tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76146324588934307752024-02-21T05:46:40.680-08:00The Owens FamilyThere's Joy in The Journey!Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.comBlogger120125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-79918250600183046322012-05-19T10:10:00.001-07:002012-05-19T10:10:08.774-07:00Dream A Little Dream<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Trent and I seriously had the most amazing honeymoon! As a wedding gift, the parents of his best friend in high school, The Phillips, gave us their time share to the destination of our choice. All we had to do was pay the all inclusive fees and the flight there and back. We decided on Puerta Vallarta. It was heaven! A dream come true! I'll never forget getting out of our cab and walking up to the resort and thinking, "No way this is where we are staying. There must be a mistake!" But it was no mistake. It was a vacation out of something you'd see on the travel channel! I thought for sure I'd see Samantha Brown at any moment! Not only was the hotel the most luxurious place I'd ever been, but we got to swim with the dolphins, zip line through the jungle, swim in their infinity pool, get room service anytime we wanted and have our lunch by the pool. AND the cherry on top was that I was there with my very dreamy, very handsome new husband! It was perfection! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view from our room looking out at the hotel. If you turned the camera in the other direction there was a view of the beach.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Petting the dolphins. One of the coolest things I've ever done!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My new husband looking so dang good relaxing on the beach!</td></tr>
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As difficult as it was for us to leave our honeymoon we were ready for our life as husband and wife to really get started. To get settled in our little 400 sqft studio apartment that we lived at in his parents backyard. To enjoy meals together after long days of work and school. To experience the hard times and to learn what it's like to work through them together. To plan our future together.</div>
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Somehow on this vacation I found a baby to play with!(tee hee) I can remember sitting in the pool and watching her play with her mom. I was sitting on this little bench in the water and she walked right to me. She stayed with me for quite a bit while her mom and I talked. I loved it! After she went back to her mom I came back to sit with Trent on the lounge chair and Trent just looked at me a smiled and said, "Of course you would find a baby on our honeymoon!" And then after a moment he said, "You're going to be such a great mom". Even though I was looking forward to much more time of just the two of us, I felt a surge of excitement at that moment. Together, we were going to have a family! And I couldn't wait to start that adventure with this man.</div>
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I knew I wanted children sooner than Trent. He wanted to wait 4 years and I wanted to wait 2. I was shocked when he said one day that he was ready only a year and a half after being married. We were lucky enough to get pregnant with Lucas Lucien and that was the beginning of our family.</div>
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I think about our honeymoon a lot. Whenever I go to a wedding and hear the new couple talk about their honeymoon plans there's a twinge of jealousy. I loved that time in our marriage. Everything is so new and exciting and somehow, it all seemed simpler back then. Sometimes when I've had a rough day with the kids, when the laundry and dishes are piling up, when I've stepped on the same toy on the floor about fifty times I close my eyes and escape to Puerta Vallarta for just a moment. When I open my eyes again, I decide that I wouldn't trade anything that I have right now to go back to that time in our lives without our boys. The reality that we have now is better than anything I could dream up! I love my little family that we have right now. I love that I get to be a stay at home mom. Love it!!! I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. A friend of mine from church tragically lost their little 18 month old daughter earlier this week. My heart breaks for their little family! How precious and fleeting these moments with our children are! It's has been a reminder to me of the covenants the we made in the temple and the eternal family that we started there.</div>
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This is where our family really started almost 5 years ago:</div>
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I'm thankful every single day that my family is mine forever. Our Heavenly Father was so wise in his plan for us. He knew we needed families to get us through this mortal existence. It's hard to imagine what we'd be like without them. When I think about that couple in those honeymoon pictures I feel a little excited for them. They thought life couldn't get any better than it was at that moment! They had no idea how many wonderful things awaited them!</div>
Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-21251227364256321362012-05-14T10:42:00.000-07:002012-05-14T10:48:59.179-07:00MotherhoodThe topic of Motherhood has been on my mind for a few weeks now. I've been thinking, pondering, on what it means to <em>me</em> to be a mother. What kind of mother do I want to be and what kind of mother am I right now. After this self evaluation I realised that if I were to give myself a grade I would maybe give myself a B-/C+. Yes, I make sure my kids have their basic needs met. Fed: Check. Bathed: Check. Clothed: Check. I had those things down. What I needed to do was snuggle them more. Stop them on their way to play outside or grab a toy and give them a hug and a kiss. Sing more songs with them. Turn the t.v. off. Watch movies <em>with</em> them. Play outside with them. Give them opportunities for their imaginations to grow. Not get snappy when one of the boys comes to me while I'm on the computer checking Facebook, Pinterest or my email (what am I doing that's more important than what they need me for?). To fall on my knees or plead with the Lord in silent prayer when I feel overwhelmed, frustrated or unqualified in this role. To look for those teachable moments to help my children develop relationships with their Savior. I loved this quote by Sister Cheryl A. Esplin in this last conference:<br />
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"Sometimes the most powerful way to teach our children to understand a doctrine is to teach in the context of what they are experiencing right at that moment. These moments are spontaneous and unplanned and happen in the normal flow of family life. They come and go quickly, so we need to be alert and recognize a teaching moment when our children come to us with a question or worry, when they have problems getting along with siblings or friends, when they need to control their anger, when they make a mistake, or when they need to make a decision. (See Teaching, No Greater Call: A Resource Guide for Gospel Teaching [1999], 140–41; Marriage and Family Relations Instructor’s Manual [2000], 61.)If we are ready and will let the Spirit guide in these situations, our children will be taught with greater effect and understanding."<br />
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I want to try not to worry so much about the house being tidy and live in the moments with my little ones while they're still little. While they still want me around all the time. While they still want to sit on my lab just because. I want to be a more present mother. <br />
This role of motherhood is one I've always wanted! Nothing I've ever done has left me feeling more blessed or more humbled. It's a calling. It's a responsibility. It's a JOY! It's a challenge and it's my greatest happiness all at the same time. I want to give it 100%. There is nothing in this life that I can do that will be more eternally profound than this.<br />
I'm going to use our family blog to account for the day to day life we enjoy here in the Owens home. I want my boys to look back on this time in their lives and know that their mom loved them and that we enjoyed those little moments together. I want to be more hands on and present for me family. Theis self evaluation was an answer to prayer. No time like the present to change the direction your life is taking.Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-21293310584982572512012-05-06T09:56:00.002-07:002012-05-06T09:56:27.645-07:00Baja UpdateI did update my Baja blog if anyone is interested. The link is down on the right side under "Trent's Baja Project"Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-21110674060976093762012-05-04T11:09:00.000-07:002012-05-04T11:09:44.612-07:00The ParentalsI've done a few updates on the boys but I thought I'd take a post to do an update on Trent and I. <br />
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Trent has been busy busy busy! Trent's always busy but the past few months have been crazy for him. Trent is a superintendent for the local walter plant out here in Maricopa. The work is stressful and seemingly never ending! He's on call pretty much all the time and will even get called into work in the middle of the night sometimes. Water needs never sleep! It's been a great opportunity though and he's learned so much! It's opening a lot of doors for us. When he has a little extra time he's in the garage tinkering around on his baja. He finally has it running! We sold the Malibu (his car) and now that's his only mode of transportation so he's constantly making sure it runs the way it should. It still needs a lot of work but that comes a little at a time. He really loves it and I'm just glad he finally has it running! One huge hurtle crossed! He's starting to get back on the mountain a little more too. He's really missed mountain biking as often as he used to since we moved to Maricopa. He would still make the time to go when he could with his mountain biking buddy, Thomas. But, since they moved last year it's been harder to motivate himself to get out there. He's been making it happen though! Even when it's blazing hot outside! I think he's nuts but he loves it. He'd rather ride in the triple digit heat than the cold of the winter. Crazy boy! He's awesome to make plenty of time for us too. They boys love when Dad comes home. Especially Levi. He'll follow him all over the house! We're all looking forward to when things can slow down a little more. Whenever that will be! <br />
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</div<br> I'm keeping things under control (as best i can) here at home. The boys definitely keep me going everyday whether I have the energy for it or not! We've been spending more time indoors now that the summer heat is already hitting us in AZ. We were taking walks and spending time at the park a lot before then. It was nice to get the boys and I out of the house! I think we'll need to start going to the pool and splash pad here in our neighborhood so we don't go stir crazy. My photography time is picking up and I'm loving it! It's been so much fun to get out and capture families and individuals and I've learned so much! I wasn't really expecting it so I've been trying to pick up my game a little more. I'm glad things are taking off and I will hopefully be getting a new camera in the next couple months! (I can't wait!) It's nice to have something I can do that's just for me. It's a good outlet for me to get out for an hour or two once or twice a week. Things are going at a good pace for us and I'm as busy as I want to be right now. I've written a couple of times in the past about how I really want to loose some weight! I wasn't happy at the weight I was when I got pregnant with Luke and I was still carrying a few lbs of baby weight when I got pregnant with Levi. It's been an uphill battle and I feel like I'm finally gaining some ground! I have a ways to go still but as of today I've lost 11 lbs. I'm so excited! Each week I see the number go down is more motivation to keep going. I haven't given myself a time frame or anything to reach my goal. I have an ultimate goal in mind and if I give myself a date I get stressed out and don't loose anything! I'd be thrilled to be at my goal at the end of the summer and I guess if I had a time frame that might be it. Yay!!!</div>
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We're still serving in the Spanish Branch and Trent is still the young men president there. I've always been in the primary in the branch. I started as a teacher and then was quickly called to be the 2nd counselor and for the last few months I've been the 1st counselor. Sundays are crazy busy! Especially since there are so many holes to fill. Sometimes I'm wearing 3 hats at once but that's what most of us in the branch do. We all pull our own weight plus some to get the jobs done. I think I can speak for both of us when I say that this has been a huge learning opportunity for us as individuals, as a couple and as a family. We've definitely grown closer together through all this. When we were first called (over a year ago) we knew the branch would be different but we're constantly amazed at exactly how different! It was a bit of a culture shock at first.The people are the most warm hearted and loving people I've ever been surrounded by. I love them! We were brought in and welcomed into their "family" immediately and it's been a family feel ever since. It's a small branch but we're the busiest we've ever been in our time serving in the church. Lots to do! It certainly comes with plenty of challenges and I can say that I'm looking forward to being in a ward again but will be broken hearted when it's time to leave the branch next January. <br />
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Last month we gave away of our dog Brody. We got him last summer from my cousin Julianne and her husband. They only had him for a couple months and were being deployed to Germany and couldn't bring him. I saw him when we went to UT for my grandma's funeral and thought he was such a cutie! We offered to take him and really took to him quickly. The boys loved him and he was pretty sweet with them too. The most difficult issue with him was his hyperness! I just assumed when we brought him home it was just his puppy stage and he'd calm down eventually. I did some research on his breed and I learned that's just his breed. They're hyper their whole lives. I tried to work with him but it just got to be too much with the boys and the dog. I started feeling super guilty because I couldn't take care of his needs like he deserved and made the difficult decision to find a better home for him. He's super spoiled where he is now so I'm sure he's thanking us! I still miss him though. He was a sweet dog and really loved me. He was my little shadow. Trent wants to get another dog right away but I'm quite gun shy after our experience with Brody. I will not get rid of another dog! Period. The next dog we get we'll have forever so I want to make sure it's at the right time in our families life. We know we want a chocolate lab (that's what we've wanted forever). I know labs are active while they're puppies and need attention and I want to make sure we can provide that for him. We'll see what happens in the future. <br />
