tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35546718667015585692024-03-05T19:32:23.907-06:00Tornow TerrificJen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-71557097690855952072011-12-13T11:54:00.008-06:002011-12-13T12:32:45.378-06:00MERRY CHRISTMAS!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6JM1_0Yd9jum6IjsXBSSE9-nAOXRyAW_uOt36GvIhL9J4U63nTDCidmHoMJTYsdoWh_x8ACfN3r7zhFnwHFBNcZUTFOhNysd5OTp4WC_xZ7ruy6eBXp_oZzqIje1___dzNsxLu-8ygAg/s400/Christmas+Card+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685672996544645970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;">We wish a very Merry Christmas to all of our loved ones.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjDHZDK5lkqud-1i4PEFIzx4ae4ZHUna9muEr7P_0P7vVM_roZ_G-qNRRZyitsahE9B0-F9fSMaSvYRqpUcvOYiotZ1kEpTE9yUSW0ztBhIRpbPqe27zSZYF2WeZJrptZl4HXi2Fy2YY0/s400/Santa1118_1751.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685675550750995650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The girls' Anuual Santa Photo</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">My friend Jen recently started a <a href="http://jengrayphoto.com">photography business</a>, and I was fortunate enough to win a free photo session with her from a little contest she did. We had such a great time with her, and I was so pleased with the photos. I can't believe how big my little girls are getting! Below are a few of the pictures that were taken.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib3sycW1sfVUARyhyphenhyphenlg6GENDrurymqafpXOQFoQzn2_erRrSXTt8-2rEVZ_RuvJMAVzctLGGMIf6RYYCyTX12Y1v8vwYz9eCRzVHu85T5udUmNYGOLDyGJr3l2t_WV9AcrjHj3PrPdVX0/s400/Tornow-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685680864835273250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH35L58F5N1ELJtR2whUHpw9rwbUcdSR3eegtOUfCtZxx0kObynGS3MuLN2SfZ53uvbLEbxiRXiyLMQiHpjfxKwNj0YNbpa4M5hqAa6vdw3Y2eTZNnJlDY6Ff8O5xZzP12NEVNfCFpJiU/s400/Tornow-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685680862192996146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNc1XnMYVCWHKDXrkzGtyQXlkpRhqv5QOXDwLQxQNTgb1bigs90K7ayG4obAY7fkI4wlBie2L-3Pg0b28OIySdvr_zdg-jhAgk7QAa7J62oJYHB2Sfjr55swXFvyZohpKxqSAnmSHS9K8/s1600/Tornow-5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNc1XnMYVCWHKDXrkzGtyQXlkpRhqv5QOXDwLQxQNTgb1bigs90K7ayG4obAY7fkI4wlBie2L-3Pg0b28OIySdvr_zdg-jhAgk7QAa7J62oJYHB2Sfjr55swXFvyZohpKxqSAnmSHS9K8/s400/Tornow-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685680320123450082" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXV70gH07wXkF4RStNaTBlASpqjBwUIxuRRPUqr2-CjX_bMgmnccH4u5z3B6HJUS37S_xc_Ng5F6oSyS4x4ZlYDo9uFFq9FD0UHi54KgFOSMRCWzLQm-wrE5qIShcA7f9W_UbOPBAr_zw/s1600/Tornow-6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAjefe5gedppioQin8Kf3KuYDcoGoo-Hu2GtbnJ9YBZHyVfsWQP7p6h6p9ecAV7WRX1buN50NnWv9iBQVRWKPgGvuZUWnF32PTOK5_HDkml8QApOk-NYyfr8sj1m1BuwFCeEsFzsiacc/s400/Tornow+Email-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685679513407044706" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9PsTP0JqJhfzg9NfSnLZOlgi4X-Sok6GJ1BLf3B_Vo3B17L7-LhlLMfEgglTe4hY-ME-hZj9Rz08o9oZaR2T0ApV-czgpCDeVg1psnmYRGUhdZx-CK8syTeZC7dbDqeXfEpZ43b7GPi4/s1600/Tornow-14.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9PsTP0JqJhfzg9NfSnLZOlgi4X-Sok6GJ1BLf3B_Vo3B17L7-LhlLMfEgglTe4hY-ME-hZj9Rz08o9oZaR2T0ApV-czgpCDeVg1psnmYRGUhdZx-CK8syTeZC7dbDqeXfEpZ43b7GPi4/s400/Tornow-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685679032904277106" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZKSIheChEZhiwHp3Zcc2RsZO_EeVEBMb5svaeR7MbxvILwsYyQXGHHNfP3cQYdDb-5TPazvLg4TqlVWgQclL9_CT0BO34GRQjNQedjxYmwHzqzw7Z1gq956sjI6MNkmKpVqZ593WD-T4/s1600/Tornow-15.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><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/AVvXsEgZKSIheChEZhiwHp3Zcc2RsZO_EeVEBMb5svaeR7MbxvILwsYyQXGHHNfP3cQYdDb-5TPazvLg4TqlVWgQclL9_CT0BO34GRQjNQedjxYmwHzqzw7Z1gq956sjI6MNkmKpVqZ593WD-T4/s400/Tornow-15.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685679023362152610" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXIbvEMlpDKF9S0Dygfqm2I1MP8AGOjMB_wiJmKg5f6pa_or6fsluWT2jWPqo8qWUviooTMJA4iOW87nKVURMZFqxptIbQoZPKVYQSU_1YHtb32p7uLmnOY1_zuDjpDAOgNeuFD1xwKo/s1600/Tornow-16.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><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/AVvXsEgPXIbvEMlpDKF9S0Dygfqm2I1MP8AGOjMB_wiJmKg5f6pa_or6fsluWT2jWPqo8qWUviooTMJA4iOW87nKVURMZFqxptIbQoZPKVYQSU_1YHtb32p7uLmnOY1_zuDjpDAOgNeuFD1xwKo/s400/Tornow-16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685675577704873730" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTy1kQR6SZFwGs4wjH1FdX0KhM7AG6OYiP8qAZ1thxmJLHxcR3oxcxy5O7qXEQSWrqH_a-fYua9YOCnTe_1WD3CTLP12zYcyGdhhADboIA3CpUdbw3pMwUKJV35iVnnn_908w6MHjXN58/s1600/Tornow-23.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><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/AVvXsEhTy1kQR6SZFwGs4wjH1FdX0KhM7AG6OYiP8qAZ1thxmJLHxcR3oxcxy5O7qXEQSWrqH_a-fYua9YOCnTe_1WD3CTLP12zYcyGdhhADboIA3CpUdbw3pMwUKJV35iVnnn_908w6MHjXN58/s400/Tornow-23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685675561514487330" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-8934459017339375722011-12-13T11:41:00.003-06:002011-12-13T11:53:19.916-06:00Our Wild Child<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHeTTboCBqdDH8qg4s4Ggrz9S1f8scIxcAHbUnp6TI9ppDTRdOTm9-EVglPBHeo-F3ir1QUkOzZGQoT29hl9AiZgH-Auwj4qoBl0DzE9OqLnkCq0VFV3wpxgpD7D4mVHUB7UX0SZuS2Y/s1600/DSC_0152.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSHeTTboCBqdDH8qg4s4Ggrz9S1f8scIxcAHbUnp6TI9ppDTRdOTm9-EVglPBHeo-F3ir1QUkOzZGQoT29hl9AiZgH-Auwj4qoBl0DzE9OqLnkCq0VFV3wpxgpD7D4mVHUB7UX0SZuS2Y/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685669919677045762" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I had to post these pictures, because I think they are so cute! This is Ainsley ready for her gymnastics class. She added the Jessie boots and 80's headband. My little fashionista. She definitely has her opinion about what she wants to wear. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We just recently put her in this little gymnastics class. Guess what her teacher said after the first lesson? "She's a natural. You might want to start saving your money..." Surprise, surprise. She's always been our little monkey climbing and doing tricks on everything she can. I think she gets a kick out of scaring her grandma Shonnie with the tricks she likes to show off. I love that she isn't afraid to try new things.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_MMwkZDQ23a8pxdiiavId4MMvTYL-1MSzSYU8vah4z83uK14Fhg5SLptIsuj5JBwcPZU3BzWpG9Xu2LAh9LVyaaP34hqg4R08OHRgsMAIgUxYVw34E0bL0chtB-wXLZveX66zwKaphmI/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685669924797063250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Are those thighs to die for, or what?</span></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-74141438729440171452011-12-13T11:32:00.005-06:002011-12-13T11:39:33.658-06:00SNOW!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip5m4y_vNLy0hAFZVxYmJCpCEZlEvcezhvkq8saWFljNEVekNJc26Mf1mBs1qB4xdkrTf8oStZjNJqxJNgY07GZfwWFnXv-gWQylc7GY3N7z0qtG5rnwP3IQBjDNrsWZhJbXtKJTa2F8E/s1600/DSC_0161.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip5m4y_vNLy0hAFZVxYmJCpCEZlEvcezhvkq8saWFljNEVekNJc26Mf1mBs1qB4xdkrTf8oStZjNJqxJNgY07GZfwWFnXv-gWQylc7GY3N7z0qtG5rnwP3IQBjDNrsWZhJbXtKJTa2F8E/s400/DSC_0161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667935129393042" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We FINALLY got some snow this morning! Ainsley has been waiting anxiously for weeks, and would have been out there in her pajamas and bare feet had I not stopped her.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjUHV5IDLnVK3ytD7R6ZPyJrf3fFYk7DpFqGqF9G40RCgy1hyNA9pQ0oUC0XdkR506kd0fmAFm6QXexbSydiDpR4aQ8zwx4teZd_qFdDHuzUJELY-fbVdx3mAGfyeSsH7SVkx0Mh7dfIs/s400/DSC_0163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667632339798722" /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Z-WiHN7yTXiHWhnvacXTiSCRh6A4gUBUCEXsphrR9zcPF0ovhRUwBWKlxLlrYVXAxAl0iS5HeCEion49s1Yjcr-7foFq2euDbsStAn-iU_CeHnVHfKB6t_qoO_v9K14MDYvxCJbXY94/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667627112563650" /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajlem_tyAYLP5zNR_19lcW99Z77NfqBjuRA97SO4QCN341b0DFiU-Fg0RQl9zgBDGc2hFk7ITILU9ncW92CHCJovA_IbS3j69jZHlwOOGcNg8aeg1H4N7yjIqVAeiwz3aw0LHPlwW1XM/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667924462310290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); " /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjAyTSbrVIlRTcI-Qh_PyPn81mNLMwDsKoFiHtYcjZutYCft36qlCFd415SCHoelxZwcxoc5SmyV3vmNLWjDjDhpGo-lQVJ0SuBHh9-61J30_raUeyYAeSyZZ4Qo2xuQXPTuAlAhyphenhyphen2YQ/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667647195182418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px; " /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnJmHl2rf_g0jhu7slvI5YL92CbVZ8xSruX2Mn4F_NQQq9p4E9Oj6YrLb2bccNvq4AfLL_lRyl66ObhjIG683hxtIsVfA7vBNg5ESZvDl7GWP6s3b_N6-sRGwQ97tHGyH_OijD4CRY3mk/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685667622392246882" /></span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She can't wait for Cecily to get out of school so they can build a snowman together. It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-22457576697259149042011-12-01T10:23:00.004-06:002011-12-01T10:47:52.069-06:00Let the Countdown Begin!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2eOqxBgfpRNhN4vvFr-mWYRAQmm4E9r4qiDFiAQrKdF4bC3mApjWseJ83Rw4HGEXaB2BSd9SFesmuoxYDnoNfFRVLIvRvK5Qz0RRa6BdFrH0lfDghvATAu5tk9Ombzgc3OvtfVbG-do/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2eOqxBgfpRNhN4vvFr-mWYRAQmm4E9r4qiDFiAQrKdF4bC3mApjWseJ83Rw4HGEXaB2BSd9SFesmuoxYDnoNfFRVLIvRvK5Qz0RRa6BdFrH0lfDghvATAu5tk9Ombzgc3OvtfVbG-do/s400/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681196657772216578" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>We are excited for the Christmas season at our house! Decorations are up (I think this was a record for me to have them up before December this year), and the kids are excited!<div><br /></div><div>We recently sold our home in American Fork and moved to Highland, UT. We found a home to rent in a great neighborhood, and hope to be able to stay until we find a home to buy. We sure miss our old neighborhood and neighbors, but have felt very welcomed at our new place. </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJugKf1n5n3uEvW7GNDoTiM4yZjG9JrncUeMsCh3imSnA6XNiJ7M5imHwQWtMGFTwncnMlxdupHeYSeeuoSn401pX0SUlQqhif2R3fi4deVokWCp89nEDJ1DPY8311HIju8cnHbJh4VQ/s400/DSC_0133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681196653416363410" /></div><div>It is so much fun to see the girls' excitement for Christmas. And they are trying to be very good so that Santa will bring them some fun gifts. Funny story about that. The other day, Ainsley came into the bathroom as I was getting ready, and I could tell she was trying to hide a second string cheese behind her back, when she had just finished eating one. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;">I said, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">"Ains, didn't you already eat a string cheese?" </span> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33cc00;">"No..."</span> I knew that wasn't true, as I could see the remnants of the string cheese in her teeth.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"> "You know, Heavenly Father knows when you are telling the truth or not."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"> With an evil smile,<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33ff33;"> "Who's Heavenly Father?" </span>(Obviously, I'm doing a GREAT job teaching her the important stuff!)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"> So I tried another tactic. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">"Santa also knows if you are telling the truth or not."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"> She stood there for a second, contemplating that. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33ff33;">"I'll go put it in the garbage."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">She's such a character! I so love these little girls. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Anyway, this is just short, but I wanted to get <i>something</i> posted. Hope everyone is enjoying the holidays!</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-71393996762433805702011-06-19T22:18:00.013-06:002011-06-20T00:13:58.238-06:00Got to Start Somewhere, I Guess!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbRmN5Wm6wnQZ3wj6lqT-D42xVwkYubjBVQa0cjdsg0m1JLoSHGqtVqQHhgadA_ucXta5U2OEUbynPoLWgrAn70dyU_N5cYxPHZwXbuGe0IEXr3zb8vhHSF3-n7SDur1ARRw4TV9qBIuU/s1600/IMG_1297.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><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/AVvXsEjbRmN5Wm6wnQZ3wj6lqT-D42xVwkYubjBVQa0cjdsg0m1JLoSHGqtVqQHhgadA_ucXta5U2OEUbynPoLWgrAn70dyU_N5cYxPHZwXbuGe0IEXr3zb8vhHSF3-n7SDur1ARRw4TV9qBIuU/s400/IMG_1297.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620167058617537154" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">Like I said before, I will hate myself for not journaling about our lives right now, especially while the girls are growing up. I feel like life is getting busier and busier, and I just am not making this a priority. So I'm just going sit down and make myself update about the girls for a few minutes. Nothing too profound or life-changing, but I sure think these girls are adorable! I'll probably be the only one to get anything from this post, but that's okay. This blog is for me, anyway!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Cecily, Ceci-Bess, Cec</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKd2tunP9E7eBU7VyW8yX70WzSL6Nx0y5lpqJZhckwPbb-3ElSzNd_NQk9xQlXk2R3vBvUWMNUzEfoFTdUV4-6tyOLwWkuY7uCY8GC6Cv-WruXBhbrAQtKO8EOlbwZ0k5IR6P-Sdt1DE/s400/IMG_1557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620155201538590578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Our 5-year-old (almost 6!) just graduated from Kindergarten. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0coRqtiOsmpc3up_XQPyQhAJ9cPrNzth2JjYxCK_g7QVLDJ3ZQ2Pu0ptQ_YTmKtVuXXg91dRfWrHEFPN_i5ZCBLg22rHBOw7ZU7BiAs3PIzTdbMOCQ4u3ky55repWZ3XzCPpDZZfsLa0/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620152682085638146" /><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: left;">Cecily has LOVED kindergarten. She enjoys everything about it. The learning, the teachers, the friends...everything! Three days before school started for the year, Cecily was accepted at Renaissance Academy, which is a charter school in our area. We decided to try the charter school out while we had the chance. I always have people asking how we like it, but since Cecily is our first child to go to school, I really don't know any different. I find the fact that when school starts in the Fall we will have our 3rd Principal in a year a little unsettling, as well as the fact that Cecily went through 2 Kindergarten teachers this year. Half-way through the school year, her first teacher decided she was needed at home (at least that's my understanding of the situation). I feel like the change was handled well, and the new teacher was up to the task. I am happy with everything Cecily learned in Kindergarten and feel that she is ready for first grade. We plan to keep her at Renaissance for first grade for the time being. If we end up moving farther away, we will probably rethink that, but for now we are satisfied with that decision.