tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61205143016517712592024-02-18T23:03:33.113-08:00Tales of the Garzon FamilyKallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.comBlogger53125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-38028934590037372652012-10-25T12:30:00.002-07:002012-10-25T12:30:33.355-07:00A Nudge. . .or 2<br />
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Ok, I'll admit it. . .I'm <strike>a little bit</strike> very stubborn. I try to do things my way; I struggle with controlling situations. Over the last 5 months(year really), the Lord has done some incredible things in our lives. <br />
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To get to the point, we have to go back to January of this year. Ricky and I read <u>Total Money Makeover</u> by Dave Ramsey several years ago. I LOVED the concept. . .not just the thought of being debt free but the principals and discipline behind it all. However, we read the book when we had just moved back to Amarillo. Ricky and I were both working part-time jobs. Without a source of full-time income, we just kind of pushed the thoughts away. So, January of this year, Ricky is delivering bread and I am teaching part time. We have a steady income and the realization of how much debt we were in was taking a toll on us. It was such a burden! (I don't feel the need to disclose the numbers on a public forum! It was A LOT to us!). After very little discussion, we decided to pay it off. The Lord was(always is) so good to us and somehow large chunks of money kept coming in(tax return, a car wreck where our vehicle had no damage but we got a $500 check, etc). We used anything extra that came in to pay off those debts that were weighing us down. We stretched our budget really thin and started making a HUGE(to us anyway) payment each month on the one credit card that was left. The Lord blew us away again in July when we were able to pay it off in full 3 months early. As of July 2012, we are officially credit card free! We still have one loan that we are working towards paying off(we have 6 payments left) to be able to say we are completely debt free. BUT, we have made HUGE gains in the 10 months since we started. I look back on this time and I am blown away by the Lord's provision. (We will call the desire to get out of debt nudge #1.)<br />
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All that to say, we were VERY excited for the financial "freedom" that came with having no(less) debt. We were looking forward to being able to give more, being able to afford the luxuries that we had given up over the last year, etc. BUT, the Lord had a different and MUCH BETTER plan for our lives!<br />
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After 2 years of teaching 1st grade part-time at Ridgecrest, the funding for my position was cut. I found this out in May. . .the Tuesday before school was out to be exact. I wasn't really surprised and honestly wasn't all that worried. After all, I was an AISD employee. I felt certain that they would help me find a position at another campus. (We will call the funding cut nudge #2.)<br />
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Well, without going into great detail, the position never came. With all the personnel changes within AISD this year, I kind of slipped through the cracks. It was a long summer of waiting and sadly, stressing. I found out the week before teachers reported back to school that I had to "resign" my position and re-apply to work for the district. Needless to say, most positions were filled at that point. But, I held out hope that a position would become available for me. (We will call falling through the cracks nudge #3.)<br />
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As the school year approached, I interviewed with a couple of schools(even a different district) but nothing was a fit(for me or the schools). So, we enrolled the boys in our "home" campus. Strangely, that was one of the hardest things for me. I had NO idea who their teachers would be and knew very little about the school(I always thought they would just go with me so never researched the local school.). However, the Lord reminded me that they are really His and that He can take WAY better care of them than I can! (We will call enrolling the boys nudge #4)<br />
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The school year started and it has been incredible! Elijah has the BEST teacher for him this year(and I had NOTHING to do with it)! AND, Kyle's teacher is phenomenal! Letting go was so hard but they are EXACTLY where they are supposed to be right now.<br />
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As for me, I am staying home with my sweet Annabella(and Kyle in the mornings). This never would have happened had the Lord not placed it on our hearts nearly a year ago to be disciplined(I use that loosely as we still struggle) with our money and get rid of debt. We are still paying that one off and still learning to live off of one income. We were so excited to use my income for luxuries but the Lord's plan is SO much better! It has been a learning experience but one I would not trade! The Lord has me exactly where I am supposed to be right now too(even if He had to literally shove me there)!<br />
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And what is a post without pictures?!?! <br />
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Kyle had orange day at his school this week so we went on an orange scavenger hunt to get pictures. There was a trip to his favorite store(Home Depot of course) and a pumpkin patch. This was after dinner one night and ALL 3 of my kiddos have food on their faces! ha!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annabella, 17 months(she SCREAMED when we left!)<br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AND, just because I think this picture is too sweet not to share. . . Annabella after church a few weeks ago! </td></tr>
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Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-28957979093482718172012-08-28T20:24:00.003-07:002012-08-28T20:31:18.656-07:00OKC, Haircut, and Day One<br />
I am behind in blogging again. . imagine that! So, here is an attempt to somewhat "catch up". <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">OKC Trip</span><br />
We decided to get out of Amarillo for a few days as a family. We went to OKC the first weekend in August. YES, we were the crazy people who vacationed to the city that was having 115 degree days and crazy fires. But, we had a great weekend!<br />
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Bricktown-It was HOT! We ate dinner at Spaghetti Warehouse and walked around Bricktown for a bit before heading to the hotel.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annabella's new favorite face. . .and where she hung out a lot, in her stroller</td></tr>
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Hotel Swimming-The pool in the hotel is what the boys were most excited about! I didn't dare take the camera down there so no pictures to document the fun.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like I said. . .new favorite face! I wanted a picture in her cute little speedo but it never happened.</td></tr>
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Zoo-We ate breakfast at the hotel that morning and headed out to the zoo. We figured the earlier the better. We had low expectations of how long we would last. BUT, the kids were all troopers(especially Annabella) and we made it four hours. We probably only got to half of the zoo but we had a great time!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My boys! There was a husband/wife team doing ice sculptures and giving out free snow cones!! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My precious girl LOVED the zoo</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'll be honest, this TERRIFIED me!! I held it together for the boys! haha!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elijah, who is scared of so many things, REALLY wanted to hold one of the lorikeets. He never could catch one but we were blown away at how brave he was. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annabella LOVES animals but we didn't realize just how much until we went to the zoo. She enjoyed feeding the giraffes more than her brothers! (And I turned my head right after this picture and panicked at that HUGE tongue being so close to us!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kyle tried to feed the giraffes but he wasn't nearly as impressed as his sister.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her second favorite was the chimpanzees. . .which we all loved because the room had AC!</td></tr>
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After the zoo, we went back to the hotel for an attempt at a nap. NO ONE napped! So, we went to see my Uncle Jeff and his family. They have an amazing house with a VERY cool pool! It was SO nice to cool down and swim. I honestly didn't think Elijah was ever going to get out! They treated us to a pizza dinner and we had a great time visiting after. (And I'm sad :( to say that I took 0 pictures!)<br />
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Chesapeake Energy Arena-Sunday morning we got up and headed back to Bricktown to see the arena. Now, if you don't know, we are all HUGE LeBron James and Miami Heat fans! Kyle was CONVINCED that LeBron was going to be there! He loves LeBron just as much, if not more, than Ricky and I do. He asks me on a DAILY basis if LeBron can come babysit him! ha! So, Ricky wore his "Earned Not Given" shirt for a photo op in front of the arena. :)<br />
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OKC Memorial-After the arena, we headed to the memorial. Our last visit to the memorial, Elijah was 2 1/2. He really understood what he was seeing this time. He was very emotional and took it all in. <br />
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Kyle writing his 'message'. He drew a building made new. :)<br />
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We ended our weekend by stopping by the Outlet Mall to grab some great deals during Oklahoma's tax free weekend. We had such a great family weekend. We are hoping to go back to OKC in the fall to enjoy the zoo and other activities when it is COOLER! :) </div>
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I can't believe it! </td></tr>
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I can't believe my baby boy is in school!</td></tr>
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Kyle, our sweet, adorable, helpful, cuddly, mischievous, wild tempered, funny, 4 1/2 year old, has a lovie/snuggle/comfort/whatever you want to call it. This isn't necessarily a bad thing but one that I do not know when nor how to address with him of breaking. Kyle has a blanket. It started out innocently enough when he was a TINY baby. Someone gave him an ADORABLE Swankie Blankie security blanket. I thought it was so cute that I gave it to him a lot when he was little. He was my easiest baby and rarely fussed. But, when he did, his little blanket would do the trick and calm him down. As he got older, he wanted a bigger blanket. We had some "silkies" that Elijah had used as a baby so in true second born form, Kyle got the hand-me-down blankets. Somehow, this has evolved into something I NEVER imagined! Kyle is rarely without a "baby". I'm not exactly sure when he started but long ago he started calling his blankets baby. We started out with a "blue baby" and "yellow baby". "Blue baby" sadly got lost but was replaced with another "yellow baby"(that is identical to the old "yellow baby" so thankful to have 2!!). We also added "brown baby" that stays at school. (Before I go on, I will tell you that he is not allowed to carry his blankets around outside of the house. IF he takes it with us, it is left in the car. But, for the most part, "babies" stay at home!) "Babies" have become a way of life around our house. We know that a baby MUST be present at nap and bedtime. He, himself, will tell you that "he"(yes, all of his babies are boys) makes him feel better when he is sad. "Baby" is not only for sleeping but also a toy and sometimes even a playmate! Most of the pictures I have of "baby" are when Kyle is sleeping but I assure you that a baby is nearby in MOST pictures. Honestly, I haven't given much thought to this. But, two nights ago as I was on yet ANOTHER frantic search for the lost baby at bed time, I wondered if/when Kyle would give up his blanket. All three of our kids weaned themselves both from being nursed and from the bottles. None of our kids used the pacifier past two months. But, this blanket, this blanket maybe a little bit trickier. Now, I'm not saying that I'm ready or wanting him to give up his beloved "baby" just yet. I just hadn't really thought about it until Tuesday night. What will this look like? Will it happen on it's own? Will it be a battle? Will he go to college with his blanket? Or worse, will he still have it when he gets married? I'm really not sure! But, I do know that Kyle LOVES his blanket and for now, these blankets make naps/bedtime and sad situations a LOT better!<br />
