kitchen<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha38SMYTl0X96ZB1GfvIT3wVEBy_7400ZthrzGh66TX43XvDYNLehQleK-s10YAb9L9w6Z5fqUgDgaotzwageaL08DXRdJ31pLiGssZU8WrPPMeRSCitjyx0kzjdImcfgzmxqrAuEi0yw/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319470170395623186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha38SMYTl0X96ZB1GfvIT3wVEBy_7400ZthrzGh66TX43XvDYNLehQleK-s10YAb9L9w6Z5fqUgDgaotzwageaL08DXRdJ31pLiGssZU8WrPPMeRSCitjyx0kzjdImcfgzmxqrAuEi0yw/s400/March+30,+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Master Bedroom<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuictBuTrFO-Ls2-8U583fk8zJLg4oju9qtlI3lAlGIZbfDL2VWN2zrmF7hYjz3oH5dpfPeafGZds-hP-T424jU9RNpH1lS1iSkaJGv6XT4JzIMCxzjwm1LB-nobf3S8-QMnOOjQ3X900/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319470162536333410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuictBuTrFO-Ls2-8U583fk8zJLg4oju9qtlI3lAlGIZbfDL2VWN2zrmF7hYjz3oH5dpfPeafGZds-hP-T424jU9RNpH1lS1iSkaJGv6XT4JzIMCxzjwm1LB-nobf3S8-QMnOOjQ3X900/s400/March+30,+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Empty Formal Dining Room<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbVJ0Nivhdip_Ok8-4XlYH_qKD9Bk3XNG9e40lCoRttweSw2PasBPuVdpQh66-ehkFOp76AXcCko35h7geqS2y6sTFr7eZ2Xhy5UvQ1vxrsam8tUAGwvxoyxGmRYfYt6dDwlPQxkdJhw/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469793716843970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBbVJ0Nivhdip_Ok8-4XlYH_qKD9Bk3XNG9e40lCoRttweSw2PasBPuVdpQh66-ehkFOp76AXcCko35h7geqS2y6sTFr7eZ2Xhy5UvQ1vxrsam8tUAGwvxoyxGmRYfYt6dDwlPQxkdJhw/s400/March+30,+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Empty Formal Living Room (someday this room will have a loveseat and piano)</div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQT1D44EOl7sQIuCoSGAHulrUX3VQbqCyqzte3YCc9kfzRl2_iCTY8YUdUTAYxSjm94jwnA_49WcnrsDzq2xFO09wX-IOFcv_RDQmztKuh67HPyM3e94IjcUE8aEYUBN48fH4oydtweU8/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469789416300114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQT1D44EOl7sQIuCoSGAHulrUX3VQbqCyqzte3YCc9kfzRl2_iCTY8YUdUTAYxSjm94jwnA_49WcnrsDzq2xFO09wX-IOFcv_RDQmztKuh67HPyM3e94IjcUE8aEYUBN48fH4oydtweU8/s400/March+30,+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Empty Loft area</div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRAKjHRIxJjTq5n0_XAHUPjsPmdFwHxhto1AC6OV9r9al3bincTUt8uMTp2VxvJImDionzW7uXOoyFdopFGZlhiWBiRwKTdm64rYOSTM-Ki4zRv4N9kq5hyphenhyphenT_NCUQf0ZQx1JxKG7rEWJA/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469787832975458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRAKjHRIxJjTq5n0_XAHUPjsPmdFwHxhto1AC6OV9r9al3bincTUt8uMTp2VxvJImDionzW7uXOoyFdopFGZlhiWBiRwKTdm64rYOSTM-Ki4zRv4N9kq5hyphenhyphenT_NCUQf0ZQx1JxKG7rEWJA/s400/March+30,+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>Another view of the loft</div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoDT6yAY14wJd7VMi18vQW8k6kHDiRLR34RNujkIHXU1lZyysxjcPT7JagwWfDPVbuKsjVhx_rpHZNr08EL1jQVezUomrpFmEzyTwkgbFmoBwXlsk15mg_B3T-QekTpG0f6JurfRX12A/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469786542573394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGoDT6yAY14wJd7VMi18vQW8k6kHDiRLR34RNujkIHXU1lZyysxjcPT7JagwWfDPVbuKsjVhx_rpHZNr08EL1jQVezUomrpFmEzyTwkgbFmoBwXlsk15mg_B3T-QekTpG0f6JurfRX12A/s400/March+30,+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div>My favorite room of the house, the big empty bonus room or "game room" as we call it.</div><div><br /> </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggFEuBySSohR575AoKu9fK31lFGJCSxp1wcHtXeNHK9AsFexji2LZSWyI2whZAGStrE9_sprtu1U24p7RXT5koswulHiibYYKlbi05jJvKxbuLBos8C3X3nMWFRD2bJJbvyquPgaOeV8Q/s1600-h/March+30,+2009+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319469783958255186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggFEuBySSohR575AoKu9fK31lFGJCSxp1wcHtXeNHK9AsFexji2LZSWyI2whZAGStrE9_sprtu1U24p7RXT5koswulHiibYYKlbi05jJvKxbuLBos8C3X3nMWFRD2bJJbvyquPgaOeV8Q/s400/March+30,+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /></a> Did you see a trend there at the end? A lot of empty rooms. I'm sure it will be that way for a while. But we are enjoying our new house and neighborhood, but miss our old friends. But we're not far away...</div><div>I know I didn't post a picture of my kitchen, but it would have taken too much effort to get it straightened enough to take a picture. I decided I had put off posting about the house long enough and we'd have to do without a picture of my kitchen.<br /></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-84350259278168663652009-03-17T11:47:00.001-07:002009-03-17T13:50:54.865-07:00EncouragementI overheard this conversation this morning between Addie and her favorite stuffed animal "white doggie" or "doggie". <br />"Moo, moo."<br />"Doggies don't say moo, doggie, doggies say woof."<br />"Say "moo" doggie. "Moo". <br />"Good job, doggie, good job."<br />Then she turned to her blanket.<br />"Say baa, blanket, say baa."<br />"Baa"<br />"Good job blanket. I'm so proud of you."<br />Not only does my child talk to her blanket, but she thinks it talks back to her and makes her very proud. What a funny girl.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-57527447146745572222008-12-31T14:58:00.000-08:002009-01-07T20:08:05.431-08:00Our Trip to UtahWe were lucky enough to be able to go to Utah for Christmas this year. My mom had a little party with all my sisters and I and our families the day after we arrived. We also had family pictures taken, but I haven't received them yet. I'll post some when I get them.<br /><br />Here are Jessica, Mark, Frank and my dad anxiously awaiting the re-enactment of the Nativity.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRbmODljgr_J8V4CCffonW_wDWuWuUZ7zPSPR21b-bO_MTuO7rGJwxuAlZx4chqTVZ9RyYtUbzu7q9_SRv3exxdyLik-FZY293wzmsfsva_RA2XjRajXmEpJ5G_YaDSb_NRlqsjF5-wiI/s1600-h/December+31,+2008+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093402690452466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRbmODljgr_J8V4CCffonW_wDWuWuUZ7zPSPR21b-bO_MTuO7rGJwxuAlZx4chqTVZ9RyYtUbzu7q9_SRv3exxdyLik-FZY293wzmsfsva_RA2XjRajXmEpJ5G_YaDSb_NRlqsjF5-wiI/s320/December+31,+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />The whole crew...Addie and Ladd decided not to particpate and my brother-in-law Doug begged to be Joseph, so the numbers worked out perfectly.</div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnngd3zlq4U4bn3Tq-NwzXA4Enp_vserLiczHgTuFEbO66h6c2y2K5XuJbur1rrIOrV0COvRUPUM6-tOyYwR9lu5pa1cMWuC5cuiXbAKg4T9ol5C1odTCELtpe9wiK3YlUOXnerAcVmKI/s1600-h/December+31,+2008+006.jpg"></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093405800277138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcpZ9yKGzyrNl_BvOoykPmOF_7VDBdLhvnYHrd6gsasb1jTFIpNHbrXfM4obGeHGWShjcMd1M4_4WwK_Oey7UwQ2xRaH2pou7WPFXgS0QGQQ3NRmR4CSxnX4MJx5GD3oK1OCwPRu05nIw/s320/December+31,+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /> </div><div>Then we sang some carols.</div><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093406676714370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3lQ9YGYnxHBU2Mpj_6yKD9MQ_Oi1WkTDQEUyYkcvyIOX_MNyreLbF5OAuO2ltKov_09GzPtUaMY6H521cHJ4nXwlUM3RuoDlS55kujJ4eKZSPeSa_rNGxFOpEDX2s_ZW8WLPwnkaFzz4/s320/December+31,+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /> </div><br /><div>After a few days with my parents we drove down to Spanish Fork to see Dave's parents. Grandma and Grandpa took Addie to Build-A-Bear!