tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36165108773075493302024-03-18T21:03:26.007-07:00The Morrill Familyrsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.comBlogger379125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-61372250099578505232013-10-31T23:08:00.001-07:002013-10-31T23:08:22.781-07:00Happy Halloween!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
For the last couple years I've been telling the kids that they don't have to wear coordinating costumes if they don't want to, but I'm always happy and relieved that they end up choosing to. I love it! This year we decided (after much brainstorming and debate) on Harry Potter, Hermione, Ron, and Hedwig (the owl). It turned out really great! I was planning on making myself into Professor McGonagall, but time and sickness (dang this cold!) prevented me from getting farther than cutting out half the pieces. The next step would have been to make Dan into Hagrid, which would have been AWESOME. Maybe one of these years I'll get around to getting the grown ups into costume. Maybe.</div>
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Here are some pictures from before trick-or-treating tonight. A big thank you to Grandma & Grandpa Smith for providing the robes, glasses, and wands!</div>
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Dan started snapping some pictures of Harry-Ryan before we went outside. Which is good, because I didn't end up getting another good one of him...<br />
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...which is mostly due to his current love of making weird faces instead of smiling. Which is funny, until they're all that way!</div>
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Sweet, sweet Hedwig-Nathan. I made his costume from a white sweatshirt, some fleece for the hat, and a whole bunch of felt. I love how it turned out!</div>
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Oh. My. Gosh. Perhaps someone with a Photoshop talent could make me a decent picture of my four children? Because they are apparently incapable of doing so on their own.</div>
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Katy. Sweet daughter of mine. What are you doing? David and Ryan look great!<br />
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Is there a rule that only two of them can look great in any one picture? Nathan looks adorable, Ryan looks great, but David's smile isn't as good as in the previous picture. And Katy...why does your face look like that?<br />
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Okay, this is probably the best one overall. They all look pretty good. So now I'm mad about the plant.<br />
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Maybe a different background? Only, you can't see the pumpkins, you can only half see our cute monster door, and why is the side of my house so gross looking? None of the kids look very happy, either.<br />
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And it's Ryan's turn to ruin the picture (although not intentionally I don't think).</div>
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Maybe I'll have more luck with individuals? The lovey Hermione-Katy. Always happy to have an excuse to wear some of Mommy's makeup.</div>
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Harry and Hedwig! I love it!</div>
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I'm so happy we got the orange hair stuff! It really makes for a good Ron!<br />
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Another picture of Hedwig. Because he's adorable. </div>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Side note: I had several people call him a girl tonight. What? This is pretty dang gender neutral, leaning towards boy because Hedwig is a boy. Right?</span></div>
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Okay, kids, let's try again. Nope, still not great. Oh well, I give up!</div>
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One more lovely picture of Ryan...<br />
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And another adorable picture of the not-baby baby.<br />
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Flapping his wings!<br />
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We then met up with some friends from the neighborhood and made our rounds. It was nice to go with them, especially because between grandparents and parents the rest of our group had a 8:4 adult to child ratio. That sure helped out my 1:4 ratio! I was slightly annoyed that Harry and Ron kept hurrying ahead, but at least they were still with our group. It just defeats the purpose of coordinating costumes if nobody sees them together! It's hard to hurry a two year old though. He kept stopping to look at people's decorations. :-) And he was definitely ready to go home before everyone else was. So then I got my arm workout for the day carrying his heaviness! I deserve at least a few pieces of candy for that, right?<br />
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When I was getting Nathan in his jammies tonight we had the following conversation:<br />
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Me: Were you a white owl?<br />
Nathan: Yep.<br />
Me: Did you say "who, who?"<br />
Nathan: I said "trick or treat!"<br />
Me: What happened when you said "trick or treat"?<br />
Nathan: I got candy!<br />
Me: And then what did you say?<br />
Nathan: I said "thank you."<br />
Me: Did you have fun?<br />
Nathan: Yep...let's do it again!<br />
<br />rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-20479135938514465422013-09-23T18:54:00.001-07:002013-09-23T18:54:37.640-07:00Sprinkler fun!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Yep, there's my kid in a diaper. How very redneck of me. Sometimes, it's just easier...<br />
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David came out to show us that he was wearing a whole bunch of shirts. Unfortunately, neither of us remember why.<br />
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Katy finally ditched the umbrella and ran through!<br />
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So, I have a slight problem with the fact that I often use my phone to take pictures, because they aren't as easy to upload and organize with the rest of them. So I remember taking pictures on the Fourth of July with my phone, but they aren't here. They include a few pictures from the ward pancake breakfast/bike parade, and a picture of the cute snack I made before the kids started eating it.</div>
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Bananas and watermelon and blueberries - yum!<br />
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See, here's the remaining half of the flag. It was cute. From Pinterest, of course.<br />
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After the kids ate the snack and while Daddy was making dinner, we went out and did the day "fireworks" - pop its and smoke bombs. Here we have Ryan trying to teach Nathan how to use pop its. :-)<br />
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Katy sure has a happy smile!<br />
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Still doing pop its. And see the boxes in the back of the car? Those are our fireworks! We spent our money differently this year - more on good quality mortars, less on fountains. Definitely the way to go!<br />
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Once he got the hang of them Nathan really liked the pop its!<br />
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Ladies and Gentleman, my Eternal Companion. Hey, at least he's making dinner!<br />
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The kids were really great together doing fireworks. I love that!<br />
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It's lit! Move!<br />
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See, Ryan even helped teach Katy how to use the lighter. :-)<br />
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Well, for some reason I didn't even try to take pictures at night, so this is all I have. It's probably because Dan and I took turns either being in charge of lighting the fireworks or holding Nathan, so neither of us was free to be the photographer. Maybe next year Nathan will be smart enough to be safe without constantly being held. One can dream.rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-59848030475010644472013-06-29T21:43:00.003-07:002013-06-29T21:43:56.127-07:00Nathan's ABC Book<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I just discovered some pictures on my camera that I'd forgotten about! These are definitely worth sharing, even if they're from a month ago.</div>
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So, a few weeks ago <a href="http://garrettandmiriam.blogspot.com/2013/06/washington-sarah-harmer.html" target="_blank">Aunt Miriam and her girls went to Kent</a> to visit Grandma & Grandpa, so of course we had to go see them. And since I had told Grandma to get Sidney the same dress I'd got Katy for Easter, we had to get a picture of them together! Only two year olds aren't always that cooperative...</div>
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Michaela was a willing participant at least!<br />
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I love how at this age smiling is mostly just opening their mouth! So cute!<br />
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This is what happened when we tried to force Sidney to pose for the picture. And I've got a lot more just like it.<br />
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Then I went for some action shots since the posing wasn't working. I got a few where one of them looks nice but the other either is making a weird face or is out of focus. I do like the sweetness of this picture though!<br />
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Then they went for a walk. Love it!<br />
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I don't remember what it was that I did - or maybe it was one of the boys, it looks like they're looking off to the side, so that's probably it - but it was FUNNY!</div>
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I can't decide on my favorite, so you get a few of them.<br />
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Those are some big smiles! A bit crazy big, but far better than the grumpy faces of earlier!<br />
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Sweet girls. :-)<br />
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And then I they continued their walk. I love these action shots too!<br />
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It's so fun for Katy to have little girl cousins to play with when most of her life is surrounded by boys!<br />
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Here's proof that we love the other children, too. :-)rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-50896429975781548762013-04-22T14:31:00.000-07:002013-04-22T14:31:51.694-07:00How we celebrated my unemployment<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Friday was my last shift at the Safeway gas station, so Saturday was my first day back as an official stay-at-home mom. It happened to coincide with a pretty good deal at Oaks Park, so I decided to take advantage of the excuse to celebrate! I'd known my work schedule for a few weeks and the Oaks Park deal probably about as long, so I'd been planning on it for a while! The forecast was a 30% chance of rain, so we couldn't decide for sure until that morning. Which also meant we couldn't tell the kids until that morning, which kind of drove me crazy. Dan will tell you, I'm quite childlike in my excitement about this place, and it was hard to keep it to myself!</div>
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I have an odd assortment of pictures thanks to a few reasons. First of all, my cell phone is quite temperamental (my new one is coming TODAY!), so I missed a few pics while it acted up. Second, Dan had the camera for a lot of the time and isn't big on taking pictures (he says the phrase "When are we ever going to look at these?" all the time). And third, Dan was with the big boys a lot while I was with Nathan and Katy, and even Katy and I split up a few times (She actually is a pretty awesome height - over the 42 inches required to do some rides by herself, but short enough to still go on the little rides. So quite a few times she'd go on the same ride as us, but go alone just because she could.). So I have mostly pictures of Nathan, because I was almost always with him (and if I wasn't it was because I was going on a ride that he couldn't go on).</div>
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The first pictures I have are of the Ferris wheel (I'd had to reset my phone when I tried to get pictures earlier). Katy could go alone, so she did. :-) Nathan was very interested in how we went up...<br />
