tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24209531500502969452024-02-21T01:59:58.273-07:00Kyle, Stef, Samantha & IanStefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.comBlogger139125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-64449237474103236652010-07-22T18:19:00.005-06:002010-07-22T18:35:22.845-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Introducing</span><br />Ian Scott Worsley<br />July 19, 2010<br />5 lbs. 0 oz.<br />17 inches<br /></div><br />Our little bundle of joy was born on Monday morning, July 19, 2010, at 7:48 a.m. He was teeny tiny!!! Here are some pictures from the hospital. We are home today and everyone is doing fine. Ian lost a little bit of weight at the hospital, but is eating really well. He should be gaining it back soon. Overall, all is well. Samantha loves being a big sister and is really helpful (a little too helpful). She loves holding him and giving him hugs and kisses. She is such a good big sister. 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZaZco2nQLeQxqrTxKWnMK2eDPhzwOrsegM47ySk_CZTdbs1vr8VGOf_RBxnH5irPodSYRbNmLfQ4o89liQ0SuHHYUNUqEQugruGbkkh-zbi7zPwAqOqweqBJ6yWnANab9DsuhOKVCg9U/s400/DSCN3322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496892904010553602" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2w_b8JHWEFZm2QLVQGdS9uS2fYjphQ6YZmIymry73zMMRJriE0CMJmmyuMgU_OKuzAWch_qJt6m9LvIBc252m4kizdGi6_NKEa32b4tAIQDXfhD3itUu_dq2t25dpjr30kBseSS_7xCs/s1600/DSCN3333.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2w_b8JHWEFZm2QLVQGdS9uS2fYjphQ6YZmIymry73zMMRJriE0CMJmmyuMgU_OKuzAWch_qJt6m9LvIBc252m4kizdGi6_NKEa32b4tAIQDXfhD3itUu_dq2t25dpjr30kBseSS_7xCs/s400/DSCN3333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496892906105978114" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-32535705592036692622010-02-17T15:12:00.002-07:002010-02-17T15:16:44.994-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">BIG NEWS!<br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">We went to the doctor today and found out that we are having a <span style="font-size:130%;">BOY </span>in July. Samantha is getting a little brother! We are very excited about this news. I thought I would share it with all of you!<br /><br />Stef<br /></div></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-76636686914338234352010-01-21T20:37:00.003-07:002010-01-21T20:58:51.093-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;">One + One = TWO!</span><br /></div>I thought I would share our exciting news with those of you who don't already know. We are expecting again!!! Samantha will be three in March, and we will be having a new little one in July. We are so excited! I am in my 13<sup>th</sup> week and we have already been to the doctor twice.<span style=""> </span>At 9 weeks, we were able to see the baby's heartbeat with an ultrasound. We went back yesterday and were able to hear the heartbeat. He/she is growing normally and everything is going great.<br /><p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> This pregnancy is so different than with Samantha. It is really like night and day. With Sammi I was so sick all the time. With this one, the sickness is manageable and not that often. Yesterday, our doctor told us that at our next appointment, he will be able to tell the sex of the baby.<span style=""> </span>That is only four weeks away!<span style=""> </span>I keep asking Sam if she wants a little brother or sister, and the answer changes daily. I think she will just be so happy to have a baby in our home. I will keep you all posted!!!<span style=""> </span><span style=""><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""> </span>-Stef</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"> </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIRumt6LA8I5VbUMdGT2Mz4z4wLEV4GugFvQ60wMNZgFB3O8Efdo9_6-6kpC-eLjdnh05iVJ0d4o1LdkakDnMSU5aJXv60Qn3QIudGULmNzuNMTiJMB8_UvjLfNplLw3L6-u9fbrrjtA8/s1600-h/Ultrasound+1-20-10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIRumt6LA8I5VbUMdGT2Mz4z4wLEV4GugFvQ60wMNZgFB3O8Efdo9_6-6kpC-eLjdnh05iVJ0d4o1LdkakDnMSU5aJXv60Qn3QIudGULmNzuNMTiJMB8_UvjLfNplLw3L6-u9fbrrjtA8/s400/Ultrasound+1-20-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429404809839932514" border="0" /></a><br /></p>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-519075596002836172009-12-29T19:49:00.003-07:002010-01-21T21:20:12.160-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Christmas 2009</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had a wonderful Christmas this year. Sammi finally understood what Santa was all about. She was so excited for him to come and leave her gifts. Whenever she heard to doorbell ring, she always thought it was him. She would run to the door and say, "It's Santa! It's Santa!" Of course, we tried to teach Samantha what Christmas was really about. I think she understood a little bit better when we went to Temple Square in downtown Salt Lake. We took her to see the Christus and she was excited to see Jesus. She kept saying "Jesus! He is all white." Christmas morning, Samantha was excited to discover Santa had come and left her a little kitchen. She loves it and loves pretending to make us food to eat.<br />Overall, we had a delightful Christmas spending time with family and loved ones. We enjoyed the special spirit Christmas brought into our home and hearts. We hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas this year.</span><br /></div></div><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/3ea6dffa.pbw" height="360" width="480"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=3ea6dffa.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-73184204313895978002009-12-29T18:18:00.002-07:002009-12-29T18:21:01.423-07:00Sorry it has taken me forever to update our blog. This is our Thanksgiving picture with all the Lindeman grandkids. We had such a fun time at my parents house this year for Thanksgiving. My brother Neil and my sister Laura were in town and we were all together. We even had family pictures taken. It was a blast to just spend some time with family and catch up. <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFeiysSRFZuhcKW3kzr2C6OltuSZTl31IRzNPBaqFogIJKV8tZUAYZPgREwR8n5mReML4yRrdpQkiVfvx4Qf1KFCcoo_4bv-Imac5H4xmOn3cgkRV8DGr3GcQweh3sga3V85QYsT6NjI/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+09+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVFeiysSRFZuhcKW3kzr2C6OltuSZTl31IRzNPBaqFogIJKV8tZUAYZPgREwR8n5mReML4yRrdpQkiVfvx4Qf1KFCcoo_4bv-Imac5H4xmOn3cgkRV8DGr3GcQweh3sga3V85QYsT6NjI/s400/Thanksgiving+09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420832553551767682" border="0" /></a>Peter, Avery, Elijah, Samantha, & Jack<br /></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-36450614014481189512009-11-02T18:22:00.002-07:002009-11-02T19:24:22.172-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Happy Halloween<br /><br /></span></div>We had an awesome Halloween this year. We were a family of bees. Stef was our Queen Bee with Kyle as the Worker Bee and Samantha our little Honeybee. Samantha was finally old enough to understand what trick-or-treating was all about. She was such a trooper walking from house to house. She did get tired after a while and asked to ride in the stroller. She got more candy than she needed and had a great time.