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286093410993096434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5p0ualMwCB4G2YtwovH07WD7vr6yMWWsGgYtchFgL2ZYFbxsTceoDdf3MLzmtArhnUaFKjN-xNzluWfIm511mgU51VveKeV_eJOw1nXoZ1k8-J8zbARS5f8SD0hJNpJpxRd25EcqVcmc/s320/December+31,+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286094404483675698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgegHOmz4XC9hD4hfnmAmadcjw_x7HOhkFA6Q1gZpE4wMbBe9eChFSXdA6v7LQLsGROpmGlaQG-tRo_tjjiMO95lJToUF4q0v1xHOLVxiuVE7WxX7ihH6USdVJF-vfkBDNXUT-3KfT4lRU/s320/December+31,+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286094408251190162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJLsoA5GEgY8Y246rlgPLFFdDQi1iWcb9ydNYN6aU_bmVh5DLtWE3ieIrxmFzl_rTeBekvNO0AdPzQfUIC6bctibHsRsfydEwhfCwVYtsjDghMFrS6geEzXplkAjpHkdMNqjRBzjMhk3I/s320/December+31,+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div></div><div>She had a blast playing in the snow. Thank goodness for older cousins who had warm snow clothes for her to borrow.</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286094407331261970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHgwqhbZEcFPpSP3h3glmDVGTWo6wbIFKUIqO70V9BvTnH4g2y-5bxFxaRLb27rwWBxGykB20xDmt7bmWpPeHxoNTCSBXBPGIDJYdCZYLpkpX7XxsThZcm-QuXmprQQFA7YGSQTRU1KE/s320/December+31,+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286094414304523298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiicR0BATiXBcHxoJSTWf0lq5m9ag7vf6chExfM3NxmmdkBLiv4B1hoHmJzosU6HAGz5XydOMpyH6NdDwxQ0_wo5SdKt1sccHUMt8fumdYXbRnADZoGiLtkn18k_kH-PcDWkgGozUnCXC0/s320/December+31,+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /> Who needs a hill when Grandpa will push us down the driveway?<br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286094414860119170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwAuXU0v3DaHc2LBo_c7JyLKYwpMSkHuja7TA6S-W1ZtcG8vJTpka-pEPdpOmJOna8qoQ_NVDqvmUjqJ44KunBacFsGgD7Z72FzR6Liz9xw9YV0rJmeX9fCgmR90sWtXsmiow0dyau9ws/s320/December+31,+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286095649521543442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJkfklKxqxB0-hR5JTztFj5cJl8xNCh_gY3CWcIMLU8-mVFpOLbQqOj1-57Ykdy1S4Q_7_YMqQ1u9V3pJPw8ITpUVOqOu3Pj7mASDOJBRFOYg4khuBwbyn1sNSO07mHPA4RXC6TFfXKY/s320/December+31,+2008+029.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Christmas Morning</span></strong></p><br /><p>All of Dave's siblings were somewhere else this year, so it was just us with his parents and Mimi. It was quiet, but really nice. Addison was spoiled by Grandma and Grandpa.</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286095648262774226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_zwGs4wIoKxbnT5k2zRPG7OGUPL5981T7qS8RsnUWimcjG2ulyt3VBLzpzYzeVcc4c3wfeyHWMh5DlkgGOteCfTGd6Ri-FA_OH41rL5gLgep9SZ5ZJGSG8R9_EQeXh0RsgNHXLI0MUM/s320/December+31,+2008+034.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p>Dave and I <em>are</em> her parents, so she <em>will</em> have to learn to save and budget money. You can never learn too early. She got her first piggy bank.</p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286095656951521266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI5jBtHOGYtexdT7vcsL4f6_axFqsh-IiiQnqHG-b-yMnNTOBnzn3cL9WYqiGcvCrBLXQL_NjeVOhJp9lqVty0Aoe4U5H3jd72qLMUJOMKjCVeVPEbVEMM9Pyp-7jy_oW3l__eInvK3KE/s320/December+31,+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286095662814819906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLDLGbPkp3lNc3x0mGuEeDUMylvg2QbbC9dxJvRLJhmkdGweOJlBtlouvSK3vvjjP-tKV52CWYqAkyY9IP30_GiIJdDvxCl7fW3Ug79mUeMqU2KRcg2Xeag2Bz5eMQ79-w1w8cwspHOow/s320/December+31,+2008+043.jpg" border="0" /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286095666350583954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3GOiS7DhjlKEkwPwGHDSueBG4V79_7BoBlsFcWinpHTGbkUaXmQlyURS0IePa0lk_5bvPlmgbOdM6nl-eq3S5cXGXRFsLgHUKZh757TOJVLCHK2M07kLO9ntZAsrQYc7a8Gx871ZuIdQ/s320/December+31,+2008+046.jpg" border="0" /></p></div><br /><p align="center">Four Generations</p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288766149986726850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdAe9m72UgdzO8UqMDAGJtpnRK0soGBsUgekCDNyHdBDvOMMd3YVFocdPg-9zVeSYG1O4t7dRz6JxfPLJJr3V-03CJJQywLJsVj56pR_CjsgRBtm5S99AuiAzi8XbagLpT729tRmB_9i8/s320/December+31,+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></p><p>Later Christmas Day we drove to my sister Rachel's house in Heber for some snowmobiling. It turned out to be a really stormy day and super cold, so no one wanted to even go outside. We ended up staying in and eating soup. The guys played Dance Dance Revolution and I'm proud to report that Dave's clogging lessons at Rick's College paid off. He had the high score. We also played Celestial Mates with all the couples, which was more fun than I expected. I'm so glad I got to see my family a little bit more before we had to go home. I apparently am too relaxed and busy talking when with my family because I took almost no pictures with them.</p><p>Addison playing the Wii (but not really). She had so much fun with Savannah. She kept talking about her for at least a week after we got back.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288763233270793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XVt_SIBOJ-cZephF8_QDs_YNmH9PFKSketNhO2PWosjI5wi5g6qOHsWnXfbj7JAKWai1yLQt60DurBzxxBgaqTa5Gj9k2JDkvLzi97WfHBGtBPyCqap8PosEVcfrXbnnslDZQaWKtf8/s320/December+31,+2008+056.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Grandma and Grandpa reading to Addie our last night in Utah.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288763237316467442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGutjk6MsrAJ7QVKt8UJj0fUqctgM1QwOGLXqgKMpgktQcrfwuuV_7nJGm4cbMV-fpM4v6CNnQy0lseqQEEqUUYAihB5CGokthWjzA7fAIIUxnMCHZ0fYJtVQnfqQ5khQ6RBkV9P9__c/s320/December+31,+2008+058.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>So that was our trip. I threw in this last picture because I've been pretty impressed with how good Addison has been at playing by herself since we've been back. Maybe she's finally learning to play on her own a bit. I found her like this a few days ago. I think she was telling her animals stories, probably about our trip.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288763245685396738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn6hyphenhyphenmWBhpSs12heOOXcNYyjwzomSkH3CZ_6QrsE-olFCx9V32SudqDGcn3Lp1xlCuxNQCk48Uiat9okUEwK9_je-5OIMv1GcONAYN3STDHmvljrjGPuQeGT6grL6WN4fEpmAQ2E2ivvM/s320/December+31,+2008+060.jpg" border="0" /></p>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-49506509835572412922008-12-31T14:22:00.000-08:002008-12-31T14:50:57.490-08:00December at a Glance<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Christmas has come and gone and there is a ton of stuff (mostly pictures) I never blogged about. It's been a bit of a crazy month and after today, it's over.