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...then down. It was what he talked about the entire ride. Then it kind of threw him off at the end when we'd stop to let people on/off.<br />
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With all the pictures of Nathan that I took, there are very few where he looks like he's having any fun at all. I remember the older kids doing that when they were little, too. I could tell he liked the rides mostly by how sad he was to get off at the end!<br />
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Oaks Park has a skating rink that is included in the bracelet cost, so the little ones and I went in for a little while. Katy stuck to the training area, and Nathan and I hung out and watched the big boys. They were in there a while longer than us, and they've gotten pretty good!<br />
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When we first discovered Oaks Park in summer of 2011 these boys were clinging to the sides. Not so now! The tie-dyed shirt is Ryan.<br />
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And here's David in the grey.<br />
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Poor David. When we left the skating rink I told the boys that they should try the bouncy boats. David got in one, Ryan got in another with Nathan, then decided that I should go behind them so Nathan wouldn't be sad. So David was alone, the other 4 of us were in one.<br />
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I'm pretty sure Katy was grumpy about not getting to go in the pink one or something equally silly. Which is sad because the rest of us are all having fun!<br />
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See, this is how most pictures of Nathan are. He cried when I took him out of the car, so I know he liked it, but it sure doesn't look like it!<br />
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Katy, on the other hand, showed her happiness! This little roller coaster is another one that she could go on by herself for the first time. I think she likes it. :-)<br />
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Dan was a good sport about tagging along even though he doesn't do rides. Can you find him?<br />
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Here's a zoomed in shot. At least he had his phone to pass the time. :-)<br />
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This is Katy all the way across the big boat ride. Because she could.<br />
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I took so many pictures like this, trying to get a good shot of me with my little man.<br />
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I think this is the best one. He looks a tiny bit happy.<br />
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Then the ride started, and he was actually happy! You know, it'll be interesting to see if he is happier when we go back this summer sometime. Maybe it just took some time to warm up.<br />
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See? He liked it!<br />
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It's possible Nathan was a little tired by the end. Poor kiddo missed his nap. The life of a fourth child.<br />
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As we were finishing up I let Nathan pick one more ride, and he surprised me by choosing the balloons! They look like hot air balloons, and just go up and spin around the circle and spin individually as well (does that make sense?). I guess he liked it!<br />
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In the next few weeks we will hit my 1 year anniversary with Safeway (and I even got a certificate to prove it!). With Dan working at a better job, and specifically since that new job's insurance kicks in at the start of April, we are planning on me "retiring" the week of my anniversary. I've spent a lot of time lately thinking about all the pros and cons of working, and I feel the need to write them down. So this is more for me than anybody else, but here ya go!</div>
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First and foremost, I have to leave my kids. I have always wanted to be a stay-at-home mom, even back in Junior High and High School when everyone else had grand ideas of what they wanted to be when they grew up. It's important to me, at least partly because of my church's teachings on the subject: <a href="http://www.lds.org/topics/family-proclamation?lang=eng">"<span style="background-color: white; color: #39362d; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;">Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children."</span></a> Especially while Nathan is still so young, I want to be home with my little ones. But, and this is a con in and of itself, it doesn't phase me as much as it used to. I used to spend a lot of the time missing them, but I've grown desensitized to it. I think that's horrible! I want to be with them, and miss them when I'm gone. I hope that makes sense.</div>
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Probably the second worst thing about working is having to deal with childcare. Most of the time these days I only work evenings and weekends when Dan is home. But I had to work days much more last spring and summer, and it caused me so much stress! I either had to pay somebody (and when I was making $9.24 an hour, I can't pay somebody much without it seriously hurting the point of working!) or rely on the kindness of my friends. So over those months I sure gave a lot of people the opportunity to provide service! I hated asking people, feeling like they'd feel like they had to say yes even if they hated it. So sometimes I'd send out an email to anybody I thought might not be too inconvenienced by having a Morrilling or two around. It always felt like a puzzle I had to solve, especially when it involved the kids getting home from school. And not in a good way.</div>
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Another really big thing for me is the schedule. For one thing, I usually find out my schedule on a Thursday or Friday for the following week. Sometimes we get a few weeks at a time, and I love having that knowledge! But usually not, it's just how it goes at jobs like this. So when sign up sheets go around at church, I rarely know my schedule beyond the next week or so. Today is Sunday, and next week is Spring Break. I'd like to take the kids to Grandma & Grandpa's house, and left a note requesting at least 2-3 days off in a row, sometime between 3/30 and 4/7. I know I have this Saturday, 3/30, off, but I don't know if that's part of the 2-3 days (or if I'll even get it, since other people have requested days off as well). So I may be taking the kids there for Easter. I may take them later in the week. I may not take them at all. And I hate not knowing!</div>
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The other thing about the schedule that's difficult is the lack of control. It's mostly gotten better since the early days, but I still hate that, for example, sometimes I have to leave church early to go to work. Or a few weeks ago I worked the Sunday day shift and had to miss it altogether (even though a coworker was willing to trade). I wasn't able to go to the Stake Christmas Devotional - either session - even though Dan was singing a solo (Oh yeah, had to pay our neighbor girl to babysit for that, too. Luckily we have a nonmember neighbor to babysit on Sundays when needed!). I had to miss Ryan's class play last year (and was told that "There's always next year" when I expressed my sadness). After 8 years with nobody telling me my schedule, it's been a hard adjustment.</div>
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The rest of my things aren't necessarily in any order. I hate having to stop what I'm doing at home to leave for work. I definitely have more energy and motivation in the evening, so working at 6 often means leaving right as I'm getting going on dishes and laundry and whatnot. So I leave things undone, go spend my energy doing the "chores" at work that I should be doing at home, and come home ready to relax. Sweeping, mopping, cleaning counters? I do those at work every day, I don't get around to them at home nearly as often as I should.</div>
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I hate that I don't have as much time and energy to do fun things anymore. I used to feel really good about being the fun mom who took her kids to the park, to the library, to playgroups, swimming, to the OMSI, etc. I don't do those things very often anymore.</div>
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Ooo, here's a good one (I took notes last night while working, and I'm looking at my list). Dan and I were doing a good job on our diet and exercise before I started working. I was at the lowest weight I'd been at since puberty, and Dan had made some good progress. Well, when I have to leave at 5:45, I often either run out of time or decide it isn't worth spending my last minutes at home making dinner, and we do something easy instead. Easy rarely equals healthy. And Dan was going to the gym 3-4 times a week after the kids went to bed. Now I'm not home to watch them, so he can't go. So we've both gained back quite a bit. :-(</div>
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My other complaint sounds kind of silly, but I didn't think so last night! I have things that I have to do outside, regardless of the heat, cold, rain, etc. Sometimes that's super miserable!</div>
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Okay, now that that's out of my system (still with me? I'm impressed!), on to the Pros! The things I'm going to miss!</div>
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I love seeing how much more nurturing Dan has become. He does the bedtime routine without me more often than not, and he does really great! He can feed the kids without me telling him what to feed them. He really can handle being the only one with them, which is probably part of the reason I don't feel as bad about leaving the kids anymore (phew, not just me becoming unloving!). I especially love seeing the relationship that little 2 year old Nathan (Oh yeah, he had a birthday. Maybe I'll blog about it sometime.) has with his Daddy. It's hard to describe, because it's not like they love each other more than the other toddlers did. But he certainly doesn't see Daddy as just the fun guy. He takes more comfort from his dad than the others ever did. And the other kids have grown closer to Daddy, too.</div>
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After all that about wanting to be home, I have to say, it IS nice to have a break. It's nice to have a couple hours of nobody whining "Mom! He hit me!" I certainly don't get as overwhelmed by them as I used to. Going to have to find a way to keep that going after I quit.</div>
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Oh, and not only do I get a break from the kids, I get a break from being The Homemaker. When I'm at home I tend to have a feeling that there are thousands of things I should be doing. I won't actually be "done" unless every drawer, closet, cupboard, etc. of every room is thoroughly organized. Yes, I spend a fair amount of time goofing off at home, but there's always that nagging feeling, overwhelmed by the amount of things I "should" be doing. At work, I have a list of things I have to do. The vast majority of the time I get them done with no stress whatsoever. I get a few hours where I can't do anything about the house, kids, etc., and the stuff I do need to do is easy. And since most of it is mindlessly easy, I get some nice quiet time to think. True, it gets boring, but it's nice to feel like my mind is getting clear.</div>
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Friends! I have friends! I have some really awesome co-workers, and I really enjoy hanging out with them. That also helps with the clearing of my frazzled brain, getting to chat with an adult outside of the situation. It's really, really nice. I think it's probably what I'm going to miss the most.</div>
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Not only do I like chatting with my co-workers, I really like interacting with customers. The majority of people are really nice. It's nice to have pleasant interactions with people. And no, not just the ones that compliment me or flirt with me. Although there is that! :-) I've been actually asked out a few times and had people be obviously interested other times ("married, huh?"). And many people have told me that they like my smile. It's a rare week that nobody says anything really nice to me. It feels good! In fact, I think my confidence is higher than it's ever been. And of course, people are usually grateful for my help, even though it's my job. That's another thing I'll miss at home, because rarely do I get thanked for cleaning the toilet or folding the laundry...</div>