<br /><br /><div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/b126fef9.pbw" height="360" width="480"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=b126fef9.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-34450844670210071572009-11-02T17:40:00.003-07:002009-11-02T17:57:54.224-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Pack's Pumpkin Patch<br /><br /></span></div>A couple of weeks ago, we went to Pack's Pumpkin Patch with Grandma & Grandpa Lindeman and Aunt Val. Samantha had so much fun. She mostly just wanted to run through the maze they had for kids and didn't really care about picking out a pumpkin. Once we dragged her away from the maze, she finally decided it was pumpkin picking time. Just like last year, she loved riding in the cart while daddy searched for pumpkins. She was so excited to take her own pumpkin home.<br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/5e076832.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=5e076832.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-84695828923272617722009-08-18T16:06:00.002-06:002009-08-18T16:10:39.482-06:00<div style="text-align: center;">Worsley Family Pictures 2009<br /></div><br />In July, we had family pictures done with Kyle's family at Memory Grove. All of his family was here and it was a good opportunity to have pictures done. Our cousin, Teresa Meyer, was the photographer and did an amazing job! It was a big group and all the pictures turned out great!<br /><br /><div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/45518d80.pbw" height="360" width="480"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=45518d80.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-18435979727751142392009-07-28T10:53:00.002-06:002009-07-28T11:17:43.148-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Family Reunion<br /><br /></span></div>Every year around the 24th of July, we go down to Fountain Green to the Chapman Family Reunion. This year all of Kyle's family was there, including his brother's family from Texas. Sammi had a blast playing with her cousins and all the fun toys there. Here are some pics.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/3f7b901d.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=3f7b901d.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-7447729877317046462009-07-28T10:32:00.003-06:002009-07-28T10:52:50.318-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sammi's First Haircut<br /></span></div><br />During the first of July, I was trying to give Sammi a haircut. Note the word try! I have cut her bangs a couple of times and was trying to do so again. While I was cutting them, she moved and I cut them crooked. It was a disaster. So I called for an appointment at Cookie Cutters and took her there. She was due for a full haircut anyway. The lady who cut her hair gave me some grief about attempting to cut her hair, and told me to never to it again. I tried to tell her that I have cut her hair 2 times before without any problem. It is just that I have a toddler who hates to sit still. So, here is Sammi's first official haircut.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKKU_9PMaA1wyknuJrSxhs2r0_AAhswBw3CvBU6_1zZTXa72Mka07oMfAgqW1NpAT4hdTT-F1akLzoK98tB4vb0IftuLaXLR6_P8HSJnLaWsr46k1mWwpW7k-LyhZAF4kn0hsbUTj89E/s1600-h/DSCN3140.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/AVvXsEhAKKU_9PMaA1wyknuJrSxhs2r0_AAhswBw3CvBU6_1zZTXa72Mka07oMfAgqW1NpAT4hdTT-F1akLzoK98tB4vb0IftuLaXLR6_P8HSJnLaWsr46k1mWwpW7k-LyhZAF4kn0hsbUTj89E/s320/DSCN3140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553128439917778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ba0RKdDluRo7RPDW8ZJWBgzk9PNzR2fAY-UfiUxuU0jD3RnXTOGLxMyDb3GXpyw9KkBpVxepGmrRK2N6z5qNpy7eXiwbhQnKHWCqiRGAyku1HUjqkvTUD4Etl4648mQGFZPqYIHhGkM/s1600-h/DSCN3142.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/AVvXsEi8Ba0RKdDluRo7RPDW8ZJWBgzk9PNzR2fAY-UfiUxuU0jD3RnXTOGLxMyDb3GXpyw9KkBpVxepGmrRK2N6z5qNpy7eXiwbhQnKHWCqiRGAyku1HUjqkvTUD4Etl4648mQGFZPqYIHhGkM/s320/DSCN3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553134253711810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBT5vQELAj4Avd-pW7No_jj6qWcNf_ZEfqNv0bsSNgY1lflAEN0sUWJeii4GFzlS1IJsqfwygLrnX93hkUyAOFEts8iDCGjjekx4z6MGcPBHFGoQ9A0wTv6Gh55AK8upHM7-eSZBD6oHc/s1600-h/DSCN3144.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/AVvXsEiBT5vQELAj4Avd-pW7No_jj6qWcNf_ZEfqNv0bsSNgY1lflAEN0sUWJeii4GFzlS1IJsqfwygLrnX93hkUyAOFEts8iDCGjjekx4z6MGcPBHFGoQ9A0wTv6Gh55AK8upHM7-eSZBD6oHc/s320/DSCN3144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553136454094898" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVskd8FCq0eHIdFhf7WIgRBev6JPd4xElCOJCUg9nIsWO5q_rw12akad4esTrRBDQicRBsqHfEtq2nPdPf2PyhRNU2175YPegE0fhANy9oCUDlxak4jQ30w1dndij51gGzysiHk8zFkWo/s1600-h/DSCN3147.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/AVvXsEiVskd8FCq0eHIdFhf7WIgRBev6JPd4xElCOJCUg9nIsWO5q_rw12akad4esTrRBDQicRBsqHfEtq2nPdPf2PyhRNU2175YPegE0fhANy9oCUDlxak4jQ30w1dndij51gGzysiHk8zFkWo/s320/DSCN3147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553153482617298" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBRpJHobfIGJ3f2f64fs-JUHYtDEGtRXKZ93NP5qIkUvYzrLbhLlv4Q5nyHWRNztDhNLwJRYyEVt17_mWMoF3zjT_HOfUP5ZmhftideyFzhcIAGFeV1DbqP-JI8GkQJvTNAo5N4RN8yVk/s1600-h/DSCN3145.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/AVvXsEhBRpJHobfIGJ3f2f64fs-JUHYtDEGtRXKZ93NP5qIkUvYzrLbhLlv4Q5nyHWRNztDhNLwJRYyEVt17_mWMoF3zjT_HOfUP5ZmhftideyFzhcIAGFeV1DbqP-JI8GkQJvTNAo5N4RN8yVk/s320/DSCN3145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363553146964824930" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-60534270859856386602009-07-28T10:18:00.006-06:002009-07-28T10:53:01.365-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">4th of July</span><br /></div>We had a blast on the 4th of July. We went the parade in Centerville. Then we had a BBQ at our house. Later, we went to a BBQ at my parent's house. Sammi had so much fun playing with all of her cousins.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt7AodOiQ7N7JgSdqP1s5gttReENe21OuvcWyVHPcIZtUpq0fI1W07cFtl49dPWbu_FnX9M3KWnxc6hMhTqnVQTl4b4s7ff3veOWIYFSXN7WF5dTHU3pSXCHVvsM0qX7hSg9GC_fRYOwU/s1600-h/DSCN3160.