</span><strong> </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> Fun with Friends<br /></div></span></strong><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieJ5HoT13NN-4WayRK5XFYLN3VZbT7Yn7aVS-oXq06M9luxwBNgm1oss6ZSy1BEurVQqB9C7rRpE1mGUN5Ep9FgKtBiIE0ePEW0qP6iP_VqRGO-FfEZQyTLGPS9_NYAdf3i0Ng90ByjLI/s1600-h/December+16,+2008+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286084731549728322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieJ5HoT13NN-4WayRK5XFYLN3VZbT7Yn7aVS-oXq06M9luxwBNgm1oss6ZSy1BEurVQqB9C7rRpE1mGUN5Ep9FgKtBiIE0ePEW0qP6iP_VqRGO-FfEZQyTLGPS9_NYAdf3i0Ng90ByjLI/s320/December+16,+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong><br />Loving the New Christmas Tree (thanks Mom and Dad)<br /><br /></strong></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYiSX0XtW_A3Zisd0vC1LGU4O0aVjMziK-y17jC8z5gGgDvJjCeJlBM6vsZOx3kHE8oUiHKFyVXCrQ7Qxi5U6bO1YQKp4SdCZ6fnkBCa6ZVoa8aprqJMkPKDKERkbFa4TzN_i4LvY1ic/s1600-h/December+16,+2008+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286084726608662962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYiSX0XtW_A3Zisd0vC1LGU4O0aVjMziK-y17jC8z5gGgDvJjCeJlBM6vsZOx3kHE8oUiHKFyVXCrQ7Qxi5U6bO1YQKp4SdCZ6fnkBCa6ZVoa8aprqJMkPKDKERkbFa4TzN_i4LvY1ic/s320/December+16,+2008+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong><br />Ward Christmas Party:</strong></span></div><div> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dave dancing while wearing a sombrero with the rest of the bishopric.<br /><br /></span></strong></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEize049Z-H59YUUb9BTb9hxv51PSUEriqmxr8r8hPeXO6mKSBhhnmsN7ncGTkerLcgdwYznA_vVFy_XGtotHJotSkJLJR0822Rt8aKUbsEoww09Hf_sgW1Z4iu_Z9wdCVGrfwRtUcXQj7g/s1600-h/P1011583.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286084723802622546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEize049Z-H59YUUb9BTb9hxv51PSUEriqmxr8r8hPeXO6mKSBhhnmsN7ncGTkerLcgdwYznA_vVFy_XGtotHJotSkJLJR0822Rt8aKUbsEoww09Hf_sgW1Z4iu_Z9wdCVGrfwRtUcXQj7g/s320/P1011583.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Who is this guy??<br /></strong></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286084712959518466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Dzk_eE_F7WTb8cvwCso22vtnrJsZMTiwdVoU9vprnt_vN4RqG-XtnEQCEm1lei1Nq6jjWmcDbjFD7l-X7NHnMLiu00YFZaTLZ0EOWbll82zV_GMSLz_U3ooREYw6uqEJMaRiwvczro0/s320/P1011590.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I guess I can tolerate this, as long as there's candy involved.</strong></span></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286084720995832450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHK4UZrdMkpv-Fh4M7Qj8BHdvFIRdA6V-kbwh-O9HX01urAFX7UXBYb4C9SiUr_ygkoYNik9enMHuVxK1tSJ8HyipEf_rsHvKyKQVhbxZ1fedK2jy1BfS0LXqLHNbIsXP54AiDtDqdPRo/s320/P1011591.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Addie's Christmas Dress</strong></span></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087661253600770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihd_N3vQWv4v5XyNsoG3OL3l9OeeRgXKrcM8_qmw8c5CqeQ3tC25PI1n76dB05-W0lA4reWE-hdzpnb7QNnyyKShBpGezfTe50hb3GZ5fndz3ztUbztvX0RyM6Bni50uHdqixqf1FhiVs/s320/December+16,+2008+020.jpg" border="0" /></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Mom wanted a picture without the beloved blanket...</strong><br /></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087658970944610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCKIKFcF_vUJk-mi2Rl9g4Lx5yk38XsOCY2t8PFg3u762tolPa7MicMZqGvHoHLdo9rRaqWu0lF4Z6bF4yJUxvoZN757qEQVWNBsb-t-AmLu4WGl_03lnvZCqi8n5IPxGZVTxjc1FGxg/s320/December+16,+2008+023.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087663284604050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgISLc2sjb1oGrrh_B1zOMdQ_YVws9tyNDgej6CkCUtSO2uKZzNok9NAtQer_JWKmKrb4hdsJl6DEOSaUwT37GzF42JdoCS3PvIEzWBFsbSWPQa5ZTz5KmwAZmNoWuddw_JzrRztBqC2U0/s320/December+16,+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087668899781042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeKorUTaiy8lC37JXPK9CTIoRExZP12OvCwbVcq5eywuLvefZf8AxlbmLwawpwWaHguEuNzQSDDxD_b7PXJ9bfZY9_pN1urTHC_rNtFirW8_eDPR_7ms9whFOzPJALAoms9tbeIv2Ny4/s320/December+16,+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>She finally got over it.<br /><br /></strong></span><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286087669479210706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMYvjT7LJG7etp2ZWMC08R4mZlVlfnjP3mjs-cl1NHuDq_Jhe8hwHXHHJvY2uCX5ouKK3aaU-UJAWWKDgDX3v6teprF3cwe-hoYbzX2U048l_TpwuP3lbU33VdgINSiQKxX3bDHZmnYsg/s320/December+16,+2008+030.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-51093040054458963712008-11-17T13:53:00.000-08:002008-11-18T12:35:10.456-08:00Roomies!!Dave and I had our old roommates (who are now married) come for a visit. We were lucky enough that Eric had a 2 week conference here in town or I don't know if we would ever have gotten them here. Last time they came it was July...enough said. We had such a good time with them.<br /><br />We took a day trip to the Grand Canyon, which turned out to be a really long day with lots of driving, but it was fun. Though I've seen it many times, it never ceases to amaze me. On the way we played name that tune/artist while the kids screamed in the back seat. Good times!<br /><br />When we arrived we had a little picnic lunch and then went to the Grand Canyon Village to see some views.<br /><br />This is our friends on the shuttle bus to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">trailhead</span>. Matthew was a little cold.<br /><br /><br /><div><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkOxjdPKs0t97hZvxoW1l1dXFJxW1nLFkCtw6zuVPG63F2Y6755Dte2RjM1DnHocF2iKfnr2bjnGuBEtEJ3Y-Dx8_5N6cKTNPJo34s53DH7kNuTqQy6LMOhU9ikHudafJzqF8ui84KsvM/s1600-h/November+12,+2008+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748472217185122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkOxjdPKs0t97hZvxoW1l1dXFJxW1nLFkCtw6zuVPG63F2Y6755Dte2RjM1DnHocF2iKfnr2bjnGuBEtEJ3Y-Dx8_5N6cKTNPJo34s53DH7kNuTqQy6LMOhU9ikHudafJzqF8ui84KsvM/s320/November+12,+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> Good thing we have strong husbands to carry the kids! The kids did great on the hike.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNJrsH04Nvyx35HyJuWqKONTiT9m0PY2v27SgFG_O-VZ8e5sxOuEsw9ZMB3367Dv3lcrCiph0vEM-iqrssTNVNBfksZWo9nMQnu2P1jStkuGcsyFCJ8TIAwUiPXZPjcW2uQzR7O1WxBps/s1600-h/November+12,+2008+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748463359711042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNJrsH04Nvyx35HyJuWqKONTiT9m0PY2v27SgFG_O-VZ8e5sxOuEsw9ZMB3367Dv3lcrCiph0vEM-iqrssTNVNBfksZWo9nMQnu2P1jStkuGcsyFCJ8TIAwUiPXZPjcW2uQzR7O1WxBps/s320/November+12,+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> We hiked down about 1.5 miles then stopped for a break before heading back up. Where is our child you ask when this photo was being taken?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748479505340194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbyXs2D9eEtg2VsA_quA_7JCEF0cJZYHvcIzUXcmBddxxMPgsX9OaR-SfZrfxzI75zSem_l1DK_a3M4xyM8L7NCaCzpYdxg2akIgII8Bjaw5HM0xt4kvgtdlMOyAzZEsCi8jj2ftmur7w/s320/November+12,+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><div>Playing in the dirt of course. She couldn't be bothered with a good photo opportunity.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748477801443202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNaaOi_pvmwAXzpfp4v4Z_Tamfe2jpps7NLJcP5ZeYNfwFhvb5vMR2vUhkzRgLWXfijPTS_b3JiaaoP-tKgEm5fav5Sh0gyITpCLKF5cE2pjAzDmm3rVTMPh4Zw1aC85gsfLxyIqAT9Rc/s320/November+12,+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /><br />The next day was spent at the park and then in playing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pinochle</span>. Dave and I learned how to play this game when we went to Oregon with Eric and Jen last March. Jen and I were wary to play again because it wasn't a fun experience (we always play boys vs. girls in any game we play). But we decided our luck had to turn eventually. Just for the record, we won 2 games out of 3 this time! We are the champs. (And I have it recorded so there will be no mistake about it next time we get together.) </div><br /><div>Eric had to leave for his conference the next day, but Jen stayed for another couple of days which we spent shopping and just spending time together. I love this girl, and her little boy. <em>He</em> couldn't get enough of this giant teddy bear. It was adorable.