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Oh, yeah. Money. The whole point of working. That's certainly a pro. And as a Safeway employee I get 10% off Safeway brand products, which is kind of like getting more money. Luckily with Dan's new job he's making more money by himself than both of us made last year, but I couldn't list the pros of working without mentioning it!</div>
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Okay, since probably nobody is reading anymore and dinner is ready, I'll wrap this up by saying that after a year of working outside the home, I no longer feel like that's all I want to do. I want to be home while they're really little, but I'm definitely throwing around ideas of what I might do as they get older. Nursing school is tempting, as is getting my teaching license and becoming an elementary school music teacher, becoming a children's librarian, and a few other things that change from time to time. It's fun to imagine, it'll be interesting to see where I am a decade or two from now!</div>
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This Halloween marks the 9th year of more than one Morrill child, and every year they have had coordinating costumes. I didn't start off intending to do that. But little baby Ryan as Winnie the Pooh with almost 2 year old David as Tigger was super cute, and it's just gone from there. This year Katy said she wanted to do the Wizard of Oz characters, and the boys said that was fine. Ryan ended up complaining about it a bit, but then he liked how his costume turned out. Pretty good for $3.77 in supplies, since all I had to buy was the black felt to make the hat, the raffia, and some brown face paint that we forgot to put on his nose last night! Nathan of course is in the Carter's lion costume that Costco sold and apparently many, many people got. I got David a grey hoodie and pants (both of which he is wearing again today, despite my efforts to convince him that it looks weird), silver face paint, and covered a dollar store funnel with aluminum foil. And we got Katy a new white tutu, sparkly red shoes, a actual basket to use for trick or treating, and I made her pinafore (altering a pattern I had to make it shorter and wider so it worked with the tutu). Oh yes, and I decided in the shower yesterday that I should dress up, too, so I just wore black clothes (yes, the shoes look kind of weird, but I wanted to wear comfortable shoes for all the walking!), bought green face paint, and wore Katy's witch hat from last year (which had a hard time staying on, so perhaps I should've sprung for an adult sized hat...). </div>
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Daddy took 6 pictures, and Katy is doing some version of that pose in every single one. Silly girl!<br />
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I like how Ryan is holding hands with Nathan in this one. :-)</div>
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Daddy must've felt left out that he didn't get to dress up...<br />
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Yesterday afternoon I decided that I should make cupcakes for the kids to decorate. Only it took a while to make them (I divided the batter into thirds, dyed one orange and one yellow, then did a layer of orange, then yellow, then white to make them look like candy corn! They're cute, but I'm not sure it was worth the effort), then we had to drive around to 4 stores to find green face paint, then it was time for dinner and trick or treating. So after getting home from trick or treating the big kids got to decorate one each (Nathan got to eat one without frosting for mess reasons, and he didn't seem to notice a difference!). The rest are still waiting for them to get home from school today (well, the rest that I didn't eat last night...)!<br />
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Katy got to wear mascara as Dorothy. Heaven help us, that girl is going to be a knockout!<br />
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This picture has nothing to do with Halloween. I just love his sweet little face!<br />
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Trick or treating is thirsty work! Nathan insisted on doing a lot of walking himself, which is easier on my arms but more stressful! Luckily we met up with some friends shortly after getting started, so the other grown ups helped wrangle the other kids while Nathan and I tried to keep up!<br />
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David and his cupcake. He actually ate his before I got a picture of it, so he made a duplicate. It's also waiting for him to get home!<br />
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David has been asking to play soccer for a while. He played on a team 5 years ago, and we hadn't signed him up since then for a variety of reasons (mostly time and money, two of those things you never have enough of). Last month we decided to go for it, went to sign up, and had to put him on a waiting list. A spot opened up, we took it, and David was finally on a soccer team again!</div>
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Now, David has told me that he plays soccer at recess pretty often over the years. Apparently he's learned a thing or two, because he's really quite good! I was worried that being on a team for essentially the first time as a 9 year old would put him at a disadvantage, but he's actually quite a valuable member of the team. He's a great back (that's what it's called, right?), and has stopped the other team from scoring many times over the 3 games they've played so far!</div>
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Nathan had an ear infection on Saturday (I took him to the urgent care after the game. Dan was busy signing with the Portland Opera, or we would have been able to divide and conquer.), which meant he was extra cuddly. Which meant I was able to take some pictures rather than chase him around the whole time!</div>
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Here's a good action shot of David running to get that ball going the other direction!<br />
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This is David after making a good play and being cheered for. This is one of the reasons I'm SO glad we finally signed him up. Look how good he feels about himself!<br />
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And this is after his team scored a goal. Think he's excited? :-)<br />
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Around this time Nathan changed from just being clingy to being cranky, so I had to stop with the picture/video taking. David ended up playing all of the first 3 quarters and the middle of the 4th quarter. They play 6 to a side, and there were 3 or 4 boys sitting out, so he definitely got to play more than his share!rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-26287258894674686212012-09-20T16:28:00.000-07:002012-09-20T16:28:21.028-07:00Arrrrr!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Yesterday, for those of you that don't know, was Talk Like a Pirate Day. And to celebrate, Krispy Kreme was giving out 1 free donut to anyone who talked like a pirate, and a dozen to anyone dressed as one! OF COURSE I had to take advantage of that!</div>
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Four years ago for Halloween we had a pirate in the family (Look at how little they are, especially cute Katy! She was just shy of 17 months old, so just a bit younger than Nathan is now!). Between the parts of that costume, some other stuff we had on hand, and some fabric I was given several years ago (and made into a skirt in 20 minutes!), we came up with 2 cute pirates!</div>
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This is Katy's pirate pose. She's holding an imaginary sword. Obviously.<br />
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So, I went in expecting to get 2 dozen glazed donuts for my 2 pirate kids. They only gave us 1. I think that was kind of stinky. It said "limited to one per guest, per visit." Hello, they are separate guests! I didn't make a big deal out of it, though (but I did tell the family that was coming in while we were leaving that they should go in separately if they wanted more than 1 dozen!). I had assumed we wouldn't get the additional donuts for talking like a pirate since 2 dozen is a good amount (with half a dozen people in our family that's 4 apiece), so we did get those after all, and found out that those weren't limited to glazed! So we ended up with 1 dozen glazed, 1 maple bar (mine), 1 with sprinkles (Nathan's, and yes, he did say "arrr!"), and 3 "kreme" filled for the other kids. Pretty good for free!!!<br />
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Katy kept trying to stay in character for pictures. This is one of several of her saying "arrrr!" I wonder why that hasn't caught on in place of "cheese"...<br />
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We got a real smile out of her!<br />
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The last time we went inside a Krispy Kreme was when we told them we were expecting Nathan, so it's been a while. The kids were really fascinated by watching the donuts being made! I'd never noticed that you could see all the way from the dough getting dropped onto the conveyor belt, through rising, and of course the cooking and glazing. Today while eating one Ryan said "It's hard to believe this starts out as just dough." He also wondered what their secret is. Don't we all?<br />
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Nathan enjoyed his chocolate with sprinkles!<br />
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After several attempts, I got another one of Katy actually smiling, with her partially finished donut in hand. I'm impressed with how her costume turned out, especially considering the fact that no money was spent and less than half an hour (including cutting, sewing and gathering all the parts). Hopefully she'll wear the skirt for dress-up sometime too!rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-76375729506606042992012-07-10T23:02:00.000-07:002012-07-10T23:02:45.171-07:00Oaks Park!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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So, I went to upload pictures from our cameras a few days ago since Miriam wanted the ones I took of her & Sidney, and I discovered that I had pictures from Easter still on there. Yup, hadn't gotten around to uploading pictures for the entire months of April, May, and June. It's been busy - I got a job! That's a whole other post. Anyhow, I'm going to be a good girl and blog about our latest fun adventure, and maybe catch up on some other stuff in my spare time (ha!).</div>
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So, Katy turned 5 on Sunday, June 3rd (another post I should do...). We planned on taking the kids to Oaks Park the day before as her big birthday thing (i.e. instead of doing a party). That morning she woke up with a fever and owie ear, head, and throat, so I took her to the doctor instead, and we promised we'd take them soon. In the summer they have b1g1 on Tuesdays, so we knew we'd go on one of those. When Miriam decided to come visit us before moving to Wyoming (sad!), we decided to go with her and Sidney!</div>
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The day was overcast, drizzling a little, with at least 3 or 4 sudden downpours that lasted a few minutes each. Other than the first time when the boys were stuck on the Spider, we were pretty successful at just going undercover for a bit. And because of this less than ideal weather, the park was pretty empty! It was awesome!</div>
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Last summer when we went Nathan was just a teeny guy, so I didn't realize all the great stuff they had for toddlers! It was so fun to watch him and Sidney ride all by themselves!<br />
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Or together...that was pretty cute, too! :-)<br />
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Katy loves this roller coaster so very much. We counted that night, and I'm pretty sure she went on it 11 times! A few times by herself, a few times with me (sometimes with one of the babies), a few times with some girl she made friends with, and twice with a 5 year old boy who told her she was pretty.<br />
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I love how much the big kids love Nathan.<br />
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I guess I lied, we got caught in the rain, too. Also on the spider. Dang it!<br />
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I don't know if you can see her face very clearly, but this is one happy little girl!<br />
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While riding the motorcycles Nathan turned around to wave at Sidney. :-)<br />