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Just for fun, I went through and found pictures of Kyle with his baby. I didn't have any with his Swankie Blankie or his "brown baby"(that one is for school) but I did find LOTS of pictures with the other two. Here are just a few!<br />
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Kyle and "yellow baby" at 1 year</div>
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Kyle and "blue baby" taking a nap during our family camping trip</div>
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Aunt SeSe, Kyle and "Yellow Baby" 18 months</div>
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This is how we see baby the most. . .tucked in to bed with him.</div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Growing Up</span></b></h2>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I have always tried(emphasis on the word tried) to enjoy every stage with my babies. Sometimes that is very difficult such as when they are a tiny newborn and scream for 3 solid months, are in a terribly whiney stage, or in the 'NO' stage. Sometimes, that is not as difficult such as when that screaming newborn finds her thumb and realizes life isn't so bad, that whiney child takes a nap and feels better, or when a child finally learns the word yes! But, I've having a very difficult time with the newest stage in our sweet girls life. She is 13 months old, nearly 14 months. She is precious, sweet, funny(and knows it), and such a pure blessing to our family. However, last Tuesday, she broke my heart! My precious girl decided on her own that she no longer wanted a bottle(of cows milk) and no longer wanted to rock. Without a peep(usually), she lays down, cuddles her blanket and bear, and goes to sleep. With the boys, I thought this was a great accomplishment. And really, not rocking her for 30-45 minutes does make the evenings easier. However, I just wasn't ready for this. . .</span><br />
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. . .it has been 232 days since I logged on to this blog. 33 weeks since I sat here to write about the happenings of our little family. 7 1/2 months. I almost gave up on it. BUT, here I am!<br />
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Halloween 2011 Obviously a Storm Trooper and Darth Vader need a strawberry to escort them. :) </div>
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Miss Annabella sitting up</div>
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Somehow, I NEVER take pics at Thanksgiving. This is the day after tradition of Christmas decoration. (And the only one I took this year!)</div>
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Since the 1st Christmas we have been married, I've been asking Ricky to take me to the Nutcracker. He FINALLY did this year! So fun! :) </div>
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Elijah singing with the FBC children's choir for the last time</div>
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Annabella figuring out the present thing</div>
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Elijah getting MORE legos</div>
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Kyle opening gifts. We enjoyed a very quiet Christmas at home.</div>
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This guy turned 4! </div>
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I was given this shirt as a baby gift for one of the boys. I loved it but thought it was a little too girly. I saved it hoping one day I would have a sweet girl to wear it. :) </div>
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This guy turned 7!!</div>
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Toothless Elijah</div>
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This guy turned 31!!</div>
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Elijah ADORES this precious girl! He was thrilled she got to come over for a play date.</div>
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She LOVES to swing.</div>
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Enjoying our spring break in Guymon with Grandpa and Grandma.</div>
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I just can't get enough of this girl. :) </div>
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Easter 2012(I think I figured out where Elijah gets the eyes closed in pictures thing)</div>
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Glow sticks in the bath. . .they had a BLAST!</div>
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One of my favorite outfits! </div>
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Not sure how this happened but this girl turned 1!!!!</div>
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Mother's Day 2012</div>
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<br /></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-55897799763993538002011-10-30T18:57:00.000-07:002011-10-30T19:21:36.878-07:00Not According To Plan<div style="text-align: left;">Do you ever have one of those days? One of those days where you really want things to go "right" yet nothing does? We had one of those days around here Saturday. We had put off buying the traditional big pumpkin until Saturday. Our plan was to go get a pumpkin, get the traditional fall pumpkin patch pictures, and come home and carve some jack-o-lanterns. Sounds fun, right?!?!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, start off with Friday morning at our pediatricians office, sweet Annabella has double ear infections. She has been STRUGGLING with allergies for the last month or so. Thus resulting in not so fun ear infections. To be honest, she is such a good, content, thumb sucking baby that I wouldn't have really known anything was wrong. But, her allergies were turning into a yucky cough and I thought we should get that checked out. Cough is fine. . .ears are NOT! :( She has been a trooper but has definitely needed extra snuggles this weekend.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, there went the plans! With her being on an antibiotic and still taking allergy medicine, she is awfully lethargic. And, I really didn't want her out in the wind, etc with yucky ears. So, I told Ricky we would have to skip the fun fall pictures this year. :( The boys still wanted to carve jack-o-lanterns though. Ricky and the boys ventured off to get pumpkins leaving Annabella and myself(also feeling under the weather) at home. </div><div><br /></div><div>The boys returned with two pumpkins ready to be carved. Each boy had picked one and had a plan of what they wanted their pumpkin to look like. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWg5f3b3Yhgy1pYtmDM51xoN_CXIxAwCQktBGHQ43jjJlxS9ZmEeRqa1zvpwwf_Q46ho_eiuAlLqLiPisveKmOzckt1rS5CNGklI0eM7a131YyVvCMGUyyuiMlv9hWiWt2dKC34ry5Vlmj/s320/DSC_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472048571611570" 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 style="text-align: center;">Kyle excited for pumpkin carving. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>And then the pumpkin carving began. . . .</div><div><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/AVvXsEh-TXUPimM_pimsFWVG-7oj0MRb9muPjlbqYhbUOA4NlYHRd4m8wEhQ9kRbnwChvOQHO40k0e2YSTW7ywpSzzKHkWtSmA9Ne4_HUUzjtEdGnnslcqQG5IdWHHeoQf8z64EEFdkZ56s755Z5/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472043869876546" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Elijah telling Daddy how to draw his pumpkin</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEgexXFgh5PsULqQxUJkbCw5r80-_debZTvPzv5H37ImkH_JjKiYKAZOE2AQrlWY6QQLolmPUsAhihUE2VMRJtKr2iUgS9Sa7shBldsAs5TS05uyCR1G7Dg3GlxohHVYyZxuO7I2t95G1XZM/s320/DSC_0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472076494428802" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Elijah finally sticking his hand in the pumpkin. . .LOVE the face! ha</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEipxvCtgeeB3eKP-W6ICrgMPpWZchugGoAv19PPNJMpwhH84BkzsZ8kFnVbehhBQhS8bKweIqwDXhaIyCnTbHNcuSkAqotZ1kSAOAc13hqLJDp2wI9GKn6B8X2OMgYxKU6WX3Tus38uvtVO/s320/DSC_0606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472083029081042" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Kyle's face when we told him it was his turn to put his hand in the pumpkin.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEjSBkmqGkbUKOIRTVFb8X29NGGe_96di-uFZyMOi7J2xF2wlfp7CVhjq1lUKaMFDrDq7NTNJNjE65LF6Zmvkk5aTnu8yHS0u2L8D3Bd80tJbM1uZfT-IqEXhvYGEUKLQiCVGZqjUBB2TviT/s320/DSC_0609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472507450469362" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Elijah decided it wasn't THAT bad. . .ha!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Following this, I quit taking pictures. I usually photograph the entire process. However, we had a situation that needed to be tended to. You see, if you don't know Kyle very well, then I will have to explain. He is a LOT like his Daddy was when he was little. He gags ALL the time, chokes A LOT, and throws up quite often. BUT, something new happened last night as we were trying desperately to salvage a yearly tradition at our house. He was SO grossed out by the THOUGHT(he never even got close to putting his hand in) of touching the pumpkin guts that he THREW UP. . .TWICE! He was so sad. And of course, this grossed Elijah out. Therefore, the only person left in the kitchen carving pumpkins. . .Ricky. Family Fun Fail!!!! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><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/AVvXsEi5uHFLbtPgSyEukhRU_fxbNHkobdn5RJBoOMgu9Rec2vlTnpNb0chY6gVA_kYqpjWl8x0osox8uxfHcNkztys0BFfVi23OV9N5zFE0YTopYAkQJtjq3iR0l77SNX-r89vb99ko_zNfS0Mq/s320/DSC_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472517382876706" 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></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><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="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The final products</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEjGAahf7612F7hWYkwxqu35EJf9j15-OuceQzTp3ffvWSv81iCbGJ9U9xKTMPdqa8sBMCOKX9DmW8nC8y89bBT8LknBlI5-_JkA-fuLia5vc4mTyIXk6Qy7fdmrSnxYn-AFiv4epziAlsxi/s320/DSC_0615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472524099804690" 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; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">And just because it is too cute not to share. . .</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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqNYKudOhfDHNWy899kmTw4XhfuoaVOd20n-5atSwervZUDxsUUDQHMX4ww7dPycbTQjfXicJ9epmB4FIA1P7C6dTfTJOaoNFD7wJD9JcK9H2byAZ91EWbY1UuLUGE4HpHm4TsL09KEQ_5/s320/DSC_0619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669472524296790978" 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></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">I can't get enough of that cute little ruffled bottom sticking up in the air! </span></span></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-75081263765490587202011-08-02T10:35:00.000-07:002011-08-02T10:58:46.601-07:00Family Resemblance?