tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-337246422024-03-13T13:49:27.341-07:00Eliza BrockEliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.comBlogger314125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-85181026104222595552010-04-13T22:29:00.000-07:002010-04-13T22:30:54.585-07:00Relay Season is Here!<div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">This year I am starting a mini blog about relay to talk about all the different reasons I participate and support my local relay for life benefiting American Cancer Society.</span></div><div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Stop on by and follow my mini blog at www.whyirelayforlife.blogspot.com</span></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-61527304679605184702010-04-07T22:19:00.000-07:002010-04-07T22:20:55.196-07:00The Oh-So-Fun Easter Pictures<div style="color: #38761d; text-align: center;">Part of Easter for my kids is the excitement of their 'Easter Outfits'. Okay, I retract that statement. That is just purely my excitement as a mother wanting to dress her precious, cute kids up in matching outfits and torment them into taking multiple pictures....which of course they hate.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;">This year on Easter Sunday my church had General Conference. For General Conference we get to listen to the general authorities of our church speak and it is broadcast on TV so we did not attend regular church meetings on Easter. So we all wore our Easter outfits the Sunday before while we were in Sacramento visiting my sister. My sister's church building is on the same property as the Sacramento Temple and we were excited to take some lovely pictures of the kids on the temple property. After church all 9 of us(the kids and I and Amy's family)headed over to the temple grounds. After telling the kids 192,877,487, 897 times not to run I saw Alex out of the corner of my eye, trip and smack her head hard on the concrete. Let the fun begin. Poor little girl smacked it hard, too. After some kisses and hugs I thought we might be back on track. At least Olivia was ready for the photo session.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71ckvPW58I/AAAAAAAAKQI/eq_PQO3SpYU/s1600/011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620109668837314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71ckvPW58I/AAAAAAAAKQI/eq_PQO3SpYU/s400/011.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a><span style="background-color: white; color: lime;">Okay, no lets try and add in the other two. Here's where the fun gets more fun.</span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71clDuuYXI/AAAAAAAAKQQ/YomUZBLclKM/s1600/012.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620115169108338" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71clDuuYXI/AAAAAAAAKQQ/YomUZBLclKM/s400/012.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="color: yellow;">Here is where Olivia sees a bee and then starts crying while Alex is still trying to find it and Cody thinks it is too bright.</span></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cmI0IyeI/AAAAAAAAKQY/3PaTuRojyi8/s1600/013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620133713856994" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cmI0IyeI/AAAAAAAAKQY/3PaTuRojyi8/s400/013.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<div style="color: #e06666; text-align: center;">Here is where both girls are mad because I making them sit 7.2 feet away from a bee minding his own business. Apparently it is still too sunny for Cody even thought it is overcast and they are facing away from the sun.</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cmjN1pHI/AAAAAAAAKQg/jNzdQr75rY4/s1600/014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620140800975986" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cmjN1pHI/AAAAAAAAKQg/jNzdQr75rY4/s400/014.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;">Here is Olivia still mad and now I am trying to talk Cody into putting his hands in his lap and actually opening his eyes.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cnIa-jSI/AAAAAAAAKQo/JHcZXaStw_8/s1600/015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457620150788197666" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71cnIa-jSI/AAAAAAAAKQo/JHcZXaStw_8/s400/015.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
<div style="color: #a64d79; text-align: center;">Okay. Cody, can you please just smile and look at the camera at least, even if you can't stop messing with the tie? Olivia, maybe a little smile and forget about the bee? Alex, mom understands you just bonked your head, your a trooper sista! ....Please can mom just get one decent picture?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71gzrKRl-I/AAAAAAAAKQw/Z6D8adMuzuA/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71gzrKRl-I/AAAAAAAAKQw/Z6D8adMuzuA/s320/016.JPG" /></a></div><br />
<div style="color: lime; text-align: center;">Whatever, forget it. Let's just add mom in and get a group shot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h9RqRHjI/AAAAAAAAKRI/h6ceQZbuGtE/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h9RqRHjI/AAAAAAAAKRI/h6ceQZbuGtE/s320/019.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: orange;">Maybe everyone could open their eyes? Cody, hands in the lap man.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h5NkgfuI/AAAAAAAAKRA/RdUNnIJffG0/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h5NkgfuI/AAAAAAAAKRA/RdUNnIJffG0/s320/018.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;">I guess this is as good as we get.... But aren't those outfits cute?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h9RqRHjI/AAAAAAAAKRI/h6ceQZbuGtE/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S71h9RqRHjI/AAAAAAAAKRI/h6ceQZbuGtE/s320/019.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #cc0000;">The fun just continued on the way to the car when Alex let me know she needed a Kleenex. Of course I just had used the last Kleenex cleaning the tears up from the head trauma that happened 5 min earlier. I tried to just start walking to the car to get one from there when she turned to me with her mouth closed as a stream of snot was running into her mouth. Next thing I know she was in a full on melt down, without noise of course, as her mouth was closed to prevent the snot running into it. Arms flailing, screaming without opening her mouth, jumping around. The whole 9. The car was far enough away I couldn't leave her there and come back so when I tried to pick her up she ran away from me and got down on her hands and knees and started spitting on the sidewalk. What's a mom to do but throw her hands up in the air and have a good laugh. Here's to better pictures next year!</span></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-55095517895082035362010-03-28T21:32:00.001-07:002010-03-28T21:47:48.396-07:00Someone misses DaddyThe blog has been really neglected as of late. Thanks for the request to update the blog Mel!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-family:courier new;" >For spring break I took the kids to Sacramento to visit my sister Amy and her family. She is expecting twins in June and won't be making her annual trip home to CO to visit this year so we went to her. Jon did not make the trip with us. He had his boys trip to Moab this last weekend and couldn't get the entire week off of work. All of the kids have missed him. Olivia had a huge break down when he left on Wednesday. She decided that she wanted to bring her daddy/daughter dance picture with her on our trip. This is how I found her asleep last night. </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S7Avt6zl52I/AAAAAAAAKPo/noRl6yHF33g/s1600/024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S7Avt6zl52I/AAAAAAAAKPo/noRl6yHF33g/s400/024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453911614671939426" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Good night sweet girl, your daddy misses you too.<br /></span></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-79348001259880402562010-01-14T22:05:00.000-08:002010-01-14T22:12:23.650-08:00The Quackin' Code-man<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: courier new;"><span style="color: red;">So I need your help...yes you! So read on and help a woman out.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Here he is. Cody. The Code-man. The Code-miester. Sportin' the $3 hoodie I found on clearance at Target. Who doesn't love a good deal?</span></span></span><br />
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<div style="color: #ff6600; font-family: courier new; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Although... I did have to drop the bomb on him his ride doesn't have four wheel drive. He was a bit aggravated when he had to get out and push the thing across the snow packed street. Maybe we need to pimp his ride?<br />