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Miriam and Sidney about to go up in the "hot air balloon."<br />
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Around 4:30 I think Sidney had finally worn herself out. Her pregnant mama was pretty tired too, so Dan and Nathan took them home. The rest of us, we were only halfway done!<br />
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Part 2 of Oaks Park, where I see my other children. See, when we first got there we all went on the carousel. Then the boys wanted to do a big kid ride, so Dan stayed with them while Miriam and I took Katy, Sidney, and Nathan on little rides. After the boys got soaked on the Spider, they ended up going roller skating (it's included in the bracelet price) for over 2 hours! Nope, I don't have any pictures of that. And that's why I don't have any pictures of the boys from the first part.<br />
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I got Ryan to go on a ride with me (it appears from this post that we spent a lot of time on the Spider. We did not. I think it's just that you have so much time while waiting for everyone to get on and off, so I kept snapping pictures!). It was nice. :-)<br />
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This year the boys wanted "Deluxe" bracelets. They cost just a few dollars more, and included bumper cars and 3 or 4 of the biggest rides. Ryan is <i>just</i> barely tall enough to do bumper cars, which he was thrilled about!<br />
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Katy got more and more courageous throughout the day. I'm pretty sure she went on every ride she could (besides a few of the baby rides). She started saying she wished she had a deluxe bracelet, but I don't think she's even tall enough to go on any of those rides!<br />
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Also, yes, Katy and David are the only people on that ride. The park got even more empty as the night wore on, and we could often just walk onto a ride. It was awesome!<br />
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Katy convinced me to go on Rocko, which was like a ferris wheel where you're caged in and can rock your cage upside down. We did NOT do that! It was scary enough just riding it!<br />
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Since it was another of those rides where you have to wait while all the people are loaded on, one spot at a time, we had some time to kill. It's hard to be a crazy face with one hand, I discovered. I look like I'm just trying to show you my teeth. Lovely, aren't they?<br />
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I don't have many pictures of David, because I still wasn't with him much. I let the boys do their own thing, they just had to tell me if they were going to change which ride they were going on (since they would often do the same ride over and over again). The park is fairly small and the crowds were fairly thin, so I felt pretty comfortable with that. I can't believe they're getting that big!<br />
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They spent a lot of time on the bumper cars like this (Ryan is in the red car, stuck against the middle, and David is in the blue car, stuck against Ryan's car). Ryan eventually got the hang of it. David decided to go on other rides instead.<br />
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Another solo ride. I wish I'd gotten a picture of the time Ryan rode Looping Thunder, the big roller coaster, all by himself, but Katy and I were on the scrambler and not really in a position to be taking pictures!<br />
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David, Ryan, and a friend they made are on the bottom in this picture. David had fun hanging out with him, and was disappointed that he lives in Salem so we wouldn't be exchanging contact info.<br />
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Brave, brave Katy, riding rocko again. Pretty sure this is when I started sitting out because I had finally had enough spinny rides and needed a break!<br />
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My princess and me, riding the ferris wheel. It was our last ride of the night, at 8:58 or something. When we got home we tried to remember all the rides Katy went on, and we came out with an even 50! It was 49, but then Ryan reminded us that they'd gone on tilt-a-whirl together. We counted up Ryan's too, and it was a bit less because they'd spent so long skating, but still really amazing. I'm pretty sure we're spoiled by that. How can we ever go to Disneyland and wait in hour long lines after that?<br />
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The view from the top of the ferris wheel. That's downtown Portland off in the distance. It was really beautiful.<br />
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I don't know that we would have had anywhere near that much fun if we'd gone on June 2nd like originally planned. It was fun to be there with Aunt Miriam and Sidney! And awesome to have so few people there! So Katy, sorry you had an ear infection the day before your birthday, but it turned out great!<br />
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<br /></div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-80991404650256940772012-04-12T14:25:00.001-07:002012-04-12T14:25:07.592-07:00Hi!<div><p>Nathan started waving and saying "hi!" a whole bunch yesterday. I love it! I'll try to get a better video (maybe one where he isn't playing with my sports bra...), but I wanted to make sure I got one before he stops doing it, like happens so often with cute little things they do!</p>
<p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ApW5AN1KiA&feature=youtube_gdata_player">Watch "Hi!" on YouTube</a><br>
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</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0Vancouver, Vancouver45.63873 -122.66148tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-47836864162509426712012-03-30T23:31:00.005-07:002012-04-02T13:57:29.746-07:00Nathan's Very Hungry Caterpillar birthday partyI loaded these pictures a few days ago, knowing I'd have more time to do the typing during Spring Break. Right now Katy is playing outside, David & Ryan are playing Monopoly, and Nathan is eating a cookie in his high chair. Life at Grandma & Grandpa's house is good!<br /><br />So, birthday parties are a constant source of disagreement in the Morrill household. Pretty much I always want to have them, Dan always thinks they shouldn't. Sorry, Honey, I'm not ready to back down. Probably as the kids get older, but for now it's so fun!<br /><br />I had seen some Very Hungry Caterpillar birthday party stuff around Pinterest, and since we love that book I thought it would be fun for Nathan's first birthday party! Since first birthday parties are more for everybody else than the birthday child I decided to invite 3 families that have little ones. It was fun to have the entire families involved! I made invitations using this idea:<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi49IBHYgPAvYYPgiq87cIjF9EF64Stig5YVq-uSugusWTbD-exN3xddFN1UCcepYUjXz92zEmoOZlE_WA9uDJlH9OwZbc_92NJk77MBY2NWxVt0Gixg5vbJFTxfjSiEcTJ9LIFXG0TaHo/s1600/img_babys-first-birthday-party_invitations.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 301px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5726902430644653698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi49IBHYgPAvYYPgiq87cIjF9EF64Stig5YVq-uSugusWTbD-exN3xddFN1UCcepYUjXz92zEmoOZlE_WA9uDJlH9OwZbc_92NJk77MBY2NWxVt0Gixg5vbJFTxfjSiEcTJ9LIFXG0TaHo/s320/img_babys-first-birthday-party_invitations.jpg" /></a><br /><br />I made the leaves a bit bigger and glued the caterpillar on them instead of putting them in jars. They were really cute! I wish I'd taken a picture.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPxZBVqHWG6Xd1CdfTt_VxAecTE17vLO3pxfHUtxQIcGxxnFtMixonAhFHzf_JfygPYX9ZfPnIfp5cIuqyOFoS7UA_cV3opFiT-ntsXeZtMYpxlRe4dVdt4xdTLw1KAbLdc0KyTZgFLg/s1600/IMG_3349+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945824113665314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSPxZBVqHWG6Xd1CdfTt_VxAecTE17vLO3pxfHUtxQIcGxxnFtMixonAhFHzf_JfygPYX9ZfPnIfp5cIuqyOFoS7UA_cV3opFiT-ntsXeZtMYpxlRe4dVdt4xdTLw1KAbLdc0KyTZgFLg/s320/IMG_3349+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>I printed out some VHC coloring pages, and they were a big hit! I thought about doing more involved crafts, but didn't get around to doing the prep work. It was easier without them anyway, and the kids loved just playing.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVp0-m9uFRqgn3EdeyjP8dNQlN4r0Gy9yVLA6dbp77IHnnmE1z9pdYIObfGCCiRYGm-Rw1xbILiRz8TnYaRcnB_k0rK5onaEwzzwXIH-Wi8B9cTZppa-8GJASsD3-v2I7ocmdTDehh_DE/s1600/IMG_3353+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945819153622674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVp0-m9uFRqgn3EdeyjP8dNQlN4r0Gy9yVLA6dbp77IHnnmE1z9pdYIObfGCCiRYGm-Rw1xbILiRz8TnYaRcnB_k0rK5onaEwzzwXIH-Wi8B9cTZppa-8GJASsD3-v2I7ocmdTDehh_DE/s320/IMG_3353+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>Here's the guest of honor! Yes, he has a whole apple. He takes them out of the fridge if he can get over there fast enough when someone else has it open. I've been buying baby apples so he doesn't waste so much, but clearly he didn't get one that time.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmlswMfI8cm8gHn19WhuaodzjPT3v_98bz8A-veEEATAjTGHXm3BdebXFi_tbNFhcYhXCMPzc17WKbKfDfswFoGwdXDV68zk73dXToquNTyZaiNMXp-SWH6W5fQl74BNKY-wpPPYwqnQ/s1600/IMG_3356+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945741897981874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSmlswMfI8cm8gHn19WhuaodzjPT3v_98bz8A-veEEATAjTGHXm3BdebXFi_tbNFhcYhXCMPzc17WKbKfDfswFoGwdXDV68zk73dXToquNTyZaiNMXp-SWH6W5fQl74BNKY-wpPPYwqnQ/s320/IMG_3356+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a></p><p>Who knew a paper plate could be so fun!</p><p> </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56g2hEY4vUyfZhARgXEko5sS7gVPp8bXBKmyr91cu52zD1rV7pTJMQaMu0XcdLFp_IEa4oCvow-YP1FZrvjnuBERRrF-_EhICz06lCray7ugI7AytmTWylg8ZAGyjJpfdbTbuT0ltkSA/s1600/IMG_3358+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945730168854514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56g2hEY4vUyfZhARgXEko5sS7gVPp8bXBKmyr91cu52zD1rV7pTJMQaMu0XcdLFp_IEa4oCvow-YP1FZrvjnuBERRrF-_EhICz06lCray7ugI7AytmTWylg8ZAGyjJpfdbTbuT0ltkSA/s320/IMG_3358+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>Here's our low class VHC cake. If I was a better person I would have displayed it on something prettier than 2 upside down cookie sheets, made the frosting before people got there (thanks for taking over on that Danny love!), split the frosting better so we had enough green, taken more time decorating so the cupcakes looked prettier, and done a better job on the face. Oh well, they sure tasted delicious!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKHHQRfBq7m5vo7FRtnemaz_6sLWteXx059A6xpkeKwjSlW0PrIAMyoPPVAG74vhhFBZpbkXrIB30VHmzXR0oKy1yWGmWmu8AvLkCrNvLjQcGHtQReQQfvoBwS1B14e1DBvRB4aD1bm4/s1600/IMG_3366+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945723095010178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwKHHQRfBq7m5vo7FRtnemaz_6sLWteXx059A6xpkeKwjSlW0PrIAMyoPPVAG74vhhFBZpbkXrIB30VHmzXR0oKy1yWGmWmu8AvLkCrNvLjQcGHtQReQQfvoBwS1B14e1DBvRB4aD1bm4/s320/IMG_3366+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>I tried to tell people that Nathan really, really didn't need anything. It didn't work. But they did do a good job of not just adding to the clutter! The Slaters gave him these super cute short overalls. I can't wait for it to be shorts weather so he can wear them!