<div style="text-align: left;">Well, I set a goal for myself to blog at least once a month this year. That didn't go so well! Our life got crazy busy during the spring. Between church, school, and getting ready for baby, it just zoomed by. On May 11th, our sweet, precious Annabella Joy was born. Our life became even busier! May and June are a blur of finishing school, taking care of our sweet girl, church activities, a trip to Guymon, a wedding, and having Ricky's family here. Oh, and a sweet girl who cried. . .A LOT. . .due to reflux issues. July came and went as we settled into more of a routine. Annabella's reflux has leveled off and she is a MUCH happier camper! And here we are at the beginning of August. Next week, I go back to work, Elijah goes back to school, and we all go back to more scheduled days/weeks. I am blessed to get to go back to the same job I had last year. I will be teaching 1st grade math/science in the afternoons only. What a blessing!</div><div><br /></div><div>Rather than try to "catch up" on blogging(especially since I have posted lots of pictures to facebook), I thought I would post some comparison pictures of all three of our kids at 1 and 2 months old. I keep getting told how much our kids look alike. I don't see it but as much as I hear it, I guess it must be true. What do you think?</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Elijah 1 month</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEiGIRSEjNFlXpnY9kkMZnwxVm7SdSU2itXr0N7KY44iLvXXI53I5iDciVY2kL18GuOi1DAHbEjdWViGzTtpTE3tpdOAY5gpdQ3PFdNmOq8Hqa_kxzs8_2opp3r28-nEKf7sDpR_ZNfe6Aa6/s320/100_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636318035161704594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><b>Kyle 1 month</b></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; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><b>Elijah 2 months</b></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/AVvXsEhSHct8ummurznjp_eIMWw0MVPCIoE1wPqipqUphhaew54npRrlgRZJ3MjNZw8OnaAVof65Hc88dvjTACZFuYLzw3CxAOwGOyfSPYHP_7Tt83H0rsW9izYInaotrttQWda_ELLaHRu9F11Q/s320/100_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636318047986877538" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><b>Kyle 2 months</b></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/AVvXsEjlbMVRWNzSbTUeXa1Tlpnr2oElu0VZj28X5PtxBfK0n2kQiugAAjdtPnfLhQNJ2F8MCgYEswNOiUhzXLdm6KDTzJXQlGN0MstvhtwwuluairxySLI4c8RIgvstSKr-fKg3RNq_NNpZNNZl/s320/100_2494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636318051104089650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Annabella 2 months</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/AVvXsEic82UXahI-CwL6bWg9TRLauD7kyEPWHNkhx6g933IWJ1hsPMfmyHwJ5Uy8mraJx-7QDNVCv_J-0tgQsI5XO59IA7l2zfcpe6EhC_0hze0sZVjawBw7k8Z4wsT1Vf5FX2huexsYj4JPvjww/s320/DSC_0305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636318317367204594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; 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>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-37546845998837548132011-03-29T08:50:00.000-07:002011-03-29T09:01:32.329-07:00What happened to March??<div style="text-align: left;">Where does the time go? I feel like March just began and here it is the last few days of the month! I made a goal to post at least one blog a month and am pushing it!</div><div><br /></div><div>March has been a great month! We have had some beautiful spring weather and enjoyed lots of days out in the backyard. We had a great spring break which included painting two rooms in two days(Thanks to my Mom for coming down and doing the majority of the work!!). We are getting closer to having everything ready for Annabella's big arrival in SEVEN WEEKS!!!! And we were blessed with an amazing shower by two of the greatest girls I know! </div><div><br /></div><div>I really hoped this post could be to show Annabella's completed room but the original bedding ended up being back-ordered. So, we had to go back to the drawing board and re-think her room! I'm so excited about it though! And I think Ricky is getting tired of here me say, "I'm so glad the other bedding didn't work out!" Ha! Because we changed our mind, that meant a change in furniture plans. Her crib will be in this week so hopefully my next post will be soon and include pictures of her room. </div><div><br /></div><div>But for now, here is a glimpse into each of my boys unique personalities. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle is constantly pretending. He has an incredible imagination. This particular day he was a dog and he was hungry. :) </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/AVvXsEimvBiHV_snGKx4kzVPz0Qinmn12vOXvKmKMaUWIERRYqYr_EkLK_CHeghU5PGhksnLhciL06uGAjysPCWPdKQQCmVWaGBVxtJgD4Pnwq8094U_4uA3LmMYWhW2EgeReFoRD4Evugeohmxa/s320/DSC_0985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589531582539481762" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">And here is the little guy after his Grandma's heart! My Mom used to get in trouble for taking a book outside to read when she was told to go play! Elijah LOVES to take books outside and read in his "clubhouse" while brother is running around playing who knows what! </div><div><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/AVvXsEjyVf5VL2uuKo4wjpUQkxTbsVXEgbIQxoC5ZakVzXzMT07fHA10Jmca5HG0matlDaWlnZf1Gkrv1rleYbWR8yCcZwpmj_yVvdSitt3kBa2zkV6orf7yOjYm6x4DRl55znF29vAlcejsQqfj/s320/DSC_0980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589531579197270018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is a sneak peak at Annabella's room. Elijah helped my Mom and I paint for quite a while. Her bedding has birds on it and he knew my Mom was going to paint some on the wall. So, if you look really closely, you can see that he painted a bird! He was so sad that we had to cover it up! :) </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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioQFh6_IKw9JFtjeODeYX19p7aVHWpJvW6PK-9A_4bl9VAXbi0qnE4fCGYBgKRSA8YW2C1DnojfI_SP3vu4wIhLLAQ4IEfBiROGHpCmC3TznVU8ZRyDI7rstrmqdY-6vtQBYFfnLv5402e/s320/DSC_0992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589531589102984562" 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></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; "><br /></span></span></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-72707469075503702012011-02-09T09:30:00.000-08:002011-02-09T09:48:06.072-08:00Our Sweet Girl<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>As most(if not all) of you know, we are expecting a sweet little girl in May. We are all very excited to add another little one to our family. The fact that she is in fact a she just makes it that much more exciting. The boys are VERY excited to have a sister. . .ok Elijah is VERY excited. Kyle hasn't quite made his mind up on the situation. <div><br /></div><div>I once <a href="http://rkgarzonfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-nester.html">posted</a> a blog stating that I wasn't really a nester when I was pregnant. Maybe it is the difference in age. . .or the fact that I am having a girl. . .or that we are trying to fit two boys into one room. . .or that we have way to much junk at this point in our life. The reason, I'm not exactly sure but what I am sure of is that I am nesting like CRAZY with this pregnancy! And, not that anyone cares(except me of course) but here is the proof that I have been going through things and organizing like crazy! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hall Closet Before:</div><div><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/AVvXsEhuY9yFAeTMMgcXotPkLFuIIpxBtXbKpKxNv76sIFdMcN1n3rEx3ofsMtpNNHUThh3V_1mrxgqjUNxttR6JLizPuRgeXLZZRMylqe_F-f3jNQZBH8VGM9RvXEXzrrpJBLDexAxe4BnckL4N/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744109531553250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hall Closet After:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><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/AVvXsEj0gAx_isbAtDggi9W1mwQ-2Bev17AkP8sgbTp_98MkhL_JdEJfioudQ4CHCaaHmuYDbHylxt_rwkgPHGKbEvGigRmYwQFPoKCGgEsYjwfZWqouAWNvTYYtqs6UJJs8o790_ObDumD0eqz8/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744120026406338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Coat Closet Before:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEgAfDPRofz3vmtsj9CcsfghD5UjimoVFN4TwS_wz0jeqSHYjQ0wfd9Un0ZqODZIEYhdoAvdjLALusEgb5ik4vaiGKK9lPk3OHoO9nFSoMVo1YSw3qyYnw-Mv9FgHwHulpPApcQGJPblc3r7/s320/DSC_0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744122445086898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Coat Closet After:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><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/AVvXsEi4kF5yEY106qWN3EFo7I20X5r0dmu9vM0ULanJOI6dNUl8M6OxVPg6j3Kt18poI5yp-Jut-lX-dV2B1dV89SyF4uMsiMUewu2c8w0d1P4g77aumnGpnseLj8eprGhFH_0KXhgz17FvMGfV/s320/DSC_0811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744127638723714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Kyle's(now our sweet girls) Closet Before:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEgIid7DPoOR6wAFSo7HGsMVThzqteQfWkHL9UCqiY7tG5dEgfjun8Y8GdENzEJA-SMSJFFepRCjSNGQwh0mGF_BQ7_TfZ3t1QiRXb23nPLLJNOS2mYxZ8lvSzBzeUnIlGeMTMAafqdN9Mw2/s320/DSC_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571746017437852914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Kyle's(now our sweet girls. . .sort of. . .they will share for a while Closet After:</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEgHvVTzBXgA6-Su-LLcM_6e5hmVbfEUC0p-6bqV34CukaKgM4lLwymDGpZtsXMxufWgEZ8KMgNGr8cONH_B9yPfkIMfSlRDnMloL9IEZYCVuRO7NyCytyy3VupblqKGkHYXPBtEhM3etbQL/s320/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744455457970802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah's Closet Before:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEh4wswFXxBGbg9JmQ5vKwr65yC2G7sjm3g3wQiq6otzNK68QRBVw2GLwClCR-gErjFzpZYjKZyexS6MaMZ50fjhNuG5mWXwlqZsyD8dbcuHBRZc-1DzuEvn8ss-m6oPl_X6lh-1KXGxOdOb/s320/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744459286143810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Elijah's Closet After:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><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/AVvXsEhiOgX2uha_IQVmv241Ww7-wL6Z7AzpwjV6_ami5VXyRYhA7xV9PuzPXoFt4lihe5v1Jhm7UEWsFpfaIdFJL5_IOqLDTtRElb2pchAScl66RboK9VfmqgkePdpoM-GgcK3Vc1dBGtr5-DCQ/s320/DSC_0822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744458083690322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div>As I wrote in my previous post, Kyle is now officially moved into Elijah's room. We still have a few things to do in their room(paint a border, hang some things, etc) then we will begin working on our sweet girls room. We are hoping to have everything done in both rooms by the end of March. We will see if we actually meet that goal! :) </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">AND, here is our little miss. . . </div><div style="text-align: center;">Introducing:</div><div style="text-align: center;">Annabella Joy Garzon </div><div style="text-align: center;">Due May 18, 2011</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEhPSIctZCWW3foj8QSOKHMeL-xpldlHlwVtnmz5NNVKEG4ppkH6A1m-o2Omn-Ge4f-Ohzpl8dCp2B5c-q9XZmL6840ktLsQ-psLrDdy7yZ-RYRMIzHQFXb7DEdZcGM7_iERoWOZbwiA9VnR/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571744464392159426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 253px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">(I know this isn't the best quality but our sonograms weren't on a disk like they were with Kyle! :( So, I had to take a picture of it until I can get them scanned!)</div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-32507097709292704302011-01-30T19:21:00.001-08:002011-01-30T19:45:47.900-08:00Where does the time go?<div style="text-align: left;">I haven't posted in nearly 5 months. I have thought many times about writing a blog. Sometimes, I have even pre-planned one in my head. I just haven't actually made it to the computer to type it.