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/AVvXsEgt7AodOiQ7N7JgSdqP1s5gttReENe21OuvcWyVHPcIZtUpq0fI1W07cFtl49dPWbu_FnX9M3KWnxc6hMhTqnVQTl4b4s7ff3veOWIYFSXN7WF5dTHU3pSXCHVvsM0qX7hSg9GC_fRYOwU/s320/DSCN3160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363549182071392690" border="0" /></a>Waiting for the parade to start.<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCBWNwSY1k-eCDCKDc6EyQ9-Vn3BndM-rJeNxeXynYoSI2rgkgEeqYmvgdIxEnLbvX-oQV2Rh636ZkhokdhJ4CR0mr5LBUOkTNkxvgqhNUkb1STwvR9J_caAWCTvGaQfUdCQkndF-Y-g/s1600-h/DSCN3155.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/AVvXsEgTCBWNwSY1k-eCDCKDc6EyQ9-Vn3BndM-rJeNxeXynYoSI2rgkgEeqYmvgdIxEnLbvX-oQV2Rh636ZkhokdhJ4CR0mr5LBUOkTNkxvgqhNUkb1STwvR9J_caAWCTvGaQfUdCQkndF-Y-g/s320/DSCN3155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363549157920146802" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSWbCbBqOlL0i9NGxXU1X996MJshZSnfl4szaKbDMa8zP6Zak3ULu7ertxK7OVniopdFF8-MQKhNNsdQtYtQWmTUx9dEEr2bCr3waAckg1pMpwnG5d2qp90xigLSfY69HmtnkB4P5cox0/s1600-h/DSCN3149.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/AVvXsEjSWbCbBqOlL0i9NGxXU1X996MJshZSnfl4szaKbDMa8zP6Zak3ULu7ertxK7OVniopdFF8-MQKhNNsdQtYtQWmTUx9dEEr2bCr3waAckg1pMpwnG5d2qp90xigLSfY69HmtnkB4P5cox0/s320/DSCN3149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363549171666020770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcYLjIgeV1VZ0mR-GjkWOHYKX-04Ors0ST0dffZagby3A0liv5KIE7p2yN2wBMOBu2PwRgWpUUlSMbRvIc_3eLrYGQiQaZsvvk_KAMw2gaJA7JfB87ZA6g4tC9J8e0239cPgC6Ybz-aN0/s1600-h/DSCN3157.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/AVvXsEgcYLjIgeV1VZ0mR-GjkWOHYKX-04Ors0ST0dffZagby3A0liv5KIE7p2yN2wBMOBu2PwRgWpUUlSMbRvIc_3eLrYGQiQaZsvvk_KAMw2gaJA7JfB87ZA6g4tC9J8e0239cPgC6Ybz-aN0/s320/DSCN3157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363549172270548290" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-48300846187641938052009-07-28T10:01:00.005-06:002009-07-28T14:49:18.463-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Father's Day</span><br /></div>I know Father's Day was last month, but here are some pictures. I made Kyle an awesome breakfast--German pancakes, bacon, hash browns, and orange juice. Doesn't get much better than that.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0i6G4WVPaOF-YKKHcgAzQmdvbnTZTpdK2C33sJ93mbI1s4-YQrH6eyKgZVipTu-peFllEjO3FMpto9I9lBFmxiPlbteUoneZ5TPQH35jI4LzTxm7Teh6J847y23lcH9Muji32nCTUu0/s1600-h/DSCN3125.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/AVvXsEjY0i6G4WVPaOF-YKKHcgAzQmdvbnTZTpdK2C33sJ93mbI1s4-YQrH6eyKgZVipTu-peFllEjO3FMpto9I9lBFmxiPlbteUoneZ5TPQH35jI4LzTxm7Teh6J847y23lcH9Muji32nCTUu0/s320/DSCN3125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544693915153362" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OUQJIp7X1QlFybqLy4xw_obT6GVuH-jzFCJQ8uYigi1DM6yTnPATG-g5qK5GAGzxQDBYgbXuom9Qp1__d4mElRlXkIvDl9yWMOFXwfmAfNUw4ZQdTGOh2NIqRcXOeMI2uE8mdcEDevk/s1600-h/DSCN3127.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/AVvXsEj6OUQJIp7X1QlFybqLy4xw_obT6GVuH-jzFCJQ8uYigi1DM6yTnPATG-g5qK5GAGzxQDBYgbXuom9Qp1__d4mElRlXkIvDl9yWMOFXwfmAfNUw4ZQdTGOh2NIqRcXOeMI2uE8mdcEDevk/s320/DSCN3127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544703319819778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg19LzWiQVvUd90dL8MECz1SbAgV4vS_-zOkJUiyFJWcE2rYNOffaFq2iTWfOT8g3NA5-Hspq48Zp8CxbLWLL4qpJi6EASAWJ55ocvBVUnK602YPgSE8vxMR5W-he4IS-tGRChRwATc6bo/s1600-h/DSCN3128.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/AVvXsEg19LzWiQVvUd90dL8MECz1SbAgV4vS_-zOkJUiyFJWcE2rYNOffaFq2iTWfOT8g3NA5-Hspq48Zp8CxbLWLL4qpJi6EASAWJ55ocvBVUnK602YPgSE8vxMR5W-he4IS-tGRChRwATc6bo/s320/DSCN3128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544711751652978" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDX_1MvxHLtHgP-zNgKCr5jchr67A4ff5Lv9MBKoIiEz51jZ59n2ITL_XTErfmir7XU6HHa_MagfY1PjY3fUt9anJXdxaz9Rh8RLLNtN0uUlcjcQhopqEDin32jou_-PQ5c_B1vt-I2i8/s1600-h/DSCN3132.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/AVvXsEhDX_1MvxHLtHgP-zNgKCr5jchr67A4ff5Lv9MBKoIiEz51jZ59n2ITL_XTErfmir7XU6HHa_MagfY1PjY3fUt9anJXdxaz9Rh8RLLNtN0uUlcjcQhopqEDin32jou_-PQ5c_B1vt-I2i8/s320/DSCN3132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363544714826461234" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-44493055090822343482009-07-28T09:28:00.003-06:002009-07-28T10:01:37.367-06:00It has been a long, long, long time since I updated our blog. Sorry everyone!!! Life has been really crazy since May. We moved to a cute, little house in Bountiful. It is an older home that was built in the 1940's, but has been updated. The entry way, living room, and dining room have wood flooring. The kitchen is updated with newer stove, dishwasher, and fridge. There are 3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms. Upstairs is Samantha's room, office, and bathroom. Downstairs is the master bedroom, bathroom, huge family room, storage room, and laundry room. We have a pretty big yard outside which Samantha loves! I don't particularly love the yard work, but am getting used to all the weeding and mowing. We love living here and are actually renting the house from some good friends while Kyle is back in school. We may end up buying the house in a year, but are still undecided. And yes, Kyle is back in school. With the current economic struggles, it was a good time for us to look at our future and think about more schooling. We looked at many options including getting an MBA, a Master's in teaching, and a Computer Science degree. We decided that Computer Science was the best choice for Kyle. He loves computers and is quite good at fixing, updating, and maintaining them. So Kyle is back in school finishing a second Bachelors in Computer Science. This will take about 2 years to complete. I hope I can make it that long! As for me, I am still at home trying to keep up with my 2 year old. Samantha is a delight and a challenge, as most 2 year olds are. She is speaking so much now--in full complete sentences. She loves to sing and will sing all day long. Some of her new songs she has learned are "I am a Child of God", "The Wise man Built his House upon the Rock", "The Itsy, Bitsy Spider", and "Jesus wants me for a Sunbeam". Sammi still loves to be outside and will ask all day long to go to the park. She also loves to read and pick out new books at the library. Her new thing is drawing and coloring. She will color on everything: the walls, kitchen table, floor, windows, TV, doors, etc. And of course she gets in trouble for it, but always does it again. She is such a silly girl and we love her, on most days...Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-42956902589935361342009-05-15T17:20:00.002-06:002009-05-15T17:51:04.029-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Race for the Cure 2009<br /></span></div><br />Last Saturday, we did the Race for the Cure for Breast Cancer. It is a 5k race in downtown SLC. This year, all of Kyle's siblings and their kids did the race (expect for Craig who lives in Texas). We had T-shirts made for all the Grandkids that said, "Racing for Grandma". Kyle's mom has been a breast cancer survivor for 15 years. After the race, she participates in the Survivor Parade with all the other breast cancer survivors. This year was particularly emotional because the week before, we found out that her cancer is back and in the fourth stage. The doctors are being optimistic and telling her that even though it is in the fourth stage, the cancer is still treatable. This week she has already undergone radiation treatments and will soon be doing chemotherapy. We are all praying for the best and hoping that she will recover. We just can't live without our Grandma!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/5a56de90.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=5a56de90.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-1628111197986646662009-05-15T16:52:00.003-06:002009-05-15T17:02:43.123-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Mother's Day 2009<br /></span></div>Here are some pictures from Mother's Day. Kyle gave me some cute decorations to go into our new place. Sammi was not very happy at church. I felt bad for Kyle because he ended up spending most of Church in the foyer chasing Sam. Oh well, at least I enjoyed Church! As tradition, we tried to take some pictures of me and Sammi. And as usual, she hated taking the pictures and tried to run away from the camera. Overall, a pretty normal Mother's Day.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMBcaPh-IG8pEQBCs9Ev2jcS0V_ShfMuLoETCrCEbpiE7a2EL1cwCViN0pIHyCfh1450GEkYjcVKR6TTednFmKVGGHiMUAZdZymLex66Dg10psrb25muqNSV9by4McCL6dxq98X8MhsA/s1600-h/DSCN3116.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/AVvXsEhVMBcaPh-IG8pEQBCs9Ev2jcS0V_ShfMuLoETCrCEbpiE7a2EL1cwCViN0pIHyCfh1450GEkYjcVKR6TTednFmKVGGHiMUAZdZymLex66Dg10psrb25muqNSV9by4McCL6dxq98X8MhsA/s320/DSCN3116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188837301552114" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Xn4gzMJ-JGwq9sdWN1nduReh4GGpP1YvuGFBs8-OSVNUpvtqvDs9s_JKYyvYCGkcXHP1ef3Ca1Cz-xkQoSd6Nmb4FPXg7bCHKlshMv1Kyy1F0qXhFkx8cqBNAzphLcGeXoA844mBFGE/s1600-h/DSCN3105.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/AVvXsEh4Xn4gzMJ-JGwq9sdWN1nduReh4GGpP1YvuGFBs8-OSVNUpvtqvDs9s_JKYyvYCGkcXHP1ef3Ca1Cz-xkQoSd6Nmb4FPXg7bCHKlshMv1Kyy1F0qXhFkx8cqBNAzphLcGeXoA844mBFGE/s320/DSCN3105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188826187453954" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiLQCEp5t5lWyZ4IssGttDgTbCAsriJyrVX-owmQuxRU7oCfBx3V_wYDdrAOT2zx8YqWFagmUnJI_vqzT3WcRBu8CoCcurkxjeIvE5bAT3I7SxXSQSxejkpKee9afnA5EVCYFcb5C2X4U/s1600-h/DSCN3107.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/AVvXsEhiLQCEp5t5lWyZ4IssGttDgTbCAsriJyrVX-owmQuxRU7oCfBx3V_wYDdrAOT2zx8YqWFagmUnJI_vqzT3WcRBu8CoCcurkxjeIvE5bAT3I7SxXSQSxejkpKee9afnA5EVCYFcb5C2X4U/s320/DSCN3107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336188842764356034" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-40440664582101907092009-04-19T21:53:00.001-06:002009-04-19T21:53:36.706-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Easter<br /></span></div><br />We had a fun and beautiful Easter holiday. We went to a couple of Easter Egg hunts which Sammi loved. She especially loved finding chocolate in the eggs. The day before Easter, Sammi got a huge black eye. She was jumping on our bed (I know, I know, she shouldn't have been jumping on the bed!) when she tripped, fell, and ran smack into our foot board. The corner barely missed her eye and in a few hours, her eye was purple and almost swollen shut. Poor Sammers! She went to church the next day wearing her beautiful spring dress, but everyone just noticed her eye. Sammers had another black eye just a few weeks before that and it was almost healed when she got this one. We took her to the park on a Saturday morning, and she was headed up the stairs to the slide when she fell and smacked her head into the stairs. We had no idea what happened until she came down the slide crying. Oh well. I guess this stage will pass. In the mean time, please no calls to child services!!! And as for Sammi, no more monkeys jumpin' on the bed!<br /><br /><div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/Easter 2009/ea8c4c3f.pbw" height="300" width="400"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/Easter%202009/?action=view&current=ea8c4c3f.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-55470627678919250642009-03-23T15:30:00.003-06:002009-03-24T14:25:35.221-06:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">Samantha's Birthday<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Here are a couple of slideshows of Sammi's 2nd birthday. We had such a fun time this year. We had a birthday party the Sunday before with her cousins Jace and Max. On Sammi's birthday, we took her to the park for lunch and out to dinner at Chuck E. Cheese with the Lindemans. The day after her birthday, Kyle and I took her to the Treehouse Museum in Ogden where she had a blast. Thank you friends and family for all the wonderful gifts and for making Sammi's birthday such a fun event. We love you!</span><br /></div></div><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/67159a89.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=67159a89.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/b07a7ed4.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=b07a7ed4.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-36541206382014161842009-03-20T16:43:00.007-06:002009-03-20T16:53:44.169-06:00Weird Girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6lXruX81GpCyezPdmndtMyFYdN_PUFkFubO0agyz4HmSCntIDG78U9N_Q3SwpzACz3pLv2AV11Yke281Otex04a5550-YylJSrla-2n1X-3oKiUJWNdTUhTycvleHr0be96YRW5yB57g/s1600-h/DSCN2581.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/AVvXsEg6lXruX81GpCyezPdmndtMyFYdN_PUFkFubO0agyz4HmSCntIDG78U9N_Q3SwpzACz3pLv2AV11Yke281Otex04a5550-YylJSrla-2n1X-3oKiUJWNdTUhTycvleHr0be96YRW5yB57g/s320/DSCN2581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315406607567169810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Pc4n7h5k5QtmWyIp2PR8Go7vMKeI7qXj49ws3Xr3y9jtL6avz8wS5PYncZUOPJ1FF2oX2cYIKON1E8EDila83uhJVdJFMJ0N6zpY-SRGukUOzpfYtcbh5GpO0B239m-QYJIa423QCAI/s1600-h/DSCN2587.