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748620696266354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTgVRW3omXpFzkXgVI0bF36UwfbKdLRqu3nvhu2c0Jy1gmFjMDdmcucoFZWT6RHgm2m2YAnRQQJwJbrDZNAkVFJbGmywBWi6-vBDvW7ozaSGvO_yu9zN84BrlmTJqjjcL69ITr_q3yXwg/s320/November+12,+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269748479017010962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJw_wyPlDNHlhWJe99GIVjBiSPbIK5q0OAWrlbe-WF5uIxri4a_VJIsqLMWm8yo-7VOMYg5r5YqF1HGIOxp7q7dMvSMKAYXI88BzIdzDM5CvpHy23YrxmHrM21248GQmHD5SoHkPSQIo/s320/November+12,+2008+012.jpg" border="0" />Thanks so much for coming to visit! We had a great time. And thanks, Dave, for putting up with the girl time. We had a lot of catching up to do.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-79214150804761807642008-11-02T15:26:00.000-08:002008-11-03T13:56:59.315-08:00Trunk-or-TreatAddison was Pocahontas for Halloween this year. We started the tradition a few years ago to have Navajo Tacos and carmel apples on Halloween. This year our ward Trunk-or-Treat was on Halloween night so it was a bit of a rush to do both, but we still had a good time.<br />Getting Addie to pose for a picture was a little rough, so this is what I got. The second two were done by a couple in our ward who had set up a photo booth at the Trunk-or-Treat. Addison thought the pumpkins were her friends to take home.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7DF672UdxKM48kjxnCdXHgrgPHt2ABjcOoHybIwBg257PKfhDrfM3RZyH6mNwRNq2AY0iFqYzB19jyWj0MMcuUNAdIYEpzk-sNsILjKYqca9SI4_m6dEDcy1tH0hoAo02d2ugclhZKgo/s1600-h/November+2,+2008+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264541687559910674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7DF672UdxKM48kjxnCdXHgrgPHt2ABjcOoHybIwBg257PKfhDrfM3RZyH6mNwRNq2AY0iFqYzB19jyWj0MMcuUNAdIYEpzk-sNsILjKYqca9SI4_m6dEDcy1tH0hoAo02d2ugclhZKgo/s320/November+2,+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7rr-L0XA06SE9fy4l4cqw98FHF-YPtvrD6NFNkf0uEXjGz8hq-UJW7Bop1Y_MSHEXx2SW7_znYY739K1Y6VV6bmSFDONwY28YuafTLMl-rMxuf-VNEqg2xM9YTDXT413S8N1mjgzrdxw/s1600-h/November+2,+2008+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532655867432114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7rr-L0XA06SE9fy4l4cqw98FHF-YPtvrD6NFNkf0uEXjGz8hq-UJW7Bop1Y_MSHEXx2SW7_znYY739K1Y6VV6bmSFDONwY28YuafTLMl-rMxuf-VNEqg2xM9YTDXT413S8N1mjgzrdxw/s320/November+2,+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoc8pBPQnu-JvXgqAKzn8uIC5Ua3JdMfns3BDVOTQ_eIPuCpYdKAaBGAy9KmoJD51pldwyp8JYF52wRPHWdrEpZmxyWP98plwR_C8oQZzKmtyMP_HX5QLKjsNzL_-mG5Ifw-52o66yOg/s1600-h/AEED0019-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532651425368178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBoc8pBPQnu-JvXgqAKzn8uIC5Ua3JdMfns3BDVOTQ_eIPuCpYdKAaBGAy9KmoJD51pldwyp8JYF52wRPHWdrEpZmxyWP98plwR_C8oQZzKmtyMP_HX5QLKjsNzL_-mG5Ifw-52o66yOg/s320/AEED0019-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkD-29pGct0kGAW1awX0WC8-iCZPgLNCpkZGomXyFg24bC3mssTehak-wjLJrQ1IZiuIu1R6WEN6WZqbu1hE1vcPL2vw3TNLSa5-j7bSghjotuNGnpU5kustaiiqcKjBjCLpmQzUwyTk/s1600-h/AEED0018-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264532644776231138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihkD-29pGct0kGAW1awX0WC8-iCZPgLNCpkZGomXyFg24bC3mssTehak-wjLJrQ1IZiuIu1R6WEN6WZqbu1hE1vcPL2vw3TNLSa5-j7bSghjotuNGnpU5kustaiiqcKjBjCLpmQzUwyTk/s320/AEED0018-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-4514741879032143592008-10-22T08:05:00.000-07:002008-10-23T13:53:35.165-07:00Strong as Popeye<div>Addison will now eat fresh spinach. I've been waiting for her to be able to chew lettuce or spinach because that is frequently the main vegetable in our dinners. As long as I put dressing on it, Addison now likes spinach.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259995071032349938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3dYb6Kcl8PVAyYoRi7WTKAqLUkxs2DXK06uTD8jMWDd6nWB8F2RGCC9UJ8YZNGjD8neT_1XrbvwJ18j_9qv8dpYPDtv6y3eXy1hzLY3NmtHNUzceDBg1i0UMgrKTQbGt9Jy1j6gfLs-Q/s320/October+22,+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /></div><br />It may not look like she's enjoying it, but she did ask for more.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-26094283087170951042008-10-22T07:54:00.001-07:002008-10-22T08:03:41.599-07:00Our State FairLast weekend we went to the state fair with some friends. Addison had a blast.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPZaa8RGpZQCuIg2iSPJnrx0eEZxkGdcReKfNB3eg2_UWmIVCyNV10HGVEr8NNkk5aHCONoNVoN8cEYdu4kbknRMP_vKYJpOnkNzqKLF7AhZgyrDHYWI-OGrAAXa2ao2ORHqJ03UvXE4/s1600-h/October+22,+2008+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992373812024114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPZaa8RGpZQCuIg2iSPJnrx0eEZxkGdcReKfNB3eg2_UWmIVCyNV10HGVEr8NNkk5aHCONoNVoN8cEYdu4kbknRMP_vKYJpOnkNzqKLF7AhZgyrDHYWI-OGrAAXa2ao2ORHqJ03UvXE4/s320/October+22,+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtDmxfp6SyywxGlbAFUrnKayXwQfr7RRuVkB8ocnKLmk1G7yH0RTZJSwW9IRYmDWFLycUVJvQbngbpSjnLsosLraq6diFcZyt7Jy3oV9Ops-PHbcsU_IaOZPP8RjOQVf_YWijwDlTkVW4/s1600-h/October+22,+2008+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992378172057042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtDmxfp6SyywxGlbAFUrnKayXwQfr7RRuVkB8ocnKLmk1G7yH0RTZJSwW9IRYmDWFLycUVJvQbngbpSjnLsosLraq6diFcZyt7Jy3oV9Ops-PHbcsU_IaOZPP8RjOQVf_YWijwDlTkVW4/s320/October+22,+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAth5cvwpXOPF0TAInEyh_vnetTrPPKfYNCNsb_LHNMmDx9DpszC_6kD-e8xo-bSCwDgRN5LOQLUxNXlCfAFqGd9y-rJBSs30L3sz2Rg8k8hlRo1SQh-O2iCh1wWNlf23Iclq4jfuI1zU/s1600-h/October+22,+2008+042.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992384509300786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAth5cvwpXOPF0TAInEyh_vnetTrPPKfYNCNsb_LHNMmDx9DpszC_6kD-e8xo-bSCwDgRN5LOQLUxNXlCfAFqGd9y-rJBSs30L3sz2Rg8k8hlRo1SQh-O2iCh1wWNlf23Iclq4jfuI1zU/s320/October+22,+2008+042.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmld2ygjNwKY0Uzz6a0Gnop-pUh-UBR15Nc7aalpJx8_h_5LM99iuo_T4RqK9A8Tk6Q1juh5imLaQWhVf1xkVK3Dn9HnJE9eh1G16yVYR-DTOhTSIbJUWJaFRmudgt748zXbw6j4md694/s1600-h/October+22,+2008+046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992397832080914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmld2ygjNwKY0Uzz6a0Gnop-pUh-UBR15Nc7aalpJx8_h_5LM99iuo_T4RqK9A8Tk6Q1juh5imLaQWhVf1xkVK3Dn9HnJE9eh1G16yVYR-DTOhTSIbJUWJaFRmudgt748zXbw6j4md694/s320/October+22,+2008+046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCaopaz-py9ouothHd_DFHJghD6ZPxass5X75rByU6D0ZW5S5670H9gHEUBTTFAj-TkdKICJg8w6aQnQVkNgQIKO-f7vdx3Rt4F3GvKXQ-KXZpjGuipHVxS6s7UfS8tEguIQHxkRY_Wss/s1600-h/October+22,+2008+047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992395822763314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCaopaz-py9ouothHd_DFHJghD6ZPxass5X75rByU6D0ZW5S5670H9gHEUBTTFAj-TkdKICJg8w6aQnQVkNgQIKO-f7vdx3Rt4F3GvKXQ-KXZpjGuipHVxS6s7UfS8tEguIQHxkRY_Wss/s320/October+22,+2008+047.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992855438289682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVpRxYpa74u0VqWSOQgxSGfEzTLvtAb87JRXL0Uyptg_CvBeUeyTZigHUv6UpfFIYuwY_QosXXPs7Cxh_EisMoYypI8t3Duplpt2h1uHdDZcmvz-refCFh2tjAVJ6Mb3r0aWZ7cinkaZo/s320/October+22,+2008+048.