</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDn8R_0TG6rIrWApwPD5Y50yeRbNjLmXcq45kL6f66WqPyJxr5PwHCTsfFtuc3eI66XXQozSUhWVZ356fUQ9_6zJR_U1l5Aunka6ZBd0ST-VLvWMaUG74XmwW1evyqI3YMYbapil2zCt0/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620152690888263538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily at Graduation (above) and with her teacher, Mrs. Kerr (below)</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; 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width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></span> </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Other than school, Cecily has been involved with dance at The Dance Club in Orem. She was on the Mini Starburst team this last year, and really loved all of the concerts and competitions she participated in. We are taking a little break from dance for the summer, but she is still dancing all over the place at home.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Cecily is still as sweet as ever. She is the best big sister to Ainsley. Yes, they do have their trying moments together (especially this week), but for the most part, Cecily is so kind and caring to Ainsley. She also loves to help around the house. She always wants to help me cook, and LOVES LOVES LOVES to do crafts. Too bad she doesn't have a more crafty mom! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Cecily is very responsible, and seems to always know what is okay and what isn't. She is anxiously awaiting her 6th birthday. She has been planning her birthday party for MONTHS! The theme for her party this year: Chinese. (What?!!?--I honestly think she's doing it for the fortune cookies)! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Cecily has also lost her first 2 teeth. She hated the fact that there was blood when she lost her first tooth, so her second tooth was literally flopping around in her mouth before I finally pulled it out of her mouth. Her tooth fairy really stinks, though. It was a close call with the first tooth (the fairy actually made it AFTER Cecily woke up and got out of her bed), and after about 4 missed nights with the second tooth, the Fairy left Cecily a note of apology and a pretty hefty payment. That fairy had better get with the program!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8bdF_EAEXHVIiQceZ28LXrvYE2qfZ18QY49AaHAHTQCwadCXQNk1CUtDG7Fmgxr0i8rQdNus6fl7nQzFySVFkSL_y0r7EnXoOxSqy9W5j4ih0YjNoda_KOLKNzhRbk-uji0lxv_lT_I/s400/IMG_1541.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620155191959852994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Ainsley, Ainsley Painsley, Stinker, Little Monster</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMBj-SXKmpK0vFwxCDTwFn_HqXgSTAyDj8ngs7BgE_5vk8PIvJYC1N42AdEu5Yfix9Rgo_z9zB_t7pfFDWWEOeHA4-rLqTYJKN3-yvh0sUssPbdB71p_5pe2UBf8mnmuGY-Wn1pDEDgIE/s320/IMG_1307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620170165347263282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">As you can tell from her nicknames, our little Ainsley is not exactly like her big sister. But she is so stinking cute, even when she's just a plain stinker, that we can't help but completely adore her! And the fact is, she can be so darn sweet when she wants to be. I cherish those times she still comes up to me and rubs my cheek with her cheek or puts her chubby little hand on my cheek... It makes me sad that she is growing up so quickly! She just turned 3 in March.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguzVC6FbjXfv5PNvu0SqE5iMg4jklruQwIuPRKUpSK9XRTYDBmgWoiopendfI5lIVyGAvOoZ02DxJfQFXUK6ZLLsKW0IodpWiDhQYhlhV9lRcq21kTTZ2D6jG-_kDDUvQWOHiRUu8mD1c/s200/IMG_1588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172189228368978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuOKlHU5loubyQJ5lpAdQzcXo_YwmXlOtyEJBw2JkLUCXpTZ50XOLD15M0kdZmkMWgG-v9GfbgFF3RSbZkqn2IpPi73S6fc_wH20awvs2Is-hRn4PuezolP7IsoVJKtdsNV2ReSeY5hU/s1600/IMG_1477.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQuOKlHU5loubyQJ5lpAdQzcXo_YwmXlOtyEJBw2JkLUCXpTZ50XOLD15M0kdZmkMWgG-v9GfbgFF3RSbZkqn2IpPi73S6fc_wH20awvs2Is-hRn4PuezolP7IsoVJKtdsNV2ReSeY5hU/s200/IMG_1477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172205246778754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF5_Ulg3J5dnlCFZFgO4qqMayiWiQxB5TL451elYWsHrTwy5P12kqsoSWJ9k12YscNDH4cEz69Z6FDVgQCofbGSbmDOCiQV41pHW-i6m0xJHnRFDg5y2kcYuPNVmkheZmsQcTLSU_BtiI/s200/IMG_1352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172173039957090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnyygTzPenLB2UKubcH_npJUxW0UTupJT0GmQwUP1PEdj-LdOGOn4FJRuMNaUyASoMqOCWeZKe7-eCgV2M_RkvTCj5MbdEyXjGc3zp_njyYNyg0x6bAawsc7v5uADiaokwfsfmlxoiwl0/s1600/IMG_1718.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnyygTzPenLB2UKubcH_npJUxW0UTupJT0GmQwUP1PEdj-LdOGOn4FJRuMNaUyASoMqOCWeZKe7-eCgV2M_RkvTCj5MbdEyXjGc3zp_njyYNyg0x6bAawsc7v5uADiaokwfsfmlxoiwl0/s200/IMG_1718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172163525282162" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9O0E9CFSs-pgjPyOHogEdjs4BZAyWd9Djn6GuLfExDcF3vtuI08jHWPE5TZLMIBn1f1E0dSjeVq6zTHI9a3q6_Ikkw4o6xWFUtYJzMJpZ4DLUbuHGboVmeRbxF2mc1CyOQ8_4rwCDGgc/s200/IMG_1348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172156333645618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px; " /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqAEZ-7e2fPtRjrbbwccoYHwf1tQcfQp5hQ_Ohd_2wgObY7q7_QuwrFKAsz-IMQrwBlZ2laqhhRgdNE0Sw3q4D73Xae8UB-vrILzaz3LHy6EMPJYAqOhvFGkUALhzDQ_SJT4JEODpw3U/s1600/IMG_1484.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqAEZ-7e2fPtRjrbbwccoYHwf1tQcfQp5hQ_Ohd_2wgObY7q7_QuwrFKAsz-IMQrwBlZ2laqhhRgdNE0Sw3q4D73Xae8UB-vrILzaz3LHy6EMPJYAqOhvFGkUALhzDQ_SJT4JEODpw3U/s200/IMG_1484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172928542350994" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUqAEZ-7e2fPtRjrbbwccoYHwf1tQcfQp5hQ_Ohd_2wgObY7q7_QuwrFKAsz-IMQrwBlZ2laqhhRgdNE0Sw3q4D73Xae8UB-vrILzaz3LHy6EMPJYAqOhvFGkUALhzDQ_SJT4JEODpw3U/s1600/IMG_1484.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc-3uB7_byTgypJB-Q9ICer6sUw6YCRSwXNf0Wkw1YNrwblxjuAVaOkaZ4MnrUOgwWsh1M5J6LGFbLDId7rikzJvmvln-3XBxamsdD-gNlJceZzQoIr2xI-0d4N3pwzoaLDKW9L78b6vM/s200/IMG_1482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172908209556098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPZ8rsTA1G5GBFDRUTntKo-u80LqexvQ_yTmV5ciLnxCskWrODeW-Z4QtFsXoKg2fK97hn36viM65QY7GZnFZshq0NDJwaZd-couo83JEO2Be-IO2DmgQeiyp3vITC3KzEPsOZbIUsPVE/s200/IMG_1480.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172887391935506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /> <img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiouL9bDkbSA7m2ZqtZvDSuOu-4OD-CQrX2pzyh_i4ukYmxmtL89WlNx2_zRfHeg3VX1HR97HclVYE5Ls3GuqBthMngvpClR_prcBFeBwXgagtZx9l92DcgzryURyJGBeSQ0W3swHi0RQY/s200/IMG_1581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620172896427115314" style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Ainsley FINALLY decided to become potty trained two weeks ago. Scratch that. <i><b>I </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">finally decided to ditch the training pants and just put her in underwear and MAKE myself take her to the toilet. Yeah, that didn't take long. She's so proud of herself! She tells EVERYONE that she goes poop in the toilet. And by everyone, I mean EVERY PERFECT STRANGER WE COME ACROSS! Yes, Ains is still VERY friendly. But it's weird because there are some times when she gets really shy. I think she's a little like me in the way that I do not like to have the attention focused on me. I get really uncomfortable when it's not on my terms. She's the same way when we want her to "perform." But she has no problem if it's her decision.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">Ainsley LOVES "school." She asks to go every day. She has been doing a sort of preschool once a week (it's mostly just playtime with other kids). She's very confident, if a little crazy, with other kids. She loves to sing, dance and pester her big sister. (I'll be honest. Ainsley has this shriek that REALLY grates on my nerves. And she only uses it when she's with Cecily, which is most of the day). She also likes to get out of her bed and crawl into Cecily's bed at night. Seeing those little cuties cuddled together asleep is so freaking adorable. I love it!</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ainsley recently decided to get out of bed during naptime. She went into my bathroom and got the spray bottle and scissors. I think you know where this is heading. I was folding laundry when she came out of her room saying she needed to go potty. I was so proud of her! I went to go help her, and I'm thinking, "Why is her hair wet?" I took a closer look, and could see the cut marks (her hair was in pigtails, so it was all still attached). Ainsley must have known, or realized it from the look on my face that she had done something bad, because she immediately started bawling. I couldn't get mad at the sweet thing! But it was awful to take out those pigtails and comb out wads of her beautiful hair! Luckily, most of what she cut off can be hidden by a major comb-over when we part it on the other side. Though, most of the time, it's pretty obvious what she's done.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm hoping that Ainsley grows out of this before she gets too much older, but she has a REALLY hard time stopping something she is told not to do. She always has to do it one more time. I think it must be the stubbornness in her. I don't know. But you tell her to stop doing something and she immediately does it one more time. And then she's done. Even if you threaten a time out or whatever you threaten. She still does it one more time. Crazy girl. But I love her. She is so much fun, and that giggle of hers...the best sound on Earth!</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRS7YiTf82XIRcZvrA0FfXwIzTQNllbCLZCLa4uNpOeaSkS3yJWRiBl-KeA43VKIafqxsUC6d3s1wD2VKprf_P8LEOeqqmOUfcKj8r_XjAqYeJ_8EfdmLZcdFRT5knGq4Lg5LfEmmyUFE/s320/IMG_1566.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620170174310742898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-55311234344890089602011-03-17T17:34:00.005-06:002011-03-17T19:47:21.176-06:00Oh, really?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXntsXTv4EmTXILIcMR0BBz25fvMlRra3SoKaDD2Ho0qD-5nko0q7xMy1ulTF3hqnD2XVYMblLpJujNnFz2dVVz9aA7N5Ws-o_c5hYV6HuQry626MwMmdDlVbETWYgpF32y1lP8jD_GZw/s1600/DSC_0260_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXntsXTv4EmTXILIcMR0BBz25fvMlRra3SoKaDD2Ho0qD-5nko0q7xMy1ulTF3hqnD2XVYMblLpJujNnFz2dVVz9aA7N5Ws-o_c5hYV6HuQry626MwMmdDlVbETWYgpF32y1lP8jD_GZw/s320/DSC_0260_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585215567422412882" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes. The Tornow family IS still alive. I'm posting a few pictures from our recent trip to Disneyland.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTAzlCAP2LVtxdYbW1GABqQaJ1Jot7uvsrSE1sUxwCvHXMkyxXANgSD8FeJ5H5UAINtGHCBung13GbZm9gw3mOLa-covwXZ3tY4y0WVQhPVuF11PfYgexTQrUjpkcDgawNXME9FgK_h70/s320/DSC_0469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585214980632015458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYuD4UVT5U1NSYR-K1mg8YZu4bvstnzKG5HJKRab7THzrQkOLa2SlX04sz6h2b_jcvzuiZIYmOsFNmC81BYPkv_1IFpniOMcIU4nwukRzfBpVmlu_dY9DG7-3mPsCizPjceTu1X83uA1w/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585214983886880802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span><div style="text-align: center;">I know I'm going to kick myself someday (okay, I already have been for months) for not recording the happenings of this last year better. The girls have grown so much and accomplished so many things that I have not documented. But to be honest, I've actually been struggling about whether or not I want to make this blog private.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I've mentioned before that the reason I blog is because it's my version of my journal. I really feel that it is important to keep a journal/personal history. I want myself and my children to be able to look back and remember joyous times as well as be reminded of lessons learned during times of struggle. I know that many of my blogging friends blog for the same reason.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">However, I have found that I have a difficult time making my personal struggles public, and that kind of defeats one of my main reasons for having the blog, right? So I'm curious what my fellow beloved bloggers (and who knows if you even check my blog anymore since I update it so seldom!) think upon this subject. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you ever find it difficult to be completely "real" in your posts? Have you considered making your blog private? Those of you who have gone private, have you experienced many downsides for doing so?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Well, I am definitely leaning towards going private. But I probably won't make the decision right away. I do hope to get back into the swing of things and start posting again, though. (Maybe nobody will read those posts, and I won't need to go private)! </div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-40145512361981436732010-08-04T13:39:00.008-06:002010-08-04T14:04:58.284-06:00Cousin Sleepover!!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCnalpMKnaxfmIaop31qieXRemeAcaqen63k_N60ArhllNbpbpY-XUHl2SUa0Nito1DfpB5khrRVNJ-xgheysLKhAYKcLSaRPigA5p6QYSIgdn7o0pzkvxF_cp4DAj9zKXdkWU_YdEdk/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCnalpMKnaxfmIaop31qieXRemeAcaqen63k_N60ArhllNbpbpY-XUHl2SUa0Nito1DfpB5khrRVNJ-xgheysLKhAYKcLSaRPigA5p6QYSIgdn7o0pzkvxF_cp4DAj9zKXdkWU_YdEdk/s200/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501643371333932658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Last weekend we got to have my sister Lisa's kids over for the weekend, and we had so much fun! Ashley is 5 weeks older than Cecily, and Ruby is 5 months younger than Ainsley. So Ashley and Cecily pretty much kept each other entertained all weekend, and surprisingly, Ruby and Ainsley did really great together! We all had a fun time from the slip & slide to the rainy excursion to the park, to the pizza at Costco!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVETB-1UoVO-GknnG1OrkTaZKx1ni4RW7RF2oEn_Q4BdebCrmfa7CLTeJtjrMF-Dv7Yd88-SMw7aRDGJjtnCyA5V8pFwemfXRE1j6eZnqJb7LW3dgjKgTCr2rzPeVGbQnY4yskHuJehjY/s200/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501643386041380866" /><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily and Ashley both had Pillow Pets and matching jammies</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(do you love how they dressed up their Pillow Pets?)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzyMwrteC3__xqnVor6WUnGxJIbXL5P2NexH-dvNXdiu7ID2QNpjZZyBPGzTw-uh6lpMcCe_sv0esrUsJmoHdDMGGdogrwVNhcXQK6cDKmHilNc1HsfmvRBItQ-GlLGuf5P6nVusK1rE/s200/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501643377789940418" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipareyGLjAwqQtataGOa5I0aSJbpdHd2Fxk7swA_J3q3wRQ2zPWUI1RXrbGw9ycrzUffjEmfGAQukU2LxVX5AfE6fg3iXWjFqITfcGsWHY3TW_rJTQoFo614tt_vzCJ9L3cRSULwM_AQM/s200/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501647036169351474" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglYvebVnObNDeBDulRwIKL-u-eZ_QxZW8Q7xLlMGhwchF8CnD7gSASwkd9k3u4u62_praTbWb0BADhjljwPJiZe00_1JcgkI-A19Z85FfQtf0WLRnO6ixznfXRXKK4-AH8nGUlHsL5Enc/s200/DSC_0175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501647025464884978" /><div style="text-align: center;">Ready for bed</div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVx_4ylzHXOYOGSb0rwqnNBGW9bd2cjvNus9r_pJ8u61zZwlGcP8FaGaHyURYWGoEO8GKh7IcVOs9JbiVtLUEYcsDfMJO-7bIiXuK-eiAtlggR_HxqAhfz2zOag5-u1zsPxnwGHqsQhio/s200/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501647023164177522" /><div style="text-align: center;">We were all up late, and everyone was exhausted!