</div><div>Instead of trying to "catch up" on what has happened in our OH SO EXCITING(ha) lives, I will write about what I started this blog for in the first place, as a place to write about and post pictures of our family. </div><div><br /></div><div>January is the month of both of our boys birthdays. So along with being sick off and on all month, we have also been celebrating birthdays most of the month. </div><div><br /></div><div><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/AVvXsEhrjDINai8FCWp-o5mAtqZhuAJnAVBb8dyRPaPDkmPXQ83WT2zjAd_1rSxh-RcTTvo7MhNhWF9Tq7V5kgmygT4GV32ZHeTMRVmXkLa_G78KDgePh6YlHKrSmhjzi5FzkVjGwTuhRqGmY5Uh/s320/DSC_0795.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568187493619438450" 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; "><br /></span></div><div>This sweet little boy turned 3 on January 9th. I'm not sure where the time has gone with him either! He has grown up so much in the last year. He is definitely not a baby any more. He is smart, funny, sweet, and a CONSTANT ball of energy. He loves to make people laugh and is very good at it. His vocabulary amazes me! I am constantly thinking to myself where in the world he learned that particular word! He LOVES all things transportation. Airplanes are his favorite but he also really enjoys rockets, trains(Thomas), cars, and especially school buses. </div><div><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/AVvXsEioa0bFV_CjNquwigMbJae482IdVz-cBo_4TZCGV14UViHUL4wLlfef-rK0OLJTqKxBpm8goii7vFC6u1IidtzzjTfKb-nKW-PaL9RdQgb7VdI2jJrRHJTvM8cWgUgciPdhXP7KGaSkRLnW/s320/DSC_0869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568187499936440626" 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; "><br /></span></div><div>Last night was his first night in his "big boy" bed. He has been in a toddler bed for just at a year but with the upcoming arrival of his little sister(more about her in a later post) we needed to combine rooms. So, last night, we made the big switch and the boys now share a room. Kyle was so "escited" to have a sleep over with Elijah. I know that excitement will eventually ware off but it is great right now. </div><div><br /></div><div><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/AVvXsEhzL17aK2jq_lo-qVWPpscH08Eb9KYKTPTODKFDf7bQ2Lx2TIjf1i5Yj_AqC2H3LKPLyb1RL7dMFLNLp0om8g7ENCSq_qeRkzwg1A1EyXrOkhQXkSbpgzE5JHS6F1manPbfs6B4FqT0N6-P/s320/DSC_0826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568187496217369266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div>AND, this sweet boy turned 6 on January 25th. And that is VERY hard to type! I can't believe he is getting to be so grown up! And forgive the picture! He doesn't actually LOVE having his picture taken and the day before his birthday we found out he had strep throat(AGAIN) and double ear infections(AGAIN)! He has grown up a lot over the last year as well. . in different ways. He is compassionate, dramatic, funny, sweet, and smart! He is quite the little reader and "tech" guy. He loves all things technology including the computer(he has it ALL figured out), DS, and anything else he can get his hands on. He loves legos, super heros(still), but his favorite right now is Ben 10. He is a great big brother and is VERY excited to have a little sister. He is constantly talking to her and loving on her while she is in Momma! :) </div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-35782507324119799512010-09-07T08:09:00.000-07:002010-09-07T08:24:53.411-07:00Mother's-Day-Out<div style="text-align: left;">Kyle, our youngest, is 2 1/2. He is quite the little character. He is hilarious, active, smart, sweet, cuddly, mischievous, and a stinker all rolled into one. He keeps us entertained and on our toes. He has been in some sort of childcare since he was 7 weeks old. However, he has always been in the home of friends during the day not in actual daycare situations with other kids. Today, as I took Kyle to his first day of MDO I thought it would be easy after all, this wasn't the first time I had dropped him off. I was wrong. He was big and excited(until they wanted him to put his lunchbox in the basket outside the door!) and Mommy was NOT! I could barely hold myself together as I rushed to my car. Driving away, I cried. My sweet baby is growing up! </div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I tried to get some good pictures of him before we left this morning but he didn't want to put down the new cup he picked out. So, these will have to do! :) </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/AVvXsEifP2GF8x-txi9tZC6GQkuyTbnNjdBJAfmc-L3psp05FYy8_xOylBKeS910xUIPlnu4TeHYNz4_2dqQlad2ZbUoEtI5kizHQql1c55GblrfkVvzdgD3ex5EV6W5V0wtdhKrNfw8hCtPDdDr/s320/DSC_0641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514190210453304690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></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; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlbMEmDigDQNrZEFQDvjdA4Y-5j409JDhv7jddyI1rMLzuQviZsZiT4LBvvdlf53xJsULSxzqPEd7rsJGw1TQ58yqlMFDcw7Hd9oBWOHrVrsIuBPViwSXQPRelZBkaO2X8XUeTIaAce-Uk/s320/DSC_0644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514189316847310722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></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; "><br /></span></span></div></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-43553335352598517952010-09-02T18:46:00.000-07:002010-09-02T19:28:16.543-07:00All things new<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Last Monday marked new beginnings for each of the four Garzon's.</div></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ricky started a new bread route that is in town. This was especially exciting because it means much less time going from town to town which results in earlier mornings but shorter days. We are all excited that Daddy gets to pick up Elijah from kindergarten MOST days. And that we get to have afternoons and evenings at home together. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEgPLIYUB0eMaJmVS_kLXQEtcb02AVnr-3z0Ocq7gbREhqbn6M0R2x8oRgPBJ3D_zU_o42mCGUJxCG8Ue-YHTtXCYKayDvdVqlvuVI0Nyey4CuYpTlerg2vh6QYOs55pCi5vBZqTmbQxTXMU/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500306144457778" 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 style="text-align: center;"><b>Since Daddy was in town last Monday, he came by to give Elijah hugs and pray for him before his new beginning.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">After a long summer of WAITING and WAITING for phone calls, interviews, and job offers, I FINALLY was offered the perfect teaching position in LATE July! I am teaching 1st grade at Ridgecrest Elementary(phenomenal school) ONLY in the afternoons and ONLY math and science. If you know me well, you know that this is an amazing fit for me. I will admit that I was extremely nervous about going back to "babies" and it has been a difficult transition but I am thoroughly enjoying it. I get to spend all morning with Kyle most days. This was the most appealing part of this particular position for me. I have worked mostly full-time since Kyle was a newborn. I never dreamt that a position like this one would be available at such an amazing school! But, it was an answer to prayer and we count my new job a true blessing! And, to make it even better, Elijah gets to be at school with me! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><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/AVvXsEiYr4abKHiDw7UvnyGieVPmS0PUhQiYtdpZu5IVwy9D8-50LgMgkjb9vEgnqFdlS2A_qycbFiR_ikmywg-95rqbqqWUDe_Yv99aS3__bmt771T7dNFPW68S0mTx1J4IVm5S6uOZ8T59f1Xm/s320/DSC_0632.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500721539502962" 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></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Mommy and Elijah in Mommy's classroom the 1st day of school! </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;">As hard as is to believe still, Elijah is now in kindergarten! I just keep thinking that it seems like yesterday that he was born and now here he is in big boy school! He LOVES it! He has the most amazing teacher(although we still LOVE and miss both Miss Heather and Mrs. Heather) and the best possible fit for his needs(and NO, I didn't request). He loves being a Ridgecrest Raider! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEhzqEfV_2sefAPXEvX6tH-abXKVuuAqSAxmd6O470drY8CjgsvLXBKGwRnghhVcxmO5C7q6lBuXCEe0tGuRPGlvbznvtk7iOtoZfkaTKwSt6HlEQcTXMVUzKQrd8xQcDnhA7HnrC4OTeCrs/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500317007956226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>He wanted me to take a picture of his backpack. He is awfully proud of it because it says his name! (Thanks again Mis! :) </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOK36m-sQQGjHzuZY1U5dvXCDpWkKU3n0VauMVENAooTeg1WZj29460GUG0ch6hFoO2gQKpcPxlgMJ3ATvTmaklQnnNXSo4tLEseqlQT1FLnYzh8OEFTheAciPCe3i5pdaU3s_zA0q7-wi/s320/DSC_0626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500322253341314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>My sweet boy, all grown up! </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihmzLNjdRHz1N7F9_1BPlIFTMzT8t-NFnZqeUbJqK5e3ufV_s9UsMfyU7I-kT_Oq4xpYFMvN38dGfS1gX2Vx112tCEFn1mWA0gmkbIMcW2eF44xAZqAwD7JNFVJtzfoVeNDeQ8f4htugPx/s320/DSC_0633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500343025074050" 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></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Elijah and Mrs. Smith</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvROy29i0nRKor05OG61hej4UHMt4mmHcow8lauRAvrFUWM0mj63z62yoJNaTH7pwyEM7IH8C0igezJdmeIyCw214bM5GqghNaB7OvXgDk8IvSwqm1GGehOf0_jhFBeedymMAR9wwSTFFQ/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512505663523622210" 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></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b> I love the look on the little girls face behind him. . .like WHAT are you doing in here woman! haha! :)</b> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And not to leave the little guy out! With all the rest of the families schedules changing, that means changes for him as well. Kyle has the craziest schedule but he is settling into it. He gets to stay at home in the mornings with me and all day with Ricky one day. He will begin Mothers Day Out next Tuesday(something that I am VERY excited for him for! He is such a little social guy!) and will go two days a week. And he gets to go to a dear friends two afternoons a week. He loves her and her little boy. She is such a blessing to us and to our little man! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEhVVMQr1yzBvkAt1Yb-KfycoZrbOjjUdh7vtC8Ifgqr6vylBiB4Fmi_lcaRg6GTRjc4RI1Te7TkRMLRJmFwT77sddPKB6mpp43jSFy5e3borwtYIJ_TbvKj_oxNv4GzSpI6i3uvd2izamM2/s320/DSC_0631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512500334909249426" 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 style="text-align: center;"><b>Kyle was VERY ready to go to see Mrs. Courtney and Bryson</b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-13343095404746963182010-08-09T11:19:00.000-07:002010-08-09T20:12:24.323-07:00Not Itchin'<div style="text-align: left;">7 years ago today, I married my sweet, intelligent, adorable, hilarious, amazing Ricky! The last seven years have been an incredible ride! 9 moves, 8 different houses/apartments, a slew of jobs, and two kids later!