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992867290279682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6NZQosUyOcVOJb-k0XPA8WdbgYjk4RhHcDM-HJhIei_TCBd1DW-VMfpy-mGVHxajTHJfHF12N0wx2GnHBYKoSrZ-OSR9xTzlZi2lUR4oMfexTAFYRpdHxhA8-sq2i55nibklSvaKiFh4/s320/October+22,+2008+053.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259992873134100114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNumMmvwYfEjVejGtpdK4f71AeKpPolcESbvHCAi3mEgKsccyQxde6G_VM4NpkCi56wdiPtmiiD7ZMBKsywhEkDKm23HyjfcUjJA8wnt_THurYjScmpaKlJQL5zR59eAXfJG4ElwiriI8/s320/October+22,+2008+056.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div> </div></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwOQsCCGoTiMmt2jiOg8P9vzOAGSAFSDhxvBLqrKIF9fl1RGl-2J4NoEb3i8JiOTDWhcK8firX4dXIYROeJdA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-23400132185200202922008-10-09T15:35:00.000-07:002008-10-09T16:05:00.970-07:00Concert PerformanceAddison loves music and loves to sing. We gave her a little Elmo sing along toy for her birthday a few months ago which plays 10 different songs, but this one is apparently her favorite. I couldn't decide which video was better, so I decided to put them both on here for your enjoyment. She is so much fun! Sorry about the lighting on this first video. It makes it so hard to see her face, but you can imagine from her movements how much fun she's having.<br /><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw5WcuYKI58OEeUv7sRFr2Uz226QVrr8K4FjrJgPtTUAQq079jtLDW_Jd3n5GAIFLzs16irZFrTo-Fd1owJfA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p></p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzGoBJnbW_w7sx2-DaPQBkUFxIyGanBe_vLMgp7zQr7arNNwdgaZmQSLJitHvfX2xsRkZLL6IaVb5ZlLRZ0HA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-5414459025362734872008-09-20T09:52:00.000-07:002008-09-20T09:56:17.720-07:00First HaircutI'm not sure what got into me yesterday morning but I decided that I should trim Addison's hair. I didn't have Dave around to make sure that she sat still, but luckily Addison loves watching TV and sits really still when she does (this is how I get her to sit still to do her hair almost everyday). Her hair was so long, but it wasn't very even. I think if a professional looked at it she might find that it's still not even, but it looks better now, don't you think?<br /><div align="center">BEFORE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio4kHEmBr3nfH8T0Ye8G8k0YhNxN1SGb4976UN4N94CuI39o3TuWDTht98GAfGwMESl4vUND2krybYRlKmjCx2r5ZY45EecmjG3lNZBRsjRv1SYsWe61PoT6khcdURPq6Fo06akqsfWjI/s1600-h/September+20,+2008+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248147598609638418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio4kHEmBr3nfH8T0Ye8G8k0YhNxN1SGb4976UN4N94CuI39o3TuWDTht98GAfGwMESl4vUND2krybYRlKmjCx2r5ZY45EecmjG3lNZBRsjRv1SYsWe61PoT6khcdURPq6Fo06akqsfWjI/s320/September+20,+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> AFTER<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNqvBwAKcpO7xnQKP6N3jtWmbA_Q8QW2r00s6SllKUL6VdGU9Pks_hC4X8Nz5fL7xoJEEg31bPU0fST-dH4EpHZRUH2D_YxaBR6abYHrLnd9bplb9KY-LGoMIPboAYaaCWWDb3Sc4Sc8/s1600-h/September+20,+2008+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248147605528905394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmNqvBwAKcpO7xnQKP6N3jtWmbA_Q8QW2r00s6SllKUL6VdGU9Pks_hC4X8Nz5fL7xoJEEg31bPU0fST-dH4EpHZRUH2D_YxaBR6abYHrLnd9bplb9KY-LGoMIPboAYaaCWWDb3Sc4Sc8/s320/September+20,+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqOaa_u9hdnOtoN-hDNY1uOwcp9ss57ofCjsRsRaUh20pbCcemLKAz8vmi8YXnZ1WoKDVuoHxQ5OW3gnxNZStW-8jHYFMwFKJWaBvzXJ5rUCSeiJzBOHdSQeRtUMIynlQ9s-f31vvzDQ/s1600-h/September+20,+2008+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248147606304135746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinqOaa_u9hdnOtoN-hDNY1uOwcp9ss57ofCjsRsRaUh20pbCcemLKAz8vmi8YXnZ1WoKDVuoHxQ5OW3gnxNZStW-8jHYFMwFKJWaBvzXJ5rUCSeiJzBOHdSQeRtUMIynlQ9s-f31vvzDQ/s320/September+20,+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-16275145554513002162008-09-09T13:57:00.001-07:002008-09-10T18:32:24.748-07:00Magic MountainThis last weekend Dave's mom agreed to come watch Addison so Dave and I could get away by ourselves. We met our old neighbors, Ginger and Gregg in Los Angeles for a little fun. We also decided to count this as our anniversary celebration. Our anniversary was at the end of August and we were so busy so we decided to celebrate with this little trip.<br />We left on Thursday evening and drove to our hotel outside LA. On Friday morning we drove to Oxnard and spent the rest of the morning at the beach (way too cold to wear swim suits, let alone to get in) and visiting with Ginger and Gregg. Then we went to the taping of the Tonight Show with Jay Leno. We had a lot of fun seeing all that goes into taping the show. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1GGQM9s2DQRwQ2tYFD7kLBDYGoG0Pf63-Uc7Xn23kkBDPptacJHQ_dp2wxESLRDTc4qUpFo95AaFdXUFWIhyphenhyphen0f_C0b3T6Iv-jayxPH8dWwA8TA3anbYREgL8MHKu2MLaUlzsYY0zcUY/s1600-h/September+9,+2008+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244128798324175922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1GGQM9s2DQRwQ2tYFD7kLBDYGoG0Pf63-Uc7Xn23kkBDPptacJHQ_dp2wxESLRDTc4qUpFo95AaFdXUFWIhyphenhyphen0f_C0b3T6Iv-jayxPH8dWwA8TA3anbYREgL8MHKu2MLaUlzsYY0zcUY/s320/September+9,+2008+015.jpg" border="0" /></a>On Saturday we went to Magic Mountain, the main reason for the trip. I had been sick with a cold for about a week by this time but as long as I kept taking Advil, I did just fine. I'm afraid Lagoon in Utah just isn't going to cut it anymore when it comes to thrill rides. Magic Mountain has some pretty amazing ones.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRYeqoAWNbWFbZpGy5UuYXg4wCkouKMiFmx70l8JlDeWRCGRxNuDfWjnchyphenhyphenpuv_Qh6wUwudqhlOw3QvVfUZqvLRWlVnUrzAdSfsDRIMjLD2gJJiP4SKCgUNcl8LqeehGI6coM3x5rVQQ/s1600-h/September+9,+2008+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244128807146932802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRYeqoAWNbWFbZpGy5UuYXg4wCkouKMiFmx70l8JlDeWRCGRxNuDfWjnchyphenhyphenpuv_Qh6wUwudqhlOw3QvVfUZqvLRWlVnUrzAdSfsDRIMjLD2gJJiP4SKCgUNcl8LqeehGI6coM3x5rVQQ/s320/September+9,+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /></a>Do we look exhausted in this picture? We should. It was a really long day at the park, but we had a ton of fun. (This is Dave) For those who may have noticed the item around my waist, It is not a fanny pack! It is what I affectionately call a "man bag". Enabling me to carry all of the essential items without losing any of my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">masculinity</span>.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF5gZPyRT6KOzQAjQjizmL3ttatMiBvkkHf6aLJMwMZMofDS72VYnw3lvN_hyU0hj3Se_wJo5xsJmoTG_v1wh4-U_WnvofsRcefEItX_KvxIb-jwSfxbl9KwBcVZjdKjFWS2cpIyu377c/s1600-h/September+9,+2008+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244128812939429106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF5gZPyRT6KOzQAjQjizmL3ttatMiBvkkHf6aLJMwMZMofDS72VYnw3lvN_hyU0hj3Se_wJo5xsJmoTG_v1wh4-U_WnvofsRcefEItX_KvxIb-jwSfxbl9KwBcVZjdKjFWS2cpIyu377c/s320/September+9,+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Thanks Gregg and Ginger for inviting us on your trip! We had so much fun and really miss our old neighbors. When are you moving back?<br />Also thanks to Dave's mom (or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Dra</span>, as Addison calls her) for taking such good care of Addison. She had so much fun playing with her grandma. I think she might prefer her to me, now.