</div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs5aBvqXFPvFNwdtb_EDqxSp0nyRegC6t66FjiWxm2MGH4-Y43Yi0BNOn-8bcf_634AqGLMzgmzmsEgVl6OY-Dh8WgsqK6vmQEi0pGF1WK0tmeJCxYHJHPCJZOlVVqu4HEZr18xRHr_-E/s200/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645578277118530" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8FQtid6NfBcp1PD3ZS3Nu8XCkT4vTr5EoHeJ8YhjVrchyvdV4Gf0jCscFoNvRWPGVxLqyr0fYjNhRsYzerRTOnguivAodRQX9UCQdrzgY5VIzID-R9vA7qnQf99WQZohQKne4bPLsjhE/s200/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645570865559010" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih4UE5GLjy7oDH2UISWy1QFR9jfBLa6BjR_rhhoOhwdMYT3qTwB-wg5wUoZXrb-gYtVOfVHEEiGAeYKe1Nznyzw-IMWwc59tuJS-8QG71q6ehSdtTnM_iGG8tbY89AtXAYRnTm1GxQAeU/s200/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501645565430743314" /><div style="text-align: center;">BATHTIME!</div></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1t1F23HFmI5u7k1paOrJlqEHEFLF5kDVVp1CfHe_PgwWF64In5j7TFeI9BachvexiOnfpgErghYQmRdrWRhMIydYT-lwY5fikFGTOrUaN3oL1ZYKR8SKDK4duUjMelBO5Wu-MFjokwkk/s200/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501642317836291154" /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjuS6J45T-SG5CfwlEbJ57kGX4o6WBQOTdTifNzMhVF-7mIh5xhEBXLuoFIR0mnKhB6N1j2-wOBFivZlH8wYPaBTHqjvQNmJBz83UHg4JZSjP5OLhBMcYpmWyFVzKSSZMJUdVDHWTDp4Y/s200/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501642306780534018" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoONoVpg5lmN0P_IAm9uSixAuKElq6KquCdjqrkH15NzhOf7xRSWN05fsnYgRRFaKEL5Q5cgy7xXz0076amv5VNxurfc2g2f6S7K2VFR0CdEQfMFXTc36f92Jej1HdL9z4jIv-DOiy3U/s200/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501642314705498018" /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-46291704033455257662010-07-27T07:59:00.010-06:002010-07-27T08:44:58.862-06:00What?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-LElqmvJr9QRZRr61h-k-MwNT8QatapI-xIZyPSLDuNuvwy22ua9Y_7m-jc59kGdCJ5zgF9ZY6hzk8Qt8qLQ1z2h09VeWZisM6i90XaQ1PEf-oZtkyafuH_qTCTFBTlqXp3ojnjJLb4/s1600/DSC_0031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_-LElqmvJr9QRZRr61h-k-MwNT8QatapI-xIZyPSLDuNuvwy22ua9Y_7m-jc59kGdCJ5zgF9ZY6hzk8Qt8qLQ1z2h09VeWZisM6i90XaQ1PEf-oZtkyafuH_qTCTFBTlqXp3ojnjJLb4/s200/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498596129785693570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hey, don't think that just because I haven't posted in a while I have left all of my new organization behind. Nope. My house is still clean-ish. Time just flies by so fast! My goal was to blog on Sundays, but my Sundays have been too over-scheduled (okay, so I'm just enjoying my family too much), so blogging has been on the back burner. But here are some fun pictures from our visit to Red Butte Gardens on Saturday, as well as some pictures Derrick took of the girls before church on Sunday. The girls are such darling, sweet girls (well, Ainsley can be a little monster, but we wouldn't have it any other way). They love each other incredibly, and I enjoy them so much. Cecily is getting ready to start Kindergarten in the fall, and Ainsley is becoming friends with the toilet. I'm thinking I'm into the last box of diapers I'll be buying for this kid!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9eEv_xyopuLzTEzSjfSqijvL80EcGhtbTCauRaSmIN5NKqRJKIfcikTTNiwKVUQ7VKiHq42hnWevs_Fk_ZjqLL-YY7GiiB6rF1Vb9fdRmimEKcVS2O9YxI_qQGmAxWAmxWbdf0Ltw0Qk/s200/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498596113167788786" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCQnBiW6fmKZOmUyIEqLjiskn6RHr1LnQbKTwEO1bwyyULjcosvmwiWbXzonqSNQ2SzkAwo8GTijYLXXXtVMDSY2_Duero2Pq6dL0LkaR12TkbwRDyCU4Ez8TxPBXfsbY-vxq8j9XFzAg/s200/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498593515636659266" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAls8PGJbB3Tzmnd7dBfjfktIHjNcbrTi2pZu-0qLavEKLN1dFDmH3BkLKf3dkb1hRYV8Py9lfy2nN1L35sFK0A6IhzoJ_6_ayybs7cZI090kf_-6JpiTIuBvgurp7ZHVsoTGpDU1zlcc/s200/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498593504637408674" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioD3Zxw5wHXrsqeFKuUMRYYOqLvyVSpbXKUhi4ViGiBQmfE8aS870iLOO4f1C19tPRCaVdEwFUKS8TKwRRhL3Q88P2qzGfMuLqKcDGZAPqyqnzEVCCn_y2kKH6NdwqBkL4oD8ds63l3_g/s200/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498593494365032754" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNa_mWOD33Ej_PjIAzC1_0HC1jzAcks2kmDtft6GOfm81hlxGWad9VDyDGTFKiYtr8tIlnagODwA-0AsjUtDqYzhGWBUtO6S9u0GMPQAqFGYCi490i-cRkekOgbXnOKRrSRsXgEt3tamI/s200/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498592515450899842" /><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtnVEXsA7VAQPqn1ddi5HvUtQ6RnMRaiorzwL0La_PMeEOXwHPtzYmLzZvDrtjx6VeK53Cptn3wN9FjZyahYG6PIeNC2SRd0nmfA3eLJk9V8UCMNiEgrfsN_zifdyu59TW4RLamThNzbg/s200/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498589364156114690" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjD037vrvgjaPvta2128I2OouQEnfbNYKh0bWKLI1auooRJa-fC8epLAvu-Fq_g7XC7AtjnMk5XFqsdqZ-kAgSiS9Iy_txo8fW2q8tkv904gSfNeqCJlOzFtKFjDqGA_XjIHUETrY3nQ3Y/s200/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498589352028650322" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-5435958785093233152010-04-20T15:00:00.011-06:002010-04-20T16:55:05.647-06:00Because I can't forget this cuteness!<div style="text-align: left;">My sister just posted a bunch of funny/cute stories about her little girl, so I got to thinking that I had better get some of my recent funny/cute experiences with my little girls written down before I forget.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrUBxxaL7r9ym2smfPspWHHJrBpR5ryn9kGYB-ztSwjFT6fI9nPsJBn1o4oLZAJvYPwx65Vcr98dFB3KcnZCyiKw1MsSlgQAs9qq_a62qkSLYuOZqQ6KxjRvIDyv_kNgmr_TNKkej6z0I/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462354376179797762" />Ainsley has had a few nights recently where she doesn't want to go to sleep. She'll start crying in her bed after she's been in there a while, and when I go in to check on her, she's just so stinking cute, that I bring her downstairs to cuddle with us on the couch. Then she does the cutest thing (and she'll do it to whoever is holding her). She'll rub my cheeks with her hand, then she'll rub her cheek against my cheek, then she'll kiss me on the cheek, give me some butterfly kisses, then rub her cheek against my cheek again.....and on and on and on. Since she is normally a very independent, opinionated kid, this cuddly sweetness is a real rarity. I love it!</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">A couple of months after turning 4, Cecily TAUGHT HERSELF how to tie her shoes. She has one pair of shoes that lace up, and I had shown her one time a few weeks before. I told her to put her shoes on, and when I went to tie them, she was already done with one, and working on the other! The kid's a genius.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWpbCxntY5ruRSQHNryHtfgQ_wexOxv4-kf238pSC4e7bHupMzXrOljtYFRaX49pF53mML29TYpfGjU10A4owKJ_rVgCYO85_DFXxosSsa8POAZZMcwcVrNlBrWMRHUaTgoZZiYNICC3g/s320/DSC_0441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462354369254661746" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"></span>Ainsley is such a daddy's girl of late. She is constantly asking where Daddy is, and when I say he's at work, she'll reply, "ohhh," in a sad, yet impatiently bugged, voice. She often cries when he walks out the door, even if he isn't leaving the house.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Cecily takes a couple of dance classes. But when you turn the music on, the kid goes nuts and makes up these dances with moves I've never seen at dance class. I have no idea where she gets it! But boy does she feel that music!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">Ainsley has started a new tradition. When we have family prayer, it's usually in the morning right before Derrick leaves to go to work. Then he will give us all kisses before he walks out the door. So now, whenever we have family prayer, as soon as the "Amen's" are said, she yells out, "KISSES!!!!" And we all get kisses!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMUu3ET9jU_4VtnwKVVAx9jpZZUnmPc7K1fAcsOF8KDsdASCZRE9th6z1i9thPvx2LqEYVb4tGBOvp8F4isW8XLEIEYnss5djI2kiyNSf4EGTxdpGyZ3WY_2q87XHGYjk9J6lJUsOJ-4w/s320/Tornow_37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462353297392990210" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Cecily is learning how to read. She loves to bring her books home and read them to me and anyone who will listen to her. She even called Grandma Thomas on the phone to read a book to her.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">When Ainsley is bothered by something, she'll go off a ways, plop on the floor, fold her arms, and pucker her lips in a very stuck-up, "I-don't-like-that-so-I'll-have-nothing-to-do-with-it" look. Half the time, I have no clue what I've done wrong.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">The other day, Cecily wanted to ride bikes with the neighbor kids across the street (their youngest is 8). So the brave girl went to their door and asked them if they would ride bikes with her. When they told her they were doing their homework, she thought quick, and said, "Maybe when you get done with your homework you c<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">an come and ride with me." And guess what? They did! She was so proud! Okay, scratch that. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"> I </span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">WAS SO PROUD! I hadn't been home, so I got to hear the story after I returned and the girls were in bed. I don't think I would have been so brave as a child! She thinks those kids are so cool. And they are. We have such awesome neighbors!</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">I love when Ainsley is watching a tv show and I find her laying on her tummy with her hands under her chin. She looks like such a big girl in a tiny little body. People are often surprised that she talks as well as she does, because she still looks like such a little baby.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgirGRprb34lKpVMSU-hQidWPqLzKuU5QyB__DZqAH5o5TE206jjTEW3fJh_U5EA-_T92W4y3YySiKD75bG4OwrmCSbqPQRZ5hV_VJwtdwIWDpITetE31fX8NXSze13JWJF-xWTqmnip_U/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462351336352182178" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Cecily is really into praying that we can be healthy. The majority of all of her prayers are about us eating healthy, taking care of our bodies, etc. It's hilarious. I love listening to her pray that Ainsley will be nice and not hit or take her toys.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"></span>She's talking a lot more now, but a few months before she turned two, Ainsley was really into chewing me out in her own language, then immediately giving me a kiss to make up for it. Unfortunately, she still likes to chew me out, but in English, and I usually don't get the kiss afterwards! (But it does make her kisses all the sweeter when I do get them!)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">The other day, Cecily says, "Um, Mom, we need to take Ains to No Hitting School so she can learn to be nice and not hit." Actually, Cecily is really into different schools. She just asked last night if she could go to Training Wheel School so she could learn how to ride a bike with out training wheels.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><br /></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbk8mGhs197c0h1yFuO7gtJb_coL_NaDYJ3rgpx0xmBN5Pmp2ThzUm8XViEwzUHbpoD2s-nzcfygNbLpM946CQLQBwk0zHPcD5nBz4hpaCwDVyKAsBhuWfcXYahp_Ps82zztQhNharBHc/s320/DSC_0122_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462349361993678914" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); ">Ainsley's favorite phrase: "I want cheese." Her favorite word: "NO!" And she says it just like that. Real quick, stern and to the point. She enjoys saying it to all children at the store, at church, in the car next to us... She also likes to instruct them, "Do NOT HIT!" Doesn't matter that she feels obliged to hit anyone she wants, whenever she wants. She will not tolerate other children hitting. Even if they weren't planning on it, she feels it is her duty to tell them not to hit. I love this kid!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">One of Cecily's best friends is a little boy named Trey. One night last year, when they first started playing together, Trey's dad had brought Trey to our house (Trey's parents are friends of ours). Cecily was already in bed, but I saw her peeking out her window, so I told her to come down and jump on the trampoline with Trey. She was so excited! When I asked her why she was so excited, she said it was because "that boy has hair like Annie!" As in little orphan Annie. I had introduced Cecily to that movie recently, and Trey has naturally curly, curly hair. And she just thought that was the coolest thing ever!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;">Ainsley is the MESSIEST EATER EVER! The girl makes a mess of EVERYTHING she eats! Yesterday I caught her finger-painting baked beans on her stomach. Oh, and if she doesn't want the food, she will throw it on the floor. And if you put a bib on her, she will reach her messy hands under the bib and rub. So yeah, bibs are kind of pointless.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2zcD-dpNonJWccSJgIMfRHjDmKimRCEIwhlU5f68blba_VrKnbqDGfRo557nyx9eyN4Sdh6ozMcMhOickx6BZXSOHVLp3OxM10azLmffUrdnNWz_XX0fUSnVQtvpSwBKNhTQKaxY08QA/s320/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462349348373395330" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); ">Ainsley is into getting "pretty cute." When I do her hair, she says its "pretty cute." When she wants to put on a dress-up, she says she wants to get "pretty cute." And she loves to dance. Probably because she looks "pretty cute" when she does it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCCFF;"><br /></span></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-54787135964517543472010-04-19T18:48:00.002-06:002010-04-19T19:08:59.924-06:00Breakfast for DinnerLife has been so crazy busy lately, and it's been hard to keep up with the vow I made to post on my blog every week. But it is still my goal to post every week, so hopefully I will get better about fitting it into my schedule. <div><br /></div><div>I have been much better about posting on my <a href="http://lovethisfood.blogspot.com">recipe blog</a> than I have on </div><div>this blog, and these photos are from the Banana Sour Cream</div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRbINT6a2ifqBhhLDjlhpTxn3HFq6b3sJgWXjjE-S97WmVnsLeb3ysBI4uFoGbB91_STVB92NPBpToAzme5zfR2AZZ_Gbct6gU20jSj6gKYV4ybejXMGgvhjSTYPTZ3KWHwPFkmSkgv9o/s200/DSC_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462016177203430802" /><div> Pancakes recipe I made for dinner tonight, which I am about to post on my recipe blog. Monday nights are breakfast-for-dinner night. As a part of the "organizing my life" kick I've been on, I have been planning weekly menus (which will eventually turn into monthly menus) so I can know ahead of time what I will be<img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs48gPB2RcfV3W4oE_Qwc4NZKGywgJ0fa-RdjZWaIOAWqg3LhsrhxAoCT6WjWRIFfq7tWWt-jYa_XpNpu3kk_QzjfPnU5Hx__xRZoZQyDcLs7Wxi29MX0AEcc0oacN8Px_hWQzMKkpb-o/s200/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462016162016957762" /> preparing. I don't know about you, but I hate coming up with an idea of what to cook when I need to have dinner on the table in an hour. So being prepared is definitely helping me in that department, and I'm only having to go to the grocery store once a week (yay!).<div><br /></div><div>Anyway, just wanted to let you know that I haven't backed off of my goal to post every week (if anyone actually cares!). Hopefully I will come up with something exciting to post soon. We've been doing a ton of fun stuff, but Derrick has my camera card at work, and I hate posting without pictures, so I've been holding off until he remembers to bring it home!