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxlyvQGo2gbwQ0vd9g3Nq6ordjvEv-4u1iwxQra-iPMAtbVN_BawEo_U_NMMkel2vC3lHFI-OyifN5XFvM53QdlK6x42dTTccLJyHVtLAro6gN-Nh0dG6kkYW2dW2a9CPy9BgfjDlOxE/s1600/IMG_3371+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945718674997170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnxlyvQGo2gbwQ0vd9g3Nq6ordjvEv-4u1iwxQra-iPMAtbVN_BawEo_U_NMMkel2vC3lHFI-OyifN5XFvM53QdlK6x42dTTccLJyHVtLAro6gN-Nh0dG6kkYW2dW2a9CPy9BgfjDlOxE/s320/IMG_3371+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>The Hamsleys gave Nathan this adorable duckling. It quacks and sings the abcs, and is remarkably non-annoying! I love seeing him hug it and carry it around. :-)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xtpO40n6vFNWBqmA1dM5HG9dufx3hoCjR26gvSQv5Hnyq7I1G3flL6QlskFYX8REelVdaznHexp8oWcfPitnvjjp-A25cKGKEMuG5lYVGTmqbRYK7jEGe-7Hf5bfzn7ooWPuA1FD8Go/s1600/IMG_3380+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945717287855234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-xtpO40n6vFNWBqmA1dM5HG9dufx3hoCjR26gvSQv5Hnyq7I1G3flL6QlskFYX8REelVdaznHexp8oWcfPitnvjjp-A25cKGKEMuG5lYVGTmqbRYK7jEGe-7Hf5bfzn7ooWPuA1FD8Go/s320/IMG_3380+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>After everyone left I finally thought to take pictures of the food. I was really happy with how it turned out! I downloaded some clip art and made these cute signs. On Monday he ate through 1 apple, and so forth. It was nice to not have to think about what to serve, and everyone ate a lot of healthy stuff in addition to the usual cake & candy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpsOPVLjjmAOCbxk9Jj-MEEA96i1b_MucgbMav4zo21Jw4MsoQZwwb2a7-usZyViWRTD1XmmRyHwLaBqlbY_VeFqguy1c9xNlWLXFIBTHK5gbZxr3zRVJssGfjXd7sh4wWMVaFWa0hwY/s1600/IMG_3381+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945622980669666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpsOPVLjjmAOCbxk9Jj-MEEA96i1b_MucgbMav4zo21Jw4MsoQZwwb2a7-usZyViWRTD1XmmRyHwLaBqlbY_VeFqguy1c9xNlWLXFIBTHK5gbZxr3zRVJssGfjXd7sh4wWMVaFWa0hwY/s320/IMG_3381+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>These are not jelly beans, gummy worms, and gummy butterflies, they are eggs, caterpillars, and butterflies. On the far right are some watermelon taffies for the slide of watermelon the VHC ate on Saturday. On the far left of the other picture is some cheese for Saturday, although we did cheddar instead of swiss. We had chocolate cupcakes, so that took care of both chocolate cake and cupcakes, and the kids got lollipops in their goodie bags. That was enough of the Saturday stuff, it did give the caterpillar a stomach ache, after all! Katy insisted on having "nice green leaves," so that's what is in the upper right of the picture. My kids actually like spinach pretty well, but with all the other yummy stuff the leaves didn't get eaten. :-P<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijD2ueO3kVfBnvjTb0btst97fXsAJXNZ9FI94d5iCIVxX1VDYDHio_PoWGFBkRkKYJ5GEs_xdunzPoW3nWIX-uI-XDNAIC4Idz3MIGXlaEtw5AlpEmt_n7-B1c3Zng5A3WunxabUrpPqs/s1600/IMG_3382+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945619327146050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijD2ueO3kVfBnvjTb0btst97fXsAJXNZ9FI94d5iCIVxX1VDYDHio_PoWGFBkRkKYJ5GEs_xdunzPoW3nWIX-uI-XDNAIC4Idz3MIGXlaEtw5AlpEmt_n7-B1c3Zng5A3WunxabUrpPqs/s320/IMG_3382+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>Here's my attempt at nice picture of a leftover cupcake. Yum! I got a bigger tip to pipe the frosting on. I'm excited to make cupcakes again sometime without the rush of "all the kids are anxious for cake, hurry, hurry!" so I can make them look prettier.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidxTp_f25LZFKiKrXdy-VT3ARN5APLVgSN9HfYjEHp5XiWDDS_x8BLN4JJ-Zr-mbBy-ZUVbzbOr4CckPmZnGsmx0XEBOa4ErGMijomOOJdYhNSprBCt8Exwx-n_xi5dK2ljc5FIZ5vJXw/s1600/IMG_3384+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945604712071298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidxTp_f25LZFKiKrXdy-VT3ARN5APLVgSN9HfYjEHp5XiWDDS_x8BLN4JJ-Zr-mbBy-ZUVbzbOr4CckPmZnGsmx0XEBOa4ErGMijomOOJdYhNSprBCt8Exwx-n_xi5dK2ljc5FIZ5vJXw/s320/IMG_3384+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>Remember how I said I should've divided the frosting better? I ran out of green, but we had quite a bit of red left. This is what happens when you add red to the bag that already has green. Pretty cool!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFYsvDYX8ekoZrCeXGENdQUL_fjh2lYdmrrk_tAX-3Y6J5OgxSUXQgVjP4kHuX0X0uIyE7yt6d2VOorkE3-eiStwWwCfpaFXa1VTkNDIztGWuZuOVp2BbWisZnyB6UIFMmOkJqICukH6M/s1600/IMG_3399+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945602670114802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFYsvDYX8ekoZrCeXGENdQUL_fjh2lYdmrrk_tAX-3Y6J5OgxSUXQgVjP4kHuX0X0uIyE7yt6d2VOorkE3-eiStwWwCfpaFXa1VTkNDIztGWuZuOVp2BbWisZnyB6UIFMmOkJqICukH6M/s320/IMG_3399+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>Here's Nathan's other present - some cute Cars jammies! He actually really needed some, so it was a great gift! I tried for a while to get a good picture of him in them. I got lots of blurry ones while he walked around. He finally sat down, but of course wouldn't smile before he was up and about again.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPja5OjjzcM3I5X2vOeR_9gdSKcGt9aoEUxm3M1wbFZE9Xx-_wP6RtpiPqcs_IrBSXK_mqB4rJlHXvuNDOWeBzW-gqM2kWXTplRWFLmUJCb-AY0yRd58kB4auXUud9xuse5Nsgk-BrTk/s1600/IMG_3409+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725945597563247378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPja5OjjzcM3I5X2vOeR_9gdSKcGt9aoEUxm3M1wbFZE9Xx-_wP6RtpiPqcs_IrBSXK_mqB4rJlHXvuNDOWeBzW-gqM2kWXTplRWFLmUJCb-AY0yRd58kB4auXUud9xuse5Nsgk-BrTk/s320/IMG_3409+%2528Large%2529.jpg" /></a>I also got a couple like this. Sigh. Getting a good picture of this 1 year old is hard. He sure is busy!</p><p>I was really pleased with how the day turned out. The food was good, the cake was yummy, the kids all had fun, and the husbands even seemed to have a good time! :-) Oh yeah, and I had fun, too! I'd say it was a success.</p>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-26673961846709473852012-03-29T00:01:00.002-07:002012-03-29T00:11:33.525-07:00Going down!Nathan learned a new skill yesterday, and since I happened to have the camera in hand today (working with Ryan on a school project to photograph a stuffed monkey in "interesting, unusual, or humorous poses"...perhaps worth a post?), I got it on camera today! Prior to this he was very good at going up, but would only go down if he had climbed up a couple and changed his mind. Now he knows how to get started!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AJDivrZlftNCpMLa191E6hUpIktdZwaN_kmsDOrs9h_IAdw1M1pRbKQkMaklr0I4v7vkEDpQIszSeZIcF3m2a7q1G0-p8VKPx0iiEcO5g6z15Cpzz7wgXrbVxayp4Vmsxh2_npUO4gU/s1600/IMG_3492+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2AJDivrZlftNCpMLa191E6hUpIktdZwaN_kmsDOrs9h_IAdw1M1pRbKQkMaklr0I4v7vkEDpQIszSeZIcF3m2a7q1G0-p8VKPx0iiEcO5g6z15Cpzz7wgXrbVxayp4Vmsxh2_npUO4gU/s320/IMG_3492+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725211595612205618" /></a>Getting ready to kneel down...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfXw3sPxISi1cAlQdX4SpX8LV3FkEtOYbAYVsvOzjWHkdCuanH2d96zDF70PvxOpYKmG_JAODcOGpib1QEGcQ4u6dR0eC2rnQ2Ml2hYParCM1cXgocUS9l4T-TzWp-BI6IWBSnVtdUhBo/s1600/IMG_3493+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfXw3sPxISi1cAlQdX4SpX8LV3FkEtOYbAYVsvOzjWHkdCuanH2d96zDF70PvxOpYKmG_JAODcOGpib1QEGcQ4u6dR0eC2rnQ2Ml2hYParCM1cXgocUS9l4T-TzWp-BI6IWBSnVtdUhBo/s320/IMG_3493+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725211595891193762" /></a>Ready to turn around...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWS4z3sSDwFO7Sl24A8LPc2hnstRVH7WoQ2J-OspC2hYh76GD9qT8O_aEKewit5V1vhCp9tB0R81nXqfBqADegPDoJp-sFH37uRipLk7wfWU-nci_QhKEhxuMhBQSyt3ktY3CMVa7I1ZM/s1600/IMG_3494+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWS4z3sSDwFO7Sl24A8LPc2hnstRVH7WoQ2J-OspC2hYh76GD9qT8O_aEKewit5V1vhCp9tB0R81nXqfBqADegPDoJp-sFH37uRipLk7wfWU-nci_QhKEhxuMhBQSyt3ktY3CMVa7I1ZM/s320/IMG_3494+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725211597176673618" /></a>Fully in position (love the feet!)...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgddCadeseB-ghWGoKf-No9A97-POXk2Gbd-W2fGG3NDpEBYRVDFyi4orTrtrPA89028jk5z8ySthW5YXWsr3PDufEm0P3lDdvU_p59N_IQOu5jnQjw2quBR7TAjWrvu-ZwD5pXfoVBLdI/s1600/IMG_3495+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgddCadeseB-ghWGoKf-No9A97-POXk2Gbd-W2fGG3NDpEBYRVDFyi4orTrtrPA89028jk5z8ySthW5YXWsr3PDufEm0P3lDdvU_p59N_IQOu5jnQjw2quBR7TAjWrvu-ZwD5pXfoVBLdI/s320/IMG_3495+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725211601219531618" /></a>And GO!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLtOhfLrs8IbDg1GrTpMSm-PyQFEB5ltvXTjN43xTNaT09gHa1kTlerkHxj_qDnsXOpk_nOP_ms3dAJQJpt35bAXX1B3PcJ9XUhzEcVGjewXjRWYsRIcjo33uenmmCw2YjAq2ZtFI71E/s1600/IMG_3496+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDLtOhfLrs8IbDg1GrTpMSm-PyQFEB5ltvXTjN43xTNaT09gHa1kTlerkHxj_qDnsXOpk_nOP_ms3dAJQJpt35bAXX1B3PcJ9XUhzEcVGjewXjRWYsRIcjo33uenmmCw2YjAq2ZtFI71E/s320/IMG_3496+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5725211608194525810" /></a><div>I love how his pants are hiked up to his knees by a few steps down. :-)</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-76642762820783621192012-03-25T22:58:00.008-07:002012-03-25T23:47:29.681-07:00Nathan is one!Well, one of the most happy-sad things that ever happens to a woman has happened to me. My baby (as in last child, not just current youngest child) has turned one! He is no longer a baby, he is a toddler who toddles all over and makes many messes. He is super cute and sweet and really fun to have around. But gosh darn it, what happened to this guy?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kvtBCciHx_vMBTyHqOPH5aoGge1uDYY3CTjcfFvl2pux2uN3uTIDR0t-W6Kvhe7rl9Ucir2mofbril_uB83TKTzm_5B-3r_wVjlj7naXQt9UH7jgmXzusvwXU2upWTlem5lwUIKnGN4/s1600/IMG_1576.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kvtBCciHx_vMBTyHqOPH5aoGge1uDYY3CTjcfFvl2pux2uN3uTIDR0t-W6Kvhe7rl9Ucir2mofbril_uB83TKTzm_5B-3r_wVjlj7naXQt9UH7jgmXzusvwXU2upWTlem5lwUIKnGN4/s320/IMG_1576.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724086692458813186" /></a>I need to start making friends with all the pregnant ladies at church so I can get my baby fix.<br /><br />So, for the first time ever, I was quite successful at keeping the birthday experience from getting out of control. We did have a small party (which I will hopefully blog about soon), but I did a very good job of not overindulging the birthday child! He got some sand toys from us (more because we needed sand toys than anything), a present from each sibling, and a baby swing from Grandma & Grandpa Smith. It was nice!<div><br /></div><div>Katy got Nathan some board books and a bouncy ball at the dollar store. He likes the books (he likes to look at those little board books that are just the right size for his little hands), but he LOVES the ball! He had tested it out before his birthday, so as soon as he got it in his hands he knew what it was!</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPhT7BjJ483vrL0DdBfUANAXWzVs3Cj7AonDRhl_3K_sEUSEbQ_PZujY3u8-kb53fOrSqpWhqiR-hBYH00_qhepPwPfQIhvRAsfVRhP7Gd-r_HTSL4psKasQEbypOLfUR8gbQnHxCS_pg/s1600/IMG_3290.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPhT7BjJ483vrL0DdBfUANAXWzVs3Cj7AonDRhl_3K_sEUSEbQ_PZujY3u8-kb53fOrSqpWhqiR-hBYH00_qhepPwPfQIhvRAsfVRhP7Gd-r_HTSL4psKasQEbypOLfUR8gbQnHxCS_pg/s320/IMG_3290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082130608935282" /></a>This was the first time he really unwrapped presents (Christmas was 3 months ago, he couldn't really unwrap then and probably doesn't remember it anyway), so we had to teach him. He started off just taking tiny bits...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcVrc1uQ0WeVKdTYSE3HnsmYPEM6wUGLxBeHfgNtyy_Z5dB5M1FYbWe0KI7rjhEMsiyc-tj-m3Tyzd4d_bIaTDDqSC06t-Dxu4YmPqc2ubAU1LHmUmjN7rJJRD0Lb36nyRwIa0QpRqCzM/s1600/IMG_3292.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcVrc1uQ0WeVKdTYSE3HnsmYPEM6wUGLxBeHfgNtyy_Z5dB5M1FYbWe0KI7rjhEMsiyc-tj-m3Tyzd4d_bIaTDDqSC06t-Dxu4YmPqc2ubAU1LHmUmjN7rJJRD0Lb36nyRwIa0QpRqCzM/s320/IMG_3292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082134294832786" /></a>Then he got the hang of it a bit better.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwririWg0Zja7SCtfC2KP_89lqmWOo0G_3Fe8IDEvuzTSG2UD3sDcSillzr1425EQfaVbE3loUYhmLllYXWN3VjUlzSJ14Ii32vr7aVLz1WJw0ftrZnphO6W55rPEGxcC5jPqHbMZmjhY/s1600/IMG_3294.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwririWg0Zja7SCtfC2KP_89lqmWOo0G_3Fe8IDEvuzTSG2UD3sDcSillzr1425EQfaVbE3loUYhmLllYXWN3VjUlzSJ14Ii32vr7aVLz1WJw0ftrZnphO6W55rPEGxcC5jPqHbMZmjhY/s320/IMG_3294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082142462529618" /></a></div><div>There it is! I want that!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgoQTtq77Hn1Qx5FZoBNFY4EA-y7LHrXJGYvOXOO0XirqDuY9Gi6TCs_iUPs-IzttutqmWv7vccCH8yf13zE9U4BE1ImTdZDPd8qayPvlUvIqqXZ9zr0rxTo4MPV0-k1SX9YrP9SUtPM8/s1600/IMG_3295.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgoQTtq77Hn1Qx5FZoBNFY4EA-y7LHrXJGYvOXOO0XirqDuY9Gi6TCs_iUPs-IzttutqmWv7vccCH8yf13zE9U4BE1ImTdZDPd8qayPvlUvIqqXZ9zr0rxTo4MPV0-k1SX9YrP9SUtPM8/s320/IMG_3295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082146695541154" /></a>And he immediately tried to walk away to play with it! It took some convincing to get him to open any other presents!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2-1dH-NrRvymUq3NUqPTJAKYTOPiRvxFo_IIMdjlWzqwNORiIih41zBBNZM8IRWYIb6pAJf7Nrt5r-hhYqIjtlj6w_zL1mIis-VOZVFHNZ8VCp_t5xs2zrqMRvQ5MvgMCXmWHSAx4T8/s1600/IMG_3297.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2-1dH-NrRvymUq3NUqPTJAKYTOPiRvxFo_IIMdjlWzqwNORiIih41zBBNZM8IRWYIb6pAJf7Nrt5r-hhYqIjtlj6w_zL1mIis-VOZVFHNZ8VCp_t5xs2zrqMRvQ5MvgMCXmWHSAx4T8/s320/IMG_3297.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082154443807362" /></a>David gave him a pretty neat ball that opens and has some different things inside. Okay, that's a horrible explanation. Just trust me, it's a fun toy!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHpB_MIOtW2BoOrJTPbYFsjdVWe1lCfoJcyV-BDfcP8Lj6tuyGOmPsompaRmbLmGmuc1Vhd0WASSX8seJMgUkbqDJ_nCAkJ0EMmYdvlRHiCA3oZRLRSzDuIOekktqPi3b14k5y5sRFZ8/s1600/IMG_3306.