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our Wedding Day-August 9, 2003</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/AVvXsEhMyksSf7vT8Fod9B40GkRRVj_A8UkebS0OpqwNGa0fPh8j5zu9veF-F-efwXlY8tjorMe9rImVt4O6W2qo4HtFlXNT3l2_K-pXG9C6EQ_LAjRbmU-Kb2z7uFYBOAhOO_d1lk8huqCrnAGF/s320/DSC_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503478384956688002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Heading Home from the Hospital with Elijah-January 2005</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/AVvXsEiJm3lfvvlDbR4fVrB4MZBUr90ea0TZEs1f0SiZY0TNDaYdVaYipMCpcWOnQTRgpFhLeNxkSQ6DQLdw6hyphenhyphenKRCAlVhWExZbcMUvs7mwKi0EIjDNlOiESfSeAIuesKlUXeFNg_9Ilrl2C5Nb2/s320/IMG011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503608531871076226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></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 style="text-align: center;">Our little family-December 2005</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/AVvXsEikiUYm1-Sga1mW9enKs5JEmcKXiisOVsM-D-XrcUPRNH-gXnXyYDsAFi0PGlNNGYJ0gG-yxDDb_7fvn1qLqsJUQBsY4ud2M5zW5EA_ixsl_X26JfUDS1X5r9uXBjNdA4TGcPkDeIQaEb2I/s320/100_1402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503477932851146914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">September 2006</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><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/AVvXsEjKBDNlfWE59GdDx1IXmSey8AWwpWGTHbV4v1Oou7pBg-fCE4VRgQ_fjkrRJY88B18xzsRQJHOfDW3MKf51qv1mAv-BP5-KpWbCWSB9tOGClOlhNxorQRxVSlSeqAuU7LlYOC9BT48hMOWt/s320/100_1704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503611048502671810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oklahoma City Trip-June 2007</div><div><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/AVvXsEis4eVavi-STBn4hXstjuPIt06sSUlBamVe6Hh86gnlIhYI2rACBK2lYkJtfLKMqVZK_sd6XRcyD_WwswQHZRhWIoOP3KHNMoQ-de-JlsgrZfiDSDB7oOzZwaKo6qRyM_O5Xe04kHos0gV9/s320/100_2207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503477945413749666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Our family of 4-April 2008</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1tuZTvfAfdl4BKcVEZYdYFAJakRXwOzohoM0klynMTyQtnm7MgYgF7NOeSmDFkaXl5ivTRVTU6LIsCI5OZHtCvBZc-QQgJtbhDaH8OS85UmZ1qu1VHsICqkTkyubBCbdeQ1Rl_cIvpjMR/s1600/100_2591.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1tuZTvfAfdl4BKcVEZYdYFAJakRXwOzohoM0klynMTyQtnm7MgYgF7NOeSmDFkaXl5ivTRVTU6LIsCI5OZHtCvBZc-QQgJtbhDaH8OS85UmZ1qu1VHsICqkTkyubBCbdeQ1Rl_cIvpjMR/s320/100_2591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503477954350667890" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">An updated family of 4-July 2010</div><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEiwHBYilc8PJqutDADnFSKdyM0Bq_-uLwjxgUq6bTARbe-6vPb6dx6rjvG9tSSrSeIMiv5R-ZC7MveMTYIGeec-fwpdooIGJEtbYDxIFZAZum_37JJU221VSG8Qe9c1pojD8EW10cVN3dTU/s320/DSC_0437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503477963003080594" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">My sweet hubby and I</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEh4YIkGSfmrHGIs0PgVnyCeF2huPEHf1Az9DjeJA9VdhyphenhyphenDuySx6vp1aleYtoJ-HiyWLYy7Og_TXLHTkO1BiRSmS-z5KlMKi1XA7HQB9DOAsibjQRYJAPl15JQypjrOhTgq8JjZ6w-DNLgkW/s320/Garzons+067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503478391856234226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">So, unlike what many have been told us, after 7 years we are not itching! :) </span></div><div><br /></div><div>(And, this post made me realize that Ricky and I do NOT take pictures alone together!! This must change!!)</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFba2w2RBMme9OD0MQLHjBRyZUFu6C8pSvntEX6e7Iy3Ne9Y18ELkw2gWI30wixILvJcSGAgJ7oNmaJnKqQQR5nIuMeMmU4Y5H6QYSX76Oeyhlu7pGpqxwC3bZZqKVhneH44QxNLnWP3_E/s1600/100_1703.JPG"></a>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-86143670364266445572010-07-14T09:29:00.000-07:002010-07-14T09:42:15.300-07:00Horse. . .2010 model<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I do not like to have tons and tons of toys all over our house. I am a bit anal; as in I follow the boys around picking up after them. . .A LOT. . .TOO much! I also am constantly going through their toys picking out toys that they don't play with anymore to go in the garage sale pile. Kyle is 2 1/2. He is not a baby anymore (as hard as that is to admit). A few months ago, I put a horse Kyle had in the garage sale pile. After countless times of him pulling it BACK out, I finally have given in and realized that he still enjoys this toy and doesn't want to let it go quite yet. <div><br /></div><div>Until a few days ago, I hadn't really watched him play with his horse. I knew that he kept his "keys" in the basket but thought nothing of it. Until I saw this. . . .</div><div><br /></div><div><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/AVvXsEjh3sbeBFlO75MUHmbvllGrHjoJenDtMmvhw1uYVKAjvW6YNEOH1Nkx9aIBv7GJoqE0h3SP0ixuAjLEuy8IG9QTecvf3Egd9KWytBL93wbYkhHG5NtnAIcr54mCj1WetQxVtby2zCi38oH_/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493800975598979506" 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; "><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><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/AVvXsEhe9dvp7W7AlhtcOk31sF8lyvFgasomvd2T1m6OGWyqtlWBRr4TYDg__Sv6MZjJUOPe34R-gG07l0CnZS5uPpAIABoMYGCZP8SKOYyS3vW5CEMvvIlZ0IyWRw5aE72gDWckixtL81iArTLV/s320/DSC_0498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493800967743098770" 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; "><br /></span></div><div><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/AVvXsEhiXB8WFFxN5rkMruxh3bzwavwRvGWQJqEOHCOkv6Dm3gQVtstZXRPZ_H8Xfz022hdHj4gUJOaZpqM5uf5QEvch3Hk9H3KzJjM67sXq34ofgIpfMtmPBatO97NjPuNmWQRqt3MM0o1XvBLF/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493800960866707618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div>Not only does he use the keys to start his horse, he also uses the remote keyless entry to lock and unlock him when he is not on him! HA!</div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-86615655640210256992010-07-06T13:07:00.000-07:002010-07-06T13:50:40.591-07:00The swing set<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMs9mUYkVSEigfsZRCgVR99Ex0z2dGTjQl5MYyIKSt-3tBv3aJzKEwvUMl-5FcYyee1ljeZ3DIK-x5TBgb9NpHgXRMqiNXsZ5CAlgtaq0ZE2__hv7hW62pYF2prTtfE0sy8XINnI1XsHde/s1600/DSC_0416.JPG"></a>Elijah and Kyle's birthdays are both in January. This means we get a new supply of toys about one month before that happens all over again. Now, don't get me wrong, I love that our boys are loved and we appreciate every gift they are given. However, this can be overwhelming for a mom that is a tad bit anal and a has an ounce(or two) of over-organizer syndrome! This year was especially bad since we were not living in our house but instead in a little bitty two bedroom apartment(which we were VERY thankful for). So, I asked my parents to consider giving the boys a swing set(to be purchased at a later date). They agreed this was a good idea. Due to crazy schedules on both ours and their parts, we didn't get the swingset purchased until early June. My parents were not available to stay that weekend to help with the assembly. After borrowing tools from a friend (THANKS David Merrill!!!), Ricky and I decided to tackle the daunting task alone. (Now before I go on, I would like to tell you that neither Ricky nor I are OVERLY handy.) I could stretch this post out for a VERY long time but lets just say after 3 weeks, 24 hours of labor(some by myself, a lot with just Ricky and I, and a few late nights with Adam Grubb. . .THANK YOU ADAM), quite a bit of frustration, and EXTREMELY anxious boys we FINALLY have a finished product! <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The framing to the clubhouse! This part took over 3 hours(I realize most people probably wouldn't take that long!)! It was only Step 1 and 2 of 24 steps! </div><div><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/AVvXsEgQLBKy3OPHQGtFUb8ndExXN2T7TwzJHMVdpOghx_mLKKDIua1Ro1culn4xjlRHOm2RXEQnF2ei-uGOO5J2MfuQznfVM17vvh4l21REIsI0Q1VIWP0FbcmijHBM92ts6u3K8sP03P32-14N/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894363430305442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm not sure why Elijah is wearing sweat pants in the middle of a hot June day but this was after several more steps and shows 2 of the 5 windows on the clubhouse. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEi8h-FfXeLdcn89fjNEcyGFyleltrhowkqQtLh5Uz_GbP78LWgVvlPl1Vvj6cwbsjZuaioJr9dKHJpzcylxlLXUhzeaMSLAa3T_6btAI20_OHJvYVAgRod1l649NetHH6OKwKo0rPmo9zKx/s320/DSC_0270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894372077877682" 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></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;">With a LOT of help from Ricky, we added the bay window, roof, "table", ladder, and railing. Ricky and Adam are responsible for the rock wall! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEhlvVh86gWWUjsoQtG6tMocO2_rXUNMv89173RCaZ3Injy38CHZ4N8kD01zf2Rsj3QtqcdIjA_jDT5iUpkn2QP6GysL2jKPb-vjVsN_IYuI7tfbyCQ0-pNoOMh6NLnzkcuRA-Vn3s2DZfLj/s320/DSC_0399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894376490516386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></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;">And FINALLY, the finished product! I documented all of our progress but am just now realizing I don't have a good picture of the entire swing set! Adam again assisted Ricky and I with the swing beam and then Ricky and I with some help from Elijah added the swings. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEh4lalCxfRyKS5LXmhhleqqfNvE8_f-aNkVpjbdNQ91N37LS_R_J87amQBKtg8uz-joOgGMsoPadq3jdWetp8DHAlPjlLCJLAz6iH1o5Giu86PX0bWUuT1oRO7uqiwoL0yCsM3N2Lyi6trY/s320/DSC_0402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894387453656434" 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></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;">Kyle woke up from his nap that afternoon to find swings in the backyard. He was anxious to try them out. So, we let him. . .in just his diaper(he is still wearing diapers to nap and to bed). </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMs9mUYkVSEigfsZRCgVR99Ex0z2dGTjQl5MYyIKSt-3tBv3aJzKEwvUMl-5FcYyee1ljeZ3DIK-x5TBgb9NpHgXRMqiNXsZ5CAlgtaq0ZE2__hv7hW62pYF2prTtfE0sy8XINnI1XsHde/s320/DSC_0416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490894396892277682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div>And with that, I declare that I am DONE using power tools and assembling ANYTHING for a VERY, VERY long time!!! And if you need to find the boys and I for the next few months, we will be in our backyard, enjoying the fruit of our labor! :) Thanks to my Dad and Mom for a WONDERFUL birthday present! </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-7461373642137013272010-06-11T11:35:00.000-07:002010-06-11T12:40:54.590-07:00It's been a while...<div style="text-align: left;">Where to begin!?!? We have been back in our house for nearly 4 months now. When we moved back in, we decided to not get cable or internet for a while. Ricky surprised me this week and got internet. We have iphones for most things and one of our neighbors had unlocked wireless internet we could access. So, I didn't really see much point in purchasing our own. . .but Ricky is right, that really isn't honest! So, with our own internet, I can now blog more which I am excited about!</div><div><br /></div><div>Life has been crazy busy since my last post! </div><div><br /></div><div>Elijah's t-ball season is winding down with 3 games and a party left. I was very nervous for him to play but he has done really well! The first game was pretty entertaining! All the kids ran in all different directions, fits were thrown(not just by Elijah), and it was pretty much mass chaos. But, the kids have learned a lot and are all playing better. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRvJ_rkV4ya1cW3GjmxerVDXe_NX-t_NXiDVhD7OvUlhaKXs0EzMMvpRGobYAa_RSiOTQTt3-jblQRk-d1tKYid5paTnMWHUrttb3X0-BMiksd42kD2Lm7fwipsyBMOcvyhyuUNQPKoFs/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVRvJ_rkV4ya1cW3GjmxerVDXe_NX-t_NXiDVhD7OvUlhaKXs0EzMMvpRGobYAa_RSiOTQTt3-jblQRk-d1tKYid5paTnMWHUrttb3X0-BMiksd42kD2Lm7fwipsyBMOcvyhyuUNQPKoFs/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481589298332039458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Elijah graduated from Polk Street. This was a bittersweet day. I am excited for him to go on to kindergarten but Polk Street has been his "home" during the day for 3 years! He started as a 2 year old. He came out of his shell during his 3 years there. And it looks like we will continue our years at Polk Street with Kyle.