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That's a little update on us. Probably do another one in a year or so :)Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-78002795665368837682012-04-17T09:29:00.006-07:002012-04-18T15:27:20.989-07:00Luke, The Big Boy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBw9Aji-ik-0wYbJ4_9vhW9D1bIaMXWpmgk-TpBDr2UkpZeZ3yLtqNEowqZt40AB96hZfzgPIy364N1K7_xW7mJSqUfRjbAuCSWm20krdXslm8xSk_eFPlV3297GnkntTXxvY2uo-DaA/s1600/IMG_7571.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732511337276746866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirBw9Aji-ik-0wYbJ4_9vhW9D1bIaMXWpmgk-TpBDr2UkpZeZ3yLtqNEowqZt40AB96hZfzgPIy364N1K7_xW7mJSqUfRjbAuCSWm20krdXslm8xSk_eFPlV3297GnkntTXxvY2uo-DaA/s400/IMG_7571.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>I feel like I don't have a toddler anymore. He's a boy. I have a little boy. I think I've decided this is a good thing. He can communicate things with me now which is so nice! I had no idea what a huge help talking would actually be. He can tell me what's wrong when he's upset. He can tell me what he wants to eat (that's not always a good thing). And he can tell me he loves me. He's so much snugglier now than he ever was as a baby or a 1 year old. As long as he still hugs me and lets me hold him on my lap he can grow up all he wants! He still has his independent stubborn side to him though. I have to also admit that I really love that about him. I think I have to because if I didn't I'd no longer have a 2 year old! And truth be told it's totally my fault that he's that way! Even at this age he'll do something to be stubborn and I'll think, "Holy cow! That is so me!".</div><br />He's really a crack up with the things he's starting to say. A few weeks ago we were driving home from church and he all of a sudden says, "Mom's the best!". We just cracked up! Where does he come up with something like that? About a month ago we bought a new sectional off Craigslist (new to us anyways, and I LOVE it!). We brought it home and Luke and Levi were so excited about it! They kept walking from one end of the couch to the other. I think having one continuous couch was pretty awesome to have in our own house! Anyways, the next morning they were playing on it again and Trent and Luke had this conversation:<br />T: You really like our new couch don't you Luke?<br />L: Yeah! (pumping his fists in the air)<br />T: What's your favorite part about it?<br />L: Mama happy!<br />Haha! He's learning fast! I love that boy :)<br /><br />He's learning to count pretty well and loved to count almost anything. We'll be in the car and he'll start counting the cars that drive by. We're working on colors but that's been a little more of a challenge for him. We're getting there though. He loves to play with my mom and Trent's smart phones. He's incredibly good at it! He knows exactly how to get to all of his games and how to get out of them and move on to the next one. Tech savvy!<br />Luke LOVES to sing! He'll sing along with Trent when he's playing the ukulele. He tried to sing along to the sacrament hymns at church. Which is really funny t hear because since we're in the Spanish Branch in our stake they're all in Spanish! He has a few favorites that he like to sing right now.<br />Itsy Bitsy Spider<br />Popcorn Popping<br />Once There Was A Snowman<br />The Wise Man and The Foolish Man<br />I Am A Child of God (my favorite!)<br />Twinkle Twinkle Little Star (sometimes that one turns into ABC's)<br />ABC's<br /><br />His nursery leader is always impressed because he's the only one in there who will actually sit through all of singing time and actually participate.<br />He and Levi have been playing really cute together lately too. I think now that Levi is walking and can keep up Luke feels like he's big enough to rough house. Levi holds his own pretty well though. It's so fun to watch them interact! I feel like Luke has just recently realised he has a little brother. He never paid much attention to him before he could crawl. He'll get excited when Levi wants to play with him. He still picks on him from time to time but it's inevitable I think. He's sweet to get Levi a toy car if he's playing with one so they can play together. He'll also help Levi get into either a small wagon we have or his little red coupe car and push him all over the house. The only rough part is when Luke wants his turn and for Levi to push him. He doesn't quite understand that yet so mom usually ends up helping Levi push Luke around. That's good enough. He'll always share his goldfish with Levi too. Before he could eat the whole thing he'd bite off tiny pieces and feed them to Levi.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitl-seLSG8aKe31MOsi5p-HrqhfA3AhQYgP7OZyLofiNdM_ZzT-myfdB_SiGvX29pAlaNL6M42krhcHBbyxO4daaX2oke-GFrE30CwHNqcpZXoZaaov-iypZzFsnTXoy9Rk5KJwfFEfwY/s1600/IMG_7634.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732511347903817538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitl-seLSG8aKe31MOsi5p-HrqhfA3AhQYgP7OZyLofiNdM_ZzT-myfdB_SiGvX29pAlaNL6M42krhcHBbyxO4daaX2oke-GFrE30CwHNqcpZXoZaaov-iypZzFsnTXoy9Rk5KJwfFEfwY/s400/IMG_7634.JPG" /></a><br />We were SO close to having him potty trained a month or so ago. He would tell me when he'd have to go and hardly ever went in his diaper! We were so excited! He was sick for a little shy of a week and then it's like we erased all the progress we'd made. Bummer!! I was so looking forward to having only one child's diaper to change. But, we're slowly regaining ground so hopefully it'll be soon.<br />Luke's been so much fun! The older he gets the funner he is. I love being his mom! I just stare at him sometimes because I can't believe he's already so big. I can't believe I'm a mother. It's the job I've always wanted! I'm so grateful that Trent works so incredibly hard to allow me to be home with our boys. It's not a job that I take lightly and it's the hardest and most challenging thing I've ever done but the rewards are even greater than the challenges. I can't wait to bring more little spirits into our family to see how our dynamic will change. But for now I'm trying to live in the moment as much as possible and just enjoy these two little boys. After all, they're only little for so long.Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-31119162453381427672012-02-25T08:07:00.011-08:002012-02-25T12:31:31.006-08:00My Big Little 9 Month Old!9 months have passed by so fast! I seriously feel like I've blinked and now we're here. He's only 3 months away from being a one year old! It's been a while since I've done an update on just Levi and this seemed like the perfect time.<br /><br /><div>Levi is still our little sweetheart. He snuggles up still and loves just about everyone! He's also showing his true colors more and more each day! As sweet and loving as he is he's just as <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mischievous</span> and noisy! I have to have my eyes on that boy during all waking hours! When he's up, it's time to explore! And he's so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">stinkin</span>' fast and stealthy! His favorite places to get into trouble are the dogs food/water, toilets (not gonna lie that terrifies me! Bathrooms are closed at all times around here!) Doing dishes is pretty much impossible while he's awake cause the dishwasher is a playground to him! He's very <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">determined</span> to get where he wants to go. If there's a will there's a way! </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtN24G3Pkip000Onm_vBQG2HvB5lskTm137ERp2mV77J6CmVdqNsIpKUhvhCdvNeV0OgXd6km8h6VN-yXUB5PX5CO8eRwp9_SRI1Lmmgf4uORB7dSCpG1Hv6nk4157zSLnxyswPVIOSmg/s1600/IMG_5664.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713115397384532402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtN24G3Pkip000Onm_vBQG2HvB5lskTm137ERp2mV77J6CmVdqNsIpKUhvhCdvNeV0OgXd6km8h6VN-yXUB5PX5CO8eRwp9_SRI1Lmmgf4uORB7dSCpG1Hv6nk4157zSLnxyswPVIOSmg/s400/IMG_5664.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKWGLMtlH9gWSxBRhHRk3jZUW4I55sC9GrdM3Dks-i7HskZSFHIMcvAnP4uSvHtdtgoLSsM1JMegtnPaVrLOY8smloQM5GF5BulPAs_ftfb7XLPFjeGBdoxXPVBgg0G1jo-xkPK7FOHOc/s1600/IMG_5665.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713170983417901602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKWGLMtlH9gWSxBRhHRk3jZUW4I55sC9GrdM3Dks-i7HskZSFHIMcvAnP4uSvHtdtgoLSsM1JMegtnPaVrLOY8smloQM5GF5BulPAs_ftfb7XLPFjeGBdoxXPVBgg0G1jo-xkPK7FOHOc/s400/IMG_5665.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5WTSYRHkOKZnT_RZx3F0onUVyxJ1mHmUZGFi5OCW0F0OsAgDE4HZx6LzHi-C3sjz4FDCnMe8RgNBhMteF7mX9iaeRPQDXfca5xZ7vkqxFY-c1P3WbAVz3brOh6Dbp-QxX-2ENmFquOR4/s1600/IMG_5666.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713115912303155074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5WTSYRHkOKZnT_RZx3F0onUVyxJ1mHmUZGFi5OCW0F0OsAgDE4HZx6LzHi-C3sjz4FDCnMe8RgNBhMteF7mX9iaeRPQDXfca5xZ7vkqxFY-c1P3WbAVz3brOh6Dbp-QxX-2ENmFquOR4/s400/IMG_5666.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeToZXnVExDHF-niMlXzpE1jC2z8tiWUaGSyFnKXuKzkN9o27xoKANKErx9qdw_8d0vhEL1da9VeAvN8hI3nYPjnkY0LWPv9uELPT8Dx2CSkAwqDsDB_DVNEr9E9Qt9vrWwAsky4MMFf0/s1600/IMG_5675.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713116240253368178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeToZXnVExDHF-niMlXzpE1jC2z8tiWUaGSyFnKXuKzkN9o27xoKANKErx9qdw_8d0vhEL1da9VeAvN8hI3nYPjnkY0LWPv9uELPT8Dx2CSkAwqDsDB_DVNEr9E9Qt9vrWwAsky4MMFf0/s400/IMG_5675.JPG" /></a><br />And I'm pretty certain that in the next months or so <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">he'll</span> be taking his first steps! Luke took his around 9 months and Levi seems like he's on the same track. He's already tried several times. We're getting close!<br />He's had his two bottom teeth for a few months now but he's cutting 4 more right now! Two on top and two more on the bottom. Poor baby! However, unless you could see the teeth coming I'd never know he was cutting 4 teeth at once. In true Levi <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fashion</span> he's still as happy go lucky as ever! He's all of a sudden started making this adorable scrunched up face when he smiles sometimes. It's so adorable, I wanna just eat him up when he does it! He's full of personality that boy!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFBk-kuQZndn5ttbr0hdGZx3BMAvFKE33k6NDyL6yDBO1_IqvpPOR-eXnrGeXN92KaXhgyw0K1dUCOGTX8sdr11YSHTXY9t2znbA4SYJXJc-kSpKGXTZdrrITOD8cWcN3sTs7Hs2KOCs/s1600/IMG_5686.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713170407878672386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFBk-kuQZndn5ttbr0hdGZx3BMAvFKE33k6NDyL6yDBO1_IqvpPOR-eXnrGeXN92KaXhgyw0K1dUCOGTX8sdr11YSHTXY9t2znbA4SYJXJc-kSpKGXTZdrrITOD8cWcN3sTs7Hs2KOCs/s400/IMG_5686.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLgpPsruug_E5v-3HTCrQlwK4vQOEaRK6UfbxkUZOmapPWWSexprdPaKXbAPNZPoCrTDAjQ33f1b3eH2REJuE819kKVbD9G4bt3hSed7kSdI-FZIH56XVBdwwMbTn2TBq4nUrdVlMKJ1g/s1600/IMG_5419.JPG"></a><br />The scrunchy nose smile :)<br /><br /><p>Levi has the biggest bladder of ANYONE I know! That boy soaks his <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">jammies</span> pretty much 5 nights a week. I really don't know how he does it. He's a little bean pole and maybe that's why! He doesn't keep anything in him! I feel like I'm constantly changing his diaper and if I miss one, I'm changing his clothes instead. I've even bought overnight extra <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">absorbent</span> diapers and he still wets through. There's lots of laundry done around here! He's also got this weird obsession with socks. If he finds one he'll carry it around with him all day long. I will usually just give him a clean one that's missing its match for him to have. What a goof ball!<br />He's also developed a pretty big voice! You'd have to to be heard in this house with big brother Lucas ruling the place! Levi holds his own though and he really does adore Luke. Anything Luke does is hilarious! It's so rewarding as a mother to watch my sons play around and get along. It's also so frustrating when Luke tries to dominate Levi and takes anything that Levi has in his sights away from him. Sharing is an ongoing battle in this house. Neither one of them want to give things up! We're getting there.<br />Levi loves music and singing! If music is on he'll bounce and "dance" around. He LOVES when Dad plays the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ukulele</span> and sings songs to him. He'll drop anything and go crawl to find Dad when he starts to play. He gets so excited when Trent comes home from work and I think it makes <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Trent's</span> day when both his boys come running and crawling to him when he walks through the door. It warms my heart too :)<br /></p><br /><p>We love our Levi boy!</p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_kUUr9BIh11Lwz_8j_N7ZGDRdDQQc9X3AfIitjWPl3Tm0khQsEHgulRCt9hec0FcxlNrALvFMQ7BHDiJ5H5qsTpBRx-a-pYXBo13gXgNvAopUP3sipiLx13nHwYJ7_krlt2_z2iWF7k/s1600/IMG_4700.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713169630984818034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_kUUr9BIh11Lwz_8j_N7ZGDRdDQQc9X3AfIitjWPl3Tm0khQsEHgulRCt9hec0FcxlNrALvFMQ7BHDiJ5H5qsTpBRx-a-pYXBo13gXgNvAopUP3sipiLx13nHwYJ7_krlt2_z2iWF7k/s400/IMG_4700.JPG" /></a> (By they way, no editing was done to this picture. Those are his Daddy's baby blues!) <br /><p></p>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-30728418304444101452012-01-23T13:46:00.000-08:002012-01-23T15:54:49.032-08:00Mischief ManagedHi, my name is Lindsay and I'm a Harry Potter nerd! And, I love it! It all started with my brother being obsessed with the books. That trickled over to my mom and by the first movie I was hooked. Our entire family, with the exception of my Dad, are quite the Harry Potter fanatics! I even sucked Trent into the group but he won't read the books. "Why read the books when I can just watch the movies?"<br />When the release date for the final movie, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2, came out I knew we need to end it with a bang! These stories have been a huge part of my life and will be in my children's lives as well. I invited my family, the Hunsakers, and a few of my brothers invited friends. It was a BLAST! I enjoyed every minute of planning the party and the company was delightful. My brothers came earlier in the day to help make signs and make yummy food. I think everyone had a great time!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEzgvrAETB5vuc7BaSwS6KVD_EiBrn6yw1adTA3BIkQXpMoi2cewkwXbkAYfKLPkWDHe5AcV7X2yS_CYMbultWrgCWmPd7fJnEpwZEU84z9le1iHHHjozctFmx3rA02owahGKXCAylJTs/s1600/IMG_3094+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700976355330910770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEzgvrAETB5vuc7BaSwS6KVD_EiBrn6yw1adTA3BIkQXpMoi2cewkwXbkAYfKLPkWDHe5AcV7X2yS_CYMbultWrgCWmPd7fJnEpwZEU84z9le1iHHHjozctFmx3rA02owahGKXCAylJTs/s400/IMG_3094+copy.jpg" /></a>All but I think one of these wands was made by my brother Tyler and my mom.