</div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-28623981119991150122010-03-07T12:13:00.005-06:002010-03-14T17:57:43.006-06:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE AINSLEY!<div style="text-align: center;">Our little baby Ainsley is TWO!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmj2UwtgtvZdHlSGhFAiq3aqp9XwkTKwbEWrlsI8AT1giCrWG_NJ5e5hxgWPos1S5yvMXqWGdeQwZwbx1wlirkXOVKS0T7bpxgQvPAsNUnoVrGHV3QG9iOggKu6RzaFX9H0orZio3motI/s200/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633888030011074" /><div style="text-align: center;">And a spunky little two-year-old she is! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxhnQ3ESTDKZVtt-Ouhslc8_OZ5SpUf_X71BgKB1Wi4XXHrka4eJ5FMcKuk3W3FYRxcAFBNnKGzf4WJq4YbSRRL6NBMhjbsyTEX3hW9ehXZNFpsrJtJloyIddVVmx-wAyMCp0RcrSOUMs/s200/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633877544980722" /><div style="text-align: center;">We are constantly being entertained by our "little monster," and are so glad she is a member of our family.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEsa8Zs6263DMl9v3Czjb9I1jk5l1xOXmIlGPDPR22-E5Rb14I7SAY7F2mI8GKeYZUG_bQ7kOx5QINljV2b1abyhtfSsFQFuh3-uH00SsozwFTWxPzQeS6dUBFCpDCCM71CY94_R7wLI/s200/DSC_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633861523171602" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyiQfDKCGdrrJY6REjYRVErx8Hm4OyjhhO1xl2yB7v4FK25Axm0rWNgssmIGeSKFORS4-b156oSx7A-e_x-1LkP8aE25UJbDzHho4vO2S_H1iZwgeFyNqf48fnrf943b4J3k7GkmPE0eA/s200/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633852420870914" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibS3wL-G8cTWk6QPh3aJz1PRIFECPGoI0pt6QrrolUlNz_iQwmp5TnrXsE8WMk7dQjmawaCJ4OxVt_GFDqUtCimCL-hMAnhvvFIIl9zkJ3P3uF6tH6WRfbLrUaE3SLXk-H5lhD1u5izEo/s200/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633077626445090" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqI5dy4HungPnFfhCTn-MaLyOqNrrlxeDPuVUPVsr2tJbPPjjweqPnVt2dM-IRZqxQAY2KaS5LQFbHC3_kUJpTrT6bKmzYl9zZzL0xCq5BxUqZRmvVGBvg-1KJ5R-MDyGKtTgKRhRlDS0/s200/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448633065502234658" /><div><br /></div><div>I had no idea how different little girls could be, but I think my two are night and day! And they love each other so much! It is so much fun to see them interact together. Ainsley is little miss attitude a lot of the time and has perfected the scowl. But she also has a contagious laugh, and you can't help but smile when she gives you one of her cheesy grins. </div><div><br /></div><div>She loves to be around other little kids, and lives for going to nursery at church. She is always trying to get away from us in Sacrament Meeting, and a few weeks ago was able to make it almost all the way to the pulpit! I think she was just trying to embarrass me, as I was chucking down the aisle trying to catch up to her. She definitely knows what she wants!</div><div><br /></div><div>We look forward to her waking every morning, as she is always full of joy. </div><div><br /></div><div>She loves to splash water EVERYWHERE when she takes baths, and she needs to take baths often, as she makes artwork with her food every time she eats.</div><div><br /></div><div>She LOVES the moon, and looks for it whenever she is outside.<br /><div><br /></div><div>There is so much more to our Ainsley Painsley, but what it comes down to, is we are absolutely crazy about this little girl. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-3191064061293332002010-02-23T14:54:00.007-06:002010-02-26T17:16:56.060-06:00An Organized Life....is a GREAT life!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Um, yeah. I KNOW it's been months. <div><br /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTDvqfAnX9Kg0P2kG1oEW96mZaeKdLIQuLVno4gyyw0kTflNdP4cYrRJXXGi-ggtlAwoxLI8Sf-jPAGPBXlNjLqekobURaovGwSB-D9c14WPwDR2VrekCQfKS3-QzPXD9lSAp3PV6UR8M/s400/DSC_0037_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442691869955968306" /></div><div><br /></div><div>So, a couple of years ago (just going into 2008), I recall making the New Years Resolution to become more disciplined. Two years later, I am finally making some headway... I think... </div><div><br /></div><div>It all started with some organization classes my Relief Society started holding on Wednesday nights. I thought it sounded like something I'd be interested in, so I decided to attend the 8-week program. I'm sure some of the ladies in my ward will laugh when I say this, but I have to admit that these classes have totally transformed my life! Why?</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">MY HOUSE IS CLEAN! </span></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div>(Please don't faint, Mom)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So why is having a clean house so transforming? Well, for me, everything all starts with my house. I cannot function at my best if my house is messy. Not that my house was always a disaster, but I just never felt like my housekeeping jobs were ever FINISHED, therefore I never wanted to start on them. But these days, usually by around 9am (remember I'm an early-riser), I can check housekeeping off my list and not worry about it for the rest of the day! !</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, there's a lot more detail to it all, and it is applying to more areas of my life than just housekeeping. But my point is, I am getting my house in order, and it feels great! I've got more time on my hands, and I feel a semblance of control in my life. So I just HAD to let everyone know how excited I am about it! </div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, back to the fact that I haven't posted on my blog for months... It's okay. I'm starting fresh (again). My plan is to post something weekly from now on, and I am really going to put an honest effort into it. I even have it planned into my schedule... (don't laugh. and no taking bets on how long this "new me" is going to last).</div><div><br /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-3436006789386829192009-08-28T08:56:00.015-06:002009-08-28T10:43:47.095-06:00Before I forget...<div style="text-align: left;">Cecily turned 4 on July 16, and I never posted about her birthday. She decided weeks before that she wanted to have a ballerina birthday party, so we really got into it this year!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Z87fw8cv3ycwpQQZkPq0Cec64BKA5Ina_KTYOiNanEIWOi4gfXt8-oHcfVH9R3HGLKoYR-7rRwULi5AyeKEBATkjnLXiU5LD65Knuy8AXlQoKttERBknNIHAJXuGhWEOoWoQth2eg0Y/s400/Cecily's+Birthday+Invite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375046547840273298" /><div style="text-align: left;">My friend, Jenn, put this birthday invitation together for me. Didn't it turn out cute? She has started a little business doing things like this, so if you are ever in need, visit her <a href="http://spencerparkstationery.blogspot.com/">blog</a>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">A couple of weeks before Cecily's birthday, we took the girls over to the amphitheater by the Mt. Timpanogos temple and took some photos. The girls were being so cute, so I had fun playing around with my camera. (By the way, does anyone know of some good photography classes in the area? I'd love to learn to take better photos). </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF94V7lcM1jpEQGKwd-z4YPSVPz0QV08QHU1hVI0gutDj6TMLdXdv0OJAci21rd8s5PSGxHo9SlnlZs7QynETzYHQoMN9hi2R5_Ky9VnJ52Ba2h9eDAiEibhwH6RjJ2y4ai4PQGaAA8MM/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375044878538345602" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF76TucPg_UkbbRI1qxdHLi7048t7enA7zVfp21HgqqpxjuMgrpmNr0_s3jn0uuzPw-yTTF6ltTlmWyqxdteezQkC2pHfuojCtJx4-CIwoBpygDwNkyS9PMtuTnB6wRN72oUSmL7o-JgE/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375044867128381234" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzCrx0v6kkpAVPA4X78XsQ7bFSGXDsbRSBRMtyu2iPaM94UUNX358Blmsp2NMVsJsx8oE-AK7R6PE9JC3-flU0ZSHajsUHfN-SADZvUZhq8JYcWhpTA71gPnLBt3AeqOKjsHUz5NIEZU/s400/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375043700266523122" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiwRrXxZRydIbrvoAhQMoJ_eCaqKqEja_auhGByMELQ0dyNcGhjzi7RX7HaCnxJvHrZriDrZ-snAanCnJsoVCVSaEcMzhnRSEUYX_CWbOiZnpFquYdz8VWcBwI1N76Q1flMbBXd2gCX9A/s400/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375043691967951938" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAO1lwCdJ8TO-_vVHP2cZxd3sXwADCIiBB4RVAV4MsNxMmn9XEoCyZf9K258iKZUFy4Lzni5PchsQ3jWG1dWrC_OgvRva-K-qJnyBzxYWAsIhyoVZUgSoO2BSjy4KsqfQblmW9cz48zxw/s400/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375043681647426994" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiAD_q9qijVldHVxyactprevAN6YP06RbZvC-w6JkqgCdwMx_UJSqXsERuipBbCrdVzRAMuQgvuHdHO3HHxQxNZIPhKGZW3LB_nt1icVIOzF6B7j93D6xei3EcWD2kg_pn9lxS68Hlu6o/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042703811217666" /><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">I love this photo below. Whenever Cecily points to something, she winks her eye. But if you try to get her to wink and any other time, she just doesn't get it!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn63VRtrNNHttLd4YExQbAeyzvP2QULBH0m9p-yL3TV44-_WeZGAOvzaihLgmy2oa63_vGwS-o6b3wburv_3a5jyX8M-HuTu5SuuowchcDspQRsVjSYrFP1yiYEpub1NkmSJP8uxroldw/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042693525382418" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHPyGMeXy4NIoabC2XeMxouZhKffAikUhyIL27EfDM1XxE0-yso8BfFjI4uALwr41GEAJWDMAp-zntxn9Fj_VTAKvShXZogLDkDi9w0Zh9z739Kq76UHNU0xweE9s2Si9KUX1AUBYdaGU/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375042687517744770" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBW0mTR7AYIpJeCKgelRASpb_hm2tYEtmVhDJsTPyN7PXtZsYP8ERJQylXV4A01KOQqnlvYkrN-k8_AK-HH-SdJ1Bib0R51-x1yK1PYyzoZoiCS1RtftkQso1XX9Cv-xbYW8IrCtN5jL8/s400/DSC_0066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041746134546594" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMBV5AHZK9b3Tzu1QqBJmSzz7y4yy7Cj9aGxrVK5UtNFM7GXij5JUpmCLimj10dKZhQFiPL2p6VaSQMk_ohRVQtCoz3h2Ih4dxDJSfaNpooKhdT_SGTuGkcLrEhj2rRd6kiB71LThAsw/s400/DSC_0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041739002446034" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrgdCyOYjFsJtHdfTRLCtYZTPnAdUXWPhe8kl1udfuofZJGuBCD_KmgByTmzB-YAsYZE_ZpN3NQCzoOseX4vk-KsA3_072mQcjWc8VRWDttxrhuv7KB0Qm2Y7ahxguT5DGLWIgu6DTvQ/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041731365003442" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii_YYiCJHX_RY_SKq2rvSQqv5VIn4zZ6nSDl2_ch3yCRxAGPbI7_rQXCWdUP8bBhM0pKTK84gD_uL_00N0QAdLyuN0_n0XpaqRSr6fpfff_lh_vFbL7fT5gukANCDziQ7CN3MjfWaVkwE/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041082586490706" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">She was pretending that her prince had to rescue her on this "balcony." Derrick had to go save her several times!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgedJqHXjNMJqo2SHghjW81rWm_5sBknddP12HExVnn2CeRqDPLERnTJ2BMIFhI1ITUhM9K1FWpxCXjCoZ-CyYsCVsa7K7UqAW_LcPmzOznEJxkPb2obrZVK9iWzeWVaQ7VW6wgVeNkVuA/s400/DSC_0148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041071868499474" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9yRU8Fs38Moa5v1v4-HNTkdmwQ9zSti7mdMOKOi_6Ele6kXUefhX_m-z4XaUA1Sx7FHPd3covr-cqs9RFi3M2_srtHEwZhy0d2udTwhuKajKS6oc2DjfietEme_FWfb8RUnLbnFKdjiI/s400/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375041063607208882" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Wow, what a princess. Picking her nose and everything!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc6UaYN5_ffgXXbApa5oMsnk9XcITz-mwnanyxOywTxTcYM0RmQwwIH-7LWJJqNSqkdFgTxyfPBcTWBKB9R85Bxjdr3EMR26tDZu9aK4KwPHh0JGQ8K6EZ_6R7auB0n6HJU3oU5VqsCyg/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375040214504608706" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily got a fun new jeep from Grandma and Papa. She ABSOLUTELY loves it!!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja4oGrgYewcYILZi8gHJSKXmgNr0iPrSb2RL8j8KBzpUZeaALQRN4ebUK_-ZD_yXWHHfTKFzPmdscCnwumAAPepCuvHEg4WcsFJHB2XS3QcO26_Z3BMTjYDxXpl_cvjXdPg90AB2GNLsw/s400/DSC_0426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375040209108332082" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVTynAtOLg3QIOsEXR3xvan3lQgQvXhCPga4nbCbf56x0LDrE-mwYYBgZSvEkxHRyc7Bp9tElFSDbuLrAbJkxM-LE3aMTjR7PU3U_-O6esN4JmBDcj2j-BnK-p44MWeIGeNqvsHbJAOvs/s400/DSC_0432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375040199241991778" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL0wr8HaTY_LPlr-jrAiVAXA7FYPopXbpSnzmAcc7pYWedCX47cUNF0tjWUnHyOSmmOhCCAAFZplEh6P0ib1Td1z4pmmCsSzXVZUbZ-mJniExaWJfnzS-xZwlw2pKT9GLAc4ESwV7xoTc/s400/DSC_0435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375040193643304306" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">She also got a big-girl bike.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaYoCUju2hm881vUNV0rQk6UH-uYxrgoixmPAj7rmz3Koq0JEMHgmvt1c_IXIZpmynwvAMn63AtTih3Ije8QboiuPzUfOBDKtJBLg8k8UuD52cHFexl2awCFhwDA9nBE7EDm4sNttw6M/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375039104239880610" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">On her actual birthday, we went to the Steel Days Carnival. Cec had a blast on all of the rides.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5X3d_-yka0fs12sFIwnRFrpFHTOPFAXvw_ZEK8kOEdER4FsVfIQlFgS32jZMMvHyQByJBzkpmmIo94s5QBg10Wl6GY2MtZYx9WGB4XTQspl9j_x0MBXIS3vhrcWmGAMTqGSMoVpJWbNc/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375039095651574738" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7SE0z3_MuTPSdtsSyGxQy_wPVLtseWyBw4I0CNIzRu6wNEcKC3eFDWtfY3Vpxoe8izHEmnaIX4mZkHFfaBK4z-n6dPK8JTZIatRGldU5vr1gvZ2nDB7omYWuQRD_6DrnF74O9KH_jJuc/s400/DSC_0197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375039087695806690" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">She got a supergirl cape from Grandma Thomas, which she loves.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-PUpdUEJocmoyLmtW9Pd16g5wmdzc5NJWDXSGbpKqGQgCVfvhELbcrYzvFvUkyY6zA8aQTh3MJvmsZz4dIPvUMoPN_OxXHMX2pVlhca0FiK-PslrT0uWXBUwku22BxGn9-r9KLLDfnM/s400/DSC_0198.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375039078605242242" /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8uKKZZaKRAnlLeDHeptT1X1fFu73ohqJ1oEADdHQPZ7HMogMPVup4tPUrsEEZ9yi71MCPgBtTl13-mQiV51P8DfkfiX14hSFx34pEcH1mRRAahL3TlDjX2wV4KEBrlaM5ks7XN7fE9a8/s400/DSC_0207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037273422563666" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_BXeEvLK7_NmC92hkkIb4tnDgnFFtFjHWlNNz_6rLefFcNi4hl-JkW9ss4lQBX-CMwpCnuz_YULplI8B2UDvluI7nXCNoDSyzAMq_n1I6lcbwXSqcRmJM0QgEc253O644kEdWIeO54Eo/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037265334399298" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">These 2 photos are a little out of order. But this is the cake from Cecily's birthday party. Yep, another one of my cake adventures. But I have to say, it turned out better than <a href="http://tornowterrific.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-party.html">my last cake</a>, the <a href="http://tornowterrific.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-cecily-is-three.html">fairy cake</a>, and WAY BETTER than the <a href="http://tornowterrific.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-princess-is-two.html">transvestite Cinderella cake</a>!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLyS9y3LX8KKyFfydnrBhvIuemLYbE9c3BoB3A7Xa1RQ8E4gWONI5QwvEsk6PPHWwz0BB9jB9JBCpfO3qcTXDBMREHfY-lMldhssm5vKVcGlAcdU1HigpGizLVMW1ZT6c2QPx4DH8F2hM/s400/DSC_0417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037258941719138" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnzvGDg8vNZ4DCV6deP5qoUp_c3suq-UewLl8cizvLyP7rZxws-hQxliXakgFWoWAnaRFBqA7MZzmcD8M0WvIYQoMIghCnXk0lC93BPjutAojw83oViGNI6FdR0yPOTnmCsSA5YEAZY44/s400/DSC_0413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375037248363211682" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghCBppXBTWMDX_sZnMPrj1WZNsW6CeT-IPkTuYT1uNH4C-EebL-yoYSqsib3O_oQZEAd4QbBOanCh5IYCINQKloOYtcAWKEUNHJnLKM_9k74YABEpZ-jQXRH07SXRpk1w6cfcCIBJXeQ0/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036303018447906" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Ainsley enjoying her licorice.