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwHpB_MIOtW2BoOrJTPbYFsjdVWe1lCfoJcyV-BDfcP8Lj6tuyGOmPsompaRmbLmGmuc1Vhd0WASSX8seJMgUkbqDJ_nCAkJ0EMmYdvlRHiCA3oZRLRSzDuIOekktqPi3b14k5y5sRFZ8/s320/IMG_3306.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724090606053543218" /></a></div><div>Next it was cupcake time! Since I knew we were doing a party on Saturday, I didn't do anything all that special. Just vanilla cupcakes with blue buttercream frosting. Mmmm!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-090LRf-sldvsz1Rn_oO45aCd0-OFtuSvsttpxJdIT5XElU1DBCc1PY73YlfGCK9TGdOnpqQDci0zlWGUnb85CaNtrIfft2-qDQ2DQodXevpxSmyNQgAjCP4rBCOufipqAq7hADhJk2Y/s320/IMG_3324.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724083197522450290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /><div style="text-align: left;">Now, Nathan has certainly had more sweets than many babies have by their first birthday. But he was still a little uncertain.</div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_hC4JT8eJoOL_f32J-D72wKslGhqiDM09i6U0u9pz5CvxEVIGvGxSqoM0xuX5-oIyK_EOY_KkqL9gSZfkML0G-73XC2Tvn4_gj5oaJnRnTfmD4_XQvg4I1rbw56xUaC9HrLjI4GQqpU/s1600/IMG_3333.jpg" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS4hLfwNa7x7DV8cgUBfAO5NtojfnpBRczQsQsJKQ5dSuJv22L60XPWtMMYP3-fwlwFJcrqzlgIS7-_A-evb_KTTf3G47dr5Og5f2ww4_zmxZq1DkZFRPp90EoMApt4QQsM4iTB1f4mSo/s1600/IMG_3332.jpg" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-090LRf-sldvsz1Rn_oO45aCd0-OFtuSvsttpxJdIT5XElU1DBCc1PY73YlfGCK9TGdOnpqQDci0zlWGUnb85CaNtrIfft2-qDQ2DQodXevpxSmyNQgAjCP4rBCOufipqAq7hADhJk2Y/s1600/IMG_3324.jpg" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: Georgia, serif; "></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcB8QeUtlYlnaPnVXOQkOVNS4bGdrJtMDwbRCR27kmEswZmYcOvHUg9q7zFjeOmVWAsH-hOfptVsgmnI9TVYQuqCEy0-hDJcsbPLozn0M2UOTu1jEK_W9x8fv1UYJR43OyW0348UA2yi4/s1600/IMG_3330.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcB8QeUtlYlnaPnVXOQkOVNS4bGdrJtMDwbRCR27kmEswZmYcOvHUg9q7zFjeOmVWAsH-hOfptVsgmnI9TVYQuqCEy0-hDJcsbPLozn0M2UOTu1jEK_W9x8fv1UYJR43OyW0348UA2yi4/s320/IMG_3330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724083207550554018" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Testing the frosting...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS4hLfwNa7x7DV8cgUBfAO5NtojfnpBRczQsQsJKQ5dSuJv22L60XPWtMMYP3-fwlwFJcrqzlgIS7-_A-evb_KTTf3G47dr5Og5f2ww4_zmxZq1DkZFRPp90EoMApt4QQsM4iTB1f4mSo/s1600/IMG_3332.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS4hLfwNa7x7DV8cgUBfAO5NtojfnpBRczQsQsJKQ5dSuJv22L60XPWtMMYP3-fwlwFJcrqzlgIS7-_A-evb_KTTf3G47dr5Og5f2ww4_zmxZq1DkZFRPp90EoMApt4QQsM4iTB1f4mSo/s320/IMG_3332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724083222174519202" /></a>Hey, this is pretty good!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_hC4JT8eJoOL_f32J-D72wKslGhqiDM09i6U0u9pz5CvxEVIGvGxSqoM0xuX5-oIyK_EOY_KkqL9gSZfkML0G-73XC2Tvn4_gj5oaJnRnTfmD4_XQvg4I1rbw56xUaC9HrLjI4GQqpU/s1600/IMG_3333.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO_hC4JT8eJoOL_f32J-D72wKslGhqiDM09i6U0u9pz5CvxEVIGvGxSqoM0xuX5-oIyK_EOY_KkqL9gSZfkML0G-73XC2Tvn4_gj5oaJnRnTfmD4_XQvg4I1rbw56xUaC9HrLjI4GQqpU/s320/IMG_3333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724083229434313042" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Yum!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCERorgpIIDCtn9emO_MZ3_VzX1MH0OBRcZzzMlikdx7_HyhT3OKqJ3mN71qHS2_zJm6m5pZq1kD86SzoqlB6S1HfLhCcxPYHaSJFP8eheRqH-dV3oADkL2Bn5Sso8PYZ_HEuVLAFJ7Uc/s1600/IMG_3346.jpg" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCERorgpIIDCtn9emO_MZ3_VzX1MH0OBRcZzzMlikdx7_HyhT3OKqJ3mN71qHS2_zJm6m5pZq1kD86SzoqlB6S1HfLhCcxPYHaSJFP8eheRqH-dV3oADkL2Bn5Sso8PYZ_HEuVLAFJ7Uc/s320/IMG_3346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724082598682619266" /></a></div>It wasn't all that much frosting so he didn't get good and messy like a baby is supposed to for their first birthday. Oh well, he didn't seem to mind!<div><br /></div><div>Nathan is such a wonderful, sweet dispositioned little guy. He loves his brothers & sister so much, and is such a joy to have around! Happy Birthday, Nathan! We're glad you're in our family!</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-65066158433790867712012-02-27T23:40:00.003-08:002012-02-27T23:46:02.599-08:00Taaaake oooon meeee!Got Just Dance 3 with the <a href="http://dealseekingmom.com/redbox-free-one-day-game-rental-code/">free Redbox game deal</a> going on. Probably not going to return it tomorrow. Too entertaining!<br /><br />Oh, and Nathan walks now.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcC-ptIbDbk">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BcC-ptIbDbk</a>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-85181913819526043982012-02-05T22:18:00.002-08:002012-02-05T22:48:50.748-08:00Look! It's a post!I'm pretty sure I have adult ADHD. I've suspected as much since David was diagnosed 4 years ago, but never got around to going to a doctor or anything. I've taken an anti-depressant most of the time since having PPD when Ryan was born (these topics are connected, I promise). When I went to my doctor last December for a well check (the last one before stupid Aetna no longer accepts our beloved Dr. David as "in network"), we decided to try adding a new medication - Wellbutrin. Then over the course of the next few weeks I changed A LOT in my ability to be organized, clean the house, get around to things like doing Katy's hair, be on time (two weeks in a row to church!), etc. I didn't initially remember the medication, because there are a few other factors that have changed - I'm also taking Calcium Citrate to help with low vitamin D levels, and I've been eating healthier lately to try and lose that darn baby weight. I don't remember what made me think to look, but I checked the info on Wellbutrin. It's mainly prescribed for depression & smoking cessation, but also for a few others, including adult ADHD! So I'm now pretty confident that we have accidentally treated my undiagnosed adult ADHD, and that's why I'm finally able to be a decent homemaker! Hooray!<br /><br />I'm doing a good job of not trying to do too much and burning out, so I've been making slow and steady progress in the overall organization of the house. The office has long been the most cluttered room in the house, and I finally started to tackle it yesterday. And I found the cord that connects the camera to the computer! It's been missing for months, and I hate using the card reader instead. So I uploaded pictures for the first time since September or October. I have quite a few I'd like to post (although I did go quite a bit of that time only using my cell camera and the "fancy" camera, which I have not uploaded yet), but for tonight we just have a few from today:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2eUmKlZhF2YIm7JzJlMKkYCpoKaxJ0zMg0cNwXRm1FYJwScAq4JhbBQ-Qgv_TI7RPszEM5DvZhnwXr9p_O09ffSZf9L5xv96ETpUtRKFhiUDgIY19NvEN7JDySOjCs_34a1YdhjZwDlI/s1600/IMG_6905+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2eUmKlZhF2YIm7JzJlMKkYCpoKaxJ0zMg0cNwXRm1FYJwScAq4JhbBQ-Qgv_TI7RPszEM5DvZhnwXr9p_O09ffSZf9L5xv96ETpUtRKFhiUDgIY19NvEN7JDySOjCs_34a1YdhjZwDlI/s320/IMG_6905+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705903878555735858" /></a><br />I had the boys take a picture right after church today, mostly to remind me of something that happened during Sacrament meeting. In our ward we sing <span style="font-style:italic;">Called to Serve</span> as the closing song whenever someone leaves on a mission, so we were doing that today. I had a really nice moment while we were standing there singing. Ryan was directly to my right, and David was to the right of him (Nathan was actually behind Ryan, being held by a young woman). I was looking at them singing, thinking about how they're future missionaries. Then I looked to my left at Katy, who was standing on the pew with her arm around me. I was feeling so happy with them all.<br /><br />Then I looked back to the right, and Ryan was swinging his scriptures at David. Of course. Well, it was nice while it lasted!<br /><br /><br />And, because we should include the other two offspring in case I don't get around to blogging again soon:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU86dNctuySVA7HEksy_4Ef2FajjpQGvlgfvgJsQutuSRgjkAhv7gQgig8V2D51JR6x88gDhKNZDK8zdiaYAfvu_9ztXwlq2LOVBmmOYAvwwM6Ns1xeXBvRWBz_3CTk24z3Lkq_WirFu4/s1600/IMG_6898+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU86dNctuySVA7HEksy_4Ef2FajjpQGvlgfvgJsQutuSRgjkAhv7gQgig8V2D51JR6x88gDhKNZDK8zdiaYAfvu_9ztXwlq2LOVBmmOYAvwwM6Ns1xeXBvRWBz_3CTk24z3Lkq_WirFu4/s320/IMG_6898+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705903884014180514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDscJT8LXpaqKTstF9Eb4ILP8MUKIfZjsexRoKqhOb7BaQqcJBQ8eXKxafisSkblCO7HFvaz59kNg84CmLdphZoCkTvoXQI1RKRIUYdQ5ledID_qr5ftfaPhhOjsOaoVOY1P3eTYb1WbE/s1600/IMG_6909+%2528Large%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDscJT8LXpaqKTstF9Eb4ILP8MUKIfZjsexRoKqhOb7BaQqcJBQ8eXKxafisSkblCO7HFvaz59kNg84CmLdphZoCkTvoXQI1RKRIUYdQ5ledID_qr5ftfaPhhOjsOaoVOY1P3eTYb1WbE/s320/IMG_6909+%2528Large%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705903890336023922" /></a>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-48057605339061542642011-11-14T21:26:00.001-08:002011-11-14T21:46:59.502-08:00Testing the Blogger app!<div><p>I just found out that blogger has a smartphone app! I've spent so much less time on the computer lately (and that's not going to get better any time soon, Nathan pulled to standing today!), being able to blog from my phone should make it a lot more likely to happen! It looks like I can load plenty of pictures, but they all go at the end without writing in between. That's sad, but better than nothing!</p>
<p>So here is a set of three pictures I took while making dinner this evening. Nathan had just taken a short nap and needed cuddles, so I plopped him on the couch with the other three who were watching Pink Panther (and luckily David cuddles were enough so I could go make dinner!). I love the progression of Nathan not seeing me, looking over, and grinning at me. He sure is a sweet guy. :-) </p>
<p>Okay, I've tried three times and it keeps posting the pictures out of order. Which doesn't show the cute progression. That's disappointing...<br>
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So it's been two months since I blogged last. Oops. So here is the obligatory Halloween costume picture (only a week and a half late!). Hopefully I find the time, energy, and motivation to blog again before two months pass this time!<br /><br />Every year since Ryan was born we've had coordinating costumes (with the kind of exception of the year the boys were knights and Katy ended up being a strawberry fairy by day and pink bunny by night...she was supposed to be a princess to coordinate. I say "kind of" exception, because it could be argued that the strawberry fairy fits the theme of Fantasy with the knights...and at least the boys matched if that's too much of a stretch).<div><br /></div><div>Pooh & Tigger</div><div>Dash & Jack Jack</div><div>Buzz & Woody</div><div>Tinkerbell, Captain Hook, & Peter Pan</div><div>Princess Leia, Darth Vader, & Luke Skywalker</div><div>Princess Peach, Mario, & Luigi</div><div><br /></div><div>It's been fun, but it's getting harder! Not so much because of the extra person, but because the kids are getting old enough to have strong opinions about what they want to be. Oh, and I'm not forcing them to coordinate, they really want to. We have a few ideas left that will probably work (expect "super heroes" at some point). This year we ended up settling on the theme "Classic Halloween" - we have a jack-o-lantern, a witch, a skeleton, and a spider!</div><div><br /></div><div><div>You can tell this is my fourth baby. I found his costume for $2.50 at Once Upon a Child. The head part was way too big and kept falling over his face (despite me having safety pinned part together to make it smaller). As long as I kept adjusting it he didn't mind it, though, and was pretty darn cute!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5T4Q6TQCBZvPbifhPlUbAK4242U-ci3WX4t-wEYKOVA3XZVs_sFJa7pqBqOy1SobdGqkGLWNWHci86-JDZNi_vx4v3GTxw_C6uhlVOFve1RGMM4het4HI2LM6KwbjVoTJPGNq_mKkORs/s1600/IMG_2987+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5T4Q6TQCBZvPbifhPlUbAK4242U-ci3WX4t-wEYKOVA3XZVs_sFJa7pqBqOy1SobdGqkGLWNWHci86-JDZNi_vx4v3GTxw_C6uhlVOFve1RGMM4het4HI2LM6KwbjVoTJPGNq_mKkORs/s320/IMG_2987+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635804545966770" /></a>Smile?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66I-9Cdl0_8n86JOfPyeGQd4GcgNa15z2pgfFYzH1PzZIcLmzEwNMd6jjU52fGbKAghqGpr4RemSRZsHmvLUNQ_QzPmMZhTsWzBlQvsNeK8qs5TBerfFF_w5WuL_Nwg7MUwxAi5wCAag/s1600/IMG_2989+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66I-9Cdl0_8n86JOfPyeGQd4GcgNa15z2pgfFYzH1PzZIcLmzEwNMd6jjU52fGbKAghqGpr4RemSRZsHmvLUNQ_QzPmMZhTsWzBlQvsNeK8qs5TBerfFF_w5WuL_Nwg7MUwxAi5wCAag/s320/IMG_2989+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635804779995554" /></a>Getting there...