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I know you can tell by these pictures that this kid is no momma's boy. He is one tough cookie. Check out those guns! He is already in the 10th percentile for his age, I mean does it get any better? He strikes fear through the hearts of all the bigger kids in his class...because EVERYONE (including his sister) is bigger than him in his class. That's my boy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Okay just kidding, he is not a toughie, but man is he a cutie.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;">Ok so back to the story that poses the question I need answered...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">A few weeks ago we were all sitting down to dinner as a family when Cody announces he needs to go to the bathroom. Of course the kids always have to go to the bathroom when they sit down to the table. Don't ask me why, it just seems to be the norm in our home. Since it is the middle of the winter and the sun goes down around 5pm it was really dark in the house and Cody runs into my room slamming the door behind him and then we hear him slamming the bathroom door shortly after. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">While the rest of us are enjoying our spaghetti in as close to silence as you can get with kids at the table we hear the "Quack, quack....quack, quack, quack." Coming from the bathroom. As we are all looking around the table at each other, we all begin giggling. We all realize that Cody is in the bathroom. Alone. For some reason the kid is quacking. hmmmm... Ok, stranger things have happened but it was funny. As we continue eating we continue to hear the quacking coming from Cody in the bathroom sporadically through the next 5 minutes. Of course this leaves the 4 of us at the table going from giggling to laughing out loud. If you have ever heard either of my girls laugh it is just contagious so that leads to even louder laughing.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Shortly Cody comes whirling out of my room slamming the door behind him with wide eyes. He stops by the door staring at all of us who are now silent wondering what is going on. As he stands there we all erupt into laughter again and I could see the embarrassment and hurt on his face. Of course I rush over to him when he bursts out into tears. After awhile I finally coax the story out of him.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">That week at school the kids went to library where the librarian read aloud a children's book. Piecing together the story from my two 5 year olds, it was about a little boy who was afraid of monsters. The boy had pictures of ducks or birds hung in his house and his dad had told him that monsters are afraid of ducks so if you quack it will scare away the monsters. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Since Cody was in the dark room and then in the bathroom alone, he was petrified. He thought the monsters were going to get him and was quacking to scare them away. Poor kid, we were all laughing at him. Another gold star for me in my parenting book. (That thing is filling up quick)</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">After hearing the story I thought it would be nice to go and get this book and maybe write this story in it for him to keep for later. I wrote to the school librarian but she still cannot find or remember this book. </span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: large;">So here is where your assistance comes in. Does anyone know the name of this book or does it sound familiar to anyone? <br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">p.s. He still is doing this when he goes down to the basement alone or is in the dark. I will hear this quacking on the other side of the house at random times. Oh yeah. That's my boy, and that's how he rolls.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Nothin but love for ya Code-man!</span><br />
</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-85223228872301989332010-01-03T21:20:00.000-08:002010-01-03T21:21:07.160-08:00Christmas break<div style="text-align: center;">Jon had this last week off and kept very busy at home. Back in October Jon surprised me and painted the kitchen one day when I was with Olivia at a cheer competition. We have been wanting to paint and add color to the house for awhile but couldn't come up with colors we wanted. Here is what we ended up with after that day.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">A rust orange in the center and yellow around the kitchen and dining room. The colors did look good together in the magazine he had seen them in but neither of us really liked them after they were on our walls. A few weeks ago I had been at my sister's baby shower and the hostess had her home painted in a maroon and an olive color that I loved. She gave me the color numbers and Jon spent all day Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday painting the entire upstairs. He painted the tan color we have on the walls downstairs on the other walls and the ceiling since we haven't painted those walls since we moved in. It was a ton of work but I love it now. Here is what we have now.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">It was dark outside when I took these pictures so the room looks really dark now but it isn't as dramatic during the day. I had all sorts of red in the room before so it looks really empty. I have to go and get some new stuff to decorate the rooms now. This huge black vase is something new I picked up this weekend. I think it looks really cool. Jon did a great job, huh?<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Especially considering that I got the flu on Monday and Olivia got it Monday night. It wiped both of us out for the entire first part of the week. Being sick at the same time as your kiddos is no fun. I am glad it didn't last any longer than a couple of days.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jon and I had some friends over on New Year's Eve. We played Rock Band and Band Hero. The kids really love playing the game. They are total rock stars!! Here they are practicing the night before.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">After a long week we decided to take the kids to Denver for the night on Friday with our friends Desi and Aislinn. We took the kids to see Alvin and The Chipmunks 2 which we both hated, but the kids loved. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S0F4WjYR4XI/AAAAAAAAKB4/YjQ6q8Jy-gE/s1600-h/075.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422747755180319090" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/S0F4WjYR4XI/AAAAAAAAKB4/YjQ6q8Jy-gE/s400/075.JPG" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Then we went to eat at the Old Spaghetti Factory. That was a fun atmosphere and the kids had a blast with the balloon artist that was there.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">The kids all loved the trolley car in the middle of the restaurant and food was really good.<br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-46723440188284314512009-12-27T21:39:00.000-08:002009-12-27T22:16:26.727-08:00Christmas TimeI love Christmas time. The music, the excitement, family, and the celebration of the birth of our Savior.<br />
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<span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;"><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold;">Truly the most wonderful time of the year....</span><br />
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We were able to celebrate with extended family for the last few weeks. Jon's uncle John and aunt Clara came up a few weekends ago and the kids were able to go to their hotel and swim during the evening, which they love</span><span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">d</span><span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;"><span style="color: blue;">We had a fun family night on Monday. The kids helped us get some holiday treats ready for friends and neighbors. They are expert chocolate pretzel makers now. And look at these beauties! Yummy!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">On Christmas Eve we spent the afternoon and evening with Jon's parents. The kids had picked some thing</span><span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">s out for Jon and I with grandma and grandpa Brock that we opened. They were all really excited to give us their presents. It was cute and Jon and I both made some awesome faces for th</span><span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">ose pictures.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #993399; font-family: courier new;">The kids were excited about their toys from Grandma and Grandpa Brock. </span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Christmas day Olivia and Cody were up in our bedroom at 4:45am. I told them they had to go back to bed for at least 45 min and so they crawled into bed with Jon and I and finally went back to sleep until 6:30. Of course I didn't go back to sleep with Cody jabbing me in the side every 2 seconds. I couldn't believe they were up that early. </span> <br />
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</div><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We went to my parent's house for the rest of the day to hang out. (If I could only get Cody to stop making the "picture" face)</span> <br />