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-71114274835421211922008-08-28T13:15:00.000-07:002008-08-28T13:27:42.507-07:00The SummonsI received a jury summons in the mail ab0<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ut</span> a month ago. This is the third time since we've moved here that I've been summoned, but I've always called the night before I was to appear and my groups wasn't required to come. So this time when I called I was disappointed to hear that I actually had to go downtown to the courthouse. I was sitting in the huge waiting room with a few hundred other people, watching a video about the process when they paused the video to call 65 people out of the room as possible jurors for a trial. Lucky me was number 20. I was hoping that meant I would be quickly disqualified as a juror and sent home...but it wasn't to be. After several hours of questioning, I was chosen as juror #4 for a criminal trial. Unfortunately I had a full week of appointments and other plans so I spent my nights making phone calls trying to find babysitters and cancelling appointments. After a very hectic and exhausting couple of days, the trial has ended. Not only did I get to see first-hand how juries are chosen and a criminal trial works, but I also learned how truly fortunate I am. Both the defendant and the victim had really sad stories to tell. It was really hard to decide the fate of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">defendant</span>. It was a good learning experience, but I'm glad that I can't be chosen again for at least 2 years.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-1637547446299625232008-08-12T10:00:00.000-07:002008-08-13T09:18:26.337-07:00Kure BeachWe just returned from a family vacation to Kure Beach, NC. Dave's family used to take yearly trips to Santa Cruz, CA until about a year before we got married. We've been trying to re-start the beach tradition for several years and were finally successful. We decided to go to NC because the water is so much warmer and we could afford a lot nicer/bigger house there. There were 6 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms and it was right on the beach, with it's own private entrance to the beach.<br />When we arrived in NC on Saturday, we went straight to Dave's uncle Bruce's house in Kinston for the wedding reception of his cousin, Tyler, to Lauren. It was a beautiful wedding and we were so happy we were able to be there. Then the rest of the week was spent relaxing on the beach, catching waves, playing games, etc. We also went to an aquarium one day, which Addison absolutely loved. She kept running from one window to another saying "More fish, more fish". It was a blast!<br />Addison had the best time up until she got a fever the last two days and ended up sick in bed for the end of the trip. She woke up every hour the last two nights and barely napped. Needless to say, the flight home was exhausting and our bed felt like heaven that first night home.<br />There were too many great pictures so I decided to make a slide show. I can't get the slideshow to show on my blog so try going to this website: <a href="http://www.slide.com/r/0dbLG3H76D_XcUFIEruaiInq3LhPOBG9?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&view=original">http://www.slide.com/r/0dbLG3H76D_XcUFIEruaiInq3LhPOBG9?previous_view=mscd_embedded_url&view=original</a>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-3322128086560883502008-07-24T13:39:00.000-07:002008-07-24T13:43:57.441-07:00SwingsI took Addison to the park the other day and she insisted that I swing on the swing next to her. I decided this could count as my workout for the day, combined with the walk to the park (have you ever swung for a long time and then felt sore in your thighs the next day?) Well, as I was pumping pretty hard I noticed that every down swing forward, my stomach was in my throat, and I hate that feeling. Who gets that feeling when swinging at a childrens park? Boy did that make me feel old. I honestly had to stop swinging because I felt sick. Do you think that means we shouldn't go to 6 Flags in September? It' like I'm an old woman who doesn't enjoy thrill rides anymore. Or does it mean I just need to do them more often to toughen me up?The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-49073985176525677632008-07-13T10:35:00.000-07:002008-07-13T11:21:46.625-07:00Finally a VacationWe finally got away for a much needed vacation over the 4th of July. We drove up to Utah to visit my family for a week. Dave was able to go golfing twice, once with some former classmates and once with my dad and brother-in-laws. My awesome cousin Abby cut my hair and then my sisters and I took my dad out to dinner and a play for his birthday/Father's Day. To see a picture of us with my dad, see my sister Rachel's blog: http://drlabrumfamily.blogspot.com It's a terrible picture of me, but I don't know that I've ever seen a better smile from my dad in a picture. The girls were all laughing trying to get my dad to smile like he meant it, not like he had gas.<br />On the 4th of July while the guys went golfing, we took the kids to my aunts house and set up a big tarp to slide down. The kids had a blast. It didn't hurt that my cousin Melissa's HUGE husband tossed the kids down the hill to make them go faster.<br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558239136421858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlEy0eILkFFHiCvtZLLVLOMqxtg8JKZ8FstETXchTHKRw0uEDH_S9vRIqIAUO_8Ykls55e6lPp46W5ck_fqUkFDN8rG-SJAD04GYonuhaGc4VNTmfQlhmU9-OKJrOr2yPs8xXDgf3zkIM/s320/July+12,+2008+007.jpg" border="0" />After all the fun in the sun the kids were tired so we took them home to watch a movie while we prepared a barbeque. I found all of the girls in grandma's bed watching The Little Mermaid.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558246566992290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrQdwlwnDRkzuVVgyif27LlkPOYnfWqq339LoGhfnBEcx4Sh3uvV73aczQKnQvZoN0N9q3orR83RoVp5_j2XU6dhrPvQPVzQUCEm7ILkTSLZl6EIDXeeEQHcVLpx4bASkS-443vJWHdFA/s320/July+12,+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /><br />Addison missed the fireworks, both the ones we did on the street and the professional shows. She was so tired we put her to bed at her normal time and just watched from my parents yard.</p><p>The next day we went on a hike with my parents to this waterfall. Addison had a blast throwing rocks in the stream.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558252201313906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8F-9oQRnmLsgNlVDK9_g2I4FZMcqlSQRjlCVOf1u4J-W7WRKt7s219tRRgO3rYhaqk8JriRB8oVLaaEH2Akb-0bxAKhO5h79nb1nIhvJ6ik15anmNChWyTFZrMOeMFMBPXLLeJWi9TXg/s320/July+12,+2008+018.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558249160405314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9PWAgZ2apkYx7Z4fTOuOb953Cy3juOjtMuXG50cJsjqSKpQCCdM3A6pIIt9IwWyFKLVxlnjZ-ey04NuD6j7MJmjInUhjSqPcucs7JRxpQhPWfvBq1pE7pfmgH0iae27Ypnd3mr3p5Ji0/s320/July+12,+2008+013.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>On Sunday my grandparents came over for dinner. They've been married for 67 years. Can you believe it? They are both incredible people.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558276228815154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhBgSEg6IUqclMuNMtBCCI72QXp_mUY9VueDcqz-OoViieWiqr2MIXR84Ny3NbK1p4CpDrswdSJUXMauV6l9hLpA8yGGzlyBy-fKgwkK5RZQfCyoJ_-s-7FKGFg0_edvpZuQ_-Yyo4T8/s320/July+12,+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>This was the main source of entertainment for Addison at my parents house. I've never really wanted a dog except when I see how much she is entertained by one. She followed Dolly everywhere. She also insisted on putting all of Dolly's toys, brush, shearers, collars etc. around her. If Dolly moved, Addison moved the stuff. It kept her busy, so I loved it.