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXJvKunO4-7H6buzwANMQVVPHn0aYdQP5k0qCmOcUNlJu5s2nlhQsKO8ok68fBIdIFs8X_h-wi9LaOJkDvjcv6659-2wcxjf3wDzTbW55ebLunLsX0dUanWB9z1h4Dwqk_OJH_HXUGHQ/s1600/IMG_3088+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700975960334564482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXJvKunO4-7H6buzwANMQVVPHn0aYdQP5k0qCmOcUNlJu5s2nlhQsKO8ok68fBIdIFs8X_h-wi9LaOJkDvjcv6659-2wcxjf3wDzTbW55ebLunLsX0dUanWB9z1h4Dwqk_OJH_HXUGHQ/s400/IMG_3088+copy.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Db7SQ72qpewU6m0_KBJqrUFnoVMeMmMkVYcTucVCruqmkWUKmC-qbniezP3_TNzkB1FWmIPqQ31oiJQIqM2oAtk_Wp8wcLmGXnmIcpLQ232nNUK2cLXosMELhlGQ1OMf71AnUPe3sWE/s1600/IMG_3092+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700976903839573410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Db7SQ72qpewU6m0_KBJqrUFnoVMeMmMkVYcTucVCruqmkWUKmC-qbniezP3_TNzkB1FWmIPqQ31oiJQIqM2oAtk_Wp8wcLmGXnmIcpLQ232nNUK2cLXosMELhlGQ1OMf71AnUPe3sWE/s400/IMG_3092+copy.jpg" /></a> Awesome signs my brothers made. There were two more but I forgot to get pictures.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAHMpkVTEeozh-QUV3seADynf6qJTyXivMDMpWNPOO2X6d-VyKRaslN7wmDwm9NJ2w8lypCvJa-OaQKE88rsNhlBvnKgZis8GgnqVTf3XlQe8x4KSLu2J1kzOTqqIpnImpVm8DrHYMn0/s1600/IMG_3093+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700976892800644514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiAHMpkVTEeozh-QUV3seADynf6qJTyXivMDMpWNPOO2X6d-VyKRaslN7wmDwm9NJ2w8lypCvJa-OaQKE88rsNhlBvnKgZis8GgnqVTf3XlQe8x4KSLu2J1kzOTqqIpnImpVm8DrHYMn0/s400/IMG_3093+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOM43qUND2vf1kbv9mBB3gtkNPl-nV1QBDmOhDTCQK9G2SaHnC8ASJrfQedfRgoFC4kwFZnFlFGAphbz1JWBIcDT2kFRJmjegRq3M7Dhbrw8PyuMe9qh9QV-yEgJI5UCUuFRvkT0kEi0/s1600/IMG_3090+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700975609732088594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeOM43qUND2vf1kbv9mBB3gtkNPl-nV1QBDmOhDTCQK9G2SaHnC8ASJrfQedfRgoFC4kwFZnFlFGAphbz1JWBIcDT2kFRJmjegRq3M7Dhbrw8PyuMe9qh9QV-yEgJI5UCUuFRvkT0kEi0/s400/IMG_3090+copy.jpg" /></a> We had Treacle Tarts (Harry's favorite) cake pops, caramel corn & movie theater pop corn<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmJyPeR10_Zul5qx7nvAfCk64O5jfgdmTrn_vzuCD-2Ftck9strGsief0rRK5QRwBq4HhvUxaYpd6prGPPKArtxWnFFwEsa2Wsa2Kp4O-dSt8RoH-VQdxKmcSYKdChHoFI9qGQdvRp3w/s1600/IMG_3123+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700974165918821490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHmJyPeR10_Zul5qx7nvAfCk64O5jfgdmTrn_vzuCD-2Ftck9strGsief0rRK5QRwBq4HhvUxaYpd6prGPPKArtxWnFFwEsa2Wsa2Kp4O-dSt8RoH-VQdxKmcSYKdChHoFI9qGQdvRp3w/s400/IMG_3123+copy.jpg" /></a> Of course we needed some Butter Beer<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmckerNMrC0gWuYWiJss-VU4Lm4kBvRxex7VMfZ6tGWBd2XNPk-u88OPk7sLr4J9dK33cj02r8f7gtqgLZIIC5UM0QRWMQbpy-kErJ9VmSxcKuldp8CaYG9bh0jdL2lTJoMvXcE620oM/s1600/IMG_3140+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700972356537592786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLmckerNMrC0gWuYWiJss-VU4Lm4kBvRxex7VMfZ6tGWBd2XNPk-u88OPk7sLr4J9dK33cj02r8f7gtqgLZIIC5UM0QRWMQbpy-kErJ9VmSxcKuldp8CaYG9bh0jdL2lTJoMvXcE620oM/s400/IMG_3140+copy.jpg" /></a> As evidence by these pictures my boys loved the Butter Beer!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Wz_poQKqGbXBbkWkIf3ex8lPpKppLKT2zKfqqIVElXEups7OSjFai7jbySWP0eWgQ13OeqaXMAmXjLzCcMg8bi-WPGSZFVTvn_suItCzRKuEgOUD_zuSK_VzXNBoznptXAHA4ftOdmI/s1600/IMG_3142+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700972347549781682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Wz_poQKqGbXBbkWkIf3ex8lPpKppLKT2zKfqqIVElXEups7OSjFai7jbySWP0eWgQ13OeqaXMAmXjLzCcMg8bi-WPGSZFVTvn_suItCzRKuEgOUD_zuSK_VzXNBoznptXAHA4ftOdmI/s400/IMG_3142+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1spQa9BfrR67tuOCLlSEob4DE4JQ8vU9j3my43jGoPOj8IMe696X7Ijk3FEcIC8Zav5HteIzDzOweBxExaeWADpHcvMZkxqR-uybudNoWBA54t2ODGGd_I-gnt15Btd9PVcF7ULd85bw/s1600/IMG_3105+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700974696593988466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1spQa9BfrR67tuOCLlSEob4DE4JQ8vU9j3my43jGoPOj8IMe696X7Ijk3FEcIC8Zav5HteIzDzOweBxExaeWADpHcvMZkxqR-uybudNoWBA54t2ODGGd_I-gnt15Btd9PVcF7ULd85bw/s400/IMG_3105+copy.jpg" /></a> Definitely NOT my best work but I made a couple Gryffindor aprons for my mom and I. I made them that day so I was a little rushed. I really wish I would have spent more time on them!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP84aHcbIyzq5IHhVqgrSBDrOsHRBNFrwBINaySY7rWq8mk8Mm-FRupLNd5Oqqq8Lf0Px0af4PF7wZtbHMws6YluwGu5K5YQkHX_TMz6Zw9YlYge6GRSLNaWZddJmSNNzjPXH6ZvcH8tE/s1600/IMG_3114+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700975127932152402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP84aHcbIyzq5IHhVqgrSBDrOsHRBNFrwBINaySY7rWq8mk8Mm-FRupLNd5Oqqq8Lf0Px0af4PF7wZtbHMws6YluwGu5K5YQkHX_TMz6Zw9YlYge6GRSLNaWZddJmSNNzjPXH6ZvcH8tE/s400/IMG_3114+copy.jpg" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-80546096378910174072012-01-14T16:08:00.000-08:002012-01-23T13:46:29.177-08:00Seligman<div>This past year Trent's parents shocked us all with the news that they were moving to a little (really little) town called Seligman here in northern AZ. It reminds me a lot of the little town in Cars. In fact it's off the I-40 which was the original Rt 66. They own property up there and decided to leave their home of over 30 years and live the good life! Their house is so cute and their property is beautiful! When the words to the song "Home on the Range" come to mind I always pictured something like where they live. It's going to be the funnest place for the grandkids to grow up. There's space as far as they eye can see and the adventures are just around the corner for my kids. We had an opportunity to see it for ourselves for the first time back in November. Luke was in heaven! He'd wake up each morning and ask to go outside to play. He'd get out there and look out from the porch for a minute and then say "run, run, run!" and take off! I can't wait for all the great memories to be made at Gramma Jo and Papa Dale's house! The visit was so nice ans we all loved the quality time spent together. We've missed having them 25 minutes away but we've had so many great visits with them since they've moved! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgeUCrUtEOjGd8XCNZoUoDTlRX5Io5NZxPKV3hl-vGiw87ar5opfoYHGr1v5_zAJpyzypCv4QBR6Jr5d9-Ce9mSlZPbdkrTdjUAzGaWEUhfIev0iTWlMcAnOOXseGVUUGwT0O5uSVTbQ/s1600/IMG_3652+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697672733395652386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgeUCrUtEOjGd8XCNZoUoDTlRX5Io5NZxPKV3hl-vGiw87ar5opfoYHGr1v5_zAJpyzypCv4QBR6Jr5d9-Ce9mSlZPbdkrTdjUAzGaWEUhfIev0iTWlMcAnOOXseGVUUGwT0O5uSVTbQ/s400/IMG_3652+copy.jpg" /></a> So much to explore!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheqrBlCNeUoDTo605tWfqcd69YNfpar0aiCTVKJ6uBL6NsvuQQa6X6R2X7mT0nDXNiVTFUEp8d0Ybm-HrAw4I_fdRrGzPVEcZRt3_xEbYr8rDSBNF3WmDYTewtIuF6ygbFqJ78g0J_Pp4/s1600/IMG_3651.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697670632477979186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpNuTpt1_jagzj3kNO-mnkk7f-fTngkjW7eCbM3uSUhtRj77tyvv0854r-WGtUU-d2hxxeHQyks_s69ZfD9oKqQSZAj9i7OM6erHEmJr6824Izdl-cTGMUoVzaYCVgtR1n_oNZD7-KXTY/s400/IMG_3621.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCrv1ugkz4hZKWZR82kNlMhlbFFkxM3sWQ2H1zbWeZZXHTe1VJMGrxrV4zpNRAh4vfF4zMZOldc6LVJWdM6zt7T1qGhde4i6fatV4JRKGTi_H6XE3olIyL0wv1p3dEpum6CuLXeU5MUI/s1600/IMG_3645.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697672059357741682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieCrv1ugkz4hZKWZR82kNlMhlbFFkxM3sWQ2H1zbWeZZXHTe1VJMGrxrV4zpNRAh4vfF4zMZOldc6LVJWdM6zt7T1qGhde4i6fatV4JRKGTi_H6XE3olIyL0wv1p3dEpum6CuLXeU5MUI/s400/IMG_3645.JPG" /></a> </div>Levi staying snugly warm with Gramma<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7I1eAJ2fG2W8Z4PsM42HxZn1BGHhyphenhyphenCbBmvo3kANnTxB8tGjM_Wj8gBCr7VAY72yqnAV5VGEFGfamxu0NZp_tYmRS-fR4GaHItmKeV-u9rzY2VrMs4VTMMG0mWXN9ObqEWftmNWVzw8Ek/s1600/IMG_3670.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700942160885450386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7I1eAJ2fG2W8Z4PsM42HxZn1BGHhyphenhyphenCbBmvo3kANnTxB8tGjM_Wj8gBCr7VAY72yqnAV5VGEFGfamxu0NZp_tYmRS-fR4GaHItmKeV-u9rzY2VrMs4VTMMG0mWXN9ObqEWftmNWVzw8Ek/s400/IMG_3670.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQo_EtXLq_u7YVyhgl0T3w21kQ7ItaX5iu3ab6XNarQnZHOqsmxV7perLUArgSz01Bzc59I2awkKvjuZ-0vgAROuP11_A6XJJKg-yKaeWu4OLwra_pMoH_C5s-CP4b37lCp2nWt0wjw30/s1600/IMG_3650.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700941616871652802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQo_EtXLq_u7YVyhgl0T3w21kQ7ItaX5iu3ab6XNarQnZHOqsmxV7perLUArgSz01Bzc59I2awkKvjuZ-0vgAROuP11_A6XJJKg-yKaeWu4OLwra_pMoH_C5s-CP4b37lCp2nWt0wjw30/s400/IMG_3650.JPG" /></a> For Christmas this year, Trent built his dad a potato gun. Papa's dog, Quigly, loves for you to throw his toy. Now with all that space and a potato gun, Papa Dale can really throw it far!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-YeAp9i5kMyQ9JHGYvVkOy-bNJXWDQZpGxorRmzPTxxYiT5My10nzvewa5EQD3v0dQ3SzBbW7W6vuNosXe1YG3JS5jHGZRlbDjSQaJXOx5SbIfK7Ii5Vc9Hk7qHk4WvrqMy7rMzQpOk/s1600/IMG_3655.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700941613653418674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-YeAp9i5kMyQ9JHGYvVkOy-bNJXWDQZpGxorRmzPTxxYiT5My10nzvewa5EQD3v0dQ3SzBbW7W6vuNosXe1YG3JS5jHGZRlbDjSQaJXOx5SbIfK7Ii5Vc9Hk7qHk4WvrqMy7rMzQpOk/s400/IMG_3655.JPG" /></a> Love that cute little face!!!<br /></div><br /><br /><div>The real reason we went there when we did was for our annual Christmas tree cutting. We usually would meet up at Trent's parents house here in Chandler the morning of. Now we have a new tradition of driving out the day before and staying an extra night. That way we don't have to wake up at the crack of dawn AND we get to have extra time with family! I'm all for it :)</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigApKUS7R6kverl9O4xEQQ0lhPrVn0FgzG54XNHKiQmTVa-a7E-hmUoxCfG-Fx_iVpmNPF2qBJWafbDTovXfrv7ngCtuK5C4AdvhvCWaHJtYKbon28UHK4_E19tCsLJsngc7HvjoLPJwY/s1600/IMG_3689.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700945216159827106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigApKUS7R6kverl9O4xEQQ0lhPrVn0FgzG54XNHKiQmTVa-a7E-hmUoxCfG-Fx_iVpmNPF2qBJWafbDTovXfrv7ngCtuK5C4AdvhvCWaHJtYKbon28UHK4_E19tCsLJsngc7HvjoLPJwY/s400/IMG_3689.JPG" /></a><br />Levi missed most of the fun!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR_6W3vsjhurK6CsM6ZTNFu7HEuT6xOsAcgvIw8Z5b5Mj9ERFgQTMpEvpfJcWVAasoWjrRtLgwhWohtEBrQzqmOgozDen36u_hDsDM1GpzY3Z3vBeuV357r1Dk8Ku3FB17p_h6ls8Jcs/s1600/IMG_3683.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700945220874465970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdR_6W3vsjhurK6CsM6ZTNFu7HEuT6xOsAcgvIw8Z5b5Mj9ERFgQTMpEvpfJcWVAasoWjrRtLgwhWohtEBrQzqmOgozDen36u_hDsDM1GpzY3Z3vBeuV357r1Dk8Ku3FB17p_h6ls8Jcs/s400/IMG_3683.JPG" /></a><br />The winner!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfM9ubk1vj0h3gAijx3TRgOWH4hO9t5rQ93yGIoBb3nF8z8GnO4JMRaCeyepiOe7U9kAH9dnlYXtf_I_NvTtghLUYtHCmuJTeWvCHMwT3vPkjjn3i_SPiFkKd8T1uylI473dColeToppo/s1600/IMG_3698.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700945229566262674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfM9ubk1vj0h3gAijx3TRgOWH4hO9t5rQ93yGIoBb3nF8z8GnO4JMRaCeyepiOe7U9kAH9dnlYXtf_I_NvTtghLUYtHCmuJTeWvCHMwT3vPkjjn3i_SPiFkKd8T1uylI473dColeToppo/s400/IMG_3698.JPG" /></a>Gotta love fun family traditions!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-62388199649640916782012-01-07T12:22:00.000-08:002012-01-07T12:59:26.559-08:00*Since this is our family journal I decided to write about this experience.<br /><br />Sometimes life is such a roller coaster ride. That is the best way I can describe what we've been through the last couple months. I was so hoping to post an announcement on our blog that we would be having baby number three this summer! We were happily surprised to find out that we were expecting again the week before Thanksgiving. I took a pregnancy test and we went to the Dr and sure enough there was a baby coming! Considering how unplanned it was I was surprised and happy at how thrilled I was for another baby. Three little ones under three seemed so overwhelming! We hadn't planned to get pregnant as soon as we did (we wanted to wait a couple years), but I knew it was what the Lord wanted for us as soon as we learned the news. I was at peace and excited. I thought I was experiencing morning sickness symptoms and since I knew I would need help with the boys and since we had already had two very healthy pregnancies we figured we'd let the cat out of the bag and make the announcement to family and friends Thanksgiving Day. (Soon after we made the announcement I realized I was just plain old sick and that it wasn't morning sickness! Oops! Live and learn I guess)<br />Christmas Eve, I began to show signs that something might be wrong. I shared my concerns with Trent but we kept our worries under wraps till the Christmas weekend was over. I went to the Dr Tuesday afternoon where our concerns were confirmed and we learned that we had in fact lost the baby.<br />It's been a long road and although I am at peace with all that has happened (excepting whole heartily this baby that we were going to be blessed with only to loose it a few weeks later) I have had a lot of thoughts and emotions through this loss. I sometimes feel silly for feeling the way I do. Compared to what others have lost, this probably seems like nothing. I have come to terms with the loss and have "moved on" I guess. Each day is different and I know I'll never be the same (in a good way). I still know that this is what my Heavenly Father wanted for us. I know it. It hasn't been all bad. We've had some sweet experiences. Trent and I have been brought even closer together through this and we've been encircled in the love of my family and close friends. I don't want to speak for Trent and what he's felt about all of this but I do know that I've been his number one concern and he's been a rock for me to lean on.<br />I've never known a loss like this. To have something for such a short time only to loose it shouldn't be so devastating. I know we will have more children. And I know that life will still throw us trials, but I'm thankful to know that I can make it through with the love of my Heavenly Father and the people he's blessed my life with. I'm thankful for Eternal Families. I love my two little boys with ALL of my heart. I've never experienced a love like the love I feel for them. They've made this experience sweet in their own special way. Our family has been brought closer together and we appreciate more than ever before what we have and for that alone I am grateful for this experience. Thank you to everyone who have shared their love and concern for us! Life is moving forward. And even though we don't know what is in store for us, we are excited for what the future will bring.Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-89228715313151724222011-12-08T14:44:00.000-08:002011-12-09T10:41:56.159-08:00Where to Begin!?Every time I think about updating the blog I feel overwhelmed and the more time I let pass by, the more overwhelmed I feel! It's time to break the cycle! We've been busy here in the Owens home. Last I posted Levi was just shy of 2 months old. Now, my little boy is 6 months and still as sweet as ever! Oh, he melts my heart! It's been so fun to have such a snugly baby. He's happy about 90% of the time and for the other 10% he's only upset because he's hurt (usually by big brother trying to rough house) or he's tired. He's growing so fast! He's in the 95th percentile for his height and has been most if his life. He's 50th for his weight so he's a little bean pole :) That's the Owens side for ya! He still looks NOTHING like me! Haha! I always joke that unless Trent is with us, people would probably think I'm babysitting someone else's child. Luke looked just like my side for the longest time but around 6-9 months he started taking after Trent a little more. Levi is showing no signs of looking like me and that's just fine! I love that he takes after his dad and that he and Luke are so contrastingly different. Levi is officially mobile and crawling all over the place! He's in 7th heaven. He thinks he's so big now that he can play on the floor with Luke. He just adores big brother! No one can make him laugh like Luke does and Luke laughs back just as hard.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUeWVL7Kc77NryFO12FfJKaAuKwQGe7Uj-kDXsGmpJR8Nx_nG4BU6PrLUusQjO_0lsZ4r0yMS3OuCAhbkokwj1py6TFDilgMH-Ow8KKKQEXP4yi39gahGXeATg38HG8pMiynCuVNHQifE/s1600/IMG_3078.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683972771462712930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUeWVL7Kc77NryFO12FfJKaAuKwQGe7Uj-kDXsGmpJR8Nx_nG4BU6PrLUusQjO_0lsZ4r0yMS3OuCAhbkokwj1py6TFDilgMH-Ow8KKKQEXP4yi39gahGXeATg38HG8pMiynCuVNHQifE/s400/IMG_3078.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG-KZiLDWqljfIPT5ahILUPEhE3xZc3S8jxRSGaui83ABbKMICB7yfz81PhHTOVu_itPJQF4YRM19iodDYq5Sgnpdu5XBimZUcy4Tcl6Zq_AL4uylhlz8Iex_82FnpQFOGbGSGrYc3qtI/s1600/IMG_3280.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4Z4s5gc81Yl7Aep7GaP3VgqwK8lgr5QEY8rik4aWYCmO6H0Aw4MHVVx24r3UZeNRIxpUsXWkDQAjuo3v3V_jOXIstayz_LCPS83iGF-PRpHHwRP_01ZIu68-8S-fjtCu0QTcqohLdvg/s1600/IMG_3161.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684198074305132866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4Z4s5gc81Yl7Aep7GaP3VgqwK8lgr5QEY8rik4aWYCmO6H0Aw4MHVVx24r3UZeNRIxpUsXWkDQAjuo3v3V_jOXIstayz_LCPS83iGF-PRpHHwRP_01ZIu68-8S-fjtCu0QTcqohLdvg/s400/IMG_3161.JPG" /></a><br />Luke turned 2 in November. My baby is now my big baby! (He'll always be my baby. Always.) I have to say that the terrible two's came a little earlier than 2. He's sure learning quickly how to throw tantrums and his new favorite word is "no". We're learning to get through it. "Time Outs" have become a daily occurrence but boy is he sweet when his minute is up! No one can send me over the edge and then warm my heart as quickly as that boy! Yes, there have been a few bumps in the road but there have also been so many sweet moments! He's speaking so much more now and cracking us up with the things he comes up with! He's always been pretty independent and wanted to do things on his own which we've always loved him for. Lately though he's been giving hugs and kisses and he's been extra snugly. Dad and I are soaking it all up as long as it lasts! He still loves when Dad comes home. I think he must get sick of spending all day with me, a GIRL, and feels relived to see Dad come through the door to wrestle with! We got a piano several months ago and Trent plays everyday when he gets home. I don't know how to play (yet) so when Trent sits down to play his little shadow is right there with him playing along. We love our little Lukie boy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOqMZfSvOohkCbyBh4WeZMTYcgnGL1p8PVnLAC39Nw-HNmfVB_MKzaTmdtl_h7-t-VQcQWysG49pjLMJI3xa7qE2moxSFvEFfzFVuM_MlDoxCqeTp1fCibbBRaaVvBj4doAtjVczncrM/s1600/IMG_3179.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684198082371386210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjOqMZfSvOohkCbyBh4WeZMTYcgnGL1p8PVnLAC39Nw-HNmfVB_MKzaTmdtl_h7-t-VQcQWysG49pjLMJI3xa7qE2moxSFvEFfzFVuM_MlDoxCqeTp1fCibbBRaaVvBj4doAtjVczncrM/s400/IMG_3179.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_L1bg0bLkYJtme9zwGJ4p39gxZFEFGZ01Z4k4vfwRdR35Nffg628VXP68VtIEH47Ho31EFML5IxLurEoIAb7JTDXCStKUFJHuo11EftqxAAK4Kfx6bxfmnqqox5IDMl9gevZTy4WXqo/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684198089556707490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf_L1bg0bLkYJtme9zwGJ4p39gxZFEFGZ01Z4k4vfwRdR35Nffg628VXP68VtIEH47Ho31EFML5IxLurEoIAb7JTDXCStKUFJHuo11EftqxAAK4Kfx6bxfmnqqox5IDMl9gevZTy4WXqo/s400/IMG_3072.JPG" /></a><br />We have a new addition in the family! A rat terror named Brody. He's the sweetest little dog and our boys LOVE him! The best part is that he loves them right back. Brody and Luke could wrestle and run around the backyard for hours. It's so fun to see them become little buddies. He's a puppy still (8 months old) so when we first brought him home there were a few potty accidents but really that's been the hardest adjustment. He's a very quick learner and eager to please. My cousin and her husband gave him to us back in Aug. Her hubby was being deployed to Germany and they couldn't take the dog with them. He's been a lot of fun and a great addition to our family.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_jyYd9K6F9dNwlHChwPIVFHuK0oC08Tu-Z-UyPUQ3EcYen0ZYyADhTaD8-mrHMBRxNel6EHzo-WQS4weEYapghLFHmb7swcSc1t6EMCWW2E4oHg_INiXoXffagpFVxfejB6O4TXHfH8A/s1600/IMG_2112.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683972743946314082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_jyYd9K6F9dNwlHChwPIVFHuK0oC08Tu-Z-UyPUQ3EcYen0ZYyADhTaD8-mrHMBRxNel6EHzo-WQS4weEYapghLFHmb7swcSc1t6EMCWW2E4oHg_INiXoXffagpFVxfejB6O4TXHfH8A/s400/IMG_2112.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhysCJPXIQN89ji7d03NvCeYMF8ysGa90bnJw88WocS7jK41hbMQEQxT3ajEgm-OQk4SnyLL88l48Qhza7-oCIobuZ7jqAW87Jj0IclZskK46aixF3ozgERkDN5Lyg6ZroXJQTRG5nZcng/s1600/IMG_2032.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684198101055467746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhysCJPXIQN89ji7d03NvCeYMF8ysGa90bnJw88WocS7jK41hbMQEQxT3ajEgm-OQk4SnyLL88l48Qhza7-oCIobuZ7jqAW87Jj0IclZskK46aixF3ozgERkDN5Lyg6ZroXJQTRG5nZcng/s400/IMG_2032.JPG" /></a><br />And finally, here's a picture of the cutest frog and Tigger you've ever seen! I hope this catches us up for now! Hopefully it won't be so long till I post again.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhHJuK-aXopSEUTa4wmy3J5mm1u4lI0AdhhOmq_J3NawWq9CiFaP-gTPwEU1cW2bPAzHHoywZFEAQaMQ-WPKvUfXSq0iAmGj2Gm4NMp44uHvebuMY70-QZ83Plky2QjsEWdifWGjIbds/s1600/IMG_2837.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683972749547804210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEhHJuK-aXopSEUTa4wmy3J5mm1u4lI0AdhhOmq_J3NawWq9CiFaP-gTPwEU1cW2bPAzHHoywZFEAQaMQ-WPKvUfXSq0iAmGj2Gm4NMp44uHvebuMY70-QZ83Plky2QjsEWdifWGjIbds/s400/IMG_2837.JPG" /></a> Posts to come: Tree Cutting and Seligman Trip & Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt. 2 PartyTrent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-12601214374570582572011-07-13T20:15:00.000-07:002011-07-22T15:14:42.724-07:00It's About Time!Every time I get on the computer I'm reminded that I really need to update my blog! Levi is already almost two months old. Seriously, we're closer to 2 months old than to 1. Time is flying! I have a feeling I'll be saying this my children's entire lives but that doesn't make it less true. I love being the mother of two boys. Physically they couldn't be more different but that's something I love about them.<br /><br />My littlest man is such a joy to have in the house! Levi is such a mellow baby. He just goes with the flow. I think the second time around with a new baby has been easier for me but it doesn't hurt that he is so good. He's starting to smile and coo now and we're all soaking it up! Even Luke likes to get in on the fun and talk to him and make him smile. Levi is still all his dad. I look at him sometimes and I just smile about how different he looks from Luke. Luke was round and chunky, Levi is long and just barely starting to chunk out, a little! Luke has a more olive complexion and Levi has milky fair skin. Luke looks like me and Levi looks like Trent. The only thing I can say my boys have in common is they are both absolutely adorable! I love that they have their own looks!!!! Levi really makes us smile every day. It's only been two months and like I said before, it's flying by. But at the same time he feels like he's been apart of out little family forever. I can't imagine life without him. Whenever I look at him I know he was meant to be mine!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9czxPdehUvAvzaVdnMAmr5ul24lWB502MsKHOVr2J5kZKElFwbJ3pt6xNIJLEbq4bAU6aXq8eL-fT5p-FhcMyaGSaqIokxpI-P-R0Y5A1_YsRch_8SSHe2nVhTdCOjfw0-buVDpgCJY/s1600/IMG_1235.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632299882635468866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd9czxPdehUvAvzaVdnMAmr5ul24lWB502MsKHOVr2J5kZKElFwbJ3pt6xNIJLEbq4bAU6aXq8eL-fT5p-FhcMyaGSaqIokxpI-P-R0Y5A1_YsRch_8SSHe2nVhTdCOjfw0-buVDpgCJY/s400/IMG_1235.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8XEhMf0mN8_oKbWjCUlanqo0s2Wyr2_-YAAD81w7MNmx_Dgi_q6K5z6s7UM8i8I06kgiRviWyoNKDdTCY2eOdIalfw_u1e947KbOGrqZw-V93m4qyi5BzBMWB7RsPjS9pchiY4xsGORg/s1600/IMG_1223.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632299877790346210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8XEhMf0mN8_oKbWjCUlanqo0s2Wyr2_-YAAD81w7MNmx_Dgi_q6K5z6s7UM8i8I06kgiRviWyoNKDdTCY2eOdIalfw_u1e947KbOGrqZw-V93m4qyi5BzBMWB7RsPjS9pchiY4xsGORg/s400/IMG_1223.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWJoXI4pjULHIxqpIrvo3C4jsPoLxEI0D9d8g3gjCQA_Txra5-0PsxGJzjBGnhkaMHUKAapyv2eWhZfacF_u_YQkgdoPBEgw5fip38e1cY99QyySrttiv9tV4_dFP4pJOWnEbksYzqrU/s1600/IMG_1205.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632299872031410402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIWJoXI4pjULHIxqpIrvo3C4jsPoLxEI0D9d8g3gjCQA_Txra5-0PsxGJzjBGnhkaMHUKAapyv2eWhZfacF_u_YQkgdoPBEgw5fip38e1cY99QyySrttiv9tV4_dFP4pJOWnEbksYzqrU/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Luke, has really adjusted well. At first I couldn't say that though! For the first two weeks or so after Levi came home there were plenty of tantrums! The tantrums I could handle, what was rough for me was that he wanted nothing to do with me after we came home from the hospital. It tore me up! He stayed with my mom while we were there and when we came home he just wanted her. Eventually we got past that and my little boy finally wanted his mommy again. Another obstacle that we're still working on is hitting. Luke has a problem with hitting Levi. At first it happened a few times a day and now we're down to a couple times a week. I'd say that's progress. Timeouts are also a new thing to our house. He's actually really sweet with his brother now. He loves giving him kisses and when Levi cries or makes a noise he comes quickly to get me and says "baby!" while he points to Levi.<br /><br />Even with all the rough times Luke is still his sweet self. He seems so big to me now. He is saying more words now and copying us all the time. They really do observe everything!! I think we're getting close to potty training too. He has been bringing me a new diaper whenever he pees or poops all on his own. I think that means he understands what's happening now. We bought him a training potty and I've tried to introduce it to him. He thinks it's fun to open and close the lid and run around the house without his diaper on but for now that's as far as we've gotten. He'll use it when he's ready. I'm not expecting anything really soon but we're ready whenever he decides to use the "big boy potty".</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgRaNvM5vfoQsATcYCB6_FZ__0-BaNp_BX_CsfPmL3dqQ_6hAocdWumxvTFZo0HDMTWsT6mUFgf4kzr9UDX8PvitvG847LsiHSsPCdGhzdyKWnULfjrcez5lbQHsspHicfGdtUs2KSUg/s1600/IMG_1255.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632302345432522370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbgRaNvM5vfoQsATcYCB6_FZ__0-BaNp_BX_CsfPmL3dqQ_6hAocdWumxvTFZo0HDMTWsT6mUFgf4kzr9UDX8PvitvG847LsiHSsPCdGhzdyKWnULfjrcez5lbQHsspHicfGdtUs2KSUg/s400/IMG_1255.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIPA4m_C1Ab7aXp2vSZMZf5J28qIYTlTTSUHWOH2wwCYfqgNEsXhQP-YdgtipfelCZRh5w6NT9KcdGCmmignnpfdTkZLJXEusuElHSEvISz6t3Bze0furVhQS32Xrpc76yaF9btAUIlg/s1600/IMG_1252.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632302342548217666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVIPA4m_C1Ab7aXp2vSZMZf5J28qIYTlTTSUHWOH2wwCYfqgNEsXhQP-YdgtipfelCZRh5w6NT9KcdGCmmignnpfdTkZLJXEusuElHSEvISz6t3Bze0furVhQS32Xrpc76yaF9btAUIlg/s400/IMG_1252.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDf1Xrs8y7mSYtrcgZR3zQKYtGEpN01wTmh7guMuCgTLEbEd7tmAalSes7Eo5SLjYnxbgu10fxZ3dgHJkU0Xog13Y0evfDsayONaD5VyTwHmWV4C0Kx0K8OlMG-JcnWO88gdj9raK5-N8/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632302340988125458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDf1Xrs8y7mSYtrcgZR3zQKYtGEpN01wTmh7guMuCgTLEbEd7tmAalSes7Eo5SLjYnxbgu10fxZ3dgHJkU0Xog13Y0evfDsayONaD5VyTwHmWV4C0Kx0K8OlMG-JcnWO88gdj9raK5-N8/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" /></a><br /><br />We feel so lucky to have our boys!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimHEOhkAx0P3QlTc1y98BLILIckNEcVsQDDJoGxA1pxZb7PfAqAASizi84xTLogw8Bft7q1iDU8ijv49yZ7ueqSWa_HNkmTAheYdtfGYaapiEExhHnx-f6tVBrurIK3h4grwE2Z4_UCYY/s1600/IMG_1311.JPG"><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/AVvXsEimHEOhkAx0P3QlTc1y98BLILIckNEcVsQDDJoGxA1pxZb7PfAqAASizi84xTLogw8Bft7q1iDU8ijv49yZ7ueqSWa_HNkmTAheYdtfGYaapiEExhHnx-f6tVBrurIK3h4grwE2Z4_UCYY/s400/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632302824751001570" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-54588260577313517922011-06-01T18:41:00.001-07:002011-06-01T22:19:30.941-07:00Levi<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HbWQGRA4Fa1FE4DmtQpdHlF4ujU61jEoiHEfwWAqfBhSCLGDF313kU4-l5llSvJcsah8ycgat77j6WmtiEsKg2pKssKix-q36TYQJKvmXrFB6nw9EBDZX7wgvQBJxzRA0kO9z6LZqrc/s1600/IMG_1001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613479164862676434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4HbWQGRA4Fa1FE4DmtQpdHlF4ujU61jEoiHEfwWAqfBhSCLGDF313kU4-l5llSvJcsah8ycgat77j6WmtiEsKg2pKssKix-q36TYQJKvmXrFB6nw9EBDZX7wgvQBJxzRA0kO9z6LZqrc/s400/IMG_1001.JPG" /></a> Introducing<br />Levi O'Keith Owens<br />Born May 25th at 5:24am<br />Weighing 8lbs 5oz and 20in Long<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi51GkEkHxBjJi6cc-0693CW5NOUS5FlerXR5aKar0ZbdLar0FTCth-QKQSV6y8nKp6VPzsLW8CsaVoK-nblc6KWx2ZpVzYR5UmQ3XFOehu1IoAZlplGzGTLuKGQ8z9WJZp7vPTSZoh-OE/s1600/IMG_1028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613479170574510610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi51GkEkHxBjJi6cc-0693CW5NOUS5FlerXR5aKar0ZbdLar0FTCth-QKQSV6y8nKp6VPzsLW8CsaVoK-nblc6KWx2ZpVzYR5UmQ3XFOehu1IoAZlplGzGTLuKGQ8z9WJZp7vPTSZoh-OE/s400/IMG_1028.JPG" /></a></div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Let me just start by saying Levi is such a sweet little baby! He's really just been such a joy. I think the second time around I've learned to just slow down and enjoy having a newborn again. This time is over in the blink of an eye so I'm trying to soak it all in. Luke has also been so adorable with his brother. More on him to come.<br />So here's Levi's birth story.