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/AVvXsEj4Pc4n7h5k5QtmWyIp2PR8Go7vMKeI7qXj49ws3Xr3y9jtL6avz8wS5PYncZUOPJ1FF2oX2cYIKON1E8EDila83uhJVdJFMJ0N6zpY-SRGukUOzpfYtcbh5GpO0B239m-QYJIa423QCAI/s320/DSCN2587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315406209932220354" border="0" /></a>Sammi is so weird sometimes. For a couple of months she always opened the drawer in our computer desk, would load it up with stuff and then get in and play. One of her favorite things to do in her drawer is to draw. I guess it was just her size.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-41674641319063288202009-03-20T16:15:00.002-06:002009-03-20T16:17:37.830-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpnT1GY6dhQzrTKxb7fVVyTT2E8gTzReUNIfUSJQfsQqgVM3kGE1AyA5193Hdxsf3BrbFTrtrsZaVPq56NUU1WneiepTMsjYRnGlXFKYXzznjjNX1AKXxs8twkG7dMGL33Apu7fviaoXM/s1600-h/DSCN2709.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/AVvXsEgpnT1GY6dhQzrTKxb7fVVyTT2E8gTzReUNIfUSJQfsQqgVM3kGE1AyA5193Hdxsf3BrbFTrtrsZaVPq56NUU1WneiepTMsjYRnGlXFKYXzznjjNX1AKXxs8twkG7dMGL33Apu7fviaoXM/s320/DSCN2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315389509925834658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Sammerisms</span><br /></div><br />Our sweet Samantha turns 2 years old today! Happy Birthday Sam! I can't believe it. Two years really went by fast. Anyway, I thought it would be fun to post some of the funny things she says we call "Sammerisms". Here you go:<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jace, no, no!</span><br />Her cousin Jace is a week older than Sammi and whenever they play together, she loves to boss him around. She will follow him around and when he does something he shouldn't, she says in a very stern voice, "Jace, no, no!" This just makes us laugh because when Kyle was young his first sentance was, "No Keri, no!" Keri is Jace's mom and Kyle's sister. Like father, like daughter...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh Crap!</span><br />A couple of weeks ago, Sammi dropped something and said, "Oh crap!" Kyle and I just looked at each other and busted up laughing. I guess we have been using the "C" word a little too much lately. Since then we have been really careful about what we say around Sammi. The other day we were eating dinner with Kyle's parents and his dad was watching a BYU basketball game. The players made a bad play and he yells, "Oh CRAP!". Then Sammi goes, "Oh crap. . . crap, crap, crap." She also says "Oh shoot," and even one time said "flip, flip, flip!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I gotcha Daddy!</span><br />Sometimes when Kyle picks up Sammi and carries her, she puts her arms around him and says, "I gotcha Daddy!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Thank you much!</span><br />Whenever Sammi hands me something or if I give her something she needs, she says, "Thank you much!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Awww Hugs</span><br />Sammi loves to give you hugs. She will often run up to you and throw her arms around you and say, "Awww hugs."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I gee (give) you pat-pats</span><br />When Sammi is crying and I hold her and pat her back, she sometimes pats my back and say, "I gee you pat-pats."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm comin' slide.</span><br />The other day I took Sammi to the park. She was climbing the stairs to get to the slide and she said, "I'm comin' slide!"<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Ready to pray.</span><br />When we sit down to dinner or any meal, Sammi will automatically fold her arms and say "Ready to pray." Then she stairs at us while we are praying (she hasn't quite got the bow your head and close your eyes thing down). After we are done, she says "Amen!" Sometimes she has to pray 2 or 3 times before she is satisfied and will eat her dinner. The other day in Church after we had the opening prayer, she yelled really loud, "AMEN!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Stinky Diaper!</span><br />When Sammi poops in her diaper, she will come get you and say, "stinky diaper" or "stinky pants". Then when I am changing her, she says, "Ewww, yucky. Gross."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Daddy bye-bye?</span><br />In the mornings when Sam gets up, she usually notices if Kyle is gone. Then she looks at me and says in a sad voice, "Daddy bye-bye?". Then when Kyle gets home from work, she always runs to him and says, "Daddy! Daddy home!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mommy, where'r you?</span><br />The other day, Sammi had woken up from her nap and was just talking in her crib. Then I heard her say, "Mommy, where'r you? Mommy, where'r you?" I just laughed because she hasn't ever said that before. I think she has been hanging around her cousin Ammon too much.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh, I'm funny!</span><br />Sometimes Sammi will be playing and she will just start laughing for no reason. Then she says, "Oh, I'm funny!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">B' careful!</span><br />When Sammi falls down or trips, she says, "You okay? B' careful!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Garbage jumped<br /></span></span><span>Sammi hasn't figured out the word fall yet and so everything jumps. She likes to jump off of the couch, which is scary unless we put pillows down. We have to watch her because she jumps anyway and says, "I jumped." She says jumped in this weird voice that is deeper than the rest of the words. The other day she threw a metal garbage can down the stairs which was really loud and then yells down, "Garbage jumped!"</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br />Tickle Piggies</span><br />Sammi loves her little piggy toes. Sometimes she will tickle her toes and say, "Tickle piggies! Tickle piggies!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Teasing Danpa</span> (Grandpa Worsley)<br />Sammi loves to tease her Danpa. Her favorite thing to do to tease him is run to his kitchen chair and throw off his chair pad. Then she runs off laughing. Sometimes she will grab it and try to hide it or throw it down the stairs. She stands there and waits until he notices her stealing it. Danpa always throws a big fuss which makes her laugh even more.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Chocolate Milk</span><br />When we ask her what she wants to eat, she usually says, "Chocolate Milk!" It's all Grandpa Lindeman's fault, he got her addicted.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Pretty Hair</span><br />Sammi likes to get my hair brush out to brush her hair. While she is doing it, she says, "Oh pretty. Pretty hair."