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558821931194226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB8wF6TzrdCLYPUfFRy-9zCd3A3BkjRaDt_A0VCmy3xK5fDjj8kXaTdj-CbPE7AtNjGrsa9YGbz_N3vBASGcPKfku3EW_-CXv3OcTHB5Y5oCcIpcs0dnbIAh6pDrg-4Wo64_4ullxoUKc/s320/July+12,+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>On our last night we celebrated Addison's birthday with my parents and then Dave and my mom played volleyball with my cousins.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222558828076438066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOeH9D6GuvzUkUtC7FnHqeBPDHKdrMcBc7SwJi0ID4L8i-40gs_pDBuZfjUj3RjxQetp7JO2osIOqbQNewPW7bnZ84f8v10Pj0nYy4Vn6JNEqePqcKuql1DqdCgPUvlX_Z_jG9xDvk5T8/s320/July+12,+2008+027.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzPlAlALAgV49fa7uhG6rP-CFMb5CXaQUqE0DafVpjxQCdX8M3P8ZrPTLBEmWOpqznUEl-4unIhgefTJv-fnw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>The next day we picked up my niece Savannah and drove down to Dave's parents new house near Provo. They both recently retired and moved to Utah to be closer to grandkids. That night Dave's mom and dad prepared a huge dinner and had Dave's brother and his family over for dinner and more birthday cake and ice cream. Technically Addison's birthday was the next day, but since we were driving home that day and we'd already celebrated twice, we didn't bother celebrating on her birthday. Does that make me a bad mom?</p><p>We can't believe that our baby is already 2 years old. She is learning and growing so fast and we are so grateful to have her in our family. She brings such joy to our family.</p>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-61360964613665413232008-07-01T13:43:00.000-07:002008-07-01T13:54:56.850-07:00Family Pictures<div>My friend Brandi agreed to take our family pictures last weekend. Unfortunately Addison slept poorly the night before and was super grumpy that morning. We had several individual pictures of her turn out really cute, but she was grumpy for a lot of the family ones. We had to be creative to get her to smile. Brandi must be a great photographer because even through the grumpiness, we got quite a few good pictures. Thanks so much Brandi, we love them.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLFMKEBlNph6fSLnaWTbqXQX76eKqDbAfFWpx_QZapOuR7txDmIG878ZsL0JYAyRG4i98_2E7Bwj2Uf7P2kDXgr0WnEqLlo2iFGHF6GlS9htoU6QRPswO5MxbTLIocFH9guB7EcDe5WFc/s1600-h/DSC_0348_2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149819010782802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLFMKEBlNph6fSLnaWTbqXQX76eKqDbAfFWpx_QZapOuR7txDmIG878ZsL0JYAyRG4i98_2E7Bwj2Uf7P2kDXgr0WnEqLlo2iFGHF6GlS9htoU6QRPswO5MxbTLIocFH9guB7EcDe5WFc/s320/DSC_0348_2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BgJv8JJgoPjmS77DqDB4EnJjKil_3sK141OWDxR5BE8N9A1ScxoxIA8pBUVLXineR54XJH7DWPs7Vk67J6lnf6R6umte-M9eb3aPdlouLRILcuyvt3ZqidHi2r1-Ct_Z78f0kzpKtQc/s1600-h/DSC_0338_2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149830022876098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6BgJv8JJgoPjmS77DqDB4EnJjKil_3sK141OWDxR5BE8N9A1ScxoxIA8pBUVLXineR54XJH7DWPs7Vk67J6lnf6R6umte-M9eb3aPdlouLRILcuyvt3ZqidHi2r1-Ct_Z78f0kzpKtQc/s320/DSC_0338_2.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151586001709730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj82zc3JbKV3DuNrJkALMuQe0ayv1vIVKMe2DWVMAa0E0pm8xgLdJvDMeQWTGIjJOgxbweK2Ix1Iw4YD6GBaPnPaX5CSoTkFqH9vtXNZwvJ7nBNqL2-h-E0RW4tcUNfoT_yWXaVLKBHxfk/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" border="0" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmlaxm8v0l8bmw7Qqi0MIelWvMOlKBYbIldRyJRMfmoNUVQ6aV1hF6irBiwrL4prwNwmg1n2FQ9gxM2F6JLWWKPZF0fgYhg9xbkD0rlJqUUWkTiNVB4fgG_RNLLbn6HuCUnYSGbIveVE/s1600-h/DSC_0298.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149832813249554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNmlaxm8v0l8bmw7Qqi0MIelWvMOlKBYbIldRyJRMfmoNUVQ6aV1hF6irBiwrL4prwNwmg1n2FQ9gxM2F6JLWWKPZF0fgYhg9xbkD0rlJqUUWkTiNVB4fgG_RNLLbn6HuCUnYSGbIveVE/s320/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tK6naKy-p6K-U99PSnarOd-gsjD9krMH0bTccy6wllP70g9vK1znqaGidLekGjNinlZTYVokYc57heiavv8JYM3J3D8pkVGStZo_-xpzLkW4so6XGgHUjAvEOoDCmDZE_9pRaCT8rSY/s1600-h/DSC_0362.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149840350354930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3tK6naKy-p6K-U99PSnarOd-gsjD9krMH0bTccy6wllP70g9vK1znqaGidLekGjNinlZTYVokYc57heiavv8JYM3J3D8pkVGStZo_-xpzLkW4so6XGgHUjAvEOoDCmDZE_9pRaCT8rSY/s320/DSC_0362.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOz579MrH5cWbncGpCYXMzqHI6-gUvws-zLzHwyfBmh_Vg1_Y5G7cqKAHXSay5mwtgA17lbUT4AIZO8BGMv8App_hfFHoOFymu01_x442zY5Ah09Y9olaqblrH3ZjyoH51fqT9gNYd8u8/s1600-h/DSC_0426.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218149852662881842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOz579MrH5cWbncGpCYXMzqHI6-gUvws-zLzHwyfBmh_Vg1_Y5G7cqKAHXSay5mwtgA17lbUT4AIZO8BGMv8App_hfFHoOFymu01_x442zY5Ah09Y9olaqblrH3ZjyoH51fqT9gNYd8u8/s320/DSC_0426.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151583465588178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzPmJKxAS2a5crqy5jY2FTu3wJAGBHLQfNwMV3g3IAHOczYaeW9ueCvmpaK8tTTXNt9kLqFpu6jXY_J0Lxfbv4YmZ8kLrmT0Qqsg7NKt1Hk0cuE_f_w_qhTXRUhYxVoZ-G0xBZcDMbFv4/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151592158567218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5veBGoIwq_N63knlbXptqfDdnY4hehfsWbJf-9jcZsEqbOuzg63z1jpToq6pNfQKqpUc41oA56Mp9iMYqoFqZDxY9nyHpX9FwSqS06xsH90FANeR5bTW6viikSE5gWeC-h40fvG2P8M/s320/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218151598853884338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAG3TCxcQqoxmLmmMcq9Yr_j80taQ1hm7rtZ2L6XXCQfnHKr-0z8hNGPGX0kMLkm-yyBIapbw1xzG16xA0hUmfR4wDgC428NJYanA2Km5kg-mBvv2pBHAurgvQdm1tGB2UcLovQRnmP14/s320/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" />...Just to prove that she really was grumpy. I only put the good ones on.<br /><div></div></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-50224091599301572532008-06-22T17:06:00.000-07:002008-06-22T17:12:13.445-07:00"I Did It!"Addison and I were stacking dominoes yesterday when she started doing this. I thought it was so cute. I don't know where she learned to do it, I'm guessing Max.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyEL3VLMjCHDhqpq84KEfaFpjLLQLmvC4JlT37osXlExFlOcSMUxQSuOW6LG70m_UtCkm1n4BCPeizKUDTnFQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-86496130754319642352008-06-14T14:21:00.000-07:002008-06-14T14:26:57.498-07:00Animal LoverAddison is going through a stuffed animal phase. She takes them everywhere with her. For the last month she has insisted on taking them in the car and to bed as well. Maybe she's trying to soften me up to get her a pet. It'll probably never happen, but at least she's easy to entertain, as long as their are stuffed animals around. I love to see her imagination at work.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211851286694712114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtkv7v4FychhHxYqRSgA_74AGgkp77biL5TRCYHoXw7uxq7QTvXdI9T7zIMDxlU_LlIYTeOfr4zPmxQPpf18T5qum2dbgtSKX1NFI1gq1mW8wfEW-aRfo07KMdehMn-tNReV_4Ex2DALE/s320/June+8,+2008+002.