<br />I had been dilated 4-5cm for almost two weeks. When I was first told how far dilated I was I immediately thought, "This is it! I'd better get packed because it could happen any time!". Trent was excited but cautious because he knew we could be waiting for a while. (How did he know that and I didn't? Who was the pregnant one here!?) I was approaching 39 weeks and I was dying to have my baby in my arms and to not be pregnant anymore. I was getting so uncomfortable and sleep was not happening anyways so why not be awake with a cute little baby instead of screaming heartburn and an aching back? Plus, I had been having inconsistent contractions for 2 weeks that were getting uncomfortable. I'd been walking everyday among other things to make something happen but...nothing. I called my Dr.'s office on Monday to see if I had any options at this point. I already had an appt with my Dr. for Thursday but I was too anxious to wait till then to talk to them. I had a few concerns. The biggest one being that I live in Maricopa and my hospital (Good Samaritan) was about an hour away. I was already half way dilated so who knew how fast things would progress from there. My hopes were crushed though when they said to just pay attention to my body. When I felt labor coming on to go to the hospital (yea thanks, I already knew that!)<br />After my phone call on Monday I was very emotional. I cried over EVERYTHING! My mom sweetly mentioned that it must happen soon cause being emotional must be a good sign. Tuesday morning I woke up with contractions coming every 5 minutes but that only lasted for about an hour. They got farther apart as the morning progressed. Then I started getting contractions that were lasting 10-15 minutes and I started to worry. Could the baby handle contractions for that long? I called my Dr. office again. The triage nurse I spoke with said that she was going to call me back in an hour and if I had any more that lasted that long that she was going to send me to the hospital. Welp, I did and so I called Trent to come home. He came home and we tried to get our new van registered quickly before we left because the temporary tag expired. (Yes, we own a van now. Just call me soccor mom! We love it by the way.) It was a huge nightmare and it took us forever to leave! (It's still not resolved by the way, grrr). Finally, we were ready to leave and we dropped Luke off at my parents. I couldn't even speak when we left, I was so emotional. I realised everything would be different when we came home and I was going to miss my little Goober! I kissed him quickly and cried while we pulled away.<br />When we got checked into triage it was 3:00. I knew that unless they found I was in active labor I could very well be sent home and I was praying the whole time that they could admit me!! I came in and was still 4-5!!! I couldn't believe it. So disappointed. The nurse had us get up and walk for an hour to try to get a change. It's funny but that was actually a lot of fun. Trent and I were joking and laughing and really enjoyed walking with each other. When I came back, still no change. She said she'd call the Dr though at our request, and see what she wanted to do with me and told us to go walk for another hour. So we went to the cafe, got some dinner and walked again. When I came back, still no change. She did say I was a 5 now but not actively in labor still. BUT!!!!!! Sweet, sweet Dr. Mayer said she'd admit me anyway as long as I was ok with having help to get my labor going! She recognised how far we lived from the hospital and felt comfortable keeping us. We were elated! We wouldn't be leaving the hospital empty handed.<br />By the time we got into the room and I was hooked up to pitocin it was 9:00pm! We were in for a long night. I had an incredible nurse, Edna, who made us very at ease. Unfortunately, we were still in labor when Enda's shift ended so nurse Chelsea was the nurse we had the rest of the time. She was awesome too though! I started to get pretty uncomfortable around 1:00am and so enter the epidural. This epidural felt very different from the one I had with Luke. With Luke I was completely numb!!! I couldn't feel my legs at all! This time I could feel my legs. I don't know if I could have actually gotten up to walk or anything but I could feel them and move them no problem. But I couldn't feel my contractions at all. As long as I couldn't feel those I was happy. Around 3:00am I started to feel some pressure so nurse Chelsea came in to check me. I was a 7 and so she adjusted my bed so I was sitting straight up in hopes of bringing the baby down even more. At 3:30-4:00 I was really feeling more pressure. So I was checked again and still a 7. I was surprised because the pressure was incredibly uncomfortable. Chelsea moved me again, this time on my side with a "peanut ball" (a huge ball shaped like a peanut, pretty self explanatory) between my legs. At 4:30 I was almost in tears because the pressure I was feeling. I was checked again (by a different nurse this time) and this time I was a 9. After the nurse checked me she just left like that wasn't too big a deal. I was thinking, you'd better get the Dr. cause this baby is coming! At 5 I was really feeling uncomfortable and questioning the epidural I had. I was feeling too much and I actually started to feel a little scared. I wasn't prepared for this. Trent, my parents and my mother in law, were all in the room with me and were wonderful. It was an intense time and they helped keep the room quiet and peaceful which I really appreciated. Trent said he thought we should the the nurse to check me again (I wasn't able to really communicate at that point so I was thankful that he sensed something was up). At that point my parents and mother in law left the room because they knew it was going to be time to push. I was told the Dr. was coming but not fast enough. My body was pushing all on it's own. Do you know how difficult it is to not push when you have no control? While we waited I was completely unaware of anything or anyone in the room other than Trent. He was so great, coaching my breathing, telling me it was going to be ok, that the Dr. was on her way. Finally, at 5:15am Dr. Mayer came in. At 5:18 I started pushing and at 5:24 Levi O'Keith Owens was born! I asked that he be given right to me but his breathing was a bit labored so they took him straight to the warmer to help him out. Of course, I was ok with it because I wanted him to be ok but I was dying to see him! Trent went over and was very proud of the fact that Levi had his toes. When I saw him for the first time I noticed he had much more than Trent's toes! Levi definitely takes after his Daddy which I love! Luke looked just like me and it's so fun to see that Levi looks like Trent. I see a little of Luke in him too though. You can tell they are brothers. Looking back, I definitely felt way more than I should have! I was absolutely scared. But, I would do it again in a heartbeat to have this precious boy in my arms. Labor and pushing times were less than half what it took with Luke and I was grateful for that.<br />Isn't it incredible how you instantly love them? I love them from the moment I find out I'm pregnant but when I finally met my boys that love was overwhelming! I am so grateful to be Levi's mom.<br />I've recovered very well and am enjoying my new little family. I feel so blessed!!!<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibiVvdmwqvHqMvzYFWnsg-T64uBJdlZuGzxPu-gweDBpdzLH8TUTC1RTb86SyMOp63Z-82MIfqcHLWfrwBmBjEXws8FxKCRwh61MQdlXps-6aYnrpaVBs4rgTP4iJ2hZJPv0qFF-hFWIQ/s1600/IMG_0945.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477040658166882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibiVvdmwqvHqMvzYFWnsg-T64uBJdlZuGzxPu-gweDBpdzLH8TUTC1RTb86SyMOp63Z-82MIfqcHLWfrwBmBjEXws8FxKCRwh61MQdlXps-6aYnrpaVBs4rgTP4iJ2hZJPv0qFF-hFWIQ/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdOnjGMT9SDuej7dXfsnmEWfyYEIoWNIhxbxPLqjCnnuKPSJkRMOlWGtv8FgoEl91UTo2OFPPaakvzGPtNFJU3lv3WzswMZS5nG1exETQkVj0JxyDN7x216lf0rlGYizwyr_SR-RieSE/s1600/IMG_0948.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613476609755534178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPdOnjGMT9SDuej7dXfsnmEWfyYEIoWNIhxbxPLqjCnnuKPSJkRMOlWGtv8FgoEl91UTo2OFPPaakvzGPtNFJU3lv3WzswMZS5nG1exETQkVj0JxyDN7x216lf0rlGYizwyr_SR-RieSE/s400/IMG_0948.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAn6jPG7lQOYi9QAYO5h5zGhIkZSYcqChIXW_n-GM3Ykm2QXVO8SiqVO3XY9UMaw4LMqMkv2AfQB3HMPnIXF-Z4pPM3uCl90NKTordLCzUEtYMk7Y2YK5UKgULpGnTHD0UHlZNzUcHR0/s1600/IMG_0949.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477049869989826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAn6jPG7lQOYi9QAYO5h5zGhIkZSYcqChIXW_n-GM3Ykm2QXVO8SiqVO3XY9UMaw4LMqMkv2AfQB3HMPnIXF-Z4pPM3uCl90NKTordLCzUEtYMk7Y2YK5UKgULpGnTHD0UHlZNzUcHR0/s400/IMG_0949.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhrbDscMrM9RpedhDhLYGGnIDKiRGZRaN9UhCR-bJl-qFkkAhrkyI5NbZnX1XPPi4bAKM6mM_uPTJpFjZAps0azDIKVu1BIgsMCjd3NrpxcGgn8P_bjIo8EmBdTP4tRZJ0eabtDBU0D8Y/s1600/IMG_0955.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477929058945170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhrbDscMrM9RpedhDhLYGGnIDKiRGZRaN9UhCR-bJl-qFkkAhrkyI5NbZnX1XPPi4bAKM6mM_uPTJpFjZAps0azDIKVu1BIgsMCjd3NrpxcGgn8P_bjIo8EmBdTP4tRZJ0eabtDBU0D8Y/s400/IMG_0955.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zRHRcU943xZOTYiZv7v4iBto594M1C9V-RqREO5d83vJMgx6H1-AGW03ZYxAjrmJQUMbud_GVMQYyghHZFx3N0ECyzVFJNNENqtZLgsSJS6i0gREoK2eLc2cmkwLXuGLyaTHXRZ42ws/s1600/IMG_0960.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477938488888562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2zRHRcU943xZOTYiZv7v4iBto594M1C9V-RqREO5d83vJMgx6H1-AGW03ZYxAjrmJQUMbud_GVMQYyghHZFx3N0ECyzVFJNNENqtZLgsSJS6i0gREoK2eLc2cmkwLXuGLyaTHXRZ42ws/s400/IMG_0960.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D_Eazxo7FkCqa1jQzEwpFj7HH21Bon5wC1THFHryWjH3yjHhEjiwVj8dARfn8CRRKALYi2RZkxMia9cWgkO3UtUiEHqu1TQjG94S9L8j0Y8j-GAkku9iN1pDd9CfB38fVr49orS5rAU/s1600/IMG_0963.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477929480307586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3D_Eazxo7FkCqa1jQzEwpFj7HH21Bon5wC1THFHryWjH3yjHhEjiwVj8dARfn8CRRKALYi2RZkxMia9cWgkO3UtUiEHqu1TQjG94S9L8j0Y8j-GAkku9iN1pDd9CfB38fVr49orS5rAU/s400/IMG_0963.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCyg_yMiIRKcOegbN672IGSOZSTKDNEA7NAfFgIH-_nBqjMDNUVgDyuAPfv5NcnBNGaM3VEKnDIkRS3CzW17p5HgQDDdg_qVqb7x2Vr97W9CUVHMwQciciXfVPdn24zhqxYd-3TnlRhA/s1600/IMG_0965.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613477937867983202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCyg_yMiIRKcOegbN672IGSOZSTKDNEA7NAfFgIH-_nBqjMDNUVgDyuAPfv5NcnBNGaM3VEKnDIkRS3CzW17p5HgQDDdg_qVqb7x2Vr97W9CUVHMwQciciXfVPdn24zhqxYd-3TnlRhA/s400/IMG_0965.JPG" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-40557610232421607492011-04-26T19:54:00.001-07:002011-04-26T20:19:34.761-07:00EasterWe had such a nice Easter this year. It was fun to watch Luke hunt for eggs and get excited every time he found one. This year we started a new tradition with Grandma and Grandpa Owens. Saturday we all got together and had a great lunch, decorated eggs and cup cakes with the older kids and had an Easter egg hunt. Grandma Jo also had Brighton read a nice little message about the real meaning behind Easter. I am so grateful for my Savior and his life and sacrifice. He's my greatest friend, confidant, cheerleader and example. I hope you all had a nice Easter as well!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpkBaFzJioLN0aAyYAhlbvtKMyBdpKkvX1QDS_FKapucjArdQHVRQVByTxCPsAuwGZ4Kg3BuuJSIZosfQeKv2R13UVzE5by78AzqPyMOWEzF3ltwMiIekUBV9_7kdLjZV7PPfQupIm2g/s1600/IMG_0637+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600093268927497346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpkBaFzJioLN0aAyYAhlbvtKMyBdpKkvX1QDS_FKapucjArdQHVRQVByTxCPsAuwGZ4Kg3BuuJSIZosfQeKv2R13UVzE5by78AzqPyMOWEzF3ltwMiIekUBV9_7kdLjZV7PPfQupIm2g/s400/IMG_0637+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJkRN-gsYiHTPaioE9MR0Nf-lvrHRWE2dXg_DvxGbJ4UGCFD43Gb3adoiHIzJljaQekKv4amzXBRHE-EpLl65WcTKNcLDDcNRtb5KJnNdzaIlYOANQybLZSTCtB0sG92JhBKC6wxxKww/s1600/IMG_0635+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600093261880641538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJkRN-gsYiHTPaioE9MR0Nf-lvrHRWE2dXg_DvxGbJ4UGCFD43Gb3adoiHIzJljaQekKv4amzXBRHE-EpLl65WcTKNcLDDcNRtb5KJnNdzaIlYOANQybLZSTCtB0sG92JhBKC6wxxKww/s400/IMG_0635+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbhp7me8dAJ-8x_kJaj0fUbRjWhClR4YIBIqAE6ev8vgF-NDq9AhAoK-GaoVKB86-vlOQpVq0eexB9Lfb1cGkti-v2Yf1wNiXqYWTYgl5QIRz7QDKBNPFMmhDKDbU_HRBfd3wR8TVrxI/s1600/IMG_0648+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600093723287962690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIbhp7me8dAJ-8x_kJaj0fUbRjWhClR4YIBIqAE6ev8vgF-NDq9AhAoK-GaoVKB86-vlOQpVq0eexB9Lfb1cGkti-v2Yf1wNiXqYWTYgl5QIRz7QDKBNPFMmhDKDbU_HRBfd3wR8TVrxI/s400/IMG_0648+copy.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TCm7jLJUaQrRfS18X7c-_f7qz0F9EEmWftcV2lQ2LLyXuIotIcjODxNkcVZowlC4ki3Cn4BeIpKEUpsq0keerVyQwQCfEndB7AG62oRaUtCqRySpEFWhFKxUiWhVsfBpyjjoY0TXY7c/s1600/IMG_0652+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094379086877570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-TCm7jLJUaQrRfS18X7c-_f7qz0F9EEmWftcV2lQ2LLyXuIotIcjODxNkcVZowlC4ki3Cn4BeIpKEUpsq0keerVyQwQCfEndB7AG62oRaUtCqRySpEFWhFKxUiWhVsfBpyjjoY0TXY7c/s400/IMG_0652+copy.jpg" /></a> Luke and Papa Dale<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvX4f9viYAMSau75OtQpU9mihH12koODK71PKmDmfeVVhMwchpnjvnSg3K0BL2SkzgsiLSlnWhX4T4QeHXQPzKKIjHmVb-TI95y6aao_CRNzrHM0omvG_6ojL4J0u9qLUMU3Y_cKPX4Y/s1600/IMG_0655+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094368910837634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKvX4f9viYAMSau75OtQpU9mihH12koODK71PKmDmfeVVhMwchpnjvnSg3K0BL2SkzgsiLSlnWhX4T4QeHXQPzKKIjHmVb-TI95y6aao_CRNzrHM0omvG_6ojL4J0u9qLUMU3Y_cKPX4Y/s400/IMG_0655+copy.jpg" /></a> Grandma Jo and her Grandbabies (Minus Addison and Xander. We miss them so much!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnqGmnp99-f-q_h_rhMkd_oXOWHvtGoT3509Se_4VXNXWKejWzAeJmD-sEgDqUVX8_lTpMJl8AhVzE3b5cb9hu-jDhSKVpQt94OrpZTbwOpIZQUBeuXGUUJ_es4sIzovVRGJ1pHcOanM/s1600/IMG_0674.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600094774257042994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhnqGmnp99-f-q_h_rhMkd_oXOWHvtGoT3509Se_4VXNXWKejWzAeJmD-sEgDqUVX8_lTpMJl8AhVzE3b5cb9hu-jDhSKVpQt94OrpZTbwOpIZQUBeuXGUUJ_es4sIzovVRGJ1pHcOanM/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSHQ_FSTGT3vZ8cNwc2N08aiQjA9ODDu4F9wv4oHKqL30D5pc_yfmZoiDKXjJVB2k9AtBfELj7F5bGcHi26K_477xgFFJmQPoOfQ0YxHW2sWqkngCaGq6E2hnCVYGDM3DHE_2LQQakKo/s1600/IMG_0677+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600095116166000546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSHQ_FSTGT3vZ8cNwc2N08aiQjA9ODDu4F9wv4oHKqL30D5pc_yfmZoiDKXjJVB2k9AtBfELj7F5bGcHi26K_477xgFFJmQPoOfQ0YxHW2sWqkngCaGq6E2hnCVYGDM3DHE_2LQQakKo/s400/IMG_0677+copy.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKknme_EihdaZSyxX-5zK62lJw0PRoEj8NPeHHq0zNNqHURX9ahysgJhJ8XHwVC7ixwSWyq3KLYzY0OAtUKOp-mGpgp5d1fijB-b2CnG2kLi4t0Eo-kg6GdS_zP2KBIlg1HHvVH4ZbxYU/s1600/IMG_0680+copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600095834219996914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKknme_EihdaZSyxX-5zK62lJw0PRoEj8NPeHHq0zNNqHURX9ahysgJhJ8XHwVC7ixwSWyq3KLYzY0OAtUKOp-mGpgp5d1fijB-b2CnG2kLi4t0Eo-kg6GdS_zP2KBIlg1HHvVH4ZbxYU/s400/IMG_0680+copy.jpg" /></a><br />As much fun as he had hunting for eggs, what would he rather have been doing? Playing with his buddy Quigley! Luke loves to throw his toy for him.