<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Samantha...</span><br />When she does something she knows she shouldn't, she says her name in the exact tone of voice I use when she is in trouble.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mote </span>(remote)<br />Sammi is obsessed with watching her shows which includes Backyardigans, Dora the Explorer, Go Deigo Go, Tinkerbell and Curious George. She will often go get the "mote" and hand it to you so she can watch something. The other day, she wanted to watch something and I told her no and took the remote away. She then went downstairs and got the other remote, brought it all the way upstairs and was trying to turn on the TV. Is my kid addicted or what?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Shhhh, shhh, secret!</span><br />For all you parents out there who have their kids watch Backyardigans, you know that this is one of the episodes called "Secret Mission". Sammi loves this episode and goes around whispering Shhh, Shhh, secret. . . shhh, shhh, secret mission!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star</span><br />Sammi loves music and to sing. This is probably her favorite song and when she sings it, it sounds like this:<br /><br />Twinkle, Twinkle, lil' star. Howie wonders what you are. Up above the (mumble mumble)...so high, Like a diamond...(mumble mumble)....sky. Twinkle, Twinkle, lil' star, howie wonders what you are.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-42518734664390123172009-02-16T16:58:00.009-07:002009-03-10T17:31:24.659-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy Valentine's Day!</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Sammi had a fun Valentine's Day and loved opening her Valentines from family and friends. Her favorite thing she got was a new Dora the Explorer book, oh yeah, and the candy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUaIo3skWRrFdB1MvtuKmLRUQc0vYbzCH5kqFNIfhlNye8NWZ67HKti61WW46raAKBN8JnqojtzRFoaleSFGJ2Or5lpxYxmONI42gfDuoXVpeRkPtgupOCpQcL8RBACMLb12KDQlck_U/s1600-h/DSCN2596.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/AVvXsEgBUaIo3skWRrFdB1MvtuKmLRUQc0vYbzCH5kqFNIfhlNye8NWZ67HKti61WW46raAKBN8JnqojtzRFoaleSFGJ2Or5lpxYxmONI42gfDuoXVpeRkPtgupOCpQcL8RBACMLb12KDQlck_U/s320/DSCN2596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303550606699297522" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sammi opening her Valentine from us.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9e3dzL4fyaBWJkRmNcsrr3ki8QgsA_4iLgM8UP4ZnhCJlUhS2B2rVV0DoDNRHPqleXctNOvaDLscrp-4edJGrPjDaXZrmT8h1t3Qmjc23UU6PQ5NXcRgfbHXx4XjGAkUopPVIzeaizsI/s1600-h/DSCN2601.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/AVvXsEj9e3dzL4fyaBWJkRmNcsrr3ki8QgsA_4iLgM8UP4ZnhCJlUhS2B2rVV0DoDNRHPqleXctNOvaDLscrp-4edJGrPjDaXZrmT8h1t3Qmjc23UU6PQ5NXcRgfbHXx4XjGAkUopPVIzeaizsI/s320/DSCN2601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303550610163511330" border="0" /></a>Looking at her new book<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGinOphYxwJ15uoEsABkA0D0iSCwrjbF3GSPjTWKMzG6lrIY3FnZmBsvGOdmEZDKrCe9o6KB5SW-vmcvEM3L8mSJnSuRWLZHj4RIDZOos5pwFiJpV0ZS7OyBJDKMWctCSNn3jhmJG0Kkg/s1600-h/DSCN2606.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/AVvXsEiGinOphYxwJ15uoEsABkA0D0iSCwrjbF3GSPjTWKMzG6lrIY3FnZmBsvGOdmEZDKrCe9o6KB5SW-vmcvEM3L8mSJnSuRWLZHj4RIDZOos5pwFiJpV0ZS7OyBJDKMWctCSNn3jhmJG0Kkg/s320/DSCN2606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303550610912433810" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ohbmD_LnPZQWZho-cmWQO_gOi-NqIljVjgNiUBkkrsbUEQdxP_nySLS2uIgGEtpuMc4O9FBLPQ9UlOklxiK4s8tAedmHCe4C_XF95VrsiDabXwoMTVwbVj1ZfY0aXInKdH5KzLVSRPo/s1600-h/DSCN2614.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/AVvXsEg1ohbmD_LnPZQWZho-cmWQO_gOi-NqIljVjgNiUBkkrsbUEQdxP_nySLS2uIgGEtpuMc4O9FBLPQ9UlOklxiK4s8tAedmHCe4C_XF95VrsiDabXwoMTVwbVj1ZfY0aXInKdH5KzLVSRPo/s320/DSCN2614.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303550619876127634" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuUG13zOPVhJ-njZA1chk8FBVZvRnaeUE0-yWbyAkxlxsy1EyswjPI35NM_3vN3i6je_wipA21rUdFP8AFsNzAzHNhgYddDAzpjicPzisKGKFgJuN5OVHdDKE6kbwAbNaXTf1Ef0xY4VE/s1600-h/DSCN2629.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/AVvXsEjuUG13zOPVhJ-njZA1chk8FBVZvRnaeUE0-yWbyAkxlxsy1EyswjPI35NM_3vN3i6je_wipA21rUdFP8AFsNzAzHNhgYddDAzpjicPzisKGKFgJuN5OVHdDKE6kbwAbNaXTf1Ef0xY4VE/s320/DSCN2629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303554054509957298" border="0" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-74346323321963382602009-02-07T20:38:00.006-07:002009-02-11T09:17:22.985-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Oh where, oh where has my gallbladder gone? Oh where, oh where could it be....</span></span><br /><br />For those of you who didn't hear, I (this is Stefanie) had my gallbladder removed a week ago today. I have been having gallstone attacks for about 18 months. They usually come in the middle of the night and I will be in intense pain for several hours. The attacks have come and gone for a period of several months, but recently have been worse. I had a serious gallstone attack a couple of weekends ago, and another that following Monday. So I went to Instacare that Monday to find out what the problem was. They did an ultrasound on my gallbladder and found that I had several stones. Then they scheduled me for surgery the next day.<br /><br />A week has gone by and I am doing great. I still have pain, but it is so much better than last week. I had a follow-up appointment on Monday and the doctor said I am healing well.<br /><br />The hard part is that I haven't been able to lift anything, including Sammi, for a week and won't be able to for another week. So that meant double duty for Kyle. He has been great, though, and has not complained at all. He has definitely turned into Mr. Mom by changing all of her diapers, feeding her, bathing her, and putting her to bed each night. I have also had major help from his mom. I don't think I could have gone through this without either of them. She has helped in getting Sammi up everyday and taking care of her while Kyle is at work.<br /><br />Hopefully by next week, things will be back to normal and I will be a full-time mom again.Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-46122130601023404582008-12-30T11:07:00.002-07:002008-12-30T11:07:58.966-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Christmas 2008</span><br /></div><br />We had a wonderful Christmas this year. Sammi wore her new Christmas dress to church the Sunday before. We had a fun Christmas party at Grandma & Grandpa Worsley's house where we did the Christmas program, played fun games, exchanged gifts and the kids got new pajamas from Grandma. On my side of the family, all of my sibings were in-town together for the first time in over 2 years. We were able to see my adorable new nephew, Peter, for the first time and the kids performed the Christmas program at my brother's house on Christmas Eve. We got tons of presents and Sammi got a new slide from Santa. And through it all, we remembered the importance of this beautiful holiday: the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. And we thought of our dear family and friends who do so much for us and give us the love and support we need. We hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas.<br /><br /><div style="width: 480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w498.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/6aa2c6e0.pbw" width="480" height="360"></embed><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a><a href="http://s498.photobucket.com/albums/rr342/stefajean/?action=view&current=6aa2c6e0.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="border-width: 0pt; float: left;" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-86738414336438389612008-12-29T15:09:00.003-07:002008-12-29T15:22:12.104-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Gingerbread Houses<br /></span></div><br />This is a fun tradition that my parents started this year. We all gathered around a couple of weeks ago and make gingerbread houses. It wasn't too hard since we bought the kits to make them and they tell you exactly how to do it-down to the last gumdrop. Aunt Crystal was a pro and whipped her's out before any of us was done. Aunt Val, well she didn't do too hot. Her's looked more like a kid made it instead of an adult. We all teased her about it. Kyle did a pretty good job. Of course Sammi ended up eating the candy and not really helping.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1KpKSv8K3oXVo9ypxxwiznotiFZ0aDDOZD-yPeII9dbXFU86zBFahy8pEQyGsryzhsPfDso2K1yNJfUaRZ0DqAvDJ7d_LXEHEBocjexQt8U8qrAvOlBXxxxSFT2aoB2Xi7xAQZXsJxw/s1600-h/DSCN2498.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/AVvXsEhV1KpKSv8K3oXVo9ypxxwiznotiFZ0aDDOZD-yPeII9dbXFU86zBFahy8pEQyGsryzhsPfDso2K1yNJfUaRZ0DqAvDJ7d_LXEHEBocjexQt8U8qrAvOlBXxxxSFT2aoB2Xi7xAQZXsJxw/s320/DSCN2498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338668043409026" border="0" /></a>Aunt Crystal and Avery<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiWxaoBOqXZfOk0mnjz38EaKVktpaKLxhNgVk3-cN95C5aLZqlHtJlAZSTFv_9hIl0dND_50pMZHo20YvTXHFkKANOC2rawwbeNaphMTNl0ZVjQ-9qgxVOmnsLA4b1LX3tOI5ocmANGtM/s1600-h/DSCN2502.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/AVvXsEhiWxaoBOqXZfOk0mnjz38EaKVktpaKLxhNgVk3-cN95C5aLZqlHtJlAZSTFv_9hIl0dND_50pMZHo20YvTXHFkKANOC2rawwbeNaphMTNl0ZVjQ-9qgxVOmnsLA4b1LX3tOI5ocmANGtM/s320/DSCN2502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338700001091378" border="0" /></a>Aunt Val and Avery<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiaDb-f5eAg4NGRz8kSDRDr_1F-8UYpszZjZdHQAl0vNMZMGOHlmCJ4BbU8Y-LJybR9d4gvhePhp8w6xEhD3mDxKWi952WWWXTnbc_ePuPmGo5Nu5PXyMHDEgH-lP_ts0EIL6hGPo3BQQ/s1600-h/DSCN2499.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/AVvXsEhiaDb-f5eAg4NGRz8kSDRDr_1F-8UYpszZjZdHQAl0vNMZMGOHlmCJ4BbU8Y-LJybR9d4gvhePhp8w6xEhD3mDxKWi952WWWXTnbc_ePuPmGo5Nu5PXyMHDEgH-lP_ts0EIL6hGPo3BQQ/s320/DSCN2499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338679517149186" border="0" /></a>Sammers taking a break<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_LevwWEY45SF4PUV5jH9BQrXhMfqTFnQY2vngCCjzyWGCE8YhtU7Gd9ahFM7PeAaznsa5eJmx8jNYoCFdntbbszuuq-SvnBR9WmtfPfNL-1CloeIqASvEYJ48e5aEN-oT7nD-7rmA6L0/s1600-h/DSCN2501.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_LevwWEY45SF4PUV5jH9BQrXhMfqTFnQY2vngCCjzyWGCE8YhtU7Gd9ahFM7PeAaznsa5eJmx8jNYoCFdntbbszuuq-SvnBR9WmtfPfNL-1CloeIqASvEYJ48e5aEN-oT7nD-7rmA6L0/s320/DSCN2501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338688564244130" border="0" /></a>Finished products<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3zll3EXO6kvTsk_WLG0B_iISKLXTofg5lh8xXPZSKrJ12JOX-8xEQBTfCR2FKVWLYtXSbltsLolYo9FFL0lGL3eUPMSY7yYXOAE9xOixrKKUf5kSxfyByMpdZr60SXDFOkIcQJg0RmL8/s1600-h/DSCN2506.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/AVvXsEg3zll3EXO6kvTsk_WLG0B_iISKLXTofg5lh8xXPZSKrJ12JOX-8xEQBTfCR2FKVWLYtXSbltsLolYo9FFL0lGL3eUPMSY7yYXOAE9xOixrKKUf5kSxfyByMpdZr60SXDFOkIcQJg0RmL8/s320/DSCN2506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285338708026692722" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYCumBcjnOnCvOPEwLsINCmd7sxjGz-kXoEEmhCvPOkFei0HePWa8YZUuuh1AKTJ2fR0-sHAvHNRyVkD0YzT4YXGzD5N_bPvHV4hCyk3Swd-rBRDKYZVB_wkjJSQ0BSGBXQ7FlovJwSmU/s1600-h/DSCN2515.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/AVvXsEgYCumBcjnOnCvOPEwLsINCmd7sxjGz-kXoEEmhCvPOkFei0HePWa8YZUuuh1AKTJ2fR0-sHAvHNRyVkD0YzT4YXGzD5N_bPvHV4hCyk3Swd-rBRDKYZVB_wkjJSQ0BSGBXQ7FlovJwSmU/s320/DSCN2515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285340126244394370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv6vJy2NsQaf34W2ZT0dlSKDlI50rUzaLJrRVbWaErO2KAxeGa9JBypx15BZICTRhngfV2R9WhBXT9vkqe7hj18GXZrqeTGJMPNuGPkd6MyaWcOqJjnOO9V2CRf0N5i5xOh8ajEw4ii6g/s1600-h/DSCN2511.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/AVvXsEgv6vJy2NsQaf34W2ZT0dlSKDlI50rUzaLJrRVbWaErO2KAxeGa9JBypx15BZICTRhngfV2R9WhBXT9vkqe7hj18GXZrqeTGJMPNuGPkd6MyaWcOqJjnOO9V2CRf0N5i5xOh8ajEw4ii6g/s320/DSCN2511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285340120992777842" border="0" /></a>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-7778323312314313562008-12-09T15:37:00.003-07:002008-12-09T17:18:46.749-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.....<br /></div><br />We were so excited for the snow the other day that we decided to bundle Sammi up and take her outside. This was her first time playing in the snow and she loved it! One of the first things she did was dip her head down and lick the snow. We just laughed. She loved sledding and couldn't get enough of it. She did have a struggle walking through the snow and fell down often.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Sammi & Daddy<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYjjGzNqF2TbOafxBOhdUhR4NA_05P2o70JuQZPx8Ai1WJS2iYoCXWmBpeHi_ht83Le5nlT8wkB7K4XbVvN8nFw5fLR5ciSMcsfdL-C2f6Ji_EOaPq7nYP6JSQJgtetZS_X8xEf67WzxA/s1600-h/DSCN0167.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/AVvXsEgYjjGzNqF2TbOafxBOhdUhR4NA_05P2o70JuQZPx8Ai1WJS2iYoCXWmBpeHi_ht83Le5nlT8wkB7K4XbVvN8nFw5fLR5ciSMcsfdL-C2f6Ji_EOaPq7nYP6JSQJgtetZS_X8xEf67WzxA/s320/DSCN0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277945010792603218" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7JG54gtGgpA62egIoomyIQcSeG_jhKrwSuPTlb7ybgo6tRLKqjjNz9ke5ySrasSvdU7kB2F8-TE8CJS9doAYXTLH1WAPLc-FakgGthUj7b0F2JlzFUDj3hq81PpwVW-Z3khuj0V_OBF4/s1600-h/DSCN0173.