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCCK3WnOM9584AFtcgebqeOYMvyq-gooXkq-soniuCHb6NT3xG10AqN8ZIkZVN_4IAMp1vbomsju1Atdbqq_vKlPIWMIh1aqrpuMSHNwMij02V7oWlr6e9T6dFtUnVFbT65HbE9gvNocc/s400/DSC_0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036297454733506" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqf0X-JogIuOOi0VgFlumsMfGu1iPbSRS0iixa38mw_eLKPa9Lvn4leQuXD4mmc0eWBM1scEGIwan7WnStpoju77l2ylTp0nrAgCsfiY1m7r6x3IFNajydzg7mleklWiv5HK2-IZB4m4E/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036286590322898" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyz83oLVY9ncA-3RQ9yDGqsJZDJTa0tTv4rYFldgahkOC5RUYYQEtfVXo_Pd7h3CbueMUgVgPmqn2baDANt1qGSkAUs5UKkmkeZlfzUM8IxjaZ93Tee9o0Om13hq0KSTLRiaj262vV0M/s400/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375036284596648802" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For the birthday party, Cecily invited a few of her little girlfriends over. When they came over, they each got magic ballerina glitter dust stars put on them and a new tutu. I was so excited about these tutus. My sister told me about <a href="http://haloheaven.com/">haloheaven.com</a>, where I got the tutus for $2. Then I hot-glued a flower on each of them. It didn't take much time, and I didn't have to pay a fortune. I was also able to get a bunch of stuff for the goody bags from the same website, such as butterfly tattoos, feather boas, and wands. I didn't get a photo of the bags, but I just took white gift bags and hot glued pink tulle to the inside and added a flower to the outside. I thought they turned out cute, and kept with the ballerina theme.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzxguQyrV_sHkOYjgGskLhdNlX4ohxhH9NcuXD7sm1fd6muikDdcKk8PH7wxkx7JAZGd0-56S3Sp9bk79lXVYy8BxNzj7RcQzvxg0W_X3vhQRPzzGeGXpKPoaGEgbP8w3lQ4jG0ILud7Y/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034833437838242" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I had ballerina music playing and the girls danced and twirled while we waited for Miss Ashley, our "real" ballerina to come and teach the kids some ballerina steps and a little dance. I had contacted BYU's dance department to see if they knew of a ballerina who wanted some teaching experience with little kids, and they connected me with Ashley.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><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/AVvXsEgjTiewnZzzJxo3Oz4NmnLCqAvXkaU99H-VVjv0SF_aSO5r3A2HwWMdg-46eTfMZ-QWDqIJLRl-CGhrmiiBbJH4EcDFTKfXfFEZolRmqsGKBtFnjF73eil8REN1hzKsxXnCMEcMvP6vxAo/s400/DSC_0312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034821194804562" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids were IN LOVE with Miss Ashley!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLEnmY_r-3IbAsj_YjvBJchQFJ3AzZub5eyLiEUmcDJXwxYzPwuYoMX6X1f940_QMwRQ7jm2Pg4O8v4B6Mn6cjW-y-6Bqe11WdgsW7yne5cOBEtJ_6wj3t5lDxEb8tQbZivKZSLQxbuOY/s400/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375034812602404706" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihg8m78g81uYPhaegLhIhhbCdcu0Ez22VR6mko1o-Xzs3UV7gpGjAXIvoUu1xcQHZmYBbTHsbQgPCbhgfmJyTX6pz54f0G2pZQocotj1Ir-fgeVko4hutVePZGvRMFrWKl3EjyRp4COCg/s400/DSC_0345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375033912012230514" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZin9bPse50fodUWthWmYhN_68o3bRPdm3xyR9jQFDiJT-iB-W3N7k0EW7b2P5mfhKbsQ7sZTs5zW88J7kdiPDYSnMOT2WiRhx8PL8Rb3Faxn2TrZaaOMjR6QqsJ4tZwyqRqFO8S7mBk/s400/DSC_0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375033905324401906" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Here the kids are, eyes glued to Miss Ashley, as she performed a dance for them.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy3gJvAIe39KTb3se1kgyoF96geaczXvYX8qQxbOS8QaCUjSjuQpkQRwUSrgXYCmYwHrneE1Zo0L16s3MAgjv2g7u0WVdIgE_kiRXK2FPmsGR3gQfoPl6uXYj9kdtlQNjDAr0pEFAfQtc/s400/DSC_0314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375033893447194274" /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSqKRMkakOa8PzYAOUFt5w20SpJEblQHi-OdBTrsPaZfdUFvSdT-GqKOMHNXFcH0fnNKueJj2DwFoyoKxXEyqjJ5IhFVzYmrNI7XaKvjQFMv8I21_y2dFvqXPd5qHuk4l4TFblI3g0lw/s400/DSC_0391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375032878767885122" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEg9pSiUjJoJDlFzOyOOIPRJKi7yAXoCKjKA-VF8F6inHIabZYesdrE7RoEHz9uo1Jn1SWIKPMhl5ik9BRowS80rfnca4lLOSTRk26_FChh6Zf7eaNWje4FIE059f45MTuqcld3SMeh51m4/s400/DSC_0399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375032867324832178" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have to say, the party was a success (although our air conditioner broke that day, and it was SO HOT)! Cecily still talks about Miss Ashley. She also prays every day that she will grow up to be a big ballerina.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe my little baby is already 4! I love this girl so much! She is honestly one of the sweetest little girls. She is such a good helper, and loves her little sister so much. She is so good to share her toys with Ainsley, and always tries to keep Ainsley happy. Cecily is very enthusiastic, and cannot hide her excitement when she is enjoying things. She will often stop what she is doing to come and tell me she loves me, or to give some kind of compliment. As her vocabulary grows, it is so fun to listen to her use it in her kind ways. She loves preschool, dancing, gymnastics and swimming. She loves to learn how to do things by herself, and is always wanting me to teach her how to do things from making lunch to cutting coupons. I am so lucky to have been able to get to know and be the mommy of this precious girl!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-84779762630788179272009-08-23T18:27:00.004-06:002009-08-23T18:43:41.486-06:00The Fisherwoman<div style="text-align: left;">We went to Derrick's parent's brand new cabin this weekend. It is at Scofield Reservoir, and we had such a nice time. Derrick left on Friday afternoon and took the girls with him. I met them there on Saturday afternoon. It was very relaxing, and the weather was so great. Cecily decided she was going to get serious about this fishing business (we bought her a purple and pink fishing pole a few weeks back when we were at Scofield for the 4th of July). Anyway, here are the results of her fishing endeavors:</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday night, Cecily getting a little help from Daddy.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUPvVX5aIrjSd5pLxhXcRyxoYaH8RLoVLDE60kooqtZOWRFB1EryX_xReFEFjhvUSH98gkCCq37CaSPGlANQWH7SrZGuucqQ5MkfU7GyGLLj03amoh6HPfgffK0nWEri-XzMDk31al9cs/s400/DSCN1172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373322123276501554" /><br /><div><div style="text-align: left;">A few nibbles, but no fish tonight!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPFEOAS9hejff5wUxQQLvzBng03gFw_HOoX6l0mKp-YjJ2qyPsFyueFLWGrMFXQB-7g_mJhydsQSqlVNsBqyl5GWlIHY5lbZUlkIOwyEUKIacplowwt-attdOWb7xfoAj4ugs0_sMnEDQ/s400/DSCN1167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373322115290477426" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDr-JMRApYMSCDZLxL7Zy7ehsPy_BhrgNIw9pK_xilQ5wqZ7vjaUSK_xS-fo43EEQL4f060eBezokNqyz_77FYfbSfAqMJb2rMoon8iUA3_p2kAVFMp1kHhzKju66CddeW4xjfPIRQ1nA/s1600-h/DSCN1193.JPG"></a></div><div>Then on Sunday morning, Grandma Shonnie and Ainsley came along.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDr-JMRApYMSCDZLxL7Zy7ehsPy_BhrgNIw9pK_xilQ5wqZ7vjaUSK_xS-fo43EEQL4f060eBezokNqyz_77FYfbSfAqMJb2rMoon8iUA3_p2kAVFMp1kHhzKju66CddeW4xjfPIRQ1nA/s1600-h/DSCN1193.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDr-JMRApYMSCDZLxL7Zy7ehsPy_BhrgNIw9pK_xilQ5wqZ7vjaUSK_xS-fo43EEQL4f060eBezokNqyz_77FYfbSfAqMJb2rMoon8iUA3_p2kAVFMp1kHhzKju66CddeW4xjfPIRQ1nA/s400/DSCN1193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373321676582870946" /></a><br />They must have been the luck Cecily needed, because she got 2 fish!!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvCfh0ya7G7yoHj4clJVkECZlJ8AGLUAboqY6869-IkW1V6dxROtSO4ADMOfUK3K91Lqs_XRWy2mT2P_3gINrfpRHfeTJFZR67g27vn4leih7K-GzyyPdx2sYdjalx-g7hWo-11GRjU8/s1600-h/DSCN1196.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitvCfh0ya7G7yoHj4clJVkECZlJ8AGLUAboqY6869-IkW1V6dxROtSO4ADMOfUK3K91Lqs_XRWy2mT2P_3gINrfpRHfeTJFZR67g27vn4leih7K-GzyyPdx2sYdjalx-g7hWo-11GRjU8/s400/DSCN1196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373321668529273314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZJYUTosa2429b7RvpkvbVx1FPNJBJkkS1pCzln3RYZ6l6cbFhEg6R7ge0cgxrgzDS3v686G-nQr3xuvRRq2E3g7oJrhAczU66YxYY36bfeJfp4yCzjg5quQTJS2RlNUcKqJ6zq3Y_n0/s1600-h/DSCN1200.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtZJYUTosa2429b7RvpkvbVx1FPNJBJkkS1pCzln3RYZ6l6cbFhEg6R7ge0cgxrgzDS3v686G-nQr3xuvRRq2E3g7oJrhAczU66YxYY36bfeJfp4yCzjg5quQTJS2RlNUcKqJ6zq3Y_n0/s400/DSCN1200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373321663058382626" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YqBVplyTxmKOlwiwzXXAjkmdWxQ3X1pWnBu8N0Sk_UYBAsrOpTvo7IilX9TVBcgbvbkVmOLeAP-Nl8C4-W16FiH6L2dQq7Yt97lgt2xPgbyFghnH45hkM3h1d3uUP0U40mH74VsNuIc/s1600-h/DSCN1202.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YqBVplyTxmKOlwiwzXXAjkmdWxQ3X1pWnBu8N0Sk_UYBAsrOpTvo7IilX9TVBcgbvbkVmOLeAP-Nl8C4-W16FiH6L2dQq7Yt97lgt2xPgbyFghnH45hkM3h1d3uUP0U40mH74VsNuIc/s400/DSCN1202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373321654330115570" /></a>I wish I had it on video. Only those who know Cecily can imagine how ecstatic she was! It was really sweet!</div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-40567036475823474302009-08-10T20:10:00.009-06:002009-08-10T22:02:38.134-06:00Our Ainsley<div style="text-align: left;">My friend, Hailey, took these photos of Ainsley while we were at her home one evening a few weeks ago.... and all I can say is, these are as "Ainsley" as it gets! She was definitely in her element!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVZtVOhKe05xIoPSzCn9zLBhpzHR1kJJsy_L1EPdPh8BZ_f-tsq703yXiWf0wng5YhK0eP6-U9rEcqBR4LCLoNgFo4vBAljKYl8Wx3EHVJMr2AuQF-QDLaEQx8kp2HclMrFtZEtyezHO4/s400/DSC_0156.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526651975323298" /><br /><div><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7VBiPwQst0LsFx_oDuIgRLjUwvMJLvyLTEeQpd-4jxZ0MPAZ31Ac4Spq3nPD7_Th3r-3JZnC-krNEEtVObIlbrzjpa0shr8O-HjF7wTD7CICUMDowpozIP_5mPWMNP7V6CIjXkAVwyY/s400/DSC_0133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526643389226546" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4RbkdRYanjM6PTWVlDr7FNh9NEL7AUOxm9oZMDqFVEUVrNwXucmYxe1MJxa7WZbLVXXtiYlq9nooE-UxIcPinxnbadqFzjrKs9cx0hnb90TwWkwhvoG2vkGV68hWU3AeHt-Yh5PPjMd4/s400/DSC_0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526639667137170" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZlq6ZWVIGD9fdYYqD8Q9XWBaiZCU_cMEzupi3THg5XEikN7ExAt0-_fZiQMedsMHJ-mGSf0nMtV_bqwLmUZWS4nVwQrSSFpf72wTsxbMrSb_VhjxOFl0CSwo1QsCqRNWN_OijVg4eHVA/s400/DSC_0153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526635291664706" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSZ4eh7mpZUVbuYaSTB3z0UIoOj-gWix71NzWcqKE2NW2VHi56yVLMi4a1rzkK_oI7o99RaFI8DplApHCkVt2yjjKpAwPgpVp5z_vtgFtw6QNg_rHRB7OHfDfCuV_k6ceye4vgivaXmKo/s400/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368526627395612514" /><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEKxfO4BF5_9cJG3mKS-IHA2oy7QBQ8NxRsKGYhClCIJ7erdUK_LKh7RoBk7J50sZ7KxUx3Zveqz6h5ABwyhsLHpu2_LlNcN_ZgXLyVTHQ3nQbSnTleFD458O_xbhCC1TPQT98H7NdeOc/s400/DSC_0195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525189713131666" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbSJpBiptHyZ9ZrGKKbncYD1Aaq3LX65nFpm1cfI0rqEnVGObNgE6fC8MLoy_1R4NSuSml09JoJyOpmq-Kq_JEfzhFu3ej2_lURitidkxCsjUGCXnAIPqYs-dkL0CsEne1VH54TBRIMaE/s400/DSC_0198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368525176770788450" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDuSV5hbqJjh8HdhsFa69Lz4jnlxLSgevdZCBkVxzx94AzFMHlmoK20Mmwe2wTH0A0PmT5WlFSKD8x0KuJERvRnma7YcY8wtmOK9cmyInfcCyYUI2Qiixt7GCWzUD-TJkmYLgv3VPQ7nI/s400/DSC_0207.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524734576524290" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDyza9BdbYLwcBt7NsKKtoYDZzM3ZvC6tnn1oywY3usOmk-LWHOtUc-M0qBys6gm8JR8BHgMcBPMPRu6BEszgMfaD1bt6pguXFg8YSRTwA9eNdcOQ3sFuUE_GGwZpZ0R-T6CoOFNqXdo/s400/DSC_0202.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524732430749458" /><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjo790k129ZOVDFxPljEXXxMhstDnLToU8GYVwxspCPSlAKXrsXTK6u1jdzT2vGBdPjCytDplo4dw1gmV76NhC_me34tLxCu-S6YYU-BQxxXNn29UeXIiLEybeBb1daJiEoy9tJeWTj24/s400/DSC_0204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368524720613037938" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, that was a load of photos to post. But I'm a doting mother.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At seventeen months, little Ains is still a little monster. She is as stubborn as they come, but so, so sweet! When I say she is in her element in these photos, it's because the kid LOVES water! I have to keep my bedroom door closed, or she darts right back to the bathtub and turns on the water. I can't tell you how many times I have caught her in there absolutely drenched. She will sit on the sprinkler if the kids are out running through the sprinkler. She is taking swimming lessons right now, and I can't believe how awesome she is doing. It is the cutest thing to see her floating on her back! I'll have to post a video of it sometime. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Anyway, she is learning new words all the time. Among her favorites: "no-no," "thank you," "no-no," "DADDY!!!!," "no-no," "hello," "I love you," and "no-no!" She also likes to neigh like a horse, bark like a dog, and meow like a cat. She wakes up with a huge grin every morning, and waves and blows kisses to random strangers wherever we go.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I LOVE THIS KID!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-76401177322832114112009-07-08T12:19:00.003-06:002009-07-08T12:35:52.328-06:004th of JulyWe went down to Scofield for the 4th of July weekend. It was a busy weekend, but we had a good time. I forgot to take my camera, but here are a few shots from the parade. Cecily and Derrick rode in the fire engine and had a ton of fun throwing candy at people. <img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigHdv20o1EVi9ufwDyWS1haN6sJ83jpIY8MPp-U0whL9ZL8-78yz4ILhdx3W9OSRn1jaUpIwlQySXDj3orJC85SdVyHAVWk0AJkNYvvIlrAQB2_mMID6PGnqw2Kh7nDmG_MM1fA9lYZHg/s400/DSC_1285.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356156543444382210" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hd7jHIVJom47CTTdi_zrejfgZRRf7TbF9z7_jVwH5E_KJDwDwub6CQ3_rQFN9XaGk5W_8gCzfL2io-WrBj-zUEU2QLEhwM-Aa46aSgHFYUry45Lg3Ti7JTVPiZSs5Jzm0_Ety42NY0I/s400/DSC_1281.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356156539119579122" /> <img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0RfZuAzn1Fb42kDc8BuustruQHbRLqBx9nzMXocsCmCyZEskdNjr7lfB1qRjhrmZelnAnvNFEcZSnwOy_AXZ4UaxE3jI2ayMffUmXptu79YsHMUGtxWDXwSHBoLnDViXpr-b8iN6iErc/s400/DSC_1272.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356156535319793042" /><div><br /></div><div>Derrick's parents are almost finished with the little place they are building in Scofield, and it will be nice to be able to visit there more often. It is so beautiful there. We slept in tents on their deck. We were trying to make it a nice little camping trip for Cecily. She came home from preschool one day after talking about the subject, and she said, "Mom, I want to go fishing at the lake and sleep in a tent. And we have to buy 3 things at the store. Chocolate, Marshmallows and Graham Crackers. No, we need to buy 4 things at the store. Chocolate, Marshmallows, Graham Crackers and FIRE!" So we made s'mores, which she LOVED. As far as fishing goes, we bought her a pink and purple fishing pole. But since neither Derrick nor I have ever gone fishing, we just took her down to the water and let her pretend to fish. Personally, I think Derrick had more fun with that. He pretty much stole Cecily's fishing pole and played around with it himself! I guess I need to get him to start a new fishing hobby!