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_evU55PpZuqcq60itGVODBrLp4ImR_IGST-vLF46D1iRdGapCikZlj_CfvJiwvA2qAW6kv3yVupjKW1xyzGHqepjz5dM6gV0JIHKpHv3q-cAYUQTviXPBTXfUYEHSox7-vgsXmFJ9Z0/s1600/IMG_2990+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_evU55PpZuqcq60itGVODBrLp4ImR_IGST-vLF46D1iRdGapCikZlj_CfvJiwvA2qAW6kv3yVupjKW1xyzGHqepjz5dM6gV0JIHKpHv3q-cAYUQTviXPBTXfUYEHSox7-vgsXmFJ9Z0/s320/IMG_2990+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635799930456482" /></a>Big smiles!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRHLOeLDbRsxejfA45sK42EYf-LyldeVP-qzXmtbjZkVrOZHiwIYwzVBxLAq2EfjXLItrrXURaMduWsI20xMaTZp-KYGW8c6Ok8HDoJBjhFM39aEJBnUpCeG6xw1Py7nuy0epKbe8kL44/s1600/IMG_2991+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRHLOeLDbRsxejfA45sK42EYf-LyldeVP-qzXmtbjZkVrOZHiwIYwzVBxLAq2EfjXLItrrXURaMduWsI20xMaTZp-KYGW8c6Ok8HDoJBjhFM39aEJBnUpCeG6xw1Py7nuy0epKbe8kL44/s320/IMG_2991+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635719678157186" /></a>Dan took the pictures (at my command), so I'm only guessing that she's sampling our candy here. Seems a pretty good bet though! Katy is a pretty witch (easier on the girly girl & her mom than a scary witch). I made her costume (sorry boys, I swear I love you all too!), and it took two very late nights. And I indulged in putting make up on my little girl. Look at those lashes!!! It's a good thing she has so many brothers to watch out for her!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3QYYjb8F2rJA_B4fR-1sVxelhnlJySj7ham8HtoIWEfW50OR-QMZejb-xFXQ5SKNcY2_HuqJxqXxX2L4f_CfGem1bZx-EPilQ2bi1qbN5gMr9OUL4FGw9tnUm4nfVecVna1cSpF7926c/s1600/IMG_2993+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3QYYjb8F2rJA_B4fR-1sVxelhnlJySj7ham8HtoIWEfW50OR-QMZejb-xFXQ5SKNcY2_HuqJxqXxX2L4f_CfGem1bZx-EPilQ2bi1qbN5gMr9OUL4FGw9tnUm4nfVecVna1cSpF7926c/s320/IMG_2993+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635720982983474" /></a>She's a little happy, don'tcha think?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Pzy9WhxioJiDMhGbVq5oZ-K8_KcVw7FYcxMOy5ibbqYqX6KTkvMVQSap49HE1UVB2AVSOj4-Ubd2_IFpn29vgGXo_s8Y5v1GYl2Iyd1JXOX_Sll1A98PzaRX_UDv8dKhYzV_7KOSxxY/s1600/IMG_2997+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Pzy9WhxioJiDMhGbVq5oZ-K8_KcVw7FYcxMOy5ibbqYqX6KTkvMVQSap49HE1UVB2AVSOj4-Ubd2_IFpn29vgGXo_s8Y5v1GYl2Iyd1JXOX_Sll1A98PzaRX_UDv8dKhYzV_7KOSxxY/s320/IMG_2997+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635704496857282" /></a>David borrowed this super cool spider costume from my mom. Aunt Hannah wore it when she was his age! He really liked how the costume arms moved when his did. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Gqj_idyzqm7McT74l0lJbbEd0bSoLBSV3iTtOdm8KLOBr9CY_b5ml6wNLk38vDTMDWOM9Thh1g5AUL_kz3xn25BI-GYT2XsmncjbU9Xwq-LclR_Ic3nldM22QKqMWn2h1zfWl-xFMog/s1600/IMG_2998+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Gqj_idyzqm7McT74l0lJbbEd0bSoLBSV3iTtOdm8KLOBr9CY_b5ml6wNLk38vDTMDWOM9Thh1g5AUL_kz3xn25BI-GYT2XsmncjbU9Xwq-LclR_Ic3nldM22QKqMWn2h1zfWl-xFMog/s320/IMG_2998+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635703894751746" /></a>Ah, Ryan, the hardest one to get to decide. He finally settled on skeleton thanks to his love of Minecraft (a computer game). It glows in the dark! And guess what - so does his face! It was pretty cool looking!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_trn8kHrE_XKj7PdcSNthm6al_AsZD-DkTTghbml4Y2meHOwjdoVAvsbLjMqgMuCMF2OZcowBp9dBON52aSND2JpfOL33PnEnAAa5vCTxRho1a0gIOv9QmZ4lsNzLAtL5jlSDtHx5cw/s1600/IMG_3007+%2528Large%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-_trn8kHrE_XKj7PdcSNthm6al_AsZD-DkTTghbml4Y2meHOwjdoVAvsbLjMqgMuCMF2OZcowBp9dBON52aSND2JpfOL33PnEnAAa5vCTxRho1a0gIOv9QmZ4lsNzLAtL5jlSDtHx5cw/s320/IMG_3007+%2528Large%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673635701417035858" /></a>Here we all are, ready to go out! We got a decent haul - everybody still has plenty of candy (especially David). It was fun!</div></div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-44066414723562774352011-09-01T22:56:00.001-07:002011-09-01T23:46:15.803-07:00School!It's that time o' year again. Time to buy a bunch of name brand school supplies because that's what the list says to get, even though I rarely buy name brand anything. Time to buy the boys nice new clothes and hope they like them better than some of the ugly things they've been wearing lately. Time to start getting up early every day in exchange for many hours with only 2 children. Oh yeah, and maybe time for the boys to learn a thing or two! Maybe. David starts full time Excel this year, so chances are better than they were last year that he'll actually learn something!<div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXE4Emkm6sOQQWdKtJGvA_cPljoIcit6aUcAoiXQAfOulp6WOYp5cyvaoHZgfBany7I2pWIOEG4lTgI2yoUiQ7pVMyID_iAN67yoP7BgwcDsTVv9TgCG1vJ57mZVsEpTXOirFEY0f5MmI/s1600/IMG_6656+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXE4Emkm6sOQQWdKtJGvA_cPljoIcit6aUcAoiXQAfOulp6WOYp5cyvaoHZgfBany7I2pWIOEG4lTgI2yoUiQ7pVMyID_iAN67yoP7BgwcDsTVv9TgCG1vJ57mZVsEpTXOirFEY0f5MmI/s320/IMG_6656+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647637083439567090" /></a>Here's the big 3rd grader! I can't believe how grown up he's getting. He has really matured a lot the last few months. Who woulda thought David would ever be the easy one?</div><div>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCSBxY3Jy6qY62AzyCWTT1-wOtqwbw24iLEPx_Gl_CtRWY-YAqFuDwHSPXNOdUx6MyR7PkEgsbyjpFk9aC0uxINAuIFMfnOv3nTb0ixWzWA0S8lWWSPjFvxTalVMPFpIIgBsl8icE9k0/s1600/IMG_6660+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCSBxY3Jy6qY62AzyCWTT1-wOtqwbw24iLEPx_Gl_CtRWY-YAqFuDwHSPXNOdUx6MyR7PkEgsbyjpFk9aC0uxINAuIFMfnOv3nTb0ixWzWA0S8lWWSPjFvxTalVMPFpIIgBsl8icE9k0/s320/IMG_6660+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647637081414352114" /></a>There was some ball dropping in the transportation department this year. Rather than contacting us prior to the first day of classes as it stated in bold in the letter, they didn't contact at all. So I called at 6:45ish the morning of, and was told a 7:09 pickup down the road a little ways. So David & I went out at 7:04 and waited. And waited. After a little while I went back to check up the baby, and he was awake so he got to come out and wait some more. Finally after about a half hour we walked back home, I woke up Katy & Ryan (never something I like to do!), and drove David to school, ending up leaving at 7:47, 2 minutes after his class started. I've only been to his new school once, so that was a little adventure in and of itself (my phone sent me into a neighborhood and told me my destination was on my right. Um, no). I walked David in (hadn't brushed my hair or teeth...), and his teacher was really happy and nice about everything. When he was dropped off he brought me a note that said "Pickup between 6:58 and 7:00." So, either she had come but 10 minutes earlier than the time I'd been given, or she hadn't come and was just planning that for the next day. Either way, this morning she picked David up in front of our house at 6:59. Phew!</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjAH4DqKeKf2rLGEIppoQpYVLtXDLEXnHrs0WJUTGSZZiqjtTr9p0q2WO6pwLsgS8oPIZSb_pKYvQefRUBOsMoPa8wpkRz7ufkNFG-umLXoqvkC7T7166wAzvgYfePE5fHvJn0kjDjvo/s1600/IMG_6662+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjAH4DqKeKf2rLGEIppoQpYVLtXDLEXnHrs0WJUTGSZZiqjtTr9p0q2WO6pwLsgS8oPIZSb_pKYvQefRUBOsMoPa8wpkRz7ufkNFG-umLXoqvkC7T7166wAzvgYfePE5fHvJn0kjDjvo/s320/IMG_6662+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647637080641505810" /></a>And here's 2nd grader Ryan! Interestingly, they both wore those matching fleeces for their first day, when it was just a quick random purchase at Old Navy last weekend (on sale, of course!). I didn't think they'd need such warm clothes for August 31st. Silly me.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Well, today was the second day of school, and as far as I know things are going well! Cross your fingers & toes that they keep going that way!</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-69349927037663837002011-08-28T22:23:00.000-07:002011-08-28T22:35:07.509-07:00Sidney & NathanNathan is a lucky little guy. He's the only one of my children to have a Smith cousin close in age. It's really fun to have the two babies at the same time! Of course, the size difference being much less than the age difference makes Nathan look a little dumb, but that will pass in a few months.<div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbAfwMoFWUmOvJ9-Y1HAve8Yjxas2fIA32WYCezI5ruk4SokEkYoKopX82TRtw8bcvTVj9fduh6gmh5MretICoT5E8EMn2viKbmAC3xqp8s5JBihm-Pnstr5-jCaDzOZwcqH26bfU64lY/s1600/IMG_6482+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbAfwMoFWUmOvJ9-Y1HAve8Yjxas2fIA32WYCezI5ruk4SokEkYoKopX82TRtw8bcvTVj9fduh6gmh5MretICoT5E8EMn2viKbmAC3xqp8s5JBihm-Pnstr5-jCaDzOZwcqH26bfU64lY/s320/IMG_6482+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144561466915330" /></a>See, Sidney can sit up all by herself. Nathan needs a bumbo. What did I tell you? It looks like he <i>should </i>be able to do everything she can!</div><div>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvcTzNqPNzLUGgtUrsal8Y0cmNClIf1wXiimh0PrVrRrYjjFQO-ZKpJaydKvRYse-HTjOjcXqPngSOm-HljBBEmfAQelrplTt8QfpZ12_HigZDWD0s8VCUPZJeX0DKitk6CGdNX5KI-Q/s1600/IMG_6499+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPvcTzNqPNzLUGgtUrsal8Y0cmNClIf1wXiimh0PrVrRrYjjFQO-ZKpJaydKvRYse-HTjOjcXqPngSOm-HljBBEmfAQelrplTt8QfpZ12_HigZDWD0s8VCUPZJeX0DKitk6CGdNX5KI-Q/s320/IMG_6499+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144499741664674" /></a>This progression of pictures cracks me up. Here they are sitting nicely next to each other. Now watch what happens next:</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ibWeEbDYqisDSO_8KnWmGQZJT6M7PqIYj4nbtZKRkjXexu12_GsQBNOk_l1FI60THT3nDDLQFcfGHy9jmUmHVCjyPWJoLF8pM_G6-iFhzRml6iavGt_h01aqHvKXd0dzkuxHGJg5j3w/s1600/IMG_6500+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ibWeEbDYqisDSO_8KnWmGQZJT6M7PqIYj4nbtZKRkjXexu12_GsQBNOk_l1FI60THT3nDDLQFcfGHy9jmUmHVCjyPWJoLF8pM_G6-iFhzRml6iavGt_h01aqHvKXd0dzkuxHGJg5j3w/s320/IMG_6500+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144500428175970" /></a>Sidney has scooted around kind of in front of Nathan...</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8vCE-tkXYNrFgfZwYJt26HYALO9Upemd2uT-zROd4gbDEYaT-MykfVUWCalWQjFgceUGjRwAC0HllXA8IHtAQtLvweXPQmZeQofgkhViFstbCS9nh_blh07lqmP2XjvyOVdzK7wmdNI/s1600/IMG_6501+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD8vCE-tkXYNrFgfZwYJt26HYALO9Upemd2uT-zROd4gbDEYaT-MykfVUWCalWQjFgceUGjRwAC0HllXA8IHtAQtLvweXPQmZeQofgkhViFstbCS9nh_blh07lqmP2XjvyOVdzK7wmdNI/s320/IMG_6501+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144498706112258" /></a>"I like your face, it's really soft"</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7075Tnh9JU8LohulOMaXQOSPXEwvgkD7rMfR7ncMvIiw3esmax21klCW_pRzqbkN_fQVnPx3k-Jn3Y5jKtbOHLUgSpTyWoGV2eMnzGMa5QK8pZsXvFWMpG9bXSbCkhIEgJC3s4auA_7U/s1600/IMG_6502+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7075Tnh9JU8LohulOMaXQOSPXEwvgkD7rMfR7ncMvIiw3esmax21klCW_pRzqbkN_fQVnPx3k-Jn3Y5jKtbOHLUgSpTyWoGV2eMnzGMa5QK8pZsXvFWMpG9bXSbCkhIEgJC3s4auA_7U/s320/IMG_6502+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144499338445282" /></a>"Can I use this thing too?"</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-sHLWc2Cze6mVL3MHhT4VdwFMEHp5qDFx-s1rPF1-0E_xAz8ILgmpzFhRtHJro7jW7XkhK7jKsG46ewP-fTEDTClvv5s2kitokzkgS8_6sRFYPOfc4iWolcCHUnFXfTOlz2No_H8miQY/s1600/IMG_6503+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-sHLWc2Cze6mVL3MHhT4VdwFMEHp5qDFx-s1rPF1-0E_xAz8ILgmpzFhRtHJro7jW7XkhK7jKsG46ewP-fTEDTClvv5s2kitokzkgS8_6sRFYPOfc4iWolcCHUnFXfTOlz2No_H8miQY/s320/IMG_6503+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646144498511423554" /></a>"Mama, save me! This girl is in my space!"</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-15391153263657074002011-08-27T23:30:00.000-07:002011-08-27T23:45:48.880-07:00Hot Tub TimeOne of our favorite things about Grandma & Grandpa's house is the hot tub. This holds true for every single member of our family (with the possible exception of Nathan. He doesn't really seem to care, which is surprising when you consider the utter joy he shows about being in the bathtub!) Not being able to go in it while I was pregnant was really, really sad. Sure glad I never have to go through that again!
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-vLssFx9ClkOtV8OHztpy-HKz48d34LDIVwhpVxdBUjLKp1Xa362d_7cSijgP22RV7Ex1MEriaqNMbWmmpXvR2VICkVrhXTgI9Y7uGzq7hXUakwH_3sNU7Unjj7oDCjXjHjCs6S4W6w/s1600/IMG_6484+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-vLssFx9ClkOtV8OHztpy-HKz48d34LDIVwhpVxdBUjLKp1Xa362d_7cSijgP22RV7Ex1MEriaqNMbWmmpXvR2VICkVrhXTgI9Y7uGzq7hXUakwH_3sNU7Unjj7oDCjXjHjCs6S4W6w/s320/IMG_6484+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645790503630436066" /></a>Katy likes Sidney. 1. She is a baby. 2. She is a girl. What more could you want?