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/AVvXsEh7JG54gtGgpA62egIoomyIQcSeG_jhKrwSuPTlb7ybgo6tRLKqjjNz9ke5ySrasSvdU7kB2F8-TE8CJS9doAYXTLH1WAPLc-FakgGthUj7b0F2JlzFUDj3hq81PpwVW-Z3khuj0V_OBF4/s320/DSCN0173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277945016345801218" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sammi waiting for her turn to sled.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdVDsu9b1ZBkZrBOFCfyi7XUDeAazZWmesSCBwya8JcYzXyrow85ZeoUlz5E_qK89qWQr9USxWzo1eIp75vFTMJ_hu3-5H_DJ8jGnyexDaVbiLp4jXGVv7sjEYd9YIFXCJPQHlyLlmE8/s1600-h/DSCN0176.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/AVvXsEhYdVDsu9b1ZBkZrBOFCfyi7XUDeAazZWmesSCBwya8JcYzXyrow85ZeoUlz5E_qK89qWQr9USxWzo1eIp75vFTMJ_hu3-5H_DJ8jGnyexDaVbiLp4jXGVv7sjEYd9YIFXCJPQHlyLlmE8/s320/DSCN0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277945028528956482" border="0" /></a>Sammi & Mommy<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-jhlEdnzpGWFkuqk1ztIAMkXcO2wlP3jiwngAVz5EWuxOWkZaulBaxWe-PcCdk1IWNjbrvujW1t6jATh0QyJwrBf8LZdM2ocFBhftjytf4Fk-zPF3991YPxcjlvAmC3TpS6pFLEbjhbE/s1600-h/DSCN0184.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-jhlEdnzpGWFkuqk1ztIAMkXcO2wlP3jiwngAVz5EWuxOWkZaulBaxWe-PcCdk1IWNjbrvujW1t6jATh0QyJwrBf8LZdM2ocFBhftjytf4Fk-zPF3991YPxcjlvAmC3TpS6pFLEbjhbE/s320/DSCN0184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277945043455022834" border="0" /></a>Doesn't she look cute in her snow clothes?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh88v4GBnyeKENpv03AT9VZvqfg6mzHqlUvgrqpGIrli2Z_9CBbfWEzwnh7ZeUwSm9LO4WGvocg8BcyiCobtqLQL-lEyRs4gl-siHQ7hyphenhyphenqQ-DoIBptSo-MLmzRiHcpHGVSYKdi8soNbtUY/s1600-h/DSCN0183.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/AVvXsEh88v4GBnyeKENpv03AT9VZvqfg6mzHqlUvgrqpGIrli2Z_9CBbfWEzwnh7ZeUwSm9LO4WGvocg8BcyiCobtqLQL-lEyRs4gl-siHQ7hyphenhyphenqQ-DoIBptSo-MLmzRiHcpHGVSYKdi8soNbtUY/s320/DSCN0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277945032979209106" border="0" /></a></div>Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07699866725685909606noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2420953150050296945.post-19123162316156744962008-10-30T16:26:00.007-06:002008-10-30T16:41:08.565-06:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Worsley Halloween Party</span><br /></div>We had a blast this year at the party. Sammi and I dressed up as witches and Kyle was a wizard. I spent a lot of time making his costume and it turned out great. Sammi had so much fun playing with her cousins and eating candy. Thanks to everyone for making it a great party.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPw1bk-M19blxwM0b8sjuVumpgL82G9xHwYlGQGX3OixxqtxKeT2eY9RAapMGpZFVP2rsavumUeFLd3JXpEM6xznE6GVzjGNvUo1lnU9e-5r4HZ41ymsYisJRbhhxKD1SPaqhc21IFlGA/s1600-h/DSCN2414.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/AVvXsEgPw1bk-M19blxwM0b8sjuVumpgL82G9xHwYlGQGX3OixxqtxKeT2eY9RAapMGpZFVP2rsavumUeFLd3JXpEM6xznE6GVzjGNvUo1lnU9e-5r4HZ41ymsYisJRbhhxKD1SPaqhc21IFlGA/s320/DSCN2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263077844881675138" border="0" /></a>Kyle in his wizard costume<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BKdCcHaAO74koKyJepLWanuOez2J6En1Ld2NRAyU0c-0oTnYYsReiPzWbonkG5xOGMPEDTUG9O2UApiZNXCjz9TmA2gcSW2mE244iZbdLw-2I5aLNdaFN1X_TRW91urk2T-LdhYeVHQ/s1600-h/DSCN2429.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/AVvXsEi2BKdCcHaAO74koKyJepLWanuOez2J6En1Ld2NRAyU0c-0oTnYYsReiPzWbonkG5xOGMPEDTUG9O2UApiZNXCjz9TmA2gcSW2mE244iZbdLw-2I5aLNdaFN1X_TRW91urk2T-LdhYeVHQ/s320/DSCN2429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263080372355444530" border="0" /></a>Sammi and Grandma Worsley<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT04nynz71FVieHTd4XXnkJFbAMwi-ZkBQoHEyJgPYF-Z9O2ya3BqiNszJ-GlQF634Y0PhB8kbSiSY0SYp-brXgNah1xwzfpbqD3Hj98Dbc5Dy0Cooj2F5PLscaVZL9NC6TpzHvsyPTxY/s1600-h/DSCN2444.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/AVvXsEiT04nynz71FVieHTd4XXnkJFbAMwi-ZkBQoHEyJgPYF-Z9O2ya3BqiNszJ-GlQF634Y0PhB8kbSiSY0SYp-brXgNah1xwzfpbqD3Hj98Dbc5Dy0Cooj2F5PLscaVZL9NC6TpzHvsyPTxY/s320/DSCN2444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263078936482890002" border="0" /></a>Just a couple of witches...<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTLwikVeoZFqo-DzVm5kcCuYwix-eGoZEsev3HHVCE97IAlD3SqmaI7zVMxc-_186VtpRtTNAtBtrd39IlsMi6A2EraJv9cC-Ze2g-S3kxm9UBqxKl3ytKCM627FKkGHzCQIdj7qmaHIg/s1600-h/DSCN2432.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/AVvXsEiTLwikVeoZFqo-DzVm5kcCuYwix-eGoZEsev3HHVCE97IAlD3SqmaI7zVMxc-_186VtpRtTNAtBtrd39IlsMi6A2EraJv9cC-Ze2g-S3kxm9UBqxKl3ytKCM627FKkGHzCQIdj7qmaHIg/s320/DSCN2432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263077891832015890" border="0" /></a>Uncle Matt dressed as Pink Floyd<br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFQNAkt8eSkc_WolFIegm5I2Bzuqlm_XfOU0ux_6T4ebihBNYBW-MzaRV_limPEZSR5_SZ30fzZjNLUt2GTs5lxBxa2QBYP6VISK5B4nubbxUb0esgRr3G05vfpQe8ffg7jBgB7AwDd_M/s1600-h/DSCN2433.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/AVvXsEgFQNAkt8eSkc_WolFIegm5I2Bzuqlm_XfOU0ux_6T4ebihBNYBW-MzaRV_limPEZSR5_SZ30fzZjNLUt2GTs5lxBxa2QBYP6VISK5B4nubbxUb0esgRr3G05vfpQe8ffg7jBgB7AwDd_M/s320/DSCN2433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263077878045254946" border="0" /></a>Aunt Sherlyn was a My Little Pony<br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ_aRw9y6kjmXSyGFoITKTV3A_CAgw-Ktsnm_uddDvgQ_MfltS2nQEpSd8diYmkxKovwLvcZIgPvwxIU1qZwR9cT1naJytc1b-QjEIQ0T-DTYxzjCmGEpNhaDHMTjKW1fzzTiqeFQvDjM/s1600-h/DSCN2431.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/AVvXsEjJ_aRw9y6kjmXSyGFoITKTV3A_CAgw-Ktsnm_uddDvgQ_MfltS2nQEpSd8diYmkxKovwLvcZIgPvwxIU1qZwR9cT1naJytc1b-QjEIQ0T-DTYxzjCmGEpNhaDHMTjKW1fzzTiqeFQvDjM/s320/DSCN2431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263077869767885186" border="0" /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1co64gCKZpnG0M7pABJuiFGj_pIzVzsqptHjvgztvGRvwhmBO0avZiVxwrbXVvmiOb7x7oFG9555OMRC5YWlEnf1b537LPbdOs1UEas2X9wn1yUuezfVF4qFm6yaePuJDvx6pa56R5a4/s1600-h/DSCN2453.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/AVvXsEi1co64gCKZpnG0M7pABJuiFGj_pIzVzsqptHjvgztvGRvwhmBO0avZiVxwrbXVvmiOb7x7oFG9555OMRC5YWlEnf1b537LPbdOs1UEas2X9wn1yUuezfVF4qFm6yaePuJDvx6pa56R5a4/s320/DSCN2453.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263078944904258066" border="0" /></a>Sammi with her cousins Ammon and Max<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje1zPEYEDG3CB9SSXKnwhllYK0i3ls7E2VgyniDrvxRi7aa2KdToz5RolwHNnYI5tYGuMuFV0wrvfMfNRA6BBeG8hl8WIZJmsiVK506cM65Rg0XzKNBwxGZQXLb_APwLaSs1Y3IlHaXBpD/s1600-h/DSCN2462.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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