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</div><span style="color: blue; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">We also were able to meet my new niece Brea Kate. What a cutie!</span><br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-64798398596307753552009-12-27T18:55:00.001-08:002009-12-27T20:46:30.554-08:00The short update<span style=";font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;font-size:large;color:purple;" >Since my last post Olivia had her first, second and third cheer competition.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgiqRN4e3I/AAAAAAAAJ4g/GurUqW5nLo0/s1600-h/055.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgiqRN4e3I/AAAAAAAAJ4g/GurUqW5nLo0/s320/055.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;">These are the girls "facials" that they are supposed to do during their routine.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxvya1rT58LQ8vnc79VmefXMaoCsYjw8TvAWGE320m5DPYdkvhrTx-AQ_C3jkv8XXEjzVwtUaNpdHU' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgiKFiC30I/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/6AYjQWEx4sA/s1600-h/081.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgiKFiC30I/AAAAAAAAJ4Y/6AYjQWEx4sA/s320/081.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="border: medium none ;"><span style="background-color: white;font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;font-size:large;color:purple;" >We celebrated Halloween.</span><br /><div style="border: medium none ; text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-bottom: 1em; float: left; clear: left; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnIQXx88I/AAAAAAAAJ4o/6BH3M1LxhSk/s1600-h/052.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnIQXx88I/AAAAAAAAJ4o/6BH3M1LxhSk/s320/052.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;">The Brock's and Valdez's trick or treating!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnsMiFj2I/AAAAAAAAJ4w/jnzF7DLLfiQ/s1600-h/005.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnsMiFj2I/AAAAAAAAJ4w/jnzF7DLLfiQ/s320/005.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnyZvuZII/AAAAAAAAJ44/_QE0AkIIvn4/s1600-h/013.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgnyZvuZII/AAAAAAAAJ44/_QE0AkIIvn4/s320/013.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator">Nice <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">banana's</span> boys!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Szgn2QRJcGI/AAAAAAAAJ5A/70y5_mdSNCw/s1600-h/007.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Szgn2QRJcGI/AAAAAAAAJ5A/70y5_mdSNCw/s400/007.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><span style=";font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;font-size:large;color:purple;" >Jon and I surprised my sister Amy for her birthday and flew out to spend a long weekend with them in CA. </span><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOVuvDrsej0&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOVuvDrsej0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;"><br /></div><div style="border: medium none ;">Of course we got to see Wicked while in San Fran...and it was awesome!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; 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clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Szgp80YXVOI/AAAAAAAAJ5g/ZGd0ZF9t1fw/s1600-h/128.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Szgp80YXVOI/AAAAAAAAJ5g/ZGd0ZF9t1fw/s400/128.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgqED5Pz0I/AAAAAAAAJ5o/87RpOIyuPX8/s1600-h/130.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgqED5Pz0I/AAAAAAAAJ5o/87RpOIyuPX8/s400/130.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator">(when someone apparently stole my camera to capture this lovely self portrait. Ha! Nice one Chris!)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; clear: both;" class="separator"><a style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgqZ0W-G9I/AAAAAAAAJ54/wWmseuMPxMk/s1600-h/133.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SzgqZ0W-G9I/AAAAAAAAJ54/wWmseuMPxMk/s400/133.JPG" ps="true" border="0" /></a> </div></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-38128475211456126662009-10-28T20:24:00.000-07:002009-10-28T20:30:04.945-07:00Olivia in her Cheer outfit with her BFF<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Haylee and Olivia do the cheer team together and Haylee's mom (Nikki) and I wanted to take some pictures of them with their uniforms on. Here are the pictures we took at the sculpture park. I think they turned out great, but I wish the sun hadn't been so bright. <br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-34396146294333092262009-10-28T19:52:00.000-07:002009-10-28T19:52:27.114-07:00Cheering with the Loveland High Cheerleaders<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">A few weeks ago Alex and Olivia participated in a cheer clinic with the Loveland High school cheerleaders and was able to cheer with them at the game. They had a blast! Check 'em out.</span><br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-40126510571346100842009-10-28T19:35:00.000-07:002009-10-28T19:35:35.425-07:00Pink-toberEvery October my support group Hope Lives! in Fort Collins holds their annual gala to raise funds to support women battling breast cancer. This is the event that I had the opportunity to model in 2 years ago. It was an amazing experience. This year 3 of my friends who are fellow survivors were models and Jon and I won tickets to attend. It was a great evening. I was also able to see several of the woman that I went through chemo with or who I have met at support meetings through the last few years. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Debbie I was connected with through Hope Lives because we were doing the same chemotherapy. She is one of a kind. I love her. She is a great person, she makes me laugh, and I will never forget her because of the awful times that we went through together. And...just because she flat out rocks. What doesn't kill us, makes us stronger, right woman?<br />
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</div>Here is myself, Shari, Jen and Dana.<br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Shari was diagnosed 6 months after me and I met her because Olivia and her youngest were in the same preschool. Olivia now cheers for the gym she owns and I love being able to see her on such a regular basis. <br />
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I met Jen at work. She and I worked together for a few years before I was diagnosed. She was diagnosed when her youngest daughter was only 9 months. Jen was the first "survivor" I really knew. She was there for e to cry to when I was so overwhelmed with fear of the unknown, to take me to my first support group meeting, to answer my questions and encourage me through the whole process. I am truly blessed to have her in my life and was lucky to have someone to talk to so early on in my diagnosis that had been through the same experience. Check out that passionate kiss her hubby laid on her in front of everyone. I love it!! <br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-86416912921449777622009-10-13T12:41:00.000-07:002009-10-13T12:41:16.295-07:00Daddy Daughter Dance<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last Friday night Olivia's gym had a daddy daughter dance. Jon took Olivia and I was there to help out. They hung out with Olivia's BFF Haylee and her dad Brad.</span><br />
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</div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-75805510285710286102009-10-07T19:21:00.000-07:002009-10-07T21:19:07.082-07:00To Whom it May Concern....<div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#006600;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong>In trying to communicate the frustrations of my week I thought I would just write the concerned parties a letter for their urgent review.</strong></span> </span></span></div><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><p><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#ff6600;">letter #1</span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Dear <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">King <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Soopers</span></span>, </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for having the steepest, narrowest stairs leading up to your restroom facility in the history of the world. Every time I traverse this stairway I hold tight to the railing and hope not to fall to certain death. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">After using your facilities with my kindergartners this past Monday I did the only motherly thing I could do and cautioned my babies to be careful and go slowly down. With one on each side of me they each grabbed hold to their salvation and clung on for dear life to the railing leaving me walking between them. Once again I warned them to slow down and we all forged ahead. About half way down I misjudged the width of the stair and slipped on the edge sending my arms flailing and my body careening out of control down the rest of the death trap. Somewhere along the way I hit my calf and twisted my ankle. When my limbs finally reached solid ground I was on all fours looking around with wide eyes to see who had witnessed my unfortunate blunder. Nobody was in sight, thank goodness, except my kids. One of which politely reminded me that I should slow down because these stairs are steep. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">After picking myself up off of your floor we continued with our always delightful grocery trips filled with free cookies, running away from mommy, screaming, crying, arguing, whining etc. Three days later I still have a charming and painful reminder of the occurrence every time I put pressure on my right ankle and calf. As a loyal customer of your establishment I have been shopping at this store since I was a youngster and would appreciate you completely demolishing this staircase and rebuilding it the acceptable way like the rest of world's staircases. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Optimistically yours, </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Eliza</span><br /></p><p></p><p><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color:#ff6600;">letter #2</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">Dear <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">HOA</span></span>, </span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">I wanted to thank you for being the worst <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">HOA</span> in the history of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Loveland</span>, CO. I supremely enjoyed you great attention to detail when building our community when it was new 5 years ago. Specifically I would like to acknowledge the following:</span><br /></p><ul><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Planting trees while still in their planters and then having half of them die the following spring and then charging us to replace them.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Telling us you would plant sod in the community park and then planting seed so my children cannot run through the big grassy area without inevitable tripping every few feet in the big "potholes" left by the grass not completely filling in.....still, even after 5 years. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Raising our quarterly rates by vote since the apartments in our community get more votes then the actual home owners. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Never emptying the trash in the park between October and March</span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Sending us letters when the camper is in front of our house for more than 24 hours, yet doing nothing about the multiple renters in our neighborhood that keep boats and campers in their driveways and in front of their homes year round. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Slowing pushing community property maintenance off on us the home owner.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Suing the property developer and costing the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">HOA</span> and enormous amount of legal fees</span></li><li><span style="font-family:courier new;">Raising our quarterly rates...again</span></li></ul><br /><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">I will have you know that I love my home, now that the basement is finished, but would sell it tomorrow if my property value wasn't in the crapper as a result of my dissatisfaction with you. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">Today I completely enjoyed spending close to $100 that I don't have to paint your <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">dadgum</span> fence so I am in compliance with your moronic bylaws. Even though more than half of the home owners in the 'hood haven't completed this task either, I really treasure the harassing 'reminder' letter about the appearance of our neighborhood. I thought I was just following your excellent example. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">I was lucky to have the missionaries from my church offer to come over and help me today so I could get this done before it snowed tomorrow. They have to perform 4 hours of service a week and to my benefit they had not completed their service hours this week. They wanted me to pass along a thank you to you for keeping our neighborhood a safe place. A police officer stopped by to make sure that these "men" were supposed to be on my property. Apparently 2 dudes jumping over the back fence seemed very suspicious. Thanks also to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Loveland</span> PD.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">After spending some of the morning and the entire afternoon submitting to my duty as a homeowner in this community, I feel like I need to spend the next 48 hours on the couch. Every muscle in my body, even the ones I never knew I had, are throbbing. My body might just spontaneously explode at any moment. I scarcely have the energy to type this letter to you.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">On that note, I will continue to hope that you might some day pull it together. More than likely though as soon as my property value is not sitting at the bottom of the ocean I will be able to give you the finger and get the heck outta dodge. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">Sore and bitterly yours,</span></p><p><span style="font-family:courier new;">Eliza</span></p>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-22582120931411444922009-10-06T07:47:00.000-07:002009-10-06T13:18:50.850-07:00The weekend<div align="left">On Friday Olivia received an award at her school assembly for being a great independent reader. She was so excited, and I was excited for her!! </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbCeFuhMI/AAAAAAAAJQs/WgruWGYtPec/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501477073880258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbCeFuhMI/AAAAAAAAJQs/WgruWGYtPec/s200/001.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbColhKEI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/rh8ZNkwvdaY/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501479891576898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbColhKEI/AAAAAAAAJQ0/rh8ZNkwvdaY/s200/002.JPG" /></a></div><div align="left">I wasn't able to get a great picture of her because I was so far away but took some snap shots of her with her award at home later that day.</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbDhSGBiI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/098WuhTGhwQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501495110927906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbDhSGBiI/AAAAAAAAJQ8/098WuhTGhwQ/s200/003.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbEDTp0cI/AAAAAAAAJRE/VkKuUjrKPZU/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389501504244273602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SstbEDTp0cI/AAAAAAAAJRE/VkKuUjrKPZU/s200/004.JPG" /></a></div><div></div><div>Last week I almost had a panic attack when talking to Alex. For those of you that don't know Alex, she is a talker. She will talk you head off with the most random questions. She reminds me of this kid in Home Alone, Mitch, the neighbor. Remember this part?</div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0936472/">Mitch Murphy</a>: Hi, I'm Mitch Murphy. I live across the street. You guys going out of town? We're going to Orlando, Florida. Well, actually, first we're going to Missouri to pick up my grandma. Did you know the McCallisters are going to France? Do you know if it's cold there? Do these vans get good gas mileage? </div><div><a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0361006/">Airport Driver</a>: Gee, kid, I don't know. Hit the road.</div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0936472/">Mitch Murphy</a>: [about the taxi-van] How fast does this thing go? Does it have automatic transmission? Does it have four-wheel drive? </div><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/name/nm0361006/">Airport Driver</a>: Look, I told you before, kid. Don't bother me. Now beat it. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>Well that's my girl. Not satisfied with a one word answer and doesn't back down until she gets what she's looking for. Miss Alex has always been curious about my mastectomy scar on my chest. Asking questions about how I got it and where it came from. I have always tried to explain things to her in a way she could understand but not freak her out. So a few nights ago I was making dinner and....</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div>Alex: How's the cut on your chest today mom? </div><div>Me: Fine honey, it doesn't hurt. </div><div>Alex: But that's from cancer. Right mom?</div><div>Me: Yeah it is.