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211851286485381282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTtx3uyvvqqgfYNP59UZlIreXdnFnZ0TOEKkNSV624YKTNczwPfk1k3tdI9-pwQSXw9iRzoMvrk0fs7w4yYsigfmJPeY7ZdRgGn3lLYhyphenhyphenW4sXOHI8oLtGkD5-fd5nAZdEbf3jtLEibiY/s320/June+8,+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211851288831257650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tszzhCkFkd0YRVjVoTXimhi88MJNpdP0RAofIL77N8n_5RjiXx552zCBAVrcMJPxvytbM9_VEOcO3t3tIBBLPb3xREhUXpM93fwMn0whx4-W1JW6YGT4m_zlvNKLUCvSWbW_jIV6Iqk/s320/June+8,+2008+011.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211851292580849922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOATdCA9Y0u3Pjjx8aerRs7g7MdP1vb3WNuM3CFBty0pz7McTWpsQP6iY1tyuUd7ru04gt3UXZQ1tBE-2EvbQmbbwSxgQIGuol_7xG72AIitdC8xBusnFwbOuZmcE6yOjOt2QGepI8SY0/s320/June+8,+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211851294293059106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDvU9SRn6gVz9xRaeq0TnpKUciK-FhCeBZYE9kGY9UYK8Mg2hyphenhyphend8aJjC3Uy5wPAc0orzYKCKHBINtXzcaO1NcNeX32RBfuYMM-SFoXm7C1irO_SC2ZKh3ygo5C0byBzJ85DS8NJb4P1Hg/s320/June+8,+2008+028.jpg" border="0" />The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-46049440321188608252008-06-14T14:04:00.000-07:002008-06-14T14:13:20.181-07:00Nap TimeAddison is getting pretty creative in her playing. Earlier this week she strategically placed all of her toys on their backs (including her cars, trucks and her sippy cup) and told me to shhh because they were sleeping. She even makes her version of snoring noises for them. She never ceases to make me laugh.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge-17EdifXixYnMBdeHxLZy33OJh4RSNhwElMkUtdie47ca9Q6NXK2hBOIl_260sZ1KJYWnd2klCmOqXzLHRSgap39-ezXU4-jAbjC6LhuRC8ouY9Nxj1h3nK4fRYQaA19hxSHJjFnaD0/s1600-h/June+14,+2008+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211847734242963346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge-17EdifXixYnMBdeHxLZy33OJh4RSNhwElMkUtdie47ca9Q6NXK2hBOIl_260sZ1KJYWnd2klCmOqXzLHRSgap39-ezXU4-jAbjC6LhuRC8ouY9Nxj1h3nK4fRYQaA19hxSHJjFnaD0/s320/June+14,+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06KBmQV1OK9sUqSWmN9gDjtq-HSrDnDeD5BIPn9igiVzqn-zOLWOxoJXIG1isqftg6LIN7912iRE2yzKfq3x2KFY1OcKs1m0MVA6OSX6lBGHGgo6NxFxYmEVDbdVX6z0Li8f3v8cScOQ/s1600-h/June+14,+2008+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211847738656404738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh06KBmQV1OK9sUqSWmN9gDjtq-HSrDnDeD5BIPn9igiVzqn-zOLWOxoJXIG1isqftg6LIN7912iRE2yzKfq3x2KFY1OcKs1m0MVA6OSX6lBGHGgo6NxFxYmEVDbdVX6z0Li8f3v8cScOQ/s320/June+14,+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-24840527762201928742008-06-08T14:10:00.000-07:002008-06-08T14:31:38.149-07:00We Aren't Moving<div><br />For those of you who knew we were thinking about moving, we aren't. We tried to sell our house by owner for a couple of months, without much luck. Then I decided it was time for me to learn to be happy no matter where I live, so that is what I'm focussing on. Dave and I have always loved out ward, so I'm focussing on the positive. I told Dave that I would stop trying to move for a couple of years, but that I needed new flooring in our living room. Dave hometeaches a contractor so we hired him to come replace our flooring, and we love the way it turned out!</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Before</span></strong><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209623857383675346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfaAhchcW_6fi3q9f4ycUldmB82WmCQfzu8nIN9AuU7S_gVUB5mSfCPZ2Waw9C_lxemucV-dS3jGcmu5ipvogw8b8vgC_jJDgCoRex7iQoL2Ru4wnN4plG0w6dK9sAiXkUpjH4ZCFA8to/s320/March+8,+2008+026.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>After</strong></span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209623839640404930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJanVkCwnhwb8croWj3HvqY2V0EnTt_MgLtd9UyU29Sxu-CaHPQeHrCHGvXfJ4YmTe5gbVD0IkzXO_40i4E2zpsHVm5iRykz7qYfVrkkvXvuRyHf1mRHT6_9BH4DpZ8XHggcehSiBPBY/s320/June+8,+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209623853239383202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4I4c9g0qSUFZ6FyLcyJBSBpmRS5NQ2VGgT9FyORO8Bqt4rxcXqaVidKRTISDcoywZR3ODtn66oTd0KRykCSGmAUs9ClUnbdQ7598ZKorcOio5RGjQWDI6NzwXuyGQu5_RG2USL9daVPM/s320/June+8,+2008+022.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209625215297090514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93y7idxVX8gAs3xnkqeXcb4uaofKJZ1p5X8_AqVhT4SSi7ub-5SQD6-Seqv6EQ3kLH1d8p34Y_5KBT6uiZ493FThA6R9NWlP555C_81XOW-YZBM4ZDCTWaAfwvZ0DG-D8qAc41zluCv8/s320/June+8,+2008+023.jpg" border="0" />The other great thing about getting our floors redone is that the surround sound wires no longer run up and down my walls, but go under the flooring! They have been an eye sore since we put them up more than 4 years ago. If you look closely at the before picture you can see them above the sliding back door. We are still looking for a bigger area rug, but it may take months to find one that we like.The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5035848790704746440.post-66499907274362719082008-05-23T14:11:00.001-07:002008-05-23T14:26:36.669-07:00Mother's DayI know that I've been terrible about blogging lately and I don't really have a good excuse. I've had plenty of things to blog about, I just haven't. Everybody else seemed to blog about Mother's Day and I realized my wonderful husband probably doesn't think I had a very good day because I didn't blog about it. So, I know it's really late, but this is a peek at my Mother's Day.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><div>I woke up Sunday morning, showered then ate a yummy breakfast that Dave made: waffles and bacon. Here's a picture of my beautiful baby all ready for church. Dave got her ready so all I had to do was comb her hair. Look how much hair she has now!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203684952416675730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuqijUuTE12fXyB35A3oo31S9-i3t9riK7cY3dntINywoA1nGvWeGqY1XpDx3z4XPiuDBUnGA2pDMQVWAVC882PKoeVJ13c-5MsTqGCOfG3avSVqYocOoOS95j48sxealo9SZhohcwkEM/s320/May+19,+2008+019.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203684961006610338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvBraFz2g6cYpkxffS3twDnhEEkhwQ0iQVu1Y_AolJz1qmUKvHbU7vkvwk2QkvQ_utzOMf8TaHS8cOGUt6_bdBFN3NLCyHLflh4tRB771vRZ1hBMmPkdGPlmk5WPYeiR0Gg1Xf59vSkMA/s320/May+19,+2008+020.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><p>Addison fell asleep on the way home from church for about 5 minutes so when we got home she was energized to play. I think she was just too excited to celebrate Mother's Day that she couldn't sleep. No nap for her that day. Then Dave made me a yummy dinner and we all relaxed at home. Dave frequently has meetings or other obligations on Sundays so it was nice to have him home all day. Here's a picture of the watch he gave me. I love it! Thanks Dave and Addison for a great Mother's Day.</p><div align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxnUQxe5GvHWQ40df4ihmDx-kT5CwJXMg_fJ42G54PeHqlqsGVdwwBUUrgazgKEdlqv625u7i2jh-srxwnD' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203685893014513586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RMQ0mR6T8c7_7ZJgDiEJjZy1PzhqITxwFRQDAd5x-S0pciw782bT7tjj2lke9ZEMttYh8hs6rTzVfNlzV4LJGwO4ebW0pU737iEzalu1pjImu4-oet-kTSx7V866o4CxbCBaYPhs4Ak/s320/May+19,+2008+024.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p></p>The Reeseshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16602542281865174709noreply@blogger.com7