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS6cQbNNkMn7vrn8T21TV5jKE6Hxkto2AXUi0wRklg5hvNOYXQL21SlBjxls6apB7MfWxbOGvbLly1elDSuZNXVMaIWjBdSvBzRH_EHiiKdKsEWfiy7B1xGyM_Zsvg-XuaLsZXa-nNwM/s1600/IMG_0689+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600095842178406098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTS6cQbNNkMn7vrn8T21TV5jKE6Hxkto2AXUi0wRklg5hvNOYXQL21SlBjxls6apB7MfWxbOGvbLly1elDSuZNXVMaIWjBdSvBzRH_EHiiKdKsEWfiy7B1xGyM_Zsvg-XuaLsZXa-nNwM/s400/IMG_0689+-+Copy.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydMNzqzdV0fZC6xWvvJ0rjqi1qICI7euytqElJ3LpnGirpU0k7qdVznfFzuXFaDi3VRVDCb3-TpYNhUXC3XEuUqTrgbBNLF50rOF_Y_A81x2g583FlOhIqOSRoNW0QQcvNVqH24QQd-s/s1600/IMG_0701.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600096423196738530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjydMNzqzdV0fZC6xWvvJ0rjqi1qICI7euytqElJ3LpnGirpU0k7qdVznfFzuXFaDi3VRVDCb3-TpYNhUXC3XEuUqTrgbBNLF50rOF_Y_A81x2g583FlOhIqOSRoNW0QQcvNVqH24QQd-s/s400/IMG_0701.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAkw4V_W3IrGm-L_855U_MHRM2BMo3pAwp5c-PZ6xxomWCKHqFvAVZffpscOm5wKgjelpXa8_SggnoT-cba8qwNqE95JUGL0LPfEEgcqTAvGMbjV5DwNb9bzLiSqGr4X2oqp90UM_UpPA/s1600/IMG_0690.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600096418160295698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAkw4V_W3IrGm-L_855U_MHRM2BMo3pAwp5c-PZ6xxomWCKHqFvAVZffpscOm5wKgjelpXa8_SggnoT-cba8qwNqE95JUGL0LPfEEgcqTAvGMbjV5DwNb9bzLiSqGr4X2oqp90UM_UpPA/s400/IMG_0690.JPG" /></a><br />Happy Belated Easter all!!!Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-70357723322399286242011-04-18T15:52:00.000-07:002011-04-18T20:15:41.790-07:00March (and some April) in PicturesI recently uploaded a bunch of pictures from last month and some of this month on my computer and realised I had quite a few! So here's a recap of March (and some of April) in pictures :) <br /><br />He had his first Oreo! Thanks to mom's irresistible cravings for Oreo's :) As you can see almost all of it made it in his mouth. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEeHeVKaDE1TplvIIOZSXzSSfJnxtL3pBiuwDGlzAp8j6rCmwE61c_d4B0IhADUkcFC7RpKVGFdc1Urbd91TuMoh7wnCzuoP896OJLZXOFSyVemIqT4jxRwEz2wHiX7IA8LurThRNVI7A/s1600/IMG_0097.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597061436826697346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEeHeVKaDE1TplvIIOZSXzSSfJnxtL3pBiuwDGlzAp8j6rCmwE61c_d4B0IhADUkcFC7RpKVGFdc1Urbd91TuMoh7wnCzuoP896OJLZXOFSyVemIqT4jxRwEz2wHiX7IA8LurThRNVI7A/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" /></a> Luke found this blanket in a drawer of our entertainment center. After I spread it on the floor for him he grabbed his books, crackers and sippy cup and made a little picnic indoors while he watched Finding Nemo in Disney channel. Such a cutie!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwmucoMDiHNysiWypNWjPKl-bbzm_Dn-jXSW5VRb0f47reZt4cMs4Xs9hf-WMjPB4W5l86-KtS0NPkdp0Hu2m_7lOEyhHqaJ_wqL9Q2xSTDhsmbYrj0v0ZJm6DdqT44R8OZwP1Dv44Kw/s1600/IMG_0110.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597062845297477586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqwmucoMDiHNysiWypNWjPKl-bbzm_Dn-jXSW5VRb0f47reZt4cMs4Xs9hf-WMjPB4W5l86-KtS0NPkdp0Hu2m_7lOEyhHqaJ_wqL9Q2xSTDhsmbYrj0v0ZJm6DdqT44R8OZwP1Dv44Kw/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKadacFNAB8gKS7cEo72r8abWxBI76UtE-RmxmyVKAvCAyHiu69D9GkY8uTAUksdVXi0pGiCzg-8R-StbJTi7_BAp_gZY54cc6psjM19xOpZj6vMPcKR34EzZ0BQmg977sOV6QYTxOLw/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597062834899982034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKadacFNAB8gKS7cEo72r8abWxBI76UtE-RmxmyVKAvCAyHiu69D9GkY8uTAUksdVXi0pGiCzg-8R-StbJTi7_BAp_gZY54cc6psjM19xOpZj6vMPcKR34EzZ0BQmg977sOV6QYTxOLw/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" /></a> Grandma Lora taught him how to put crackers between his toes. He's since gotten very good at it!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-nS-xFq-YpVjqCz3DtJveX2Hc_Ued2CLzYTPzaXanpPYCZtOIjlXRPO2ZDHh2x5NyIHAUX9KSGQ8rgnpszqtiZp6xkXGValirfsG7BE0TNRO2uBjAWBWvSb8b4PEzLWiWonw4FwjvH-Y/s1600/IMG_0114.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597062846746560034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-nS-xFq-YpVjqCz3DtJveX2Hc_Ued2CLzYTPzaXanpPYCZtOIjlXRPO2ZDHh2x5NyIHAUX9KSGQ8rgnpszqtiZp6xkXGValirfsG7BE0TNRO2uBjAWBWvSb8b4PEzLWiWonw4FwjvH-Y/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" /></a>What a stud! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgleb9NH2-n_GPire3UBDS90hGzimZH56TYAP7qjeo0VvyssdwUWFZN_p2jXcHJSlwplHWegVhEPQw85cP4pFwFQ_vSvdv2ZpX-s805pknBt2a44wxxucVlAf6lwUgU3zrdULNPbDWGMTc/s1600/IMG_0107.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597064319527411106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgleb9NH2-n_GPire3UBDS90hGzimZH56TYAP7qjeo0VvyssdwUWFZN_p2jXcHJSlwplHWegVhEPQw85cP4pFwFQ_vSvdv2ZpX-s805pknBt2a44wxxucVlAf6lwUgU3zrdULNPbDWGMTc/s400/IMG_0107.jpg" /></a> This was Trent and Luke getting ready for church a few weeks ago. Can you tell the boy loves and admires his Dad!? <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQuDbvPm-GnOPqQkr0uM1VwA57cezOVsFtt8zdQVmIoNsEaiTDPlLAEmox7zHT635KjzlralF0Lu9QsHNhM6yw26LDZlSC5Z_UrlRW-bFirEgXbh3TfOk28jvwtiIjZk7MTQm405aPtog/s1600/IMG_0229.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597067661488403922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQuDbvPm-GnOPqQkr0uM1VwA57cezOVsFtt8zdQVmIoNsEaiTDPlLAEmox7zHT635KjzlralF0Lu9QsHNhM6yw26LDZlSC5Z_UrlRW-bFirEgXbh3TfOk28jvwtiIjZk7MTQm405aPtog/s400/IMG_0229.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicudMtCOZ5HFRNf1UUSIWlMxFxBH9d4axru5iXXql2WXE1S8emd52xIjiyUXO3AZV_8MHsHLaTN-pqNbvpIvQHmMvvq7xOsqkUsfJLEOB7eOqOwkORZ176dHGNkdlNF0EwgCOaLmrUEqY/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597070279064191426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicudMtCOZ5HFRNf1UUSIWlMxFxBH9d4axru5iXXql2WXE1S8emd52xIjiyUXO3AZV_8MHsHLaTN-pqNbvpIvQHmMvvq7xOsqkUsfJLEOB7eOqOwkORZ176dHGNkdlNF0EwgCOaLmrUEqY/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" /></a> Dad rinsed his toothbrush...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudeVjyCGadvmQ5rz2l2tZgULwy0CO3-nKAgvbE7bo6ms288jiDsRwtQtcNsxUWqlj3D-nFu79tIeLJrTONU-i3tl3TkDP_qrRREnfvP2UQGwJ2YrbjbHw4yDnpXg6iL3AOS7jvGmE4SA/s1600/IMG_0236.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597070549834206546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiudeVjyCGadvmQ5rz2l2tZgULwy0CO3-nKAgvbE7bo6ms288jiDsRwtQtcNsxUWqlj3D-nFu79tIeLJrTONU-i3tl3TkDP_qrRREnfvP2UQGwJ2YrbjbHw4yDnpXg6iL3AOS7jvGmE4SA/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" /></a> SO of course Luke needed his rinsed too.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2PiIPi9chD5nC5JlAvPwaLqgrAs-8Cf1_ZpDvLglSJQn6PipRHiMOwr3dpDv1HPSDhR6TywFwZorbMiciMn3lgXlfRki3gBlXuEkC-ih_tlCrGYe6a1z2J-Xeaag6AwMbAteOyocP04/s1600/IMG_0240.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597071005788955234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2PiIPi9chD5nC5JlAvPwaLqgrAs-8Cf1_ZpDvLglSJQn6PipRHiMOwr3dpDv1HPSDhR6TywFwZorbMiciMn3lgXlfRki3gBlXuEkC-ih_tlCrGYe6a1z2J-Xeaag6AwMbAteOyocP04/s400/IMG_0240.JPG" /></a> My mom got Luke his own work belt so he could help Dad in the garage :) He wore it the whole first day he got it almost.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXcSXhfj3QpiDEVpEyI-rBS0aZfk6NlFtueqi63Px3HAFJLywveiTMHbi5zodFUc_wbgW7AnIOxAmlFP-J1wCFR5mpbC0CdeoIqUaoSP-MH8IOv47GMnAYUhf4BBKKHnA1J_QzWwtrhY/s1600/IMG_0289.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597072523338770850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXcSXhfj3QpiDEVpEyI-rBS0aZfk6NlFtueqi63Px3HAFJLywveiTMHbi5zodFUc_wbgW7AnIOxAmlFP-J1wCFR5mpbC0CdeoIqUaoSP-MH8IOv47GMnAYUhf4BBKKHnA1J_QzWwtrhY/s400/IMG_0289.JPG" /></a> I honestly don't remember why he was crying in this picture (pouting would be more like it) but it makes me laugh!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvWejW51wK_2k133kUfh_wE-aiYYcnHKiiH4BP805AkZMghsSTiBETqtjP6O8opug6BHbEzTSTtME_8FSZqk2OvBSgYtBLL7VMfXL1MAXrZT_EUNL7s_5C1aActbQ3a6VyopCTQLgz_9I/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597071978393062946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvWejW51wK_2k133kUfh_wE-aiYYcnHKiiH4BP805AkZMghsSTiBETqtjP6O8opug6BHbEzTSTtME_8FSZqk2OvBSgYtBLL7VMfXL1MAXrZT_EUNL7s_5C1aActbQ3a6VyopCTQLgz_9I/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" /></a> We made a fort in the living room. He loved it! He mostly wanted to run around it. He would crack me up because if I got out of it he's grab my hand and pull me back in. Even if he wasn't in it he wanted me to stay in there. It was pretty cozy in there actually so I didn't mind. If he wasn't awake I could've taken a little nap :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeermn5DzBo_1soPy76-0dsbooBmaV2pnwOplb6RZG0kHF5j5WWhD2S06fd7sRbtfimzV4Q5LCWoqdB1816hYCtiHcewnH2yLeBw3cpR0W-8a9d05XY2mGjGdvtJ6U1b3ULKo58LBGjo/s1600/IMG_0305.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597072960524817170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyeermn5DzBo_1soPy76-0dsbooBmaV2pnwOplb6RZG0kHF5j5WWhD2S06fd7sRbtfimzV4Q5LCWoqdB1816hYCtiHcewnH2yLeBw3cpR0W-8a9d05XY2mGjGdvtJ6U1b3ULKo58LBGjo/s400/IMG_0305.JPG" /></a> And finally we went to the park with Grandma Lora a week or so ago. I've felt like such a bad mom lately because we seriously stay inside all the time. I have been so hot and tired lately. I finally decided to get up off the couch and take my boy to the park! He deserved it. Excuse his shirt which is way to small and tight on him...it was laundry day so the poor boy looked like an orphan.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-4KfIxXttkYat4hpG0UjDV0TI24rbyk5Lbrw9D7QVub5m0pd9g9bJIUh5EYlkISrJL9_ZqPKnVnQDBMeibd6aUfxBNpl10FlH7Dglu7SQyBgm0oompkZ-hWIOToO8Gy07dP5yQx6XN00/s1600/IMG_0310.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597074054694101218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-4KfIxXttkYat4hpG0UjDV0TI24rbyk5Lbrw9D7QVub5m0pd9g9bJIUh5EYlkISrJL9_ZqPKnVnQDBMeibd6aUfxBNpl10FlH7Dglu7SQyBgm0oompkZ-hWIOToO8Gy07dP5yQx6XN00/s400/IMG_0310.jpg" /></a> He drug Grandma all over the park.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA7RCkpLGpLHs12qWGRuUBfjypWe5AP8kob5bbcHbkMLdQZHMn_52fGVXD7fGGlAa3T1tku2ThArV5gEeO1z12iqal-FDnykkOA5GKVoNIwsnV19IIGNSYaCgfTjgExeVGacnruzRKQfE/s1600/IMG_0326.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597074887752561314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA7RCkpLGpLHs12qWGRuUBfjypWe5AP8kob5bbcHbkMLdQZHMn_52fGVXD7fGGlAa3T1tku2ThArV5gEeO1z12iqal-FDnykkOA5GKVoNIwsnV19IIGNSYaCgfTjgExeVGacnruzRKQfE/s400/IMG_0326.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZhTPpEM8FgjOCFXBh0oBMzz6zOcMQnaMvF0Nto5ie9J3UHB7NtsC5hWtdpphAdMUkHUhsB6iuCjdBmcU-ynsxKsk_ejFwAaoPyPnOZDN6Qnx2LeKmUAsBkF6bj13hQsKXq5038DWVt4/s1600/IMG_0337.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597075282619695282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQZhTPpEM8FgjOCFXBh0oBMzz6zOcMQnaMvF0Nto5ie9J3UHB7NtsC5hWtdpphAdMUkHUhsB6iuCjdBmcU-ynsxKsk_ejFwAaoPyPnOZDN6Qnx2LeKmUAsBkF6bj13hQsKXq5038DWVt4/s400/IMG_0337.JPG" /></a> You can tell by the look on his face that he didn't have any fun at all! :) <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEGSS6DalJ0oK6yttobT4qY0qn3-8r6ssxaCzPKLn5mP570-kSthMyYJ_KRdY-E8CvCn-fE0LcLdsP1IwesYr-7jsHTLPw72rnkDM_CbFdqLt3pU2TAuWuppe1YhGKB3uZqYMG3P_lZr4/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597075903045976194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEGSS6DalJ0oK6yttobT4qY0qn3-8r6ssxaCzPKLn5mP570-kSthMyYJ_KRdY-E8CvCn-fE0LcLdsP1IwesYr-7jsHTLPw72rnkDM_CbFdqLt3pU2TAuWuppe1YhGKB3uZqYMG3P_lZr4/s400/IMG_0329.JPG" /></a> How can you resist that face!?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_IGTNujDq0np9QVZ2RJLeF_Um4yDsvxVL3YSsF-NaFfhjzJnsTB3-fBR6yOXNZrd3Ct3k6QCBJWvCaOFdvBcdecz5ajl-jpUOhIa9BUStW5JkV5pEUhtjKWE6wLMhBG8o3VH3sbP44s/s1600/IMG_0342.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597074537886536050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_IGTNujDq0np9QVZ2RJLeF_Um4yDsvxVL3YSsF-NaFfhjzJnsTB3-fBR6yOXNZrd3Ct3k6QCBJWvCaOFdvBcdecz5ajl-jpUOhIa9BUStW5JkV5pEUhtjKWE6wLMhBG8o3VH3sbP44s/s400/IMG_0342.jpg" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-73687945883475014842011-04-04T16:37:00.000-07:002011-04-04T17:18:00.909-07:00Random ThoughtsI feel like at this moment I have so much going through my mind. I just need to get all these thoughts out so here goes. This is more for my benefit so feel free to skip this post if you want...<br /><br />-I really feel like I've done so much better with my weight this pregnancy! So far I've only gained 11 lbs. I put on almost 50 with Mr. Lucas so this is pretty exciting for me.<br />-That being said I'm really worried that these next couple months will catch up with me and I will put it all on again.<br />-At my last appt Dr. Jackson told me that Levi is "measuring a little on the large side". What does this mean!? Will I have a big baby? And I can feel it, let me tell you! Luke was 7 lbs 9 oz and I still needed the help of forceps to get him out. That was mostly cause his heart rate was dropping and we needed to get him out fast but still! I'm nervous about having to push a average size baby out all on my own this time let alone a "large" baby! I'm thinking (maybe wishful thinking?) that Levi just went through a growth spurt and that he'll average out before D day.<br />-We live in Maricopa and are delivering at the same hospital that we had Luke at. I love the hospital but mostly I love my Dr's and this hospital is the only place they deliver. When I had Luke though we were living about 3o minutes closer to the hospital than we do now. The hospital is a good hour away now! I don't think I will deliver in the car or anything (knock on wood!) but I am worried about having contractions in the car where I can't get comfortable for an hour. I'm no hero. I want my epidural!<br />-I'm feeling really motivated and excited about losing weight after this boy comes. I'm giving myself a week after he comes and then it's back to Weight Watchers! <br />-I recently took an awesome photography class and have yet to take my camera out and practice what I learned! What's wrong with me? I want to, trust me. I just feel so huge and so tired that crawling around for a shoot doesn't sound ideal. I need to just get out there and take my adorable toddler out for a mini shoot! Bite the bullet and do it! <br />-Trent is wonderful! I seriously have married the perfect man for me. He is working so hard. He is always a hard worker in everything he does but at work right now he's doing the work of about 3 people. His superior at work just quit and so he's been promoted temporarily till they find someone to take on the job full time. It is SUCH a demanding job and he's constantly going. I'm amazed at how he keeps it together. If it were me I'd come home each night (sometimes he doesn't get home till over an hour later and still has phone calls and work to do when he gets home) and want to just crash! But he still wrestles with Luke, helps with dinner, and makes time for me. I just love him. Love him!<br />-Luke looks so big to me lately. Maybe it's his new clothes or the fact that he tries to talk to me like he knows what he's saying. We'll have little conversations all day that mean absolutely nothing to me but he sure knows what's going on! I can't imagine how big he will look when his little brother gets here.