</div><div>Alex: I hope that I don't get cancer because that hurts, huh? </div><div>Me: Not anymore, I hope you don't get cancer either. </div><div>Alex: Yeah, because people die when they get cancer don't they?</div><div>Me: Sometimes people do, but I was lucky.</div><div>Alex: But kids can't get cancer, can they?</div><div>Me: Uh.... (obviously I had not prepared myself for the conversation veering off the road in this direction) Well....some kids do get cancer honey, but not breast cancer like mommy. </div><div>Alex: <em>Kids get cancer?!? </em>(um, she hadn't thought she'd get this answer either) <em>Kids die from cancer? Will I get cancer?</em></div><div>Me: Uh.... Well.....(here's where I am panicking. I didn't want to lie to her but didn't really want to divulge the horrible truth of the matter to my 5 year old) Well.....Honey! Can you help Alex with her question. </div><div>(enter Jon aka the hero)</div><div>Jon: Well Alex some kids do get cancer and some kids do die from cancer, but you won't get cancer honey.<br /></div><div>And that was that, she actually dropped it. I couldn't believe it. Maybe she saw the crazy, freaked out face I was wearing. The reality is that people, even kids, do get cancer and do die from it. This conversation has followed me through the last few days and I hope she doesn't revisit this subject for a long while. I don't want to have to tell my children the horrible reality of this disease. I am positive that I will continue to try and raise money and advocate for cancer awareness forever. </div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>Saturday I was given the opportunity to participate in an outdoor market and run a raffle for my relay for life team. It is always good to fund raise throughout the year. It turned out to be a long day with being there early and not getting home until after 7pm. I had also signed up to do race for the cure on Sunday but didn't end up doing the race because I was too tired. I had some friends that went down though and said it was awesome. Thanks for thinking of me guys!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389572135501987010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsubTVPwfMI/AAAAAAAAJRM/Z2j_EzZQbNs/s320/race4cureheather.jpg" /></div><br /><p>Sunday was a relaxing day. It was dreary outside and was great to stay indoors and spend time with the family all day. We enjoyed watching general conference on TV and hearing from the leaders in our church. The kids even enjoyed listening and filling out these fun activity sheets that the church puts out about the talks. We had Sunday dinner at my moms and the kids enjoyed playing "horsey" with my dad and my brother. Thanks for the entertainment guys!</p><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsukmuiXReI/AAAAAAAAJR0/iW99q36-KVI/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389582364313077218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsukmuiXReI/AAAAAAAAJR0/iW99q36-KVI/s200/007.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsukmD-AgzI/AAAAAAAAJRs/HALnrd3n98Y/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389582352886301490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsukmD-AgzI/AAAAAAAAJRs/HALnrd3n98Y/s200/005.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsuknGVMO7I/AAAAAAAAJR8/OQ_aqlbfLvA/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389582370700278706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsuknGVMO7I/AAAAAAAAJR8/OQ_aqlbfLvA/s200/006.JPG" /></a></p>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-90113926412940601532009-10-05T20:01:00.000-07:002009-10-05T20:45:15.063-07:00Summer camping at the Dunes<div><div><div><div><div><div><div>This is the first year we have actually camped at the dunes. We have gone there on the ATVs to ride for a bit but never stayed there. We went with our friends Sherri and Joe and their girls and also took along our "adopted" daughter <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Haylee</span>. She lives down the street and is Olivia's best friend. As you can see all the kids were <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">exhausted</span> on the way down and they all passed out. Look how uncomfortable Cody looks....How can he sleep like that? </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq1DNfSEfI/AAAAAAAAJOA/C_j-DPuAj7s/s1600-h/078.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318970867323378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq1DNfSEfI/AAAAAAAAJOA/C_j-DPuAj7s/s200/078.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq1D8IExmI/AAAAAAAAJOI/WGFMuJLhQh4/s1600-h/079.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389318983386449506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq1D8IExmI/AAAAAAAAJOI/WGFMuJLhQh4/s200/079.JPG" /></a></div><div>Here are some snapshots of our wheeling over the weekend. <br /></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7F2By6aI/AAAAAAAAJPY/aWz4rwUu4PY/s1600-h/102.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325613179005346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7F2By6aI/AAAAAAAAJPY/aWz4rwUu4PY/s200/102.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7VWzcG3I/AAAAAAAAJQI/YAI2YgptktM/s1600-h/123.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325879675198322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7VWzcG3I/AAAAAAAAJQI/YAI2YgptktM/s200/123.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7U1XLmZI/AAAAAAAAJQA/UAmgwVnmYLo/s1600-h/120.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325870698305938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7U1XLmZI/AAAAAAAAJQA/UAmgwVnmYLo/s200/120.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7H5L5jgI/AAAAAAAAJP4/FrE2xXpTufA/s1600-h/119.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325648386428418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7H5L5jgI/AAAAAAAAJP4/FrE2xXpTufA/s200/119.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7Hg-XXGI/AAAAAAAAJPw/LZnOTQCcuUE/s1600-h/115.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325641887210594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7Hg-XXGI/AAAAAAAAJPw/LZnOTQCcuUE/s200/115.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7G0WkOQI/AAAAAAAAJPo/w3O7PTNwZ1o/s1600-h/113.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325629909121282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7G0WkOQI/AAAAAAAAJPo/w3O7PTNwZ1o/s200/113.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7GRuBMSI/AAAAAAAAJPg/wcNZvKsQ4hA/s1600-h/105.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389325620612247842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq7GRuBMSI/AAAAAAAAJPg/wcNZvKsQ4hA/s200/105.JPG" /></a><br />On our first ride we found this really cool and really old house and took some fun pictures. Here we all are at the old house. I think I will make some black and white copies and frame them, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">whatcha</span> think?<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3VHUvYPI/AAAAAAAAJO4/UM3X4EwZR_s/s1600-h/092.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389321477473394930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3VHUvYPI/AAAAAAAAJO4/UM3X4EwZR_s/s200/092.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2ZFHfOPI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/8bBzyxpwbyM/s1600-h/081.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389320446088788210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2ZFHfOPI/AAAAAAAAJOQ/8bBzyxpwbyM/s200/081.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2ZurnYdI/AAAAAAAAJOY/6GwtOuWW7Jc/s1600-h/082.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389320457246171602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2ZurnYdI/AAAAAAAAJOY/6GwtOuWW7Jc/s200/082.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3va3yCgI/AAAAAAAAJPA/W_5EuSGFAao/s1600-h/093.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389321929397242370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3va3yCgI/AAAAAAAAJPA/W_5EuSGFAao/s200/093.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3waG5FQI/AAAAAAAAJPQ/3NcIQHbKFq8/s1600-h/100.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389321946372052226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3waG5FQI/AAAAAAAAJPQ/3NcIQHbKFq8/s200/100.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2bd1hqEI/AAAAAAAAJOw/8_RFjTt8hdA/s1600-h/088.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389320487084075074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2bd1hqEI/AAAAAAAAJOw/8_RFjTt8hdA/s200/088.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2aMtUgxI/AAAAAAAAJOg/sjXv3ltmoDY/s1600-h/084.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389320465306387218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2aMtUgxI/AAAAAAAAJOg/sjXv3ltmoDY/s200/084.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2a_LjwSI/AAAAAAAAJOo/hwlursqG3qc/s1600-h/086.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389320478854988066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq2a_LjwSI/AAAAAAAAJOo/hwlursqG3qc/s200/086.