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlUw88m6XY566-q_j3ANYsCQwfPe4S3h5AJUAuU5RvOOjRNruIsZiFRIMIOktBThqAtXPDzk9OGc4ccIdFk_jtLZp3TXzqjZyfHIEfuuwlXMNAeLcbwJwddNSzS0oFLJwEz8ScBhr8yk0f/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlUw88m6XY566-q_j3ANYsCQwfPe4S3h5AJUAuU5RvOOjRNruIsZiFRIMIOktBThqAtXPDzk9OGc4ccIdFk_jtLZp3TXzqjZyfHIEfuuwlXMNAeLcbwJwddNSzS0oFLJwEz8ScBhr8yk0f/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481589306922872386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">We have had quite a few activities with the church including Elijah's first time to sing in "big church". Once on Sunday night with the children's choir and then again on a Wednesday night with his Mission Friends class. We also have gone to Wonderland with the youth, went to the WT swimming pool, and several other things. Church activities will keep us quite busy this summer. We are loving First Baptist though! We are so blessed to have been welcomed in to such a great church family! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEhLvfENiRmBDzz5qa-MJv9ep_QogcD7FG8GoneGLrSGs25jefA00QLZ4ihfPeNeFy6wK572q6SSGEO5yf67pRgswaxUNjJSiSe6LLXatAucIaXqCgs6kb8J8aHsD0Lk5kXDSP7B_CHBHWxM/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481590373142324898" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Ricky bought the boys a pool a few weeks ago. They LOVE to swim and would stay in it all day, every day if I allowed. Last weekend, we had some of our friends over for a cookout and swimming. This family goes to First Baptist with us. Adam is the Associate Youth Minister at the church. Our entire family adores this sweet family! We feel so blessed that the Lord has placed them in our lives! I attempted a picture of the three boys(Logan, Elijah, and Kyle) but this was the best I got. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxNDE2YAd3zdiX3E96hZslrjOmM_zidfJ43bt59MRmI6x9GL4Ld9FdZLq6871ndr8UvOIx4YYL0UNhXCUUXd251DTsXz3xWDFMjwnPtKgz2uMt1irhWr_xtJOpDPRtz10MDedOKCsBurdn/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxNDE2YAd3zdiX3E96hZslrjOmM_zidfJ43bt59MRmI6x9GL4Ld9FdZLq6871ndr8UvOIx4YYL0UNhXCUUXd251DTsXz3xWDFMjwnPtKgz2uMt1irhWr_xtJOpDPRtz10MDedOKCsBurdn/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481589320985352258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And we can't leave out sweet Kenlee (she didn't want to swim but still looked precious in her little swim suit)! I have loved being around a little girl. . .something I don't get to do very often! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45udtvsuzIM9_9Dffp-elL-AQQ2wEZS7EldIAqtRjSkNz5NfMhlwFZLO94ZSnGfHaqtEslGC1SCHCxfMuRbtE0u7YZt411imzFX6hx-x9aEU20eDkgOkTH8k7OdlQrWYf2RSG8zgrajZC/s1600/DSC_0208.JPG"><br /><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh45udtvsuzIM9_9Dffp-elL-AQQ2wEZS7EldIAqtRjSkNz5NfMhlwFZLO94ZSnGfHaqtEslGC1SCHCxfMuRbtE0u7YZt411imzFX6hx-x9aEU20eDkgOkTH8k7OdlQrWYf2RSG8zgrajZC/s320/DSC_0208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481589321804973218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And last but DEFINITELY not least, this sweet little boy is potty training(ed)! He has been wearing his cute little big boy undies all week and has very few accidents. He is even waking up from naps dry! We are delighted at the thought of having a diaper free household!! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0KMcu_0D7LyPzoCivjSDy-rSIIyKEDExqeHnt1IZgxFPftwX1Hd6zEff2YPUa4tYDHLYor856xTSnq6Srcrq4hyZYmkjHaYbW3aT0Kdjdk5LlAY_2gRddil-8957Ps5kgo4WHeFiuwmi/s1600/DSC_0147.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl0KMcu_0D7LyPzoCivjSDy-rSIIyKEDExqeHnt1IZgxFPftwX1Hd6zEff2YPUa4tYDHLYor856xTSnq6Srcrq4hyZYmkjHaYbW3aT0Kdjdk5LlAY_2gRddil-8957Ps5kgo4WHeFiuwmi/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481589312787077410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-8421971782609350932010-03-27T08:05:00.000-07:002010-03-27T08:38:51.180-07:00That Kid?<div style="text-align: left;">Elijah, who is 5, is going to be playing Kids Inc t-ball this year. This will be his first time to do an organized sport. This isn't necessarily something that was/is his idea. He would probably content to just sit at home most of the time. However, Ricky and I both agree that he needs the social experience. He also needs to learn sportsmanship. He has a very difficult time when he doesn't win. . .aka losing! We are hoping that feeling successes as well as defeats will him with that. And since he hasn't ever played before, we decided it would be good to practice with him before we even signed him up. Elijah and Ricky went by themselves the first time. Lets just say it wasn't the greatest lesson in the world. Elijah hit his ankle with the bat and it all went downhill from there! So, we decided to all go on a gorgeous afternoon a few weeks ago.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah practicing batting. . . he did great! He hit the ball several times and a couple times it went pretty far.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNTpPF_6k0SoP-OeCM81aYgpdpEiD3LIleV7ROahj_kplxcpXrnW85JB9OUtgsQytq24w0QDKledvsxXkSyyZJNlYYc66ePOYi6sm5k7DdXnPCA-2EMnQ3bW1d9ntwNWLzP23sH-j5JeEe/s1600/DSC_0506.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNTpPF_6k0SoP-OeCM81aYgpdpEiD3LIleV7ROahj_kplxcpXrnW85JB9OUtgsQytq24w0QDKledvsxXkSyyZJNlYYc66ePOYi6sm5k7DdXnPCA-2EMnQ3bW1d9ntwNWLzP23sH-j5JeEe/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332644727698066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle joined in the fun. He will be so excited when he turns 4 and can play.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWH-YhxwuNBvCcpmGI0i55_LY46UeQDS5hj7wt-4O4lB4KupenfUPXXrMUK2GYBLrk8abU3sc5myn7VCvY04Ao_v1OfA_zjd5FjqZ0VeDx7HX2m6-83TSdFkSEFJRU6gCsUmKmEPUAhnH/s1600/DSC_0501.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYWH-YhxwuNBvCcpmGI0i55_LY46UeQDS5hj7wt-4O4lB4KupenfUPXXrMUK2GYBLrk8abU3sc5myn7VCvY04Ao_v1OfA_zjd5FjqZ0VeDx7HX2m6-83TSdFkSEFJRU6gCsUmKmEPUAhnH/s320/DSC_0501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332632336188562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">When Ricky told Elijah to crouch down a bit to get ready for the ball. . .this is what he did! haha! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPTpALwMYDdos6J921v2QONzDJKerP5o2eA1FcygGqkn3QPe7NLFkueRxFO81dexYXN4Fhu0bwbVr73eFuoAGi0BrtZNS5klgHXukvwc6cp_ZVCKtopaD8E9z-A4cWnkyhTzLOaeZh75nu/s1600/DSC_0493.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPTpALwMYDdos6J921v2QONzDJKerP5o2eA1FcygGqkn3QPe7NLFkueRxFO81dexYXN4Fhu0bwbVr73eFuoAGi0BrtZNS5klgHXukvwc6cp_ZVCKtopaD8E9z-A4cWnkyhTzLOaeZh75nu/s320/DSC_0493.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332628280611522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I love this one! He finally caught the ball!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkg0k3R_7qtD7jOMrzv5gc-_yYCbo3jltTj6Kf-bv093EDPASRaA7Cw6Q6tHaZ0HCuPTHcjF6wuI78nDmt2uHu0wO0j7faYtLnPyrM2dP9ihkmS111ZGd9eRkn1W_s79k3fES8cmxKI3C/s1600/DSC_0484.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtkg0k3R_7qtD7jOMrzv5gc-_yYCbo3jltTj6Kf-bv093EDPASRaA7Cw6Q6tHaZ0HCuPTHcjF6wuI78nDmt2uHu0wO0j7faYtLnPyrM2dP9ihkmS111ZGd9eRkn1W_s79k3fES8cmxKI3C/s320/DSC_0484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332617935409714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">His favorite part of the whole practice was "running" the bases after he hit. When we finished practicing, he asked Ricky if he could go run on the moon. Ricky was a bit confused but Elijah has a wild imagination so just told him sure. Well, sure enough, there was a moon shaped patch of weeds very close to where we were practicing. So, he ran on the moon!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJWPPWWG5YC6WLMfWv4kPCWylc3j4hq1wDBfRkG7KYMqb7nd0RK58OfEiAGXhznBeOYXUR_vBaSGnKe8rRBfdjT5y3FAdnb8ioisLp-wEguaV4W4w5pU1xIEGHox09qeA3a0aCHYK38g1g/s1600/DSC_0515.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJWPPWWG5YC6WLMfWv4kPCWylc3j4hq1wDBfRkG7KYMqb7nd0RK58OfEiAGXhznBeOYXUR_vBaSGnKe8rRBfdjT5y3FAdnb8ioisLp-wEguaV4W4w5pU1xIEGHox09qeA3a0aCHYK38g1g/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453332653921071394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">A few minutes later, an ice cream truck drove by blasting the tune "Hello my baby, hello my honey. . . ." Ricky and I looked over to see this. . . .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_2yq3UCC297ROqaInlbsMXg2D7sPyVbwnnvs-n6kNa6cpkBCgpTJ9tVpqJzBuqNxwRDTqOiYnlaJ8VrDhhD4u3u157f9erYbTVHpPVtWaNGb2XeN9S1QYp7W6OGTfrbkgjZMeD6bNuvt9/s1600/DSC_0521.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_2yq3UCC297ROqaInlbsMXg2D7sPyVbwnnvs-n6kNa6cpkBCgpTJ9tVpqJzBuqNxwRDTqOiYnlaJ8VrDhhD4u3u157f9erYbTVHpPVtWaNGb2XeN9S1QYp7W6OGTfrbkgjZMeD6bNuvt9/s320/DSC_0521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453335984653428706" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Can't tell what he is doing? Maybe this one will help. . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsvRYH-JFzt21UC-u7B638qcNDbxkJkC3vklTKhZb8vBo8SJvrfl5He-yGHQH7apQdWnrpj-L_iCpAuy07Tcr4oiEtggxqkKsdHhtbQYm9SOKBHwUISu0m811HFbHXqlN8uKfMOmZV1Yw/s1600/DSC_0522.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgsvRYH-JFzt21UC-u7B638qcNDbxkJkC3vklTKhZb8vBo8SJvrfl5He-yGHQH7apQdWnrpj-L_iCpAuy07Tcr4oiEtggxqkKsdHhtbQYm9SOKBHwUISu0m811HFbHXqlN8uKfMOmZV1Yw/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453335993008786834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh yes, that is our boy doing show tunes. . .on the moon! I wish the pictures did it justice! It was hilarious! We have since decided he just might be "that kid" that doesn't NECESSARILY do what he is supposed to during the game but is VERY entertaining to the crowd! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-84886483508200759442010-03-20T07:26:00.000-07:002010-03-20T07:41:37.362-07:00Hhmm. . .<div style="text-align: left;">*This is a novel. . .and I really don't expect anyone to read it in its entirety! However, I wanted it written down for me as a reminder of what we have been through! *</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not even sure where to begin this post! So much has happened to our little family in the last 4 1/2 months that it is hard to organize it all.<div><br /></div><div>Ricky and I have been married for 6 1/2 incredible years. We have definitely had our highs and lows, though. We have lived in 5 different towns and moved 9 times. Our sweet little Elijah who is now 5 has lived in 8 different places! Ricky has had all kinds of jobs. . .from ministry to restaurant and everything in between!</div><div><br /></div><div>Our latest journey actually began in September of 2008 when Ricky was no longer employed with the church with whom he had worked for about 2 years. We went from making two decent salaries to one! We went from having a sense of security(sadly in ourselves and what we could provide) to absolutely none. We went from feeling like we fit in to wondering where to go! We were quite lost to be honest with you. We loved Amarillo(as strange as some people think that is) and didn't want to leave. We had a beautiful home that we had only lived in for a year that we did not want to lose. But, we were confused. We had no direction!</div><div><br /></div><div>The end of 2008 and beginning of 2009 were very difficult months for our family. I wish I could say that we always had faith that the Lord would provide and just watched in amazement when He did. But, that wasn't the case. We had to learn to trust and oh, have we! We learned that the less we worried the more fun it was to watch the Lord take care of us. We learned to have the faith we had always heard about and desired! We were blessed beyond measure. </div><div><br /></div><div>However, we weren't satisfied with the place the Lord had us at that moment. We kept pushing and pushing until we found something that we thought was what the Lord wanted. You can read that <a href="http://rkgarzonfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/garzons-are.html">here</a>. But, the short story, I quit my teaching job, at a school that I loved in a position that was made for me(math) and in August, we moved to the Austin area in preparation of moving to the San Antonio area. We excitedly left the house that we loved in the city that we loved and prepared for a new journey. We trucked along in Central Texas for a few months. The ball was still rolling for us to move to San Antonio and truthfully, we were still very excited. The excitement quickly faded and we knew this wasn't the right decision for our family(while we still continue to pray for this church plant and absolutely LOVED the people that we met through our experiences). So there we sat in Austin in early October wondering what in the world we had done! Our hearts still yearned to be in Amarillo but both Ricky and I were too proud to admit it! We continued to make our plans for ourselves! We were going to move to a little town outside of Austin. Ricky was going to continue to work full time outside of a church and a part-time position in a church. And, I was going to go back to teaching(something I realized I loved and is truly my calling. . .A WHOLE other story and blog!). We were going to rent a house and live happily ever after. . . .except. . .