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwolq1moCIWojNBUw_VvW_j1BvG1szXtQCMGHW3CCluZlBOAe-NpoXH9q4SnWcTpsNRiqyHXYua3kpQ90cChyU2yvQlGQDmrMm_lvLA69oogUiyhtR4n37_3xyU-yMEyoDGSddvWbGYcA/s1600/IMG_6485+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwolq1moCIWojNBUw_VvW_j1BvG1szXtQCMGHW3CCluZlBOAe-NpoXH9q4SnWcTpsNRiqyHXYua3kpQ90cChyU2yvQlGQDmrMm_lvLA69oogUiyhtR4n37_3xyU-yMEyoDGSddvWbGYcA/s320/IMG_6485+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645790502005541570" /></a>Chubby babies! I just want to squish them!</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwZM22Yk6raVk-5uDR-RWQvOliw0h6U1yayIGKWV9Df3S_c7yXd-r0sDK9ZtHqFQ80XIaX319MQN-qDA7IFh62um5HQ1DpcRBIlOPfVGNm_OuSoVjg5KCf4kSHwDZoDB72k7x1_6azOO0/s1600/IMG_6488+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwZM22Yk6raVk-5uDR-RWQvOliw0h6U1yayIGKWV9Df3S_c7yXd-r0sDK9ZtHqFQ80XIaX319MQN-qDA7IFh62um5HQ1DpcRBIlOPfVGNm_OuSoVjg5KCf4kSHwDZoDB72k7x1_6azOO0/s320/IMG_6488+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645790497596739538" /></a>Nathan was born 6 days before Sidney turned 5 months old. In this picture Nathan is 1 day shy of 5 months, so just <i>barely </i>over HALF Sidney's age! Wouldn't guess it from looking at them!</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-76N7mDb5-RdAyDCxhwnjSeER2SOoYAPxy15NU7R7ztFqlOatgrog6MQ_R3HBVzTY-xDzQkzwsFDV6iQaiQnoVjFDhN0cUCk-d-N75agbkB5JUUE3HRYzSTblgTidI0GEP9RgeDt4jFc/s1600/IMG_6490+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-76N7mDb5-RdAyDCxhwnjSeER2SOoYAPxy15NU7R7ztFqlOatgrog6MQ_R3HBVzTY-xDzQkzwsFDV6iQaiQnoVjFDhN0cUCk-d-N75agbkB5JUUE3HRYzSTblgTidI0GEP9RgeDt4jFc/s320/IMG_6490+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645790492248422882" /></a>Most of the Morrills! Including Molly. Stop dropping dog toys/rocks/sticks in the hot tub, ya dumb dog! We aren't out here to play with you!</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-74802181185402173702011-08-26T22:01:00.000-07:002011-08-26T22:44:45.708-07:00Ryan Shupe and the Rubber BandAt the beginning of the summer I spent some time looking around at all the activities going on around the area - library programs (I think we ended up going to 9 or 10 between 4 different libraries!), cheap movies, etc. I even thought to look at stuff happening around my parents' house, and stumbled upon a good one! <a href="http://www.shupe.net/">Ryan Shupe and the Rubber Band</a> was doing a free concert at Lake Meridian, about 2 miles from my parents' house. Dan has been a fan of Ryan Shupe for a long time. We went to a concert at BYU the semester after David was born, so it's been at least that long. So since we wanted to visit Grandma & Grandpa anyway, might as well go then!
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<br /><span><span class="Apple-style-span" >I have lots of pictures from that trip. I intend on posting lots of them between several different posts. If I don't follow through with that, I'm sorry. There just isn't enough time in the day or energy in my body to do everything I want to do. I've done a better than usual job of keeping the house clean this week, so I didn't get around to watering the grass at all (bad week for that to happen!). Sigh.</span>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcFVPa0NXZ_7BgOpF0sn3nER3V83Zv9ASDtP1ErNje59sIcpfcP4M2lT3CYDEKWrkiEG4sHkhp_oO2j7QERG9OM-MTk-vAD-DuSJlsbcwPi8eOAjTrJ42kUGJKbpSx9GBWrmPJcPGezU/s1600/IMG_6472+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcFVPa0NXZ_7BgOpF0sn3nER3V83Zv9ASDtP1ErNje59sIcpfcP4M2lT3CYDEKWrkiEG4sHkhp_oO2j7QERG9OM-MTk-vAD-DuSJlsbcwPi8eOAjTrJ42kUGJKbpSx9GBWrmPJcPGezU/s320/IMG_6472+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645396959011733970" /></a>Here's most of the group at the Ryan Shupe concert. My parents, Danny (home from BYU for the summer), Nadine & Scott & Brady (in town for a week), and our family all went!<div>
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<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbYo_F1IiUNeQqSa-3gHFwLB11xnSEmgsIlvdK6t0BK3LRQmwbVuSMWbc8TEsoKd_j3m0zCIVmYIUMwak1uljhGSe3uFHloGrdkR_N3Hjyw9dNjHMWAFsbplP6uWfi0WtET_dd0TprxGg/s1600/IMG_6470+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbYo_F1IiUNeQqSa-3gHFwLB11xnSEmgsIlvdK6t0BK3LRQmwbVuSMWbc8TEsoKd_j3m0zCIVmYIUMwak1uljhGSe3uFHloGrdkR_N3Hjyw9dNjHMWAFsbplP6uWfi0WtET_dd0TprxGg/s320/IMG_6470+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645397175262804850" /></a>David played on his DS the entire time. Well, at least he didn't cause any problems that way!</div><div>
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_4otyoJcy6BHIzyeKmczd4CWe5m3Ou83TsveEjPURMPztSdsoWtmK5Jvtoe_Ui4IQcZuX3ltt2AoyGRXzjPyRrNekulUkwGULXnN-7OKITKqRA9fLpx_YFfje9kMN5voUq7lak9CKehc/s1600/IMG_6474+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_4otyoJcy6BHIzyeKmczd4CWe5m3Ou83TsveEjPURMPztSdsoWtmK5Jvtoe_Ui4IQcZuX3ltt2AoyGRXzjPyRrNekulUkwGULXnN-7OKITKqRA9fLpx_YFfje9kMN5voUq7lak9CKehc/s320/IMG_6474+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645396955888590050" /></a>See, we were there!</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2lmzNzn3iY7-aOn_jVohjzrT4kpxEYZqp-j8kYwvkzpMQN0-mmSRj5pcZPgOGzvwU59pbGcIpB8_6_nbRUUxRAhzhZzMhGMm5-dGoZgaMYRgeS-4YcEcOjlHl1vEBSTFGvISLIqdWyDE/s1600/IMG_6476+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2lmzNzn3iY7-aOn_jVohjzrT4kpxEYZqp-j8kYwvkzpMQN0-mmSRj5pcZPgOGzvwU59pbGcIpB8_6_nbRUUxRAhzhZzMhGMm5-dGoZgaMYRgeS-4YcEcOjlHl1vEBSTFGvISLIqdWyDE/s320/IMG_6476+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645396954599373602" /></a>Grandpa loves Nathan. :-)</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfbPRt79Zb7UHteP190Yq4OjR3vZKOwzZoDhbLoc1xpOfznS0RtK-Ew7m-LDhJUs3hvlmk1NbyJpcyCMR4RmFMJCWUl8h7QA2btDCHO0BDXW0wiCVHaeA17OD2I9mxfIPT25HK18DMiE/s1600/IMG_6477+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJfbPRt79Zb7UHteP190Yq4OjR3vZKOwzZoDhbLoc1xpOfznS0RtK-Ew7m-LDhJUs3hvlmk1NbyJpcyCMR4RmFMJCWUl8h7QA2btDCHO0BDXW0wiCVHaeA17OD2I9mxfIPT25HK18DMiE/s320/IMG_6477+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645396947707291842" /></a>Here's the three missing from the other pic - Brady on the far left, Grandma, and Scott. Actually, I just looked at the first picture again, and they're there too, just up the hill! Nope, I'm not going to go change what I wrote.</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Kpy6tZhPtdjCW4-3CEXrE-4pB8lKaQcHyklvB1wxRoXzZDTPqCBPwCGWJNemLNZJ8R8IT7xhLyB70x6KSeu0udqWnBARMFa7ip7nWogu7hFpIZ0jNa2-IqL8YyPw_SxmFm7BDGDNuJI/s1600/IMG_6479+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Kpy6tZhPtdjCW4-3CEXrE-4pB8lKaQcHyklvB1wxRoXzZDTPqCBPwCGWJNemLNZJ8R8IT7xhLyB70x6KSeu0udqWnBARMFa7ip7nWogu7hFpIZ0jNa2-IqL8YyPw_SxmFm7BDGDNuJI/s320/IMG_6479+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645396947549081250" /></a>After the concert Dan & I got our picture taken with the man himself! Yay! If only we hadn't had the recently set sun behind us, it'd be a bit better of a picture. Oh well.</div></div></div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-49978022065929228922011-08-24T09:37:00.000-07:002011-08-24T10:29:38.193-07:00Summer Fun!Making a Summer to-do list has become kind of a "thing" lately. Apparently it started <a href="http://megduerksen.typepad.com/whatever/2008/06/the-summer-list.html">here</a>, although I'm pretty sure I first heard about it <a href="http://asoftplace.net/2010/06/hello-summer/">here</a>. We did a Summer list last year, but it wasn't as cute as the one we made this year. I really like the idea. As Kimba says on <a href="http://asoftplace.net/">A Soft Place to Land</a>, "it helps me be more intentional with our time." It helps us remember what we want to do, as well as remind us of what we've already done! It helps keep the summer from turning into an endless stretch of mindless sitting around at home (often having way too much screen time). I was really happy with our experience last summer, so we did it again this year! I looked around at all the other cute lists out there (my favorites being the latest versions of <a href="http://megduerksen.typepad.com/whatever/2011/06/the-summer-list.html">Meg's</a> and <a href="http://asoftplace.net/2011/06/summer-list/">Kimba's</a>), took the ideas I liked best, and came up with this:
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<br /><div>Two months later, here it is:</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSn6kEcAYnzCP9ujV1caBCNIXYhk3qcoz2FEEVPliwpfv8aiG3DnI6bPSn7RSs_g2_j9i_Fu7Eb0kpTV7cjWp4v_ioB-5LK9ngtpNjn4-blSat0Ea3UK4gNGmZ05laXqtLRovJMUlcnA0/s1600/summer+fun.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSn6kEcAYnzCP9ujV1caBCNIXYhk3qcoz2FEEVPliwpfv8aiG3DnI6bPSn7RSs_g2_j9i_Fu7Eb0kpTV7cjWp4v_ioB-5LK9ngtpNjn4-blSat0Ea3UK4gNGmZ05laXqtLRovJMUlcnA0/s320/summer+fun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644465036683142290" /></a>I need to check off Pajama Day, we did that on Monday (Complete with French Toast for dinner! It was fun!), we're probably going to Powell's today, and I can check off Crafts whenever since we've done a couple (although not checking it off helps me remember to do more). That leaves Put on a Play (I'd like to do Goldilocks & the 3 Bears or The 3 Little Pigs. Maybe for FHE next week?), Wash the Car (it needs it badly!), Bowling, and Chuck E. Cheese (both of which we will probably skip because they cost money. Besides, we went to Oaks Park Amusement Park, I think that will have to count!). And go to the park one more time. I would like to point out that we've been to the park 9 times since summer started 2 months ago, and of the 9 only 1 has been a repeat park!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Now that I think of it, it would have been really fun to take a picture of everything we did. Maybe make a big picture collage of all the Summer Fun activities. Definitely an idea to think on for next year! Well, I got pictures of some of them at least, and here's the one that I was wanting to post:</div><div>
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCtsJxBI6iA0-bS2g9Xt8M425z-1MTgrIE1wfu5noWzDc1A8OqGenXzDI10Filrc2Zl6SMsVfAjqdUtaTGbdOicVQTn6WJtJrxpmEP4MwaDelWCq5mxNBWXxqXbGmdD1S0jP3mqig4TY/s1600/IMG_2964+cropped.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCtsJxBI6iA0-bS2g9Xt8M425z-1MTgrIE1wfu5noWzDc1A8OqGenXzDI10Filrc2Zl6SMsVfAjqdUtaTGbdOicVQTn6WJtJrxpmEP4MwaDelWCq5mxNBWXxqXbGmdD1S0jP3mqig4TY/s400/IMG_2964+cropped.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644462966046726946" /></a>When I put down "Make T-Shirts," I was thinking of letting the kids paint on them. Aunt Miriam mentioned doing tie dye, and I'm so glad we did! It was a lot of fun! The big boys in particular love their shirts! We made more at Grandma & Grandpa's house when we were there a week and a half ago for the "family reunion" (When does it become a family reunion instead of just a visit? All 16 members of the Smith family were there, which meant all 3 married daughters brought their whole family from at least a few hours away. Are we old enough to call it a reunion?). We really like tie dying!</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3616510877307549330.post-68007726336279455022011-08-07T21:55:00.000-07:002011-08-07T22:07:37.813-07:00Morrill cousins!One of the saddest things about leaving Utah is being so far away from Dan's family. We didn't see them all that often while we lived there, but certainly more often than we do now! So we were so excited when some of them decided to come visit us here in Washington! Dan's sister Heather brought her family from Pleasant Grove, and his sister Becky brought her family from Glendora, California, and met up at our house last Sunday night! Between the three families we had 12 kids (10 of which are boys!) running around, so it was a little wild and crazy around here! The kids had a blast with their cousins, and were sad to have them go after only 2 days. :-( We'll definitely have to get together again soon!
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<br />I handed Dan the camera and told him to take pictures. He took 10. These are the two best of the lot:
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<br /><div>Ryan was cranky and making angry face is most of them. Katy wasn't feeling well and refused to smile. Oh well, what can you ask for with so many kids? Especially when most of them are rather strong willed. Yes, of course I mean that in the best possible way! ;-)</div>rsmorrillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04097574438120260621noreply@blogger.com0