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3v83EJpI/AAAAAAAAJPI/TJCIPFtC4Eg/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389321938521040530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Ssq3v83EJpI/AAAAAAAAJPI/TJCIPFtC4Eg/s200/098.JPG" /></a> </div><div> </div><div>At the fire at night they introduced us not so crazy <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">partiers</span> to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sobe</span> bombs. These are <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Sobe</span> bottles with a hole drilled in the lid and full of gasoline. When you put them in the fire and they get hot enough a spout of fire shoots out the top for about 60 seconds and then the lid blows off the top creating a big mushroom cloud. Surprisingly there isn't a big boom at the end, just the cloud of smoke and fire. Probably not the safest thing in the world, so it was a good thing the kids were asleep in the camper for that part. </div><div> </div><div>Thanks for the fun weekend Sherri and Joe!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-16275227995270339442009-10-01T11:48:00.000-07:002009-10-01T12:57:05.262-07:00October<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Fall is definitely upon us. I woke up to a cool and crisp windy morning. The kids had school pictures today so we woke up early to get the girls hair nice and snazzy for the big event. It is only supposed to be in the 50s today and will stay really windy all day. I have to say, nothing says October like..</span> </div><br /><div align="center"><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Leaves on my porch</span><br /></div></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9wMsiYyI/AAAAAAAAJLQ/qp5-rkquPx4/s1600-h/004.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9wMsiYyI/AAAAAAAAJLQ/qp5-rkquPx4/s320/004.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Banana Bread</span><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9xp_xsFI/AAAAAAAAJLY/t6jqKq9wH8Y/s1600-h/001.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9xp_xsFI/AAAAAAAAJLY/t6jqKq9wH8Y/s320/001.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">And my children turning into selling machines</span><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:Courier New;"></span><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9yp1IssI/AAAAAAAAJLg/Va1AGgT3x_E/s1600-h/003.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsT9yp1IssI/AAAAAAAAJLg/Va1AGgT3x_E/s320/003.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">As cute as these little ones are....nobody wants to buy this stuff. I hate turning into the parent that has to ask people to buy things to support her kids school. Because seriously folks, lets face it. It isn't like I send my elementary age kids around the 'hood to sell this expensive junk alone. Olivia came home and informed me that she is going to earn the candy machine prize. After examining the sheet, to earn the candy machine she needs to get 70 orders. She better expand her circle of friends to include someone with an income. It is fun that they get the kids excited to earn the money but who knows 70 people, let alone 70 people willing to drop $10 or $20 on something that they can get at Wal-Mart for $5? </span><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><span style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I will have you know, that I saved my negative attitude for my husband and told her that she could sure try her hardest and hopefully she can at least get the small prize to have a party with her class. That girl is on a mission!</span></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-27697979059062814922009-09-30T13:33:00.001-07:002009-09-30T19:06:45.211-07:00Random<div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; CLEAR: right; cssfloat: right" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPBEmyBZNI/AAAAAAAAJK4/A0GYuISHYuI/s1600-h/017.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPBEmyBZNI/AAAAAAAAJK4/A0GYuISHYuI/s320/017.JPG" iq="true" /></a><span style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">I just discovered this new soap from Bath and Body Works this last weekend. It is divine and is the essence of fall. I have it in my kitchen and think I am going to see if they have the candle because it is delicious. I cannot really describe it but it is a "spicy" scent and you should <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">definitely</span> check it out.</span> <br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator">Cody just loves checking out his dad's ATV magazines. It cracks me up that he will just sit and study the pictures in the magazine. <br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPEbKw0XwI/AAAAAAAAJLI/XkVa154sMR8/s1600-h/015.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPEbKw0XwI/AAAAAAAAJLI/XkVa154sMR8/s320/015.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPEWCstqpI/AAAAAAAAJLA/yVtmNm6Z-Tk/s1600-h/014.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsPEWCstqpI/AAAAAAAAJLA/yVtmNm6Z-Tk/s320/014.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none"><br />Speaking of Cody he has had lots of funny things to say lately. We were at the dentist yesterday for both Alex and Cody. Cody ended up having a cavity on one of his back molars. I had told him earlier that kids that do not brush their teeth very well get cavities. When we were in the car on the way home he blurted out, "Mom, I probably have a cavity from when dad took me camping a few weeks ago and forgot my toothbrush. I didn't brush my teeth for the entire trip." (mind you the trip was 2 days) <br /><br />Then the other night Jon had just walked in the door from work and dinner was just about ready. Of course he walks straight into the kitchen, opens up the fridge and pulls out something to eat as a "snack". When I started to give him a hard time about not eating before dinner he said something to the effect of the fat kid needs something to eat, NOW. Cody was walking by and said, "Dad your not fat, just big." <br /><br />Hysterical! </div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-41302510191083990072009-09-28T11:07:00.000-07:002009-09-28T11:07:47.248-07:00Olivia The CheerleaderOlivia signed up to do cheerleading last spring. They have been involved in a few things around the community including relay for life and the local parades. <div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsDuaufpwzI/AAAAAAAAJKg/hCIK94S_L38/s1600-h/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsDuaufpwzI/AAAAAAAAJKg/hCIK94S_L38/s320/071.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsD1CjgiKHI/AAAAAAAAJKo/zHnxHHC9E6Q/s1600-h/077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsD1CjgiKHI/AAAAAAAAJKo/zHnxHHC9E6Q/s320/077.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsD1EnYMUpI/AAAAAAAAJKw/aaGyg5DvxmM/s1600-h/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SsD1EnYMUpI/AAAAAAAAJKw/aaGyg5DvxmM/s320/021.JPG" /></a><br />
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We got in several trips over the summer as a family with friends, and Daisy of course. <br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrZJwIC7dI/AAAAAAAAJIE/wowVWuoQISA/s1600-h/056.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrZJwIC7dI/AAAAAAAAJIE/wowVWuoQISA/s320/056.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator">All of the kiddos became more comfortable on their ATVs. <a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYF0mB0NI/AAAAAAAAJHM/gsyOlW7lP0I/s1600-h/014.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYF0mB0NI/AAAAAAAAJHM/gsyOlW7lP0I/s320/014.JPG" iq="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY1lpZqAI/AAAAAAAAJHs/qB8lMY5CNLo/s1600-h/021.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY1lpZqAI/AAAAAAAAJHs/qB8lMY5CNLo/s320/021.JPG" iq="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY6GBHSgI/AAAAAAAAJH0/NNlZqBv9D20/s1600-h/022.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY6GBHSgI/AAAAAAAAJH0/NNlZqBv9D20/s320/022.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none">Dad even made them a jump.<br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"><a style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; FLOAT: left; CLEAR: left; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY_NJ-yGI/AAAAAAAAJH8/HDJxr7JgLK4/s1600-h/023.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrY_NJ-yGI/AAAAAAAAJH8/HDJxr7JgLK4/s320/023.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator">And of course the kids always find their own forms of entertainment...<a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYwc_YQEI/AAAAAAAAJHk/CK1IhEyLak8/s1600-h/018.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYwc_YQEI/AAAAAAAAJHk/CK1IhEyLak8/s320/018.JPG" iq="true" /></a><a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYpnZABbI/AAAAAAAAJHc/cs6zv9tGTY4/s1600-h/016.