</div><div><br /></div><div>One night in early November while Ricky was working nights as a security guard, I finally got up enough courage to tell him that I missed home. . .I missed Amarillo. (As a side note, I do realize that home is where the heart is, that we will never be completely happy until we are truly home in heaven, etc etc but Amarillo is our home here on earth and where we are SUPPOSED to be. . .this we know for SURE!) Much to MY surprise he said he did too! I couldn't believe it! All this time that I felt so miserable I thought he was happy! I thought he was loving every minute of it. . .and he wasn't! We decided that night that we would just truly pray and seek and find out what we were supposed to do. It didn't take long for us to KNOW that Amarillo was where we were supposed to be! For, I think the first time in our married life, we were putting ourselves aside(although this move is what we both wanted) and letting the Lord show us His plan.</div><div><br /></div><div>If we could have, we would have moved back to Amarillo the very next day. But, we knew we had to be patient! So, we told our families of our realization that we had made a HUGE mistake and of our planned move back. . .some were happy, some were sad, some were mad, and some weren't really sure what to think. We knew that we BOTH had to have jobs before we could even make any sort of arrangements to get back. As Ricky searched for a job in Amarillo, I did the only thing I could think of. . .even though it was one of the hardest things, I emailed the principal at the school I had taught at for 2 1/2 years. I did this with very low expectations thinking she could at least be a good reference for me. I sent that email on November 16. I heard back from her on November 23 offering me a TAKS tutoring position! With the Thanksgiving Holiday that week, I didn't hear back from her with details until the following week which was the first week in December. I was officially offered and accepted the position on Wednesday, December 2. Kyle and I moved to Amarillo that weekend and I started on Monday, December 7! It was a whirlwind but it was incredible to be back. Ricky and I were just blown away by how fast the Lord had worked things out for me to get back to the school I loved. It was an opportunity that we just couldn't see me passing up. So, while it was hard to be away from him and Elijah, we knew it was only temporary and we could make it work.</div><div><br /></div><div>We have this INCREDIBLE woman in our lives! She has blessed us more than she will ever know! She is always willing to help. . .even if it is an inconvenience to her! She is amazing and I am so thankful that the Lord has placed her in our lives! We love her. . .our boys love her! Cheryl Merrill (aka NaiNai) allowed Kyle and I to stay with her for the two weeks before Christmas break while I was working at the school. Ricky continued to work in Austin and Elijah finished out the semester of pre-k. Ricky had several promising phone interviews with companies here in Amarillo. And upon arriving in Amarillo to head north for Christmas, he had several in-person interviews. He had a serious lead on a great job and we informed the renters of our house that we would be moving back in when their lease ended in February(this was hard for me as I hated to leave them without a place to live but as He did in all of this experience the Lord orchestrated it perfectly as the renters were struggling over telling us that they were moving out at the end of their lease). Our only issue was that it was December and we couldn't move back into our house until the end of February. Where were we going to live for the next 2 1/2 months? Again, I was nervous and doubted! I just couldn't figure out a way that it could work out! And guess what?!?! The Lord proved me wrong! A lady we knew from a previous church had a lease on an (furnished) apartment that she was no longer living in. The boys and I could move in as soon as we returned from Kansas! We were blown away! Not only did I have a job at the school I love, we had a place to live with furniture!</div><div><br /></div><div>After Christmas, Ricky headed back to Austin to continue working and I took on the role as single Mom to the boys. Honestly this was a struggle! It was hard not having someone there to help! I realized how much I took Ricky's help for granted! One of the hardest days was Kyle's birthday. My sweet baby turned 2 and his Daddy didn't get to see him! Another hard day was the day that we learned that Ricky did receive the offer for the job. . .except they wanted him to go to the Wichita, KS store! That was also the day that I realized I had lost the money order the renters gave me(to pay the mortgage). It was a struggle but we made it! The Lord continued to bless us and Ricky got to move to Amarillo in the middle of January. He still did not have a full time job but we both just knew he needed to be in Amarillo to find one. All the while, we continued to pray and seek that the Lord would open the door to the perfect job for Ricky for this season.</div><div><br /></div><div>January and February were probably the two hardest months of our little families lives. Kyle, who is a small little guy to begin with, was sick for about 6 weeks. He threw up nearly every night losing 3 of his 24 pounds. This problem was made worse because we had no washer and dryer so that meant we ended up at sweet Cheryl's house nearly everyday to do laundry. Eljiah ended up with the bug at one point as well as Ricky and I. Ricky had an eardrum burst as well as Bell's Palsy(this occurs quite frequently after an eardrum bursts do to sinus').</div><div><br /></div><div>We were everyday thankful for the apartment but we quickly realized how much more difficult things were! It was upstairs and of course during the snowiest winter in a long time. This made going and coming very difficult. Getting groceries into the apartment was different than pulling up into our garage. Everything had to be adjusted. I continued to work at the school and Ricky still struggled to find a full-time job! However, the Lord placed another amazing person in our lives! Bradley Maybin is the youth pastor at FBC Amarillo and welcomed Ricky with open arms. He immediately offered him a part time position until he found something else. And, after what seemed like at least a year, we were able to move into our house 3 days early!</div><div><br /></div><div>February 24th was our move in day but the renters surprised us and told us they were moved out early and that we could move in on February 21st! What a treat! So, during yet another snow storm, we moved our few belongings to our house! It didn't matter that we had no furniture or dishes or beds! We were just so excited to be back in OUR house! We slept on airbeds and lived out of an ice chest for a week! And then the most incredible thing happened after Bradley sent out a massive email to some of the people of FBC. It is crazy how the Lord orchestrates things but this email uncovered a position that would be an incredible fit for our needs. Ricky was interviewed for and offered a position with Flowers Bakery. He is now delivering bread. I realize that doesn't sound like a dream job for most but he has incredible hours(done by 2 pm most days), great pay, and benefits. . .something he hasn't had in our entire married life!!! And, he is able to continue working at FBC part time!</div><div><br /></div><div>After a week of living in an empty house, we were able to go down to Austin, rent a moving truck, and get everything back to our house! It was like Christmas getting to open all the boxes after not seeing most of it for 6 months! Kyle nor I had slept in our own beds in 3 months! </div><div><br /></div><div>We have been back in our house nearly a month! While things haven't been all great since we have been back but Kyle has stopped throwing up and started gaining weight back, Ricky is working full time, and things seem to be better! We know that there will always be set backs in our lives but we are truly blessed! We look back and just think how incredible this journey has been to get us back to EXACTLY where we were a year ago! I see how God took our big mistake and blessed us anyway! We are so excited to be back in Amarillo. . .the town we love! We are so excited to be back in our little house that we don't take for granted any more! We are excited that we aren't in control of our life anymore!!!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our sweet boys sleeping peacefully in their OWN beds! </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxoCyrlp29WK3j1vHgGcYIpbq14fV0fEHXCq3gKJVFzL98O0C4ck7iq8qUfYOEUtcP4dAeMG1R5I6-RfWkpOUvamQihChEfkvJRi-2ePrK-ZcsTpRkfVHBXKvLMTT-yFe7JrUb9dAjL1Fu/s1600-h/DSC_0389.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxoCyrlp29WK3j1vHgGcYIpbq14fV0fEHXCq3gKJVFzL98O0C4ck7iq8qUfYOEUtcP4dAeMG1R5I6-RfWkpOUvamQihChEfkvJRi-2ePrK-ZcsTpRkfVHBXKvLMTT-yFe7JrUb9dAjL1Fu/s320/DSC_0389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450724019350869458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggFLn4xkLQ2e32y8kYbMDrWiddTGIgmXZYyy3xoqDsqeYvbf8Y73JLJ2joGGMQ61o7SgAat9wdLddVhTwD16-XtHI9ZJzFdvCErE17KLF8gXHvmy1jPi8y0PLZ1t8p8MzoF9iy6SyMKVQk/s1600-h/DSC_0388.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggFLn4xkLQ2e32y8kYbMDrWiddTGIgmXZYyy3xoqDsqeYvbf8Y73JLJ2joGGMQ61o7SgAat9wdLddVhTwD16-XtHI9ZJzFdvCErE17KLF8gXHvmy1jPi8y0PLZ1t8p8MzoF9iy6SyMKVQk/s320/DSC_0388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450724011106985170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We delayed switching Kyle to a "big boy" bed because all of our changes. When we put his crib together, we decided to go straight from the pack n play to the toddler bed. He has done amazing! :) </div></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-63765526116548168192009-11-01T19:35:00.000-08:002009-11-01T21:47:55.299-08:00A life lesson<div style="text-align: left;">I know I should be doing a post all about our fun Halloween. . .oops I mean Harvest Festivals(why don't we just call it what it is?) but I have a better story to tell!</div><div><br /></div><div>Elijah is in public preschool this year. As most of you know, we have had a lot of changes in our lives over the past few months. The switch from private to public preschool has been one of the harder ones. Elijah is extremely smart(am I biased? maybe!), hilarious, and overall just quite the character! He doesn't always listen and he doesn't always obey! And sometimes, he does the most outlandish things! But you know what, I love him all the same!