</div><div><br /></div><div>The girls really enjoyed the firework show over the lake. But my favorite thing was spending 45 minutes trying to get a bee out of our tent! <br /></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-26025651490911914972009-06-28T14:58:00.024-06:002009-06-28T16:37:12.025-06:00Yes, we are still here.<div style="text-align: center;">I know, it IS about time I write a new post. This is what we've been up to in the last few months:</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1_to0gBcDXYn1_Z9eDNrffJzIZ0VKmnhPFIQjaJloCXmSmu9RBtXZdXFOXQ0QXeMqDnCgmBp0LgIpHDYIVUK-IgCqf9AKTeYdqAFk8nEAKgWdLfkrlY587m2r_woSjfWqyC-0FeMPPc/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1_to0gBcDXYn1_Z9eDNrffJzIZ0VKmnhPFIQjaJloCXmSmu9RBtXZdXFOXQ0QXeMqDnCgmBp0LgIpHDYIVUK-IgCqf9AKTeYdqAFk8nEAKgWdLfkrlY587m2r_woSjfWqyC-0FeMPPc/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352503149881036098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Ainsley is totally growing up. She finally started walking in May, at fourteen and a half months old. She is getting taller, but still looks too small to be walking around. I don't know if I have mentioned before, but this girl has got attitude. She is a feisty little thing. But funny. "No, No!" is one of her favorite phrases, but she is really good about saying, "Thank you."<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOS1vnYk1r8sr6MeyUx-IFFZcEwoyVMUtFokykQmZJy79Jr38OGAkN9PAxFq_coCZjvWU6edPmiH_Ma6tLligatzkUzNb5augAvvvZul5f45Zcz1uKzyp-LPX_Pi9fsd6JsKmMqEFmZ0/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitOS1vnYk1r8sr6MeyUx-IFFZcEwoyVMUtFokykQmZJy79Jr38OGAkN9PAxFq_coCZjvWU6edPmiH_Ma6tLligatzkUzNb5augAvvvZul5f45Zcz1uKzyp-LPX_Pi9fsd6JsKmMqEFmZ0/s400/DSC_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502821752035570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily and Ainsley still get along very well. They are always giving each other kisses and hugs, and Ainsley tries to imitate everything Cec says and does. Here they are just chilling on the deck. We are finally working on getting our landscaping done. Hopefully, by the end of the week, we will be done with this phase and I will post some photos of the yard.<br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 361px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ZU-CvLApBX-GkYA45EdGc_nazLIBmaN9Uqd9ZqPuxYbcUJvGmrpcteBTynLN-t3-q9Hxk-TM-dzr7hpczEq2LTK2RFthXf0TUUe0CSq8dXGeuRZMIX00P5RtUwlswPiKJ_GND6uOUQ4/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502388193917298" /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Ainsley isn't exactly the clean eater that Cecily was at her age.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzhPtYps2eVNZQSsdLngdZ09ps1SYtHLrFYhap8oPQiLtifCMI5pMxVvbmgC0I5dFTKlO8_I2LPeWhB_gybxX3L270a2hzAwToujhEOeGRxrVo2x99TghdqktbyycOAMhfigOkSIafio0/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzhPtYps2eVNZQSsdLngdZ09ps1SYtHLrFYhap8oPQiLtifCMI5pMxVvbmgC0I5dFTKlO8_I2LPeWhB_gybxX3L270a2hzAwToujhEOeGRxrVo2x99TghdqktbyycOAMhfigOkSIafio0/s400/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352502105392014194" /></a></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I think Dad looks pretty proud.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJB41VnDvotS3mQoQyNiEG4pLyxVbwdsk7J30aq_pAWOuLn6O-Ts8GRXdYigmfjQe73obvbH8nDNuukT7hYuFGdyNFAcCN8OaL_l0Na6nZ9CigSluuOXEvgFf_Yry2QokvRJY5u5JCGw/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJB41VnDvotS3mQoQyNiEG4pLyxVbwdsk7J30aq_pAWOuLn6O-Ts8GRXdYigmfjQe73obvbH8nDNuukT7hYuFGdyNFAcCN8OaL_l0Na6nZ9CigSluuOXEvgFf_Yry2QokvRJY5u5JCGw/s400/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352501783234530578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9NpvTiWU0SUCX4vSFmKapqbUPbiSNXgk3gPmAD9dprwFwGWOqTg70r7cTaUUzCnrR-cGJ2pAZ5TsBK2eKp8LYRHtYn5keBt_Vl3ZQLL1rhboYYX9yzd8VWz5FsIiFDkHNWCIpN8o_D8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9NpvTiWU0SUCX4vSFmKapqbUPbiSNXgk3gPmAD9dprwFwGWOqTg70r7cTaUUzCnrR-cGJ2pAZ5TsBK2eKp8LYRHtYn5keBt_Vl3ZQLL1rhboYYX9yzd8VWz5FsIiFDkHNWCIpN8o_D8Y/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352501562664337394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIEJyNJIfRZCyY8YW3654_b6nKHanaegRwfNAm1CvvWpG6f5nNN4mkArFkOEQJrtJuJR6LmTARisGWTLcjHMqyf_4OMs7oiPMrtRAR6FZ47StFBWVaH-VfTmZACGoUR8GCWktcFWSKWQ/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnIEJyNJIfRZCyY8YW3654_b6nKHanaegRwfNAm1CvvWpG6f5nNN4mkArFkOEQJrtJuJR6LmTARisGWTLcjHMqyf_4OMs7oiPMrtRAR6FZ47StFBWVaH-VfTmZACGoUR8GCWktcFWSKWQ/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352501557770830306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_MSPTFAzIO9vn3DVQWWMcT6foaiAqG0dCVn2LVhg4h7UfMuRKyF61LkX__nzKh2ybOnStgxZVdqfjaa1oQh_SjNa26hGwoHye7K-qnBKMAZSlgTZzu5nGKlbUzEgM_yPFiIPsnEzN_Q/s1600-h/DSC_0048.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ_MSPTFAzIO9vn3DVQWWMcT6foaiAqG0dCVn2LVhg4h7UfMuRKyF61LkX__nzKh2ybOnStgxZVdqfjaa1oQh_SjNa26hGwoHye7K-qnBKMAZSlgTZzu5nGKlbUzEgM_yPFiIPsnEzN_Q/s400/DSC_0048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352500802082588258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We spent a week in Vegas over Mother's Day. I am so happy to be the mommy of these little girls!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV0-phhuWzdyfSvjq8acIaU6dha-wfWnpdcKRpuG1_3SSeGo1HHOdHYHRITSIC33HpdXEQtXu4sgcTiWFIqvlkfbSTH8QKgp2GSb2doaFpJOubs6BSNtaqLS8-tHJD4Dae79NC2j2YaY4/s1600-h/DSC_0068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV0-phhuWzdyfSvjq8acIaU6dha-wfWnpdcKRpuG1_3SSeGo1HHOdHYHRITSIC33HpdXEQtXu4sgcTiWFIqvlkfbSTH8QKgp2GSb2doaFpJOubs6BSNtaqLS8-tHJD4Dae79NC2j2YaY4/s400/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352499937578357218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMh44Qw7EGyq7fA8NmnNV3oDuxQAsDbHJLDJZHZgXUvKHyLA8VGWwbw2g4JiUSBkBes-QbG6lWUMGS5agMVFl3k2ELeqhUWGJu1EZpEv6JsL3OZKBfypETOT070tX7JOXOVx09sZOp9Tc/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMh44Qw7EGyq7fA8NmnNV3oDuxQAsDbHJLDJZHZgXUvKHyLA8VGWwbw2g4JiUSBkBes-QbG6lWUMGS5agMVFl3k2ELeqhUWGJu1EZpEv6JsL3OZKBfypETOT070tX7JOXOVx09sZOp9Tc/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352498931542812162" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily graduated from her first few months at gymnastics/preschool. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM7wlFSOjg_JZEIPrNdoYqOY-z7jsKRyFueiGEmgwWFhA6fiwbVY6mhyNSe8e4wMeLv41RyDBq2u-QHVo_nkrj46Vn6BH7iKHFQ6-DddAG-y5yrahey400J0zYXFgh9Y4HanzQP32QVOM/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM7wlFSOjg_JZEIPrNdoYqOY-z7jsKRyFueiGEmgwWFhA6fiwbVY6mhyNSe8e4wMeLv41RyDBq2u-QHVo_nkrj46Vn6BH7iKHFQ6-DddAG-y5yrahey400J0zYXFgh9Y4HanzQP32QVOM/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497813569628642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtT5cdvvCIOSNtdHDIEClOftG4DBWHUeo_0_kUL3HoWhLLPJXoD7hMzuu8DnncmPznetO98yas45-DlgOf024CsmjkS-ahyQQBIgd809Wq3q9yaamgigdeehqj6COBzNrN5NV8DewLEwk/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtT5cdvvCIOSNtdHDIEClOftG4DBWHUeo_0_kUL3HoWhLLPJXoD7hMzuu8DnncmPznetO98yas45-DlgOf024CsmjkS-ahyQQBIgd809Wq3q9yaamgigdeehqj6COBzNrN5NV8DewLEwk/s400/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497532818181682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicjDkE4v1EOCkLkI-kilrTSXNGHbMQT-wp6_56HamuuB1s8HCuBGxK8IVj_c8tC3MKnQhIpNL6gas5mpjCLDmFLsZ8UyH1B3Bk1KS80FpIzNBamL_eztR8Itil3ja54b_w8tECUxJ0HPI/s1600-h/DSC_0129.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicjDkE4v1EOCkLkI-kilrTSXNGHbMQT-wp6_56HamuuB1s8HCuBGxK8IVj_c8tC3MKnQhIpNL6gas5mpjCLDmFLsZ8UyH1B3Bk1KS80FpIzNBamL_eztR8Itil3ja54b_w8tECUxJ0HPI/s400/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352497527397014418" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_aHOIq9f56-gPvo8cq2pz12uwh2UVw_qhVR_BgCXkefK4JVQHmoGkQtGBH8ce7MkEaXJwh89jNumNEYj53LEzX3AF6HYLZ4N07tD-RwHpmSNar-7kqWjjde556E6KeTSMnJd4tLH1DWc/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_aHOIq9f56-gPvo8cq2pz12uwh2UVw_qhVR_BgCXkefK4JVQHmoGkQtGBH8ce7MkEaXJwh89jNumNEYj53LEzX3AF6HYLZ4N07tD-RwHpmSNar-7kqWjjde556E6KeTSMnJd4tLH1DWc/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496708608271330" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We took a quick trip to Lake Powell with the <a href="http://thatswhatsharsaid.com/">Allen's</a> last weekend. It was a great little getaway.<br /></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFk52_XzU4mEq2wx-OXH962S7l54eRXyikzkjpXSDP0L7WXSrOajuaBsGgEUFa3wAkK0_MpnGgS7jOCgADhfTXBaig2bQHMtvRTgdX0IQ8p8-KzobWPPywNCL_fsUpImNhL00fPUO0E0/s1600-h/DSC_0208.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFk52_XzU4mEq2wx-OXH962S7l54eRXyikzkjpXSDP0L7WXSrOajuaBsGgEUFa3wAkK0_MpnGgS7jOCgADhfTXBaig2bQHMtvRTgdX0IQ8p8-KzobWPPywNCL_fsUpImNhL00fPUO0E0/s400/DSC_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352496305289206770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Here's Nate Allan showing off his wake surfing moves.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDrdOplCP4drH0MONFSxcn4BOobvfN20rlDtY6zzl8ybOFfImEGmuNovy1mZ_4cBs_cswn8mwr04-7vLofOxXGTXSJiWVQrEpywxUp3e0eVDnzrhkrXcIgoeG6oTeUaBM363XaP-1k70/s1600-h/DSC_0222.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDrdOplCP4drH0MONFSxcn4BOobvfN20rlDtY6zzl8ybOFfImEGmuNovy1mZ_4cBs_cswn8mwr04-7vLofOxXGTXSJiWVQrEpywxUp3e0eVDnzrhkrXcIgoeG6oTeUaBM363XaP-1k70/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495939747767730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is his wife, Shar. <br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFpKGc-h5AiIxRygAqOzXDP38_LwEDzeAN4ny8THqIte_rq4DLCbqD7O7W_kxq0k71-q5nNeszgbOpcuvPWekk8bV7wDY21bbVVQmbyV2F1gsx5nQgFotYwgV_vQR_7e5XSrOih9jFcM/s1600-h/DSC_0227.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLFpKGc-h5AiIxRygAqOzXDP38_LwEDzeAN4ny8THqIte_rq4DLCbqD7O7W_kxq0k71-q5nNeszgbOpcuvPWekk8bV7wDY21bbVVQmbyV2F1gsx5nQgFotYwgV_vQR_7e5XSrOih9jFcM/s400/DSC_0227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495932679677058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Here's Ainsley trying to grab the camera.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0GS11OSTRmS0hKdTsT1eW8jZVunCAkQ5nir4tMZqzffo03s39sxCwvzu1O7q9uKioTfjZp6JQaamwE9Go7OCB7QTEPZ1ZMvqrhv1cdoTOBVJ_YdXwtc4DzmuiNMSVUJjD-5vWNAfsNs/s1600-h/DSC_0260.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0GS11OSTRmS0hKdTsT1eW8jZVunCAkQ5nir4tMZqzffo03s39sxCwvzu1O7q9uKioTfjZp6JQaamwE9Go7OCB7QTEPZ1ZMvqrhv1cdoTOBVJ_YdXwtc4DzmuiNMSVUJjD-5vWNAfsNs/s400/DSC_0260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495085835042354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yep, Derrick can wake surf, too.<br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtklRaKhXBD-xWFmcR_WWb81EixlPHx4v-JkX2YOEd26-jDpENcL1SO9qOW7m4XNKKoJTz090qqaiGLX_zdaDDIlYmifnHdytlMJOdqSQA5t5wTlG6004WDdt7ecTvBPsRpQurbGfjLo/s1600-h/DSC_0282.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAtklRaKhXBD-xWFmcR_WWb81EixlPHx4v-JkX2YOEd26-jDpENcL1SO9qOW7m4XNKKoJTz090qqaiGLX_zdaDDIlYmifnHdytlMJOdqSQA5t5wTlG6004WDdt7ecTvBPsRpQurbGfjLo/s400/DSC_0282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352495076915412658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Oh, and I got up on the surfboard too. But you'll just have to believe it from this cropped picture. I promise, I am doing you a favor by not posting the lower half of my hot bod.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA4nArd_3Y1zZD-tRwjZuIQt991-NNMe9oIOgyZX3oub90a_WI5VkUdrF6cDiB5Yzn5wyJUdJVtIEq36obgB7EUiZC4vLi7UplkdrOc9oSeRISPK7FWElRyJqr8vgNzM7kAxwJAZWFDQ/s1600-h/DSC_0286.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggA4nArd_3Y1zZD-tRwjZuIQt991-NNMe9oIOgyZX3oub90a_WI5VkUdrF6cDiB5Yzn5wyJUdJVtIEq36obgB7EUiZC4vLi7UplkdrOc9oSeRISPK7FWElRyJqr8vgNzM7kAxwJAZWFDQ/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352493933690516114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The girls had a great time hanging out on the boat and swimming in the lake. Cecily took a ride on the tube, which she thought was really fun.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfS_Mtu-U7s04vtNylloRNlgHEQFVZ7dr_bIsBS2_OIdAx5v1lObIZ4xK6KRUJ8MpJyGDZOKKZiElv94pq-76yZw9X7zG9Ce_ZXQb_KMaCAy1bRzsKdH33RIOmP9QIBknpFoLVGuomGds/s1600-h/DSC_0283.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfS_Mtu-U7s04vtNylloRNlgHEQFVZ7dr_bIsBS2_OIdAx5v1lObIZ4xK6KRUJ8MpJyGDZOKKZiElv94pq-76yZw9X7zG9Ce_ZXQb_KMaCAy1bRzsKdH33RIOmP9QIBknpFoLVGuomGds/s400/DSC_0283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352493930012454242" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_yGHAfFFh7LY7pnIVIvVSsMFchqISSWxTfa26XvbXL2dtMGKnNDPxNwFOB32bQN9cLiOgikNfW3Ej2-aM8EB_EHArNSDUbQ5rXZLt5GRXGcIFT6My2PGmNrFvDk4j2IYcRrHb8-E_E0/s1600-h/DSC_0304.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7_yGHAfFFh7LY7pnIVIvVSsMFchqISSWxTfa26XvbXL2dtMGKnNDPxNwFOB32bQN9cLiOgikNfW3Ej2-aM8EB_EHArNSDUbQ5rXZLt5GRXGcIFT6My2PGmNrFvDk4j2IYcRrHb8-E_E0/s400/DSC_0304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488929648117458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">We stopped for a walk and view of the dam on the way home.<br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hcAub_pVwnBcx44Y4dwPI8st0z7o_E5NjNY30swG6HofLmTrFRRNwAu7TV7Mojnd5MLNtYXkfEakHwlnFXaTtH1F6pg43MtMmAh5fJz5uqizPCDR3DQs91aj496DKDSkdfTULOf-aQo/s1600-h/DSC_0301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1hcAub_pVwnBcx44Y4dwPI8st0z7o_E5NjNY30swG6HofLmTrFRRNwAu7TV7Mojnd5MLNtYXkfEakHwlnFXaTtH1F6pg43MtMmAh5fJz5uqizPCDR3DQs91aj496DKDSkdfTULOf-aQo/s400/DSC_0301.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488925188345938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJqlm2RWYHFQZIXhUYWdI99fMsAjHVIm92Kr4IlEilQ4xVBxH1ZFlqNUg7NJ4PgOie0jF-OLvw6CT1Qfuu9B7OmBA2IB2iIcq6zO_3Qam6FiKocChR7KlIyzfZYR7gQWJZ1TMz57KfmA/s1600-h/DSC_0298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJqlm2RWYHFQZIXhUYWdI99fMsAjHVIm92Kr4IlEilQ4xVBxH1ZFlqNUg7NJ4PgOie0jF-OLvw6CT1Qfuu9B7OmBA2IB2iIcq6zO_3Qam6FiKocChR7KlIyzfZYR7gQWJZ1TMz57KfmA/s400/DSC_0298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352488921916952226" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Father's Day to the best daddy!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi52Dj_CJ4SqL2d8yST3dnkZb1sB6BnpJl85B7gRNCs9UJe7MkqzLSVXa4ICcFeHMEEVw5Dhu2jHMS7PWb40QuVUXRToHiEuDWva2eVrrr-igNCpKmn2TrqNU6YFsmruf0yGPbNuCu-20c/s1600-h/DSC_0306.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi52Dj_CJ4SqL2d8yST3dnkZb1sB6BnpJl85B7gRNCs9UJe7MkqzLSVXa4ICcFeHMEEVw5Dhu2jHMS7PWb40QuVUXRToHiEuDWva2eVrrr-igNCpKmn2TrqNU6YFsmruf0yGPbNuCu-20c/s400/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352487752840034082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIjbSDoXf05EE5DEMjD0RxxDYGlfacCntH-TuyR1yJLtomCNpbPGMxBxKTEH5051mKcvf6vXEOHhVAMASA4xmdzaJWL379fYu5FL1lvM5C6SbFmzOn3yKJJXoOyxX1Fg6_Rf3fxDQXZc/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzIjbSDoXf05EE5DEMjD0RxxDYGlfacCntH-TuyR1yJLtomCNpbPGMxBxKTEH5051mKcvf6vXEOHhVAMASA4xmdzaJWL379fYu5FL1lvM5C6SbFmzOn3yKJJXoOyxX1Fg6_Rf3fxDQXZc/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352487373059502482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily just started taking a dance class. I know it doesn't look like it from these photos, but she REALLY loves it! Cecily really does not enjoy posing for pictures.