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SrrYpnZABbI/AAAAAAAAJHc/cs6zv9tGTY4/s320/016.JPG" iq="true" /></a><br /></div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator">And since this was a special occasion, I was even <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">serenaded</span>. </div><div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"> </div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzH_eJNRtRhXD6bGhf4UiY8wf__lQeQmAZPQOSNyw0N3X251YE2wh7MrtiLi05vqgvmf34DtuledKM' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-11544529677133976072009-09-01T20:50:00.000-07:002009-09-01T21:14:15.542-07:00My sister Amy visited for 3 weeks this summerMy sister Amy came to visit with her kids this summer while her husband, Trevor, was in India for work. Trevor came out and stayed the last week they were here. While he was her we went to hermit park and stayed in cabins for the weekend. The kids all had a great time. Cody and Alex have started this fascination with the camera and taking picture of themselves. These are 2 of the many. They crack me up! Especially Cody....nice glamour shot baby!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vGCiWtgI/AAAAAAAAJD4/mkfYAh_Af1M/s1600-h/024.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376716417189459458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vGCiWtgI/AAAAAAAAJD4/mkfYAh_Af1M/s320/024.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vFounK_I/AAAAAAAAJDw/eboqmvSrq-U/s1600-h/025.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376716410261548018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vFounK_I/AAAAAAAAJDw/eboqmvSrq-U/s320/025.JPG" /></a><br /><br />There was a big mountain that we climbed up with the kids one afternoon. The kids couldn't get enough of the big rocks and climbing all over them. Here is Cody and I at the top and the group of us during the climb.<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vFLqO2GI/AAAAAAAAJDo/28mNLGL9Tgc/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376716402458548322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vFLqO2GI/AAAAAAAAJDo/28mNLGL9Tgc/s320/020.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vEVS42jI/AAAAAAAAJDg/s_29hiVHa-A/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376716387865123378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3vEVS42jI/AAAAAAAAJDg/s_29hiVHa-A/s320/016.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3urM8RAZI/AAAAAAAAJDY/nnwVJ2IVyDc/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715956126024082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3urM8RAZI/AAAAAAAAJDY/nnwVJ2IVyDc/s320/015.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uqTtfjVI/AAAAAAAAJDQ/lKbIqkSrurs/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715940763241810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uqTtfjVI/AAAAAAAAJDQ/lKbIqkSrurs/s320/014.JPG" /></a><br />We also spent one morning at Rocky Mountain National park. We took the kids on a simple hike by some small falls. It was beautiful.<br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3upj8TLQI/AAAAAAAAJDI/CPBiClBPSec/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715927940443394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3upj8TLQI/AAAAAAAAJDI/CPBiClBPSec/s320/008.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uo3azNbI/AAAAAAAAJDA/tpsZY0gNoOY/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715915988776370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uo3azNbI/AAAAAAAAJDA/tpsZY0gNoOY/s320/007.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><div>We also did lots of swimming and playing outside including spending a day at water world, going to the splash park and the pool.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uodLN0EI/AAAAAAAAJC4/dxafNjAAV7I/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715908944089154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uodLN0EI/AAAAAAAAJC4/dxafNjAAV7I/s320/002.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uGyncyTI/AAAAAAAAJCw/Gn-Fk_EGDoQ/s1600-h/065.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715330584103218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uGyncyTI/AAAAAAAAJCw/Gn-Fk_EGDoQ/s320/065.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uGPmYFlI/AAAAAAAAJCo/69DO9bSKCwU/s1600-h/064.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715321184360018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uGPmYFlI/AAAAAAAAJCo/69DO9bSKCwU/s320/064.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uFv3Xk7I/AAAAAAAAJCg/XErIohSLSFY/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715312665695154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uFv3Xk7I/AAAAAAAAJCg/XErIohSLSFY/s320/010.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uFNeCntI/AAAAAAAAJCY/ZLNxQUrd1zA/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715303432658642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uFNeCntI/AAAAAAAAJCY/ZLNxQUrd1zA/s320/005.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uEYYw0KI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/GBLENHgnjlk/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376715289183441058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3uEYYw0KI/AAAAAAAAJCQ/GBLENHgnjlk/s320/002.JPG" /></a> <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>As always, good times Amer. We love you and wish you were closer!!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-67452865451956947392009-09-01T20:29:00.000-07:002009-09-01T20:49:31.706-07:00Relay for Life in pictures June 2009<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3p_SpQ8PI/AAAAAAAAJCI/amP8ITgDOwk/s1600-h/050.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710803696185586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3p_SpQ8PI/AAAAAAAAJCI/amP8ITgDOwk/s320/050.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3p0BNA9HI/AAAAAAAAJCA/kJykpJFpAkY/s1600-h/047.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710610035733618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3p0BNA9HI/AAAAAAAAJCA/kJykpJFpAkY/s320/047.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pzrY4iMI/AAAAAAAAJB4/RZGUGZIDLOI/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710604179933378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pzrY4iMI/AAAAAAAAJB4/RZGUGZIDLOI/s320/046.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pzH_f-4I/AAAAAAAAJBw/GuPK7vgiX1s/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710594678225794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pzH_f-4I/AAAAAAAAJBw/GuPK7vgiX1s/s320/045.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pypneLYI/AAAAAAAAJBo/u_b_V5JGVzI/s1600-h/041.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710586524380546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pypneLYI/AAAAAAAAJBo/u_b_V5JGVzI/s320/041.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pyM1B25I/AAAAAAAAJBg/gV3K_SaZOak/s1600-h/040.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710578796616594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pyM1B25I/AAAAAAAAJBg/gV3K_SaZOak/s320/040.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pTBcYPmI/AAAAAAAAJBY/GTz4TOWB2GY/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710043164491362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pTBcYPmI/AAAAAAAAJBY/GTz4TOWB2GY/s320/039.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pSvLgDtI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/nRcsrHNppNw/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710038261862098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pSvLgDtI/AAAAAAAAJBQ/nRcsrHNppNw/s320/038.JPG" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pSPdzbyI/AAAAAAAAJBI/sNepiY9Q9vc/s1600-h/037.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710029748694818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pSPdzbyI/AAAAAAAAJBI/sNepiY9Q9vc/s320/037.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pRdaCv9I/AAAAAAAAJBA/1pvulrrl_c8/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710016311148498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pRdaCv9I/AAAAAAAAJBA/1pvulrrl_c8/s320/035.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pQwkO2mI/AAAAAAAAJA4/oKG0SSyXrHw/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376710004274289250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3pQwkO2mI/AAAAAAAAJA4/oKG0SSyXrHw/s320/022.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3olAlYIMI/AAAAAAAAJAw/zzlPQpB26uo/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709252659814594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3olAlYIMI/AAAAAAAAJAw/zzlPQpB26uo/s320/019.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oknCfw8I/AAAAAAAAJAo/kXznvjarqQ4/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709245802628034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oknCfw8I/AAAAAAAAJAo/kXznvjarqQ4/s320/018.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3okLBkjII/AAAAAAAAJAg/wBZdgTB9Q7Q/s1600-h/016.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709238282554498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3okLBkjII/AAAAAAAAJAg/wBZdgTB9Q7Q/s320/016.JPG" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3ojgNW7MI/AAAAAAAAJAY/L9153UQyOTg/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709226789268674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3ojgNW7MI/AAAAAAAAJAY/L9153UQyOTg/s320/015.JPG" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3ojHztvrI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/TahjnBsIoro/s1600-h/012.