<br />-I have 2 months left and I'm kinda freaking out a bit. I'm more excited than scared at this point though. <br />-I LOVED General Conference this weekend. I needed it so much. What I walked away with this time was that I am a Daughter of God. Because I am His I can go to him with any questions I have. Concerns. Expressions of Joy. Moments of frustration. Anything. He will always answer me and I need to really listen for those answers. Sometimes I get so caught up in my day to day life that I think he didn't answer my prayer but the truth is I just wasn't listening. He will always answer me. I just need to pay attention!<br />-Look how handsome my boy is! He gets his good looks from his Dad :)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgS4bqbv6EcpBe1Mnzjpxzt2fFipZPug2q4B3GQLJnVYXP6AVtWdy7VbUjo4m2aAe1ExXZulngzYAm1ZM9m8mBgGnyusa-M3pI_KUEMquRYcIfW2GRPtoB-jFVee94mm6vwrfSnedaYk/s1600/IMG_0043+copy.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgS4bqbv6EcpBe1Mnzjpxzt2fFipZPug2q4B3GQLJnVYXP6AVtWdy7VbUjo4m2aAe1ExXZulngzYAm1ZM9m8mBgGnyusa-M3pI_KUEMquRYcIfW2GRPtoB-jFVee94mm6vwrfSnedaYk/s400/IMG_0043+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591885331934885442" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-35706756815415867922011-03-31T16:19:00.000-07:002011-03-31T16:24:10.492-07:00Blog LinkSince private blogs don't show on your blog roll when their updated I created a seperate public blog to show when we update our private blog. (I saw that my sister in law did this and it sounded like a great idea). Whenever I make a new post I'll tell you about it on this sepereate blog. If you want you can add it to your blog rolls so stay updated on us :)<br /><br />lindsayloophotography.blogspot.com<br /><br />(I thought a long time ago that I'd start a photography blog and never posted any pictures on it. Since I had a blog already created this is the one we'll be using)Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-68658915008887648962011-03-02T18:42:00.001-08:002011-03-02T18:57:08.089-08:00Dear Levi,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisHGQwKTYWqjfJ-wQLFxE4mjo-SMV97rdW3dOMlx0Bk62eYKLvKgdJfGIsGUQtAWz1wRBgh7u-0w1ChzRY7yc-w-YQzPClKKy8_CyekiOC6litzUmqxrUdec5mIQC1xZ-uoyHKHhQzcr8/s1600/IMG_0095.JPG"><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/AVvXsEisHGQwKTYWqjfJ-wQLFxE4mjo-SMV97rdW3dOMlx0Bk62eYKLvKgdJfGIsGUQtAWz1wRBgh7u-0w1ChzRY7yc-w-YQzPClKKy8_CyekiOC6litzUmqxrUdec5mIQC1xZ-uoyHKHhQzcr8/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579679079452109842" /></a><br />Can it really only be 3 more months till I get to meet you!? Till I get to see your beautiful face. I can't wait to see what you look like! Really, can't wait! <br />You're such an active little guy. It seems like you're constantly busy inside of me. Of course when anyone else tries to feel you move you get shy and still. I've said it before but you still make me smile whenever you dance around. It's so much fun! <br />I've really enjoyed being pregnant with you. Watching you grow. I've felt great and so I can focus on the miracle that it is to carry you. I already love you so much! I know that I can't imagine how much that love will grow when I see you for the very first time. <br />You have an awesome big brother by the way. He's so much fun. I can't wait for you to meet each other! I can't wait to watch you grow up together. You're changing our family dynamic and it's a welcome change. So many people are anxiously awaiting your arrival! I don't think anyone can be as excited as I am though. I love you!<br /><br />Love, <br />Mama<br /><br />P.S. I know you're due June 3rd but if there's anything you can do to come the end of May I'd greatly appreciate it! :)Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-43349080223152706242011-03-02T17:51:00.000-08:002011-03-02T18:42:27.251-08:00Dear Luke,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MabwucGzgfVpkRrriP2o6StbR7o9LNHzn57fhe8w9YO695qaCjx95gznuyM_-nhFjEAkuTB15o1m6nplqfYz9sfy2Cz4AFteuSjXf6maCdSrRz8zXa6mRcwa5XMzALfHF_AwFMKofuo/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MabwucGzgfVpkRrriP2o6StbR7o9LNHzn57fhe8w9YO695qaCjx95gznuyM_-nhFjEAkuTB15o1m6nplqfYz9sfy2Cz4AFteuSjXf6maCdSrRz8zXa6mRcwa5XMzALfHF_AwFMKofuo/s400/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579676979986251506" /></a><br />You are at such a fun age right now! I love that you love to read books. It is so adorable when you bring a book to me and want me to read it to you. I love it when you sit on the floor and "read" to yourself. Adorable! You love to learn and are curious about everything! Your little jibber jabbers all day long are like music to my ears. You have been such a snuggler lately. You are normally very independent but lately you will give me kisses for no reason or let me just snuggle with you on the couch while we're watching Mickey Mouse. Even dad gets loves from you and he loves it just as much as I do. Right now you love to be with Dad. you just follow him around the house and are so interested in what he's doing. You're his little shadow. You're such a good boy! You are happy almost all the time. I don't know how I got so lucky to be your mom.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PW5AKht2FnHBTD2DsyDdLcdHRSthM_s6hSOsOaiReellJekssH-_dCQOIO8PvYlXrPUSgkTlMvQ5maDMSud1NDVlhhIFy6LQ6o7y180XPdtqHqfBwWPSinzsuClzyGqlm7Ct9gtNlyY/s1600/IMG_0057.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2PW5AKht2FnHBTD2DsyDdLcdHRSthM_s6hSOsOaiReellJekssH-_dCQOIO8PvYlXrPUSgkTlMvQ5maDMSud1NDVlhhIFy6LQ6o7y180XPdtqHqfBwWPSinzsuClzyGqlm7Ct9gtNlyY/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579676971713295394" /></a>(Helping Dad build his shelves in the garage)<br /><br />I know that you really don't have any idea how much is going on in your life right now. Mommy's belly is getting bigger and bigger and I don't think you've noticed at all. Even though I've tried to teach you on several occasions that your little brother is the cause of my ever growing belly. I worry about you all the time. In fact I haven't stopped worrying about you since the day you were born. Actually since the day I found out I was pregnant with you. When I saw you for the first time I knew I'd do anything for you. Anything. I worried about whether or not you were eating enough. If you were getting enough sleep. I would often sit and watch you when we first brought you home after I'd put you to bed just to make sure you were still breathing. Now my worries for you are your molars that are coming in. It looks so painful and I know it is. But you handle it like a champ. I worry about the kinds of foods you eat. I want to make sure you eat healthy. Thank you for being a champ eater lately. You have eaten whatever I've given you. Thanks bud! <br />My greatest worry for you is your new brother coming. For 16 months it's just been the three of us. Most of the time it's just you and me. I can hardly wait to meet your little brother but know that I'll always cherish this one on one time with you. I've loved every minute! It's going to be so fun to watch you with your little brother though. I hope you love each other. I hope you will be great friends. I hope you take to him right away. You have so many people that love you and who will be there for you always! Just know I love you too and that you'll always be my baby boy!<br /><br />Love, <br />MamaTrent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-52201714162139372782011-02-19T10:54:00.000-08:002011-02-19T10:56:48.577-08:00Trent's Blog!Just FYI. I decided to start a blog for my baja project. Probably wont be very interesting but if you are interested it is down on the right under Trent's Baja Project.Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-8492789599994815042011-01-31T15:59:00.000-08:002011-01-31T18:52:16.459-08:00Luke's Big Boy Room!I finally finished Luke's new room today! When Levi comes we needed the nursery to be available for him. So, instead of waiting till the last minute to get Luke used to a new room we decided to move him now. We actually got the crib from a friend several months ago and Luke has been taking naps in that room since the beginning of summer (it was one of the cooler rooms in the house during the day) so he's pretty used to it. The transition has gone great and I love how the room turned out!<br /><br />I decided to go with a Volkswagen theme since Dad is a VW bug fan! He's in the middle of rebuilding a bug right now actually. More on that in another post! There are only a couple things VW up in the room for now but hopefully I'll find more things as time goes by.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGknl1qoswbkQlWKXBzi5YVsv_JTs6Du8aivJoLVFkxaDDahT_knijjITPhczZ3CMxgEBBx6dJ41EwxHHhFm3ZNhOFmKs99248_yVRyOSQE0EiH1pH1Vlx6h9SM_lomMHwkVk088kcUF0/s1600/IMG_0001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544961129121314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGknl1qoswbkQlWKXBzi5YVsv_JTs6Du8aivJoLVFkxaDDahT_knijjITPhczZ3CMxgEBBx6dJ41EwxHHhFm3ZNhOFmKs99248_yVRyOSQE0EiH1pH1Vlx6h9SM_lomMHwkVk088kcUF0/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" /></a> This was the original color in the room. My awesome brother Tyler (who's home from his mission! That's a post coming soon) came over and painted the room for me since I can't with the pregnancy. My mom helped too. They did a great job!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVg7Jtql2_3tJSNicpY3RiYU9EjoEOYB0Mr49evfsPPoFdXvcYyDb0NnVLomIFR9IUxAOTOEhUefMScbvotfxvbrT_pdol2vwu04G92UKaepnl5sEpGLci3owBiLnXcvF7Rn6sbeZ2kg/s1600/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506520116153906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVg7Jtql2_3tJSNicpY3RiYU9EjoEOYB0Mr49evfsPPoFdXvcYyDb0NnVLomIFR9IUxAOTOEhUefMScbvotfxvbrT_pdol2vwu04G92UKaepnl5sEpGLci3owBiLnXcvF7Rn6sbeZ2kg/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" /></a> Here's the finished product!!! I really love it :)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9A_um1Reo6gUuEEZ4pr5VCFGgoKnEo_g0kOpVI2cLMVRx9_eWcnnglcnJBygbWFe2v5khSawkrXDAj6n7-AbWmwfspwYfRjnnyDPzBL-imCSZCBZrrPS1RRNBNdzU1kqZyoDaDcCAneI/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568506513726474610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9A_um1Reo6gUuEEZ4pr5VCFGgoKnEo_g0kOpVI2cLMVRx9_eWcnnglcnJBygbWFe2v5khSawkrXDAj6n7-AbWmwfspwYfRjnnyDPzBL-imCSZCBZrrPS1RRNBNdzU1kqZyoDaDcCAneI/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" /></a> The only VW things in the room for now. I made the bug and van and the hub cap came from the bug Trent is working on. There are a couple more too that I might try to add in there somehow.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGiRp5D3goOghNIuhgetezdQXbONzyzMe021KfUkk38f5B_UWxkROsaDkTo7BUvjS4XQuUULLW7EKarfaut8n8Zo8-ReWhr_E02Eb9BGXzOmXOfnmFbs8rSdHvBDNGl0c1WEbLiWD8868/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544969677779282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGiRp5D3goOghNIuhgetezdQXbONzyzMe021KfUkk38f5B_UWxkROsaDkTo7BUvjS4XQuUULLW7EKarfaut8n8Zo8-ReWhr_E02Eb9BGXzOmXOfnmFbs8rSdHvBDNGl0c1WEbLiWD8868/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bGDMg37yOVP7-MswWjOYktE1kU_Vrm8vo9GI7knImQFsAOXwEIBVib1Cfuli3r9tp9qqBPWKTMxrzws1h8DrWO5L4RHNjSrlo8W5CB8J20MKReE-9HrvP2v-NAbaVG47z0SdQlupjko/s1600/IMG_0027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568544971598058178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bGDMg37yOVP7-MswWjOYktE1kU_Vrm8vo9GI7knImQFsAOXwEIBVib1Cfuli3r9tp9qqBPWKTMxrzws1h8DrWO5L4RHNjSrlo8W5CB8J20MKReE-9HrvP2v-NAbaVG47z0SdQlupjko/s400/IMG_0027.JPG" /></a>I'm absolutely kicking myself for not taking a before picture of this dresser! It was 70's hideous!!! I got it for free and knew it could be saved. Trent is really the one who should be given the credit. He did all the work. We took the old drawer faces off and Trent made new ones. Add a little paint and new knobs and, tah dah! Brand new dresser!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-14188088529016770312011-01-03T09:08:00.000-08:002011-01-03T09:12:35.646-08:00Baby Owens #2 is A...<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;">BOY!!!!!</span></div><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Luke gets to have a little buddy :) It's funny how with the second we're thinking more about what would be best for Luke and less about what we want. Trent and I knew we'd be trilled with another boy though so it's a win, win, win for the Owens family! </span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">We also have a name for little boy Owens, Levi O'Keith. We just like the name Levi and O'Keith is after my Dad :)</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Hooray for little boys!</span>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-66956459057283982452010-12-27T18:44:00.001-08:002010-12-27T19:14:21.784-08:0017 1/2 Weeks!I heard you pop out more with each pregnancy. No kidding!! Here I am with #2.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YY57gm_Tp-V_1Yp8GRVlueV2p7TgmgZ4PyVDesP5i5ioWVPCcw5rla86x21FjqPxTthGkSDPFtYnXZjF7AzdKmoMZuUrdeWbVmJEigX0dExCym6JNpNNhpeYSTK4TKI9g7IsQz6MVIU/s1600/IMG_9723.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564563555365346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YY57gm_Tp-V_1Yp8GRVlueV2p7TgmgZ4PyVDesP5i5ioWVPCcw5rla86x21FjqPxTthGkSDPFtYnXZjF7AzdKmoMZuUrdeWbVmJEigX0dExCym6JNpNNhpeYSTK4TKI9g7IsQz6MVIU/s400/IMG_9723.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7xFPDKdUXJ9zbJbDfQBG-2rNCo715H9ag984GFavhJvKfKl0oV28fxAlsacxYEifmXVDFk99AxBKbZlB78fpmcnmZEzBXbW8GCfO8qNT1wJtynirAOf6RNpdrHTkytHZlsJr90toEn0/s1600/17_weeks%255B1%255D.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555564873595745890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7xFPDKdUXJ9zbJbDfQBG-2rNCo715H9ag984GFavhJvKfKl0oV28fxAlsacxYEifmXVDFk99AxBKbZlB78fpmcnmZEzBXbW8GCfO8qNT1wJtynirAOf6RNpdrHTkytHZlsJr90toEn0/s400/17_weeks%255B1%255D.JPG" /></a><br />Here I was at 17-18 weeks with Luke. Quite the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">difference</span>!<br /><br /><div>Am I already almost 18 weeks? Seriously? I feel like this is just whipping by. With Luke it seemed like he would never come. I enjoyed and soaked in every new thing. I read my "Your Pregnancy, week by week" book practically every day! I could tell you on the spot at any given moment exactly how far a long I was, how big he was, what new things were developing at that time, etc. I was enveloped in my pregnancy and my changing body.<br /></div><div>This time...I have to think about it when people ask how far along I am (sometimes I just say, "I'm due June 3rd). I think I've opened up my pregnancy book twice. I don't know what changes the baby is going through (How sad! I think I'll check my book after this). I am however still loving the little nudges and kick that I feel. I cherish those moments! Each time I feel it I smile. I can't help it. I really can't think of anything more incredible than bringing a life into this world.