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM8iJMdhD-K9Pt9WCwhV_QsHtCX3lOFBVY5q1KJdtMbElBdl4743UDK7nd_Mnft-cu7_EWsWLRoN3IP8OYKWuVHb7-C3z52XkEJxT5aohJaaSoQMVCCV2FlU0J7hPfHVj3Qe2S2x1fO5k/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM8iJMdhD-K9Pt9WCwhV_QsHtCX3lOFBVY5q1KJdtMbElBdl4743UDK7nd_Mnft-cu7_EWsWLRoN3IP8OYKWuVHb7-C3z52XkEJxT5aohJaaSoQMVCCV2FlU0J7hPfHVj3Qe2S2x1fO5k/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352486820529822322" /></a><br /></div><div>Well, that's about it. Now that I have FINALLY written a post, I can promise that I will not wait so long until the next one!</div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-68088620663752077322009-04-16T08:23:00.003-06:002009-04-16T08:27:36.863-06:00YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KWqbkSM26tVlvvFs61jO2k3mxJiOvKCSZGwlzltDLM9i1TOC7e_C_j_fRpEXBoBWHCu1COcI5LEiYYi3vWihdl8iPJbuUo_DGbtGSgUCsIHsPr2hZ1VuL_iVq_bWdlM_xE0FneLNntg/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KWqbkSM26tVlvvFs61jO2k3mxJiOvKCSZGwlzltDLM9i1TOC7e_C_j_fRpEXBoBWHCu1COcI5LEiYYi3vWihdl8iPJbuUo_DGbtGSgUCsIHsPr2hZ1VuL_iVq_bWdlM_xE0FneLNntg/s400/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325295463561570514" /></a>This is what we woke up to this morning.<div><br /></div><div><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixm8UMYTx-arWHkJ8sESt1qw8qjerYG4v8L69001gjwOrK-GzhWIvQE99YEedqL4GnuLAju5EFpXCB931wkJ37wX_YMlLgF9MrRWU-zy4cPKdleQ6XdCEM85wFKv4UdoDZWsZCduaPTZ0/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325295457905128722" /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKykdGxrVsrnsnK0JHSvTZLmM5wOSPgBz7iksXVN4g7TLKTXcnsRwCUFGY5YxATh7M8fBDco1V9dDtdffXWGYAIezLefqrz0MgwS7Vzy5x2HE4XNe3QZfldMNA874i63JFWYX8D3kmvg/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325295454266932626" /></div><div><br /></div><div>As beautiful as it is, I have to ask it yet again. SPRING!! WHERE THE CRAP ARE YOU???</div></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-44918826406565023212009-03-12T17:27:00.010-06:002009-03-12T20:16:37.960-06:00The Birthday Party<div>We had a family birthday party for Ainsley on Sunday.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are the girls in their "party dresses." For Cecily, party dresses are a MUST!</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR0jECBgjpIzQBIpDu5WUB8ybYB_cFr4vL4KcOkCYAa5aSJzoIeq9QKILKIdCAG1euyoQd7ajiVQJbeSFovQbzXulpAiPuG4syW5-YBNdSw78I0QFXuNKt-sXRMiwI5AY3ZQ5IKOHAe8o/s400/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312473738112151314" /></div><div><br /></div><div>The girls hanging out before the guests came.</div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR_dNzUNRmNOt7i9frEp6JBmKJH6vJLyxifHR4pay_xnDghw_mo3RzW6fTcRCBoqf4KsdJI9FmjQ1KGR5-ASjjpqIjA27_zMcZjzOOEBQU96w3reaFGWf1bE1vKIzJ6oHtEpDiQk1G8UY/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312473732151164914" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMbB8j4xtIpTIxo4soGhJ_qnATN0rRjI-LBCFGPgWjF_smwGBYD-1vXxpZdf_jmfZ99yfx-hbWxb1wUbKL_exWFACeWuq-LayTl4xtbojZuQlNK3jUEcq87HDGO-pphFPgj8au6-Dzg6c/s400/DSC_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312473722303438418" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Pink</span> and <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">purple</span> were the colors of choice.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWusC62vtMjrHjUtuTMs2ZDnaZq3d1ER-S69kRaqOj6j2cHtp-dNsZZBWuLk5f00ZEqQCCTf6lneKSNTchVWgH9JkFaHve9fCFDfF71FsKt4tA9pOFS3bUWxhZch69nEHtSgi36sNA7rQ/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312473717637904066" /><br />Cec helped Daddy put balloons all over the house.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH8JV-40FcCypaSjVc3_CNaADFy1gtksNGf5hvctxuYcw86vtDxfpBGf3zvcKkCSGkQyAjSgdJaIKZgdFqWLpoWXPoxMjTCOLtTS51Tftn4nKOtKkFoASOfzxtltZPD-hs5WT3P7SsiuU/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312472787132346386" /><br /><br /><div>The Birthday girl.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUSOeO1Gh5rtYA4G3OeKE7vf4oEauZvUY2bNbxS-9eLDNRw-_eC714J5jbgk_JiGr2-O1k2nvcGjkVPDKd41sfle_TlbrUhmHaYFMY-e7ECBsLbP6tWd9-E2ANhrDP0nH7mXQerz6ykYI/s1600-h/DSC_0071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 381px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUSOeO1Gh5rtYA4G3OeKE7vf4oEauZvUY2bNbxS-9eLDNRw-_eC714J5jbgk_JiGr2-O1k2nvcGjkVPDKd41sfle_TlbrUhmHaYFMY-e7ECBsLbP6tWd9-E2ANhrDP0nH7mXQerz6ykYI/s400/DSC_0071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312472777218681026" /></a><br /></div><div>Cecily working the pinata. </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG3ZG17mjkrPgnOmqv2MyYEPfjYFp4PT3DabLZuc0Waj65r53O8RXj7Yddae0cYNMI2PjF7wSVBbcySpDiKh7pqaz4eH96isKjZlIqB-GIDmnoHdsxQLDr0Rp11Rc1WvnJTpP2skETCqA/s400/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312472779528762834" /><div><br /></div><div>I've decided that my talent does not lie in cake decorating. I have good intentions, but what I imagine in my head is DEFINITELY not how the finished product looks!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3bXmhOvJ3KXJ29n9bx8NVTGDhLAbO2ZG6kUrQ6NftasId-sGgxQGwluKPXyobv5Dib6E1iD8n2TNx63JZnPqRanoqSmBaUswqwLmHTHMrGh1H4-DQc4s2USJBgrroS8d5HgkOxXOelu4/s400/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312472770470623250" /><div><br /></div><div>CAKE TIME!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yRTnkvuETalzKBPbkiamVMKv20DyEB1se06u4Z93oNXKJp7a_gBXGBHk3TVXUD5LkLDTVQGvOmIHL1buiZ1RdbpvaAZUIgpbPU75yxSlL0xZLfH_3-0KCPZAqB_zaTQnXxRHHqCTTRo/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312471901831644322" /><div><br /></div><div>Applauding the latest horrid rendition of the Happy Birthday song. My family likes to compete for the worst sounding version of the song. It sounds lovely, I tell ya!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPYWxXGWPIUEx6LE0PFaelD_ltZ3hQx2-pgSvZeO28v3Erfa0WgQiDr6PG_Kz_l0p-5vM8io-srRGohs4mxt3HymY-BRKXGhPM39GGZayUR3NL4ErwPqmofkubmUxGdspFKBcnJq2zeuA/s400/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312471894185748610" /><br />Blowing out the candle.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNIniDe7Lau1j9zZu-8EbOZd-0hggeiOvn4R9HKGsQMnBmUlVjk6I33Qy_k2d1F9YwAinbNd4zt0Hi3pEIk0BKcU6tHGpqEQmL0InJfjR4-Mf8jYvnwiplQ1XPzqM4udyxX7Ym4UI2OF0/s400/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312471890907269026" /><br /></div><div>The first taste...<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2GetZUyjA_P2PE6FhjJ69iqteztfMrgYCG2AXbzzHaovCedjTp3iUh4cp4GsNNprA7uTQUr6ynxpHv5k8b1bZ4zuHSM9psfrIdZlN2ILRKI_2kj5u3FulUyDF98OXjq7zkXG8Uc-Yt28/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312471887248078290" /><br /></div><div>Grandma and Papa Tornow<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiweGIHsCROzBUzxR-D4kpIl95NCdZd0nHsZwtgFqiaWSNRnJuVrPDV3pMDKx5-Xs9eXyPbqL_786BQQlzxVqGtFbSmBmRhyVm3w-Y-uD0vIQqMCCRjMGptDLaDgL01O1LqQmEaC-EOniE/s400/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467206216808690" /><br /></div><div>I think the kids were the most excited to get a taste of the pink mess...</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqViQQbl7AyeZC47P0UXbr0w71ogmTsRtShoBtapJQmUCnpcLuWtHKu4-nwimXZqdcf5aCSi2AqGE6o0ImNv_snyT1vsRag0BnKRhClZQu26be_KKH_3ITo-nCL-xC76lGWut516pZsL0/s400/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467202868603650" /><div><br /></div><div>Auntie Jana (my cool sis who came even though she felt like crud--THANKS!)<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-y__7c59WRrBKWutOBtFA5bjprvbLZsvaZb8wEa_BXMx05r3Rlj_eQRLxaQuPoOpWkCJSUFY76WIbczN07DX-wq-3VrA414bUeGXfGWwRTn5IMw3KA8EpHl4ZqgnzBAbRBgurvYgImiE/s400/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467194363884514" /><br /></div><div>It may look "interesting," but it was YUMMY! Strawberry cake from scratch with homemade strawberry filling and cream cheese frosting.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOp715Z-tn5s3ZrwrSdG9p0dcSG6Ajfgxrpkr9QQotX7TANNSVrdJSY_kkR8uwtvfIc7YkoJvcMM0_s8HngUnVjmWP6kCN15_1BJafAh-LGi-8gSLR_LzWTl_M8UStmqXOKcnTYMXj09A/s400/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312467190084658114" /><br /></div><div>Ainsley's enjoying it, and being quite neat about it as well.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDA7aweR9mM5kCBo_kyldFS1q6MpIQbqvl8mhgkCTXmaVzJnmkwyLAVRRnx6ODUjgkmKfOEri6RdIKv_4AuFDkDr4ukuZwQtkblnRbPd-0tyYZcSbZ9EP4y05b2J0ZSrNuQ2MFEdg2qc/s400/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312452652644856962" /><div><br /></div><div>Cousin Amelia, the Irish dancer<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzCkvrxlBfaFvIEgr_af_sWco8xVzVyuHwwENToicu4lleemHpp1rzuCeOegnPLyy_C2P7SZyMkQyXGZSdtPa0OxwcmxaohUeumMDsUeaSZBfr5M7cxVC3cICvvDtNfDUt7iYMEwAPk-Y/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312452649199951538" /><br />Come on, do you REALLY think a 1-year-old can use a fork?<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJI2W8ePPdEGZFrh7JBKMr3G8LBDnnjxbb7qPiJ3zxUFyDJezzfhseY504ie6mpUvRQPcIokg5kyDFeDgSrosjMH3lb5tLK3C1AWRkX591rf3caaj-7Aca8OEZJMZ27QjZzI5NXvtIbPA/s400/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312452633221014146" /><br /></div><div>Ooooh! This is fun!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 368px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIxHXOCPFHr2fxq-AwpAkcjRg_etzZAK3CgFzYkp_1zzgzl6XJLUXVPW6B6C0VOk3WHTSBbnhZS9yb53-8Q6Wguj8I6jsapxjbJi163d9rG3KucR6KAs-litml5H0dTU4OyJR87bzD4l4/s400/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312451609412508002" /><br /></div><div>Let's get a little messy!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDqWOTGNKAPUEhHfW38VrLpB9ZcZIDrQSIWvU_g0Smm11KJWiLgXVSrZ0mdsWckMjcvx2LUCKoPGlUDlqH_UVpvXOyT7q-ykKtMJdL3PvDnrj-r6OFTwuU4TKXHrW-qvsQ6x2PZsQdeo4/s400/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312451609789917970" /><div><br /></div><div>Let's get EVERYONE a little messy!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyn8BwZyB28xNfE6gePq5DjlMV4_v74JdaBE1XiovCsOil6DOB9Mrwl3dakqkZVYzahDYAK8H5UQZWt0g5sAWdYkp7vNRP1eckSiVa4TLWatJ7934XMSzqtKDZs7AzmUC4H1-l09EJRUU/s400/DSC_0158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312451601775032274" /><br />Did I mention this was fun?<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6kOWHORc5qSQW1KqnHmVsk_aI7u__NDwPRawEwEy8wVOdC0-IuaedBV-wzREVePlozqw3p__sc_taTBYtt2GfS5bAKTCViag9066YGccLZWjBDh3g72cUtrLZLoJTH9KIGkLurInBsM/s400/DSC_0159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312451597103435730" /><br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlvcY9E4Rk-EGLE0GoNcY9kdzzlKXIspz7yg9WiSNkU5WCZTPLk-eXgqpjmJmdjE_GFV33vD4n-v7fd-yLdOCr6SilD3gGZhMxAV969qZNNS4fks6ibOc9ggee7Cjj5Fp6s1kobBF1uJ4/s400/DSC_0163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449115481995874" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99viC1fKdSDZDbS08gvw2U6DaZODTZmFPdVPRuKUdLq5GxE5Kgu2sM12WkyPixZnBxE5QNh5jfk9EVPyV_VoyXPHs08TbVM1S7z4GSYPlBVb1x4SLeGYFSXs94-PbFmSi58PWfHW-7AA/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh99viC1fKdSDZDbS08gvw2U6DaZODTZmFPdVPRuKUdLq5GxE5Kgu2sM12WkyPixZnBxE5QNh5jfk9EVPyV_VoyXPHs08TbVM1S7z4GSYPlBVb1x4SLeGYFSXs94-PbFmSi58PWfHW-7AA/s400/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449104606171778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0B7Q07ppcFP6eDP5VCKKGCBPy4DMYeQo_G0wZf0oJ-cuWEhPPFgljF1N8gofYQE8TsV7LeoCg-thdYLjPYBl_zqQrUmZBxsp9Ci_X68VqRi8-b_3t_kCO8ILsKDYkwkX68rAmt1Ki9zo/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0B7Q07ppcFP6eDP5VCKKGCBPy4DMYeQo_G0wZf0oJ-cuWEhPPFgljF1N8gofYQE8TsV7LeoCg-thdYLjPYBl_zqQrUmZBxsp9Ci_X68VqRi8-b_3t_kCO8ILsKDYkwkX68rAmt1Ki9zo/s400/DSC_0169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449106454869714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pL86bVB-Do5IF6t3roA4IfztvwZBAV9pr50DII3CKKmD3ioN8vdaGjBne5AfXDpEGEipSDvaUM1cLTFs_FUKrMFZuMAqmMFs0cuQpHN5FdkVsxliPnqkrYtbO_2IOLs1GWqcr3QZ3IU/s1600-h/DSC_0170.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9pL86bVB-Do5IF6t3roA4IfztvwZBAV9pr50DII3CKKmD3ioN8vdaGjBne5AfXDpEGEipSDvaUM1cLTFs_FUKrMFZuMAqmMFs0cuQpHN5FdkVsxliPnqkrYtbO_2IOLs1GWqcr3QZ3IU/s400/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312449101952402466" /></a><br /></div><div>All cleaned up and pretty again! Time to go bug cousin Andrew!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxPZLbLqDzLPNi3Avb4XOECkxam8QZTubGRNBr0RY71nPeYG2vhMdrVwFk-sBCIbiiUBJ0J5QGqrULCvEXxm02jtSTCTjunfAH1lAFNsYkOFS9ktPu0R7yeGs3wv8Z2iO42TPLXQ4mcRE/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312447881915916306" /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HKFaYHag4pHFv9xbTrIi7D8EUSVHMRNabE8wG6SkIBait4zJe_lRFrOE62j3pgLLOJDBf85Mxs67hFDOOT_Z-bevupLnFlnMY2N1q2Dmbq5mWTRTx8ZnFlqaVKn-i_3rEoK1c4f7H_8/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312447877365698194" /></div><div><br />Present time!</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCE1mWj6liMQX_yAb0-wn7UkUlDfMrHqpZRv8T7hY8sR3TyeQqudJRkxiuQzX5pqLc-yo-oWiez53FGselR7IEvSCcYgf9JlE4puU4x1J6fpEMfhTecN_98bXd-uTC2ZoDQGB2hbtArnU/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312447874317640370" /><div><br /></div><div>Now I'm pooped! Time for bed!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho2KNuW1otDAHPz0QMNQ5Xej_sK0kJNQFsTwFOh7DT-GqeRwFEj45Oil153TNu136_qHZhbb-lifIE4EfOEA0khQKne4Zg5JfyLVI7sH4yhzJoOtp9gTTUL_nlPypJC9yTQ7oGgn47YOg/s400/DSC_0196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312447870464286706" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-77931621271224506492009-03-12T17:06:00.003-06:002009-03-12T17:26:16.256-06:00Our Snowy Weekend at Timber Lakes<div style="text-align: center;">This last weekend, we went to Timber Lakes (just outside of Heber) with some friends of ours who invited us to their cabin there. We had never been to Timber Lakes before, and I have to say, it is the PERFECT setting for a cabin. It was so beautiful there, and it snowed the night we went up, so it made for great snowmobiling and sledding!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The kids all played together well. Here they are all ready to go out.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRNGSERaoEJUEMPuv1anKa3qkhQUu2CRUP7DSQZo9bZGJEvoDeCd4veD9GNIrqC-8TYwBohY_qQNThY44_aWHxU7SYNBSzsfGHP_Qts_yt4KYxwMzQcxlfyeCknOhxcJxhEYA6MciGZt0/s400/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443547196646962" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's D-Rock getting ready to pull the kids on the sled.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi9gGiRwV_7U9ct9C-jZ7JpC_PtQ0oMoCOs_HT6qQ8OV4CEXMfNwk0szcxgnry-4kdXx8dgQr41JYQrQmnlx70lsJaAW28jjJi9EryQAUpV-DBexZW5WMteHMe-3Db7OY77gDqsVkvgJQ/s400/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443542532669794" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cecily thought it was fun to be pulled by the 4-Wheeler...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii8jLS2QH5X6wqLXhyzc7W4cG6Ye1_7WcXZcbse09NfR2tXPFTS-turpye1uKUICrYmpnt3MbNkV9deZ-InffXDwX7ZaX1HUpvogcD2u9zsyTmsFDXlfL7R10R9J4YPycgVrx__C8pnDg/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443539012217122" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">at first.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukcxsC6OsQ-1ozf9z1ZMrTYeaYpxWa_mB1KZRZol5JqFBkAjX8Rn2mC01306z3BnWCSSDq-TPlOJiVLAgkk7gZ41kRgyepKVB7cF1mvau5q-mQzA1gEiT5Pjr7RYjMNdtVoNYgt-dso0/s400/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443536571749458" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now she's not so sure!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8YW6tpPeDYtbgObe0m47BkvcDVVTcAZNPuITc3KthE7lbtLgEVtsz83vFQdjvoQR5oQo5dxZsknt0Hvj1-o4X54VSbvJ6k34SH52WrB8bv9VUAqRX7gNdMXRCAfMCh6yoIT18tbmwfhY/s400/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312442441882689618" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here's baby Ainsley. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEielOD28SWWXGC1a-s4l8iN0qHX33v_UCa2FVDMvmF6cCjPHUgwKUmakrj_FTJgTtmXl67WSETb1kqeXhrYjxM0oHexGIqrIBM7H-bwacq5Mk7SBvnEQW82kWpUcpQoA8nEOGfPEa2LrDM/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312442444155885506" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwkVpFkrYQ_NiRxrXUzmOWrmtlq-f35nCbNfeuHyRlkU32LFmzpfdtQJmZZ_uRQ99YPSBRaLlWR3CHUB8MpSxUz3vQMtCzgzZPLHAKusMRHF9cOmgCtX_cFm-WCefGl4pAh3Wk168R934/s400/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312442435260860802" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguT499ByKTYD9eOGlWSb8fK7_OEGY20Kd_EMH80EnWxsUfcXUXoYodSEkCP1DlssCjMgGRE1GDnZIFDCB2zOR0u5_EoqKytC-Af3wqt1wdF0lr8EKiyeMyuDn4pMdwvSsWltBBwSTsOr8/s400/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312442434386731890" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to Fran and Rebecca for the fun, fun weekend! We can't wait for the extreme pool rematch. I'll try not to knock myself out next time!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-9237310850764745452009-03-12T13:24:00.003-06:002009-03-12T13:32:53.184-06:00I'm not EATING the poop!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANT8o38fELaBl70NrDprOF5vuc60L5ORNhqY4tv6b7dMeYeoqPvlOzHfw-MDzZ0e6JI6AQvflsCVYVjJ2XNN7w7sM8CzsroKC0Vtna3x3TPLVWkAJqgy5pDFlBNC9EdFLjUVqO9_h09U/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANT8o38fELaBl70NrDprOF5vuc60L5ORNhqY4tv6b7dMeYeoqPvlOzHfw-MDzZ0e6JI6AQvflsCVYVjJ2XNN7w7sM8CzsroKC0Vtna3x3TPLVWkAJqgy5pDFlBNC9EdFLjUVqO9_h09U/s400/DSC_0079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385269414435634" /></a><br />As we're driving in our car today, baby Ainsley has a poopy diaper. And I have the following conversation with Cec. (Boy, does she think I'm dumb)<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cecily</span>: Mom, Ains is stinky!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Me</span>: I know, honey. We need to change her diaper.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cecily</span>: I can really smell it!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Me</span>: Yeah. Is it making you sick?</div><div><br /></div><div>-pause-</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cecily</span>: No... I'm not <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">EATING</span> it.</div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-46131926878668080002009-03-06T12:17:00.005-06:002009-03-06T12:39:14.640-06:00Ainsley is One!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTNwJqF6DV0jRIpvNcSv90HkQn9FLv0s2E5EJ3XvjsF5ZVKuenWC0gcHXlXsWyHJqwM928fGUT5npPaDdN_YF08yc2yLj1DSwdPnL146IG3oREh7ij1BfOjuFIFMYtYW_iu8nd0fSPE-o/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTNwJqF6DV0jRIpvNcSv90HkQn9FLv0s2E5EJ3XvjsF5ZVKuenWC0gcHXlXsWyHJqwM928fGUT5npPaDdN_YF08yc2yLj1DSwdPnL146IG3oREh7ij1BfOjuFIFMYtYW_iu8nd0fSPE-o/s400/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143312081454418" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY LITTLE AINSLEY!</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-fkBQvVsPGSv2Rd6nbVm0AIeAhJpVNVQByUC3YvXqu-eWhYUKAMfG6zkh9DHZGg31naToJOj5DpQSItxjy7PNN_CIPaaUYOHOUPGe6WXtLox6yoFi2DPOSWycAGH7c9G0TNnNWQVCTF8/s400/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310143306784282530" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:large;">We can't believe you are already 1 year old! This year has flown by, and you have been such a fun addition to our family. Some of our favorite things about you:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your mimicking- You copy words, noises, movements, everything!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your Wave- You just hold your arm straight out in the air.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your giggling- Especially when it sounds like a crazy duck.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your Growling- You've been doing it since I can remember.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your gigantic grin- It is so contagious!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Getting you out of bed- Your head pops up as soon as we walk in, and you have your big grin on your face and give us your silly wave.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*How you love your sister- I hope you two are as crazy about each other in 15 years!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your fast crawl (and complete lack of desire to walk)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*That you already have good manners (you say "thank you" without being prompted)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your blue eyes- SO BLUE!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*The way you play with your sister- I don't think two girls have ever been sweeter.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your cuddles- LOVE 'EM!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);">*Your happy temper- You make life as a mom so enjoyable!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWaCU8z_jtRk1GnE7glv3Z8QiTpiB9hfc8VJu2w13f9rn-BWqFY6uuNEsy8z56-fcxMg-y1Xk8DK14iXpkrbtQiNKcPPheYn6t3qL4-1B_hal5S71EpzeyOO8YDUisXgfnPrRcADhXPvo/s400/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310142127871277074" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">I took the girls to get their pictures done at Kiddie Kandids. Normally, I am not a fan of the place, but I think we actually got some decent pictures this time! (Or maybe my girls are just so stinking cute, you couldn't mess it up! :))</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnMMPsoG2nS7QvVYYEIxhRyCuA1oDzTfkoS4_7_RyN3oCpHTqziUpZgtglwPWtc8rFagDfOb_r2Yq2WiO7wX8TfEUIlLUjYEz6x0BQTvaVLEgls3JItEf9CYvc6ImLpzw6e2VB0hN7PTg/s400/001239352_10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310142119560720562" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK_7SXroXWkpvndoPVwshnHZ-hdmMmGhEaXiyJp6rutq4KtRPYHmxj7hSU7H6X3GTwrwdvr04rVkSYwneNhpNmNmkSKMQBg48gWSrUNoYHgOxthDNaQlhcRIdgM7doGf1Voh1piRYqhHE/s400/001239352_11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310142113784373730" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJl6LSGUa69tnOVCwqSKITUgxfR4NErAnUpAv02UTRH_dHFuiIoY_S0aO-E1YbaezcjkVjii0WFLYDNaoRTiL0HOtkVmodUH5YDHfwSsvHnaHm5gLR-pNHMbleUa00lYzCAGKW151vBc/s400/001239352_07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310141615452607922" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrPLhF16oMPLEZFNvoXocPnQLILiD2JifU26FAg0WaCsWu29yS3nFY-cUSQxtbQSuC68cJ2-vAnSIydm8blRvdKI53Bjb-H2EeHFWAFmLvdhUXyXoAAmd1KgvZei3r74OS8jj-qlVDxzE/s400/001239352_09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310141607749818866" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS9pwicYaAv_xSfDqEvAQ-s0oKXo7YEPSSbP6Sb0jEjVQShibDkAwkzzeuP6FnjbMU5ZmB-ib_ALo8XhotjAeKkhxrA_PWWtinAOvl0ete8Ryle3PkNWtwRC-EI4by9sVLxEo2TJczVkI/s400/001239352_12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310141600356614738" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size:24px;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRON5c31P33wit4pBYqXOeKUF0CUgeO7aE5NArAW_4NYtQtYGZnoso-0RaBvK7wRLRCgI4xySR4q5L-6ED9wN-g0jQoVErQOZDceM1G2B2EptnubdHeZq4ndW_RipcWuReYp2bsgYpxps/s400/001239352_14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310141077306884194" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-4924775743986398622009-02-26T09:35:00.003-06:002009-02-26T09:43:40.568-06:00Another Spider Story<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UFHq_0FWX3FiXsJYqDIQqly7Sn5Bl-7kMhgCrxa0VOQD5VJuJamTSVbkzETp6FsUom_c1bSBi3dxKlu9V2RHlGJa3H8R5gyX5wfsuT-9fiade9ySq3jqslMspJwXDe6XGyOhAogtb34/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UFHq_0FWX3FiXsJYqDIQqly7Sn5Bl-7kMhgCrxa0VOQD5VJuJamTSVbkzETp6FsUom_c1bSBi3dxKlu9V2RHlGJa3H8R5gyX5wfsuT-9fiade9ySq3jqslMspJwXDe6XGyOhAogtb34/s400/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307130957474305362" /></a><br />This just cracks me up! Our little princess Cecily kills the spiders at our house. She'll spot them out, tell me, then proceeds to kill them and flush them down the toilet. Have I mentioned that I have a major fear of spiders? Is it okay that I'm glad my 3-year-old comes to my rescue? Thank goodness they aren't as big as they are in NM (remember <a href="http://tornowterrific.blogspot.com/2008/05/dirty-laundry.html">that post?</a>) Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-36174993605813759732009-02-23T13:10:00.010-06:002009-02-23T15:22:45.982-06:00Decadence and St. George<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRjtQKMMNU7t_mKCYp9Rt7BDiK78fnRcmmGvPTom7FNCqxb2L-l_gOU29A2NdfRhqdc5bo_0Ceb-JUWP_z86HwhTQ0qinDuAk8cz6hSpMfRL_sjuzoquO4MYvv3qXlrerQwsnun2LBsg/s1600-h/dessert.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHRjtQKMMNU7t_mKCYp9Rt7BDiK78fnRcmmGvPTom7FNCqxb2L-l_gOU29A2NdfRhqdc5bo_0Ceb-JUWP_z86HwhTQ0qinDuAk8cz6hSpMfRL_sjuzoquO4MYvv3qXlrerQwsnun2LBsg/s400/dessert.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306082835229373170" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">T<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">his last weekend our friends, The Kandells, invited us to their 2nd Annual</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> Dessert Night. The photo above is just a sampling of the beautiful sp</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">read they had. Check out their </span></span></span><a href="http://ericandhaykandell.blogspot.com/2009/02/2nd-annual-dessert-night.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Blog</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> for more mouth-watering photos. I'm sure Derrick and I aren't the only ones who felt they got spoiled and went home with a sugar high (and a bit of a tummy ache)! Thanks to Eric and Hailey for being such great hosts and friends.</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div></span><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Valentine's Day weekend, we went down to St. George to see the Parade of Homes there. We definitely noticed that the homes were not done as extravagantly as they have been done in years past---we assume builders are being more conservative since the housing market in St. George has not done so well recently. But we did see a few fun things. Since we are in the process of trying to decorate our home, we were looking for some ideas. Here are some photos of a few of the things we liked:</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMgn9Yv9l0Q4EPT0EQMohpedmAakXmT5K7xokJteD7tGAL4v7TGkIy-exX6alr0o5hvnfQFDN9XABkwPfyoTD0Yx1G2LyJHjXnhhnUjmqIo6qejNcAlSDB-GpVrtSumhNElFBUUS-KFgM/s320/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306081911673828274" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">Does this backyard look like fun, or what?</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrlwkJ6jL1e58CCKTFgcTYpaWEZINIw6xYKK2nLTiLvgslc6EKOyDOlyfONpbTrupP9MTzWighgJD3vjEPFk9fw62XVlduRb95uAM9O4cwjP20NmUuwEm_v_6KDXWsTZ_NWxTEV0UBE0M/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306081907662402098" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I LOVED the granite backsplash with the insta-hot water dispenser over the cooktop.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYLZtqh8550rA8LRpCPMhJShQD5GXa8sp-lU_aT-dTN4YGQpgVBkBO6EjFbqSYghwfMlc4umzza8Kjem8eEq6j-nVstN74_XlgT-vDcAGFR0_8qmF7F9xtzrHAxKMbsU-yRb1Rb2uTMJU/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306081900278588850" /><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">This is a slide that goes down under the trampoline. There is a sandpit for the kids to play in at the bottom.</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family:georgia;font-size:16px;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX11NOhAzYjWBNj442h3RsP_CedqpwtKcny4tL0oPZmIwCNJb4t5t4HPU4cMWm1IGsV6AqZc3meufocFBPTIO225xV7iD4JFNdF8LIFy8xaJRDtTtmUdwyTNRB6jOqEtaSlzVZUUiM0ZE/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306079174716198818" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;">We've been wanting to put some built-in cabinetry in our office, and we liked this idea of doing a whole built-in desk, as well.</span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWQ0gXFjPnMCNdJt7zFJ1NyTjpUFYTcnPPjk4pJYb9yw_bYUji7aUSmamrMmH39d1pPIO1UELBppSOYnj1XMjl5i-G9iBvqGJqI3ZSmoOgMXinzyT4T3pYeOYoukYKUPtOo5GhmicYT8A/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306079166142247122" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">This home had it's own ice cream shop! I don't know that I would have put it right next to the kitchen, though. I would have done it in the basement, I think. But it was really cute.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzJjSSZYqBF51jQjtll1fpni69xknJGqRnLGcjQY6nOxQzaJRE7YNkgHTHEoKGHEc7JULfhz_eSY8SZUOOE7lMQ95mN55CT7bNMqxoDxN41KP0KzAIXITGAoaWD3Zoixw_03gNQ6FeF8/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306078568584110066" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought this bathroom was very pretty. I didn't like their choice of tile on the floor, but I thought the cabinets, countertops and mirrors were pretty.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1aShl6AFnpED3u6RSHYNmiT2Rl_gcZ72-Z87sS308_c1WRKFxDHqSbNKWjkXVmGNVvqfYe3wu2cYXRPe6QkC9zVUpjkhkc-NpleXtIGdDAxvRcYJ1LG_o-2dhMhBnixx8BdOnU01puTg/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306078550490301682" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">This pool had a fun sprinkler area for the kids to run around and splash in. I wish the weather in Utah County was warmer through a greater part of the year, as I would LOVE to have a swimming pool!</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><br /></span></div><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">On Valentine's night, we were still in St. George, and Derrick made reservations for us to have dinner at </span></span><a href="http://www.havencuisine.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Haven</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);">. It was a great restaurant. The food and atmosphere were wonderful, even with it being very busy that night. We definitely recommend it. </span></span> <br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"><br /></p>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3554671866701558569.post-64470855652325206282009-02-10T17:39:00.004-06:002009-02-10T18:06:22.452-06:00Happy Birthday to Me.You know, I always thought that turning 30 would be a real pivotal day for me. Well, it wasn't. I feel the same. Maybe 32 will be different...<div><br /></div><div>Derrick, my fantastic hubby, surprised me on Saturday and sent me to <a href="http://www.thekuradoor.com/">the Kura Door</a>. Nothing better than a few hours of "me" time.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I had <a href="http://www.thekuradoor.com/ofuro.html">THIS </a>done (no, that is NOT me in the photo)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-q5MHkcpaEd4Qy2sdZQRXODGucUUdCrNRkHYWMsA_T1e2O8zbu3sCsPpPlqamOFAjNs_kDxT0-CAz7nDBDPCECa6LX8iuWm9TLA08ycUHKBYFWttAQlvSDGYVpwnXZpQ8hAa99x_GDFY/s320/ofuro.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301319441550485874" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">as well as a massage and pedicure.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks, D Man!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">On my actual birthday, we kept things pretty low key. I have come down with an awful cough and feel like crap. So we invited family over for a caramel ice cream cake from Maggie Moos.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQiG_MJc9hdj9aEenyZh6UCVL0jyQlaiF9eQlcfAOmqII0kA2Nf7gkVdSIELu-EBNXwamynHFKtCbuDMrKR2uJmerEZy4vhBaGTMVIZRBn_9cK5sD6QzIif5B5qd35nQ0XANpr6BUcN98/s320/caramel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301323807578165426" /><div style="text-align: left;"> Sorry if any family catches this dreaded cough. Derrick also posted the infamous "Happy Birthday, Jen. Your my Favorite Wife" sign in front of our house. Have I mentioned that we live on the corner of a busy street? That guy knows how to keep me laughing, that's for sure.</div>Jen Tornowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05764427625761670133noreply@blogger.com14