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376709220239261362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3ojHztvrI/AAAAAAAAJAQ/TahjnBsIoro/s320/012.JPG" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oLWI1f6I/AAAAAAAAJAI/zSeVuhp47yo/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376708811769085858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oLWI1f6I/AAAAAAAAJAI/zSeVuhp47yo/s320/011.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oKtFxjGI/AAAAAAAAJAA/RzeczTUWyFQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376708800750390370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oKtFxjGI/AAAAAAAAJAA/RzeczTUWyFQ/s320/008.JPG" /></a> <div><div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oKIiY0vI/AAAAAAAAI_4/4Y8crIIDeuU/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376708790938292978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oKIiY0vI/AAAAAAAAI_4/4Y8crIIDeuU/s320/007.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oJyuwi7I/AAAAAAAAI_w/BP3GDhT7Hww/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376708785084599218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oJyuwi7I/AAAAAAAAI_w/BP3GDhT7Hww/s320/006.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oJBsHiII/AAAAAAAAI_o/gbF6td5ro-I/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376708771920185474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3oJBsHiII/AAAAAAAAI_o/gbF6td5ro-I/s320/005.JPG" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-79371518455893523482009-09-01T19:10:00.000-07:002009-09-01T20:26:53.749-07:00The Summer MIAAugust 30<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> was the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">twin's</span> 5<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> birthday. I can hardly believe that they are 5 already and in kindergarten. August 30<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> was also the 3rd anniversary of my cancer diagnosis. Also, cannot believe it was 3 years ago already. Where has the time gone? What happened to my babies? What happened to my summer? We have stayed busy all summer. So I'll take it from the top. The girls both had their ears pierced at the beginning of June. They were both really excited to do it. I put my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">emla</span> cream on their ears hoping to numb them up a bit before the piercing. Here they are before had with cream and saran wrap on their ears all excited and looking "special".<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376694875286447026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3bgIsco7I/AAAAAAAAI-g/eYsigD1OIKc/s400/091.JPG" /> <div><div><div><div><p>Here's Olivia in the chair all ready to go.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376694885280627458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3bgt7PuwI/AAAAAAAAI-o/isYL-i6Lwc4/s400/092.JPG" /></p><br /><p>And Alex.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376694891533912306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3bhFOJSPI/AAAAAAAAI-w/AvR3syMZsgo/s400/095.JPG" /></p><p>And ta-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">da</span>! Here they are, all pierced and ready to rock.</p><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376694901657436258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3bhq7yAGI/AAAAAAAAI-4/HHkPNs6T7KI/s400/097.JPG" /></p><p>Jon has a friend that is on the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Loveland</span> Fire department. They were getting better <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">acquainted</span> with the area and stopped by the house with the truck. The kids were so excited. They were all able to sit in the truck and meet the fireman.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699724272694306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3f6Yk29CI/AAAAAAAAI_g/rDXey7oVGYw/s400/112.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699716185277346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3f56cqw6I/AAAAAAAAI_Y/3hjqLfYtmzw/s400/110.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699706560477058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3f5Wl794I/AAAAAAAAI_Q/dDB28nedq5g/s400/107.JPG" /></p></div></div></div></div><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699681443338658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3f35Bi2aI/AAAAAAAAI_A/ptkHnulI6Xc/s400/105.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376699694008609634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sp3f4n1Vq2I/AAAAAAAAI_I/FQRrGPN6S7I/s400/106.JPG" />That was a fun day.Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-15396270727315750872009-07-09T05:10:00.001-07:002009-07-09T05:19:26.960-07:00I'm tired....Today is buddy check 9 day. Do your self breast exam and remind those you love to do theirs. Early detection is key!<br /><br />Once upon a time (at Christmas) I asked my husband to change the battery in our smoke alarm that is conveniently located at the top of the vaulted ceiling outside my bedroom and unreachable except by a very tall extension ladder. (which I don't own) This morning at 4am it started chirping. It is still chirping. Jon is out of town. Jon is in big trouble. The End.Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33724642.post-31282896644247095782009-06-15T20:56:00.000-07:002009-06-15T21:34:26.288-07:00Memorial Day WeekendFor Memorial Day we took the trailer up to our favorite spot by <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Wycolo</span>, WY on the Colorado/Wyoming border. It is always fun spending time with good friends up in the mountains doing what we love; four wheeling and playing. The twins rode their own four wheelers around the camper about 100 times. They are still too little to reach the brake very well but had fun just around camp.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770617554379362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjcZCv-ZomI/AAAAAAAAHVI/N22ZDUUs5-4/s400/074.JPG" /> <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Olivia is still doing pretty well and enjoying every minute of being the driver. </div></div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770600646617794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjcZBw_RqsI/AAAAAAAAHUw/8ZrqdsHRsVU/s400/056.JPG" /></div><div>Jon taught me, well more like showed me once, how to use the chain saw. According to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Courtnee</span>, "That thing owned me." I have to admit...kinda scary when Jon says, "Now make sure you don't do this, because you will cut your hand off." Oh, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span>, is that all. Let's get the party started, I'm ready to get my learn on. Ha! Once was enough, thanks. Just in case I am ever out in the wilderness without my husband but toting along a chain saw. Then I will be set since I had my lesson. :-)</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347776231589034034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjceJh4kODI/AAAAAAAAHVQ/jJ7T9X27sKk/s400/073.JPG" /> <div>Of course Seth and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">Courtnee</span> joined us. (we don't leave home without 'em) They are our camping peeps!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347776245139685810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjceKUXSwbI/AAAAAAAAHVg/B7Ku1o6_u2Q/s400/072.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347776239464696962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjceJ_ORTII/AAAAAAAAHVY/R29Smu_bLGM/s400/068.JPG" /></div><div>My friend Dave and his son Austin came up and rode their mini bikes with us for part of the weekend.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770612546922818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjcZCdUh6UI/AAAAAAAAHVA/eXMT9wdtTy0/s400/066.JPG" /> <div>And we talked Sherri, Joe and her kids to come over and visit us from the sand dunes near Walden.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770608497426562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjcZCOPDgII/AAAAAAAAHU4/P970afimXJ4/s400/059.JPG" /></div><div>It was Daisy's first camping trip. I think she was chilly the whole weekend but we did our best to keep her warm.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347777750735936098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/Sjcfh9JaWmI/AAAAAAAAHVo/uLxoL_evcpw/s400/088.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347770597287519090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j1zJmHlXARs/SjcZBkeZ43I/AAAAAAAAHUo/XarrstWN400/s400/053.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br />We had a great weekend "at camping" as the kids would say. I wish we could go much more often! We are planning another trip over my birthday weekend of the 28<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> so we have fun times to look forward to again in a few weekends.Eliza Brockhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964707860297245527noreply@blogger.com1