<br /></div><div>I can honestly tell you that I love being pregnant! I love the bump. I love the smiles you get from strangers. I love marveling in the miracle of it all. I love knowing I am apart of Heavenly Father's plan of creating life. I even love the first trimester sickness because it's a constant reminder that baby is growing. I can say that because I'm out of that stage! <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ok</span> maybe 'love' is the wrong word...I can appreciate the first trimester. How's that? I love thinking about Luke as a big brother! I was the oldest in my family and I always, always wanted to have a big protective older brother! It was meant to be for me to have a son first. I will be able to watch him in that role. I'm sure I can throw in obnoxious big brother. Come on. What older siblings don't pick on the younger ones sometimes? The younger ones get even though by ruining your stuff :)<br /></div><div>This pregnancy may be going by fast. I may not be as on the ball as I was with #1. Please don't judge me too harshly. Come on, I'm chasing after #1 most of the time! But I still am loving each moment. I think it's <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span> for time to slow down a bit more though. I want to soak up as much one on one time as I can with this little monster before both our worlds are going to be changed (for the better).</div><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-5apbjiQ91sOwb8FTkNGLSw_yo_PDiioioSaH-kq41XWiICh4mwG3DWem3RLC1DgK93lyrHPOrXQTSjFqoPi9y1qOTcHuBTcAb-mbrS0nqVp9om0c4q17ubyq0SmuFL2jnWk3t7__6o/s1600/IMG_9671.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555562313410639090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-5apbjiQ91sOwb8FTkNGLSw_yo_PDiioioSaH-kq41XWiICh4mwG3DWem3RLC1DgK93lyrHPOrXQTSjFqoPi9y1qOTcHuBTcAb-mbrS0nqVp9om0c4q17ubyq0SmuFL2jnWk3t7__6o/s400/IMG_9671.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p>Monday is the big ultrasound! I think I'm more excited this time around than I was the first. I'm excited to see who will be joining us. This will change our family dynamic. I would love another boy! I'd love for Luke to grow up with a brother next. Luke has been so much fun! I love my boy. Another boy would be wonderful! However, a girl is a new adventure (I'm not gonna lie, the thought of a girl still scares me a bit). A girl might be the sweet, delicate addition our family needs. So exciting!!!! I'll be sure to post the news on Monday.<br /></p></div>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-58831439123611063032010-12-05T15:04:00.000-08:002010-12-05T18:10:15.644-08:00Family PicturesBefore Owen's #4 joins the family and started popping out too much I wanted to get pictures of the three of us. My friend Kelsey is a very talented photographer and was kind enough to take some for us. She did such a great job and we love them! Here are just a few (ok a lot) of our favorites<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLI4fk3ZWMiAxB7YpSybRb8QAKliqf0KxbdLbDM3LW1xxQ8Tcc3fmrUgbiWxUtai8Aqb0n6ZTI1QiLxWubmlBAa7Pw10WpcqB7Sbwkq5hkFrnvMzin5dzKkcQDsaHWL4RV_r6XZleF17M/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+220.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547342535289349794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLI4fk3ZWMiAxB7YpSybRb8QAKliqf0KxbdLbDM3LW1xxQ8Tcc3fmrUgbiWxUtai8Aqb0n6ZTI1QiLxWubmlBAa7Pw10WpcqB7Sbwkq5hkFrnvMzin5dzKkcQDsaHWL4RV_r6XZleF17M/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+220.jpg" /></a>Gotta love the boo boo face. He's a pro!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSpPOIlidQ50nTLC7tpQY1oBK1H3Dp0SIsN6HHxqva1eRF3f13LaC4GH5NCYQt8KlJQgcQzIjXBFffWItQ2s08BoEPx7H14iFbBLRibluyxb2DNKYA6iCaWEWKWS6rEVh_efrIahgDQwY/s1600/7.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547342971358127250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSpPOIlidQ50nTLC7tpQY1oBK1H3Dp0SIsN6HHxqva1eRF3f13LaC4GH5NCYQt8KlJQgcQzIjXBFffWItQ2s08BoEPx7H14iFbBLRibluyxb2DNKYA6iCaWEWKWS6rEVh_efrIahgDQwY/s400/7.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhh5ZSlhIaxG6qIBlbZXxII8N4jWpwIBfvb9G2fSlg3X5ts1eDtYFomlYnXd-TUq09TEn1jtewkPoF4En51p2eu7eiRwclNY3_6KHzYslzTEIiM5TjiLQba6Zb98uK2C-WvlA0yRVRDs/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+177bw.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547342526899669394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhh5ZSlhIaxG6qIBlbZXxII8N4jWpwIBfvb9G2fSlg3X5ts1eDtYFomlYnXd-TUq09TEn1jtewkPoF4En51p2eu7eiRwclNY3_6KHzYslzTEIiM5TjiLQba6Zb98uK2C-WvlA0yRVRDs/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+177bw.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhpB1u9djxMysQckIYOnQ8eEaZ0Uxycu7_0AE9TrgGMIuC4IQssFfI49nULxdMBt00C0uWQPHjCWQd0C6Ic8XgKjjwvX2Jtu6vmAzy7Nifee9ZE-qbWTeNY7rmUbCWYPuQCVODjGNA_0/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+095.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547340887963174594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhpB1u9djxMysQckIYOnQ8eEaZ0Uxycu7_0AE9TrgGMIuC4IQssFfI49nULxdMBt00C0uWQPHjCWQd0C6Ic8XgKjjwvX2Jtu6vmAzy7Nifee9ZE-qbWTeNY7rmUbCWYPuQCVODjGNA_0/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+095.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBu1JM46XSSeTaXQH2aJ4hGhJqrozoat9t3Zd6BCUSsTVWUi-cu6FHonleDszEaVgZK09yWRTiqsHzxL5tzB9cmnX6u9WNyHDBaaeIp3S_hsBblQVqLqgCGRwh0Zgz5d2m9C2ME1y-RCs/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+272.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547342964650182722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBu1JM46XSSeTaXQH2aJ4hGhJqrozoat9t3Zd6BCUSsTVWUi-cu6FHonleDszEaVgZK09yWRTiqsHzxL5tzB9cmnX6u9WNyHDBaaeIp3S_hsBblQVqLqgCGRwh0Zgz5d2m9C2ME1y-RCs/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+272.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbDFxR78cr4KDfgtWAgfKp3nTymqwgPRCSnxT3qlPIed8uoL4fl8cWa391-rLfMJbkKdejeOi53NoBDNrmyW-ue5VCKa7nBG1iXM4Z94uQ0CVeL7VA908kwSvclqig3J81Kq-9hX1Yjaw/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+058.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547340882635473810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbDFxR78cr4KDfgtWAgfKp3nTymqwgPRCSnxT3qlPIed8uoL4fl8cWa391-rLfMJbkKdejeOi53NoBDNrmyW-ue5VCKa7nBG1iXM4Z94uQ0CVeL7VA908kwSvclqig3J81Kq-9hX1Yjaw/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+058.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhHxbuU8HcQiu1QDqMF0Oj8BV2v6DiG5-831SG0Q9hQwyNSQAYZTweGXh-9jPPVv39_IxeNwbLHPRtg2vfoOzWOZLh2mArYyj1ES3SshluML-V2bbJznYzuE_yI-BPbf3-bBn9LN3JBU/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+048.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547339129118317410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhHxbuU8HcQiu1QDqMF0Oj8BV2v6DiG5-831SG0Q9hQwyNSQAYZTweGXh-9jPPVv39_IxeNwbLHPRtg2vfoOzWOZLh2mArYyj1ES3SshluML-V2bbJznYzuE_yI-BPbf3-bBn9LN3JBU/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+048.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhZYNDNHyPpPF54ubo_bQBj_3OwSq_OmGmQV0BIpqY8ulcXhJij6qn0iMbOqU4XvBpYzS6AoGwayNHTBfUcOzF_acgothV_FN9tFVLgaDz73LlBqgWl0qwI3S9_DpEqWoER7BUA_l6mU/s1600/Owen%2527s+family+pics+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547339124699804914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghhZYNDNHyPpPF54ubo_bQBj_3OwSq_OmGmQV0BIpqY8ulcXhJij6qn0iMbOqU4XvBpYzS6AoGwayNHTBfUcOzF_acgothV_FN9tFVLgaDz73LlBqgWl0qwI3S9_DpEqWoER7BUA_l6mU/s400/Owen%2527s+family+pics+019.jpg" /></a>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-9650412348819639832010-12-01T13:35:00.000-08:002010-12-01T14:21:10.595-08:00ThanksgivingWe had a great Thanksgiving this year! We had lunch with Trent's family and extended family and dinner with my family. It was so great to see family that we haven't seen in a long time and to eat lots of yummy food!<br /><br />Sawyer girls. They live in California and we definitely don't get to see them enough!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6Pbm65yds40KMhJHIdsw4l0d3dDd8k91ksmBOyPiOf88-jHxx69idv9bC8kxFHdUlunvocHGq8ad-l7H2d90EJb9OP1T3LEKeT2PJgFiqLoPFNDoP21mwLSJoG59jtIm0ToQ0P8GJCQ/s1600/IMG_9089.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545832669283592386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX6Pbm65yds40KMhJHIdsw4l0d3dDd8k91ksmBOyPiOf88-jHxx69idv9bC8kxFHdUlunvocHGq8ad-l7H2d90EJb9OP1T3LEKeT2PJgFiqLoPFNDoP21mwLSJoG59jtIm0ToQ0P8GJCQ/s400/IMG_9089.JPG" /></a>Joanna and Aunt Martha. Aren't they such cute sisters?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOxB0JAEQKM8nJOH_451b69Psi_q4lVBXFNDVwY8KTP4uJ7be-fGTTYg0jvdWv6u1zH8ZiNnOan2sslp3KSRUjOMIdzq2p6h70mUSUaSfqfPou4KntK-NK2j3A5bzPgZznyO587eHFtA/s1600/IMG_9088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545832660303019490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOxB0JAEQKM8nJOH_451b69Psi_q4lVBXFNDVwY8KTP4uJ7be-fGTTYg0jvdWv6u1zH8ZiNnOan2sslp3KSRUjOMIdzq2p6h70mUSUaSfqfPou4KntK-NK2j3A5bzPgZznyO587eHFtA/s400/IMG_9088.JPG" /></a> Justin and Audra have some horses at the end of their property and so we took Luke out there to look at some. I thought he'd get a kick out of them but he was actually kinda freaked out. Can you blame him though? Look how huge this black horse is!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJvgFZc7Vpzg1n-8cYWOhAgBMP_x4X7-zT020nFIFY62HxYdWr_UkcbjSKRQsx9saBVhW431fR5NcykVQ4kyxKM9YbOjQtwpn-wz_cipwSsDZSSHePCAovEfCzQjHjSHbgmK3bb45hbo/s1600/IMG_9105.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545834154215216946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJvgFZc7Vpzg1n-8cYWOhAgBMP_x4X7-zT020nFIFY62HxYdWr_UkcbjSKRQsx9saBVhW431fR5NcykVQ4kyxKM9YbOjQtwpn-wz_cipwSsDZSSHePCAovEfCzQjHjSHbgmK3bb45hbo/s400/IMG_9105.JPG" /></a>(If You look carefully you can see the beginnings of my baby bump! Exciting!!!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLU0bDvE5M31GgEYiYHCYwcZ_AkIsf7wSXy9V6cRPEw95K64tHhELjCqMrZ1GEhfFHLmSJGkAO9kGolTBE_QR83rBeoj7vJJA9JAGuP5llqw0BtHWHpmkBNR7h_6kFpA72N3217uNxmA/s1600/IMG_9104.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545834149699786050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrLU0bDvE5M31GgEYiYHCYwcZ_AkIsf7wSXy9V6cRPEw95K64tHhELjCqMrZ1GEhfFHLmSJGkAO9kGolTBE_QR83rBeoj7vJJA9JAGuP5llqw0BtHWHpmkBNR7h_6kFpA72N3217uNxmA/s400/IMG_9104.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8foehW1wFjXTAIpvzG1RfB2YS5-nAVYEAvuXdUBKQeCx8veCOI8LO4cukRTRx8gx0d7S8yMEPv-7hRp6tvnAo1dLAI9k4IK0GjJQI8fNcPJ8FEUxFn4qUA9IK3oDzLFH8GFzyAADh24/s1600/IMG_9108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545834167307204274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR8foehW1wFjXTAIpvzG1RfB2YS5-nAVYEAvuXdUBKQeCx8veCOI8LO4cukRTRx8gx0d7S8yMEPv-7hRp6tvnAo1dLAI9k4IK0GjJQI8fNcPJ8FEUxFn4qUA9IK3oDzLFH8GFzyAADh24/s400/IMG_9108.JPG" /></a> This brown horse was so sweet! He actually started licking my hand!<br /><br />Justin and Audra (who hosted all of us for lunch) have and incredible house and an incredible backyard. If I was a kid I'd have so much fun playing at their house. Luke played outside on the playground with his cousins and I'm pretty sure he had fun too.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIASPnRmTEDIYgy-S4bDLOlBK6_WVvMnzgV9oW582FxqFyv_kb7NxjcPUuAAAwin_pk5KBEHlTArSKSKfMW_0vl-SV-PEVZ-f_iy2hq4FbyzZmlJDdrN4KBuEN7jONu6huMJz5zRwdAk/s1600/IMG_9118.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545836588552596754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIASPnRmTEDIYgy-S4bDLOlBK6_WVvMnzgV9oW582FxqFyv_kb7NxjcPUuAAAwin_pk5KBEHlTArSKSKfMW_0vl-SV-PEVZ-f_iy2hq4FbyzZmlJDdrN4KBuEN7jONu6huMJz5zRwdAk/s400/IMG_9118.JPG" /></a><br />Luke and cousin Dale havin fun!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQuN31mFCXsyg1TRiczvIuwvAjswCMsoupUDQaWpKrrYJ3N25oegZzVRj-aj8_tsWdjttydzKs7WLnFgV8E5zloo4xxe6Ym4lSTZLfCQhJQM1OmPB44VuDX4OXewIj-mO-XC5V3dqdto/s1600/IMG_9124.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545836916949309570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQuN31mFCXsyg1TRiczvIuwvAjswCMsoupUDQaWpKrrYJ3N25oegZzVRj-aj8_tsWdjttydzKs7WLnFgV8E5zloo4xxe6Ym4lSTZLfCQhJQM1OmPB44VuDX4OXewIj-mO-XC5V3dqdto/s400/IMG_9124.JPG" /></a><br />Now on to the Loomis family Thanksgiving!</p><p>For the past 5 or 6 years (right mom and dad?) my Dad has been deep frying our turkey. Oh my gosh it is so delicious and in my opinion the only way to go! This year did not disappoint. Another great turkey Dad! We all circle around they turkey and pick at the yummy crispy skin while my Dad tries to carve it! Of course a Thanksgiving turkey wouldn't be complete without all the yuuuummmmy sides that my mom made!<br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MG70-nefeQTUAwu2cmV_VtkwlX5Vn3csX5yUYIjMUwwyPYKSZlhFhlJr6POhbUKlomjBvFRgb_pYDkI0MES06XFsOqIyLRssnUqZzXDbkU9NE1PiWUk1y-q84_ZQUMC0mdEr6UppPsE/s1600/IMG_9135.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545839397490754066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4MG70-nefeQTUAwu2cmV_VtkwlX5Vn3csX5yUYIjMUwwyPYKSZlhFhlJr6POhbUKlomjBvFRgb_pYDkI0MES06XFsOqIyLRssnUqZzXDbkU9NE1PiWUk1y-q84_ZQUMC0mdEr6UppPsE/s400/IMG_9135.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrhlxsyuRpvu2zZxMHhHJIvLquGKQGbJqk5r7R7qCpqGxu7BmR8LxSQI7TN37l6Pu1QM2OSnd96C0JALTkoQDB4xKpj43n8bHX1Syou8uD1r2skau6A8YmrrtgqTxnlr6vmX72VIwP6Hg/s1600/IMG_9133.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545839365099045858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrhlxsyuRpvu2zZxMHhHJIvLquGKQGbJqk5r7R7qCpqGxu7BmR8LxSQI7TN37l6Pu1QM2OSnd96C0JALTkoQDB4xKpj43n8bHX1Syou8uD1r2skau6A8YmrrtgqTxnlr6vmX72VIwP6Hg/s400/IMG_9133.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLiHT1Qd023ZRf2_VdflQ3-v5BWOqM6pSc51df_s4xbGIV3OJPVcxj-6BnV9qlHcS-0vMjJx9q28tuJ9FcxFueBLvHHDORNxytntGhhDXVJl0pQ3WRvB58VYkY-Isg10BRN3UETrBFD0/s1600/IMG_9138.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545839887009616322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzLiHT1Qd023ZRf2_VdflQ3-v5BWOqM6pSc51df_s4xbGIV3OJPVcxj-6BnV9qlHcS-0vMjJx9q28tuJ9FcxFueBLvHHDORNxytntGhhDXVJl0pQ3WRvB58VYkY-Isg10BRN3UETrBFD0/s400/IMG_9138.JPG" /></a> This is how it usually looks at my parents house. Luke in the middle and the whole family circled around him!<br /><br />I'm so mad I didn't get more pictures while at my parents house! We really had a lot of fun visiting. After dinner we all went for a walk to try to make room for pie. It was a great way to top of a fabulous day!!! </p>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7614632458893430775.post-2298605871960623202010-12-01T13:27:00.001-08:002010-12-01T13:35:45.439-08:00Halloween<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kTAY2HRRMogmQhEazG9OhJjyV73_vt3IjK_drRhl2tvVFzch9QB-E1veW7WxPmuQ0_-7nYyUDzAFsfZNoO3giK_2IcpGBWnDvczEDBAUpp2XaBG8Q9ToAhLWXOM_ERmcByXH8Qqa8rc/s1600/IMG_8829.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545829698839337746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0kTAY2HRRMogmQhEazG9OhJjyV73_vt3IjK_drRhl2tvVFzch9QB-E1veW7WxPmuQ0_-7nYyUDzAFsfZNoO3giK_2IcpGBWnDvczEDBAUpp2XaBG8Q9ToAhLWXOM_ERmcByXH8Qqa8rc/s400/IMG_8829.JPG" /></a><br /><div>This is our one and only picture taken on Halloween! I meant to get one of just Luke in his superhero costume but it just never happened. He was too tired at the end of the night and went straight to bed. He looked adorable though! We just went trunk-or-treating at our church building. He's still too young to know what's going on. Next year should be better. I've mentioned before that I'm not a big Halloween person at all! It's just not my thing. Probably never will be. In fact I'm surprised I even dressed up (I dug out my old scrubs from my working days. I know, lots of thought went into this!). I'll make it fun for my kids but will probably never get into it. So anywho here we are on Halloween! tah-dah!</div>Trent & Lindzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10757989016274515052noreply@blogger.com2