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, he got into some "trouble" a few weeks ago at school. This just happened to be the day that we had planned to go buy Elijah his beloved Halloween costume for the year(Elijah LOVES to dress up and has been known to go just about anywhere in a suit. . this includes Wal-Mart, church, basketball games, etc.). Ricky and I decided that if he couldn't behave at school, then he didn't deserve the treat of a new costume. This was a Thursday so Ricky told him if he did better on Friday then he would take him to get a costume. Well, Friday came and it involved a phone call from his teacher to me during school. . .NOT good. This of course meant, no costume. This was much harder on ME than I thought it would be! He LOVES costumes and after all he did have an AMAZING week the next week(which was rewarded with a trip to see Where the Wild Things Are). But, as hard as it was, we knew we needed to stick to what we said! We had lots of discussions about which costume he would pick out to wear on Halloween(after all he does love costumes and has several he could have worn) and of course it changed everyday. He went as red/blue Spiderman to the carnival we attended last Sunday. And yesterday, his sweet cousin, Jonah, allowed him to borrow his black Spiderman costume(not that Elijah doesn't have one. . .it was just more special because Jonah let him borrow it). Elijah was excited to go trick-or-treating in the borrowed suit. </div><div><br /></div><div>While waiting for all the family festivities to begin, the mail arrived. Elijah got a Halloween card from my Mom. This card included a picture of Grandma, Aunt SeSe, AND $5! The pictures got all of the attention at first with lots of hugs. And then, I told him we would go to Wal-Mart on Sunday to spend the $5. And then the question came. . ."can I buy a costume?" I thought about this for a little while. We had told him we wouldn't buy him one. So, after a minute, I responded, "you know, you probably can because all the Halloween stuff will be on sale!" He was beyond excited at the thought of a new costume. </div><div><br /></div><div>Halloween came and went. Elijah wore the borrowed black spiderman suit and never thought anything about it. He didn't notice that his was worn and torn. And, he got just as much candy as everyone else. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah with all the cousins right before the trick-or-treating began</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwojN30SeoEW_STJTlfJabaFVEh8PsXuwN2ZDB3HqrQLICv8F2oL268vj71F95s-rthirsN_Yxo02CgG82U6HW2YX7SYUfJ3NrjwfkYZZzzNBi5QDn7WdMSgz7Dd6RLbRdnzIwlUlkvEst/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwojN30SeoEW_STJTlfJabaFVEh8PsXuwN2ZDB3HqrQLICv8F2oL268vj71F95s-rthirsN_Yxo02CgG82U6HW2YX7SYUfJ3NrjwfkYZZzzNBi5QDn7WdMSgz7Dd6RLbRdnzIwlUlkvEst/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351364618109970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This evening though, I took Elijah to Wal-Mart to spend that $5. And you know what he got? A $6 Captain America costume. (I figured after all that waiting I could handle throwing in a dollar and the tax.) It was the hardest thing watching him try not to cry every time he mentioned a new costume and we reminded him that we wouldn't be buying him one. But tonight, it was ALL worth it! He has NEVER been so excited to get a new costume! As soon as we got out of the store, he tore open the package and put on the mask. And then he started peeling off his clothes at the car to put on the suit. I am actually surprised I could convince him to take it off for a bath. But, I am 100% sure it will be put on as soon as he gets home from school tomorrow.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sorry for the poor quality of picture, it is from my phone!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDJrPip-DfascHwM0sJyCw3YQRcUFYfYZg4DbbrJo7dkUuSJ5xlWzN9c8YmOgHja-3BOlGrqHC2XPDV9CIch4tXaGeoqQndt8ov7xzrsOQFNzHWgITPPpt8hI_WibjcLTK4l6QTGm2NxY/s1600-h/14368_322104115306_509555306_9366506_2191432_s.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCDJrPip-DfascHwM0sJyCw3YQRcUFYfYZg4DbbrJo7dkUuSJ5xlWzN9c8YmOgHja-3BOlGrqHC2XPDV9CIch4tXaGeoqQndt8ov7xzrsOQFNzHWgITPPpt8hI_WibjcLTK4l6QTGm2NxY/s320/14368_322104115306_509555306_9366506_2191432_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351482545390578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 130px; " /></a></div><div>Lesson learned! For Elijah AND Mommy!! :) </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpnNUGfxLJ7ZrhLE0UEzWVbmsJYpdOLUd5JVBLTYrkUCXZny5UoZw2xbKKH4j7KWrGxMF8-w9esU-Us5Nb167rQseNcS9hBbtfKKZyTHPmh2bFZWUL9Da6_BraiA1iszCcukku1KeRcqg/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhpnNUGfxLJ7ZrhLE0UEzWVbmsJYpdOLUd5JVBLTYrkUCXZny5UoZw2xbKKH4j7KWrGxMF8-w9esU-Us5Nb167rQseNcS9hBbtfKKZyTHPmh2bFZWUL9Da6_BraiA1iszCcukku1KeRcqg/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399351367455701810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">*Update*</div><div style="text-align: left;">I went in to the boys room to check on them before I went to bed. This is what I found. . . .</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9N9-uFkXhHREgS0B9DLJy-oC7ysYN7ICNwPvlJDWMrtqufJz5UVUXY-nGQ9iMDw9bhLjlYHmUIpSz7B6bs89f1I5g-uW-MgdJR9RlSUxLKYNBXfTNwLLl_0htnDSAIGbZjDK6VNkb-Ym/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9N9-uFkXhHREgS0B9DLJy-oC7ysYN7ICNwPvlJDWMrtqufJz5UVUXY-nGQ9iMDw9bhLjlYHmUIpSz7B6bs89f1I5g-uW-MgdJR9RlSUxLKYNBXfTNwLLl_0htnDSAIGbZjDK6VNkb-Ym/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399377607215128450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Guess he couldn't wait until after school got out to put it back on! :) (Don't worry, I took the mask off. But, his brother is a VERY light sleeper and I didn't want to wake him by taking off the entire thing!) So, Captain America is sleeping at our house tonight!! </div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-75427936400611244152009-10-29T21:53:00.000-07:002009-10-29T22:41:51.408-07:00Fall Fun<div style="text-align: center;">This week is Red Ribbon Week at school which meant lots of fun dress up days. Tuesday was by far Elijah's favorite day, Pajama Day. He was very excited to wear his new Mario and two bad guys pj's!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjuyWWoWUS0VlubS5MUmBlzucVScb7qrmHxX149tY4VhXjoaRT6Qp_pDKC6i7mh8OevdiNJe0BEe2XVjKUECNu6SQuBFSGY0TBbErpSXEFwdVTCYLNlMFDOUxo2zc-xC6CMoqSILzafbTQ/s1600-h/DSC_0831.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjuyWWoWUS0VlubS5MUmBlzucVScb7qrmHxX149tY4VhXjoaRT6Qp_pDKC6i7mh8OevdiNJe0BEe2XVjKUECNu6SQuBFSGY0TBbErpSXEFwdVTCYLNlMFDOUxo2zc-xC6CMoqSILzafbTQ/s320/DSC_0831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398253464963887362" /></a><div><br /></div><div>One of the churches had their "harvest" aka Halloween carnival on Sunday. I was quite amazed that Elijah was patient enough to stand in line long enough to get his face painted much less actually sit still while she did it. But, he almost fell asleep!</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTy3tcLOC6ge83Wr9KbZc0tyYRFsar8rb1e-T4J8E9rKzGLc2WkixYdN3OvKLLH9Ho3VSgDGXQjqNQCHY_-N65dPShvsL8BrA2vfsmgXIKUlz_5vWa_aJyfgWgdqJWTRS3MBE3ABP1IkUG/s320/DSC_0816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398253448690751362" 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 style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NaRGFLvDTl7vOm5Gy1nVTam-C4HsDGJY-NfsSxYRuAmjU6sDITUjav8e2iZO86BmPSlsYMi3N8vjXAmkLPB0MV-gDMzvXCgvab3oyn_PeX0pl4gg2rQcFNRT8-l6LHjTvO-duLr5f5CC/s1600-h/DSC_0819.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Spiderman with his spiderweb face</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NaRGFLvDTl7vOm5Gy1nVTam-C4HsDGJY-NfsSxYRuAmjU6sDITUjav8e2iZO86BmPSlsYMi3N8vjXAmkLPB0MV-gDMzvXCgvab3oyn_PeX0pl4gg2rQcFNRT8-l6LHjTvO-duLr5f5CC/s1600-h/DSC_0819.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NaRGFLvDTl7vOm5Gy1nVTam-C4HsDGJY-NfsSxYRuAmjU6sDITUjav8e2iZO86BmPSlsYMi3N8vjXAmkLPB0MV-gDMzvXCgvab3oyn_PeX0pl4gg2rQcFNRT8-l6LHjTvO-duLr5f5CC/s320/DSC_0819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398253454541282722" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My cute little monkey! </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEE5TQjziuMvwPM-tB494-FcIW18ovY6IMcQl9AN5Cx39poTrKWK28Fe5wv4k8cdBj8muhBy-WcvOSmMHQbY8if3b0Rcoa3YSlETNNm_sgOxMWiGMlTRJRGljjlE_JCY4NIrUzDCx7L7R_/s1600-h/DSC_0812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEE5TQjziuMvwPM-tB494-FcIW18ovY6IMcQl9AN5Cx39poTrKWK28Fe5wv4k8cdBj8muhBy-WcvOSmMHQbY8if3b0Rcoa3YSlETNNm_sgOxMWiGMlTRJRGljjlE_JCY4NIrUzDCx7L7R_/s320/DSC_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398253446231144786" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1EI97CUspvpSGpELdmx2krEj-f6EAaWzTbIE4lQ3oWYAG_xREHUK4giNUW7yD-nzr9n3iTcU3ntrnfV9LdUS4LAXIQ0H_GW70CKgIMEgodle9r3Rsf6eiDR2nluPBgr96F5amn7OClXNy/s1600-h/DSC_0809.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1EI97CUspvpSGpELdmx2krEj-f6EAaWzTbIE4lQ3oWYAG_xREHUK4giNUW7yD-nzr9n3iTcU3ntrnfV9LdUS4LAXIQ0H_GW70CKgIMEgodle9r3Rsf6eiDR2nluPBgr96F5amn7OClXNy/s320/DSC_0809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398253442646100626" /></a>People often tell me that my boys look alike(I don't really think so, as much0, so for fun I posted a picture of Elijah wearing the monkey costume when he was 21 months old. Tell me what you think! Do you think they look alike?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwSrvKpMPKD1tqKXfc5iofPwm237Ay9EgFZtAfteM9TFMtnmpOEu040ie8Js3P67CUUcTrmyCKu8GV68HR-Pxi4qFVPp6Z7V3l0bPoDoYMi4yfZpVpTQxTuLI9NmetJroRGc-HUkoJJARs/s1600-h/100_1836.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwSrvKpMPKD1tqKXfc5iofPwm237Ay9EgFZtAfteM9TFMtnmpOEu040ie8Js3P67CUUcTrmyCKu8GV68HR-Pxi4qFVPp6Z7V3l0bPoDoYMi4yfZpVpTQxTuLI9NmetJroRGc-HUkoJJARs/s320/100_1836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398263416802769682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We attempted to play outside a couple nights ago as we do as often as possible. This has seemed to be an impossible feat as of late due to the rain or the massive amount of mosquitos. We only braved the bugs for a few minutes but our niece, Jaimee, found lots of snail shells and a few snails. The kids were VERY fascinated by them. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjei9wKDC-dN4mFpz639IP9Ou4jw5SnI6jHCF249YaSzZkWCntTMhakh4DkzamBXpffp4k1K4KCHHiGXKaBeEWxtHTHevLbSPuaXnFuzuEhphZlFX4XFqUyKTmo3ZfO3kUNdwIv5ZMtL-AQ/s1600-h/DSC_0834.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjei9wKDC-dN4mFpz639IP9Ou4jw5SnI6jHCF249YaSzZkWCntTMhakh4DkzamBXpffp4k1K4KCHHiGXKaBeEWxtHTHevLbSPuaXnFuzuEhphZlFX4XFqUyKTmo3ZfO3kUNdwIv5ZMtL-AQ/s320/DSC_0834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398263394119553906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle is REALLY into saying cheese and posing when I pull out the camera! Here is his latest pose along with his favorite buddy and cousin, Jocelyn.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQBXcX9hh-mr2ISMq3LV6Oxz7_YVk5LRad9dMYRkRG60Wve5GeIZOQsFsAOoVNYPqX1nFFUN5fDvvzGbmPKcf4F-lpHEpmMVk-pGDaN5oxGXE4z55_7E5-hWWdNTqbpnEOlUQuF6vKgwV6/s1600-h/DSC_0841.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQBXcX9hh-mr2ISMq3LV6Oxz7_YVk5LRad9dMYRkRG60Wve5GeIZOQsFsAOoVNYPqX1nFFUN5fDvvzGbmPKcf4F-lpHEpmMVk-pGDaN5oxGXE4z55_7E5-hWWdNTqbpnEOlUQuF6vKgwV6/s320/DSC_0841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398263403244243618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My Elijah is quite the character! I just love his little personality. . .or maybe I should say big personality! He also has an amazing memory! He sees or hears something once and we know we will hear about again at some point. Well, Elijah saw a commercial for a <a href="https://www.getsnuggie.com/flare/next">snuggie</a> several months ago. He said he wanted one(as he does EVERYTHING he sees) but I just passed it off and thought nothing more about it. Last night, Elijah got under the load of towels that I hadn't folded and said, "look Mommy, I'm pretending like I have a snuggie!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCk6QhxRW-0vhBIyhtyFQwWxT_nhD_4flgsWNXjLrzaFFIrB_Q1xtYBTE_mVeqvW_7idD8LZN-k1dXeefW05zgwAU7sHPGioxRDvrEqUU9XNL7z19oQDRKQQGOBt8z6HcVQgbh7SUKfoNI/s1600-h/DSC_0870.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCk6QhxRW-0vhBIyhtyFQwWxT_nhD_4flgsWNXjLrzaFFIrB_Q1xtYBTE_mVeqvW_7idD8LZN-k1dXeefW05zgwAU7sHPGioxRDvrEqUU9XNL7z19oQDRKQQGOBt8z6HcVQgbh7SUKfoNI/s320/DSC_0870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398263411329175954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-45194050530125199642009-10-24T20:29:00.001-07:002009-10-24T21:09:39.050-07:00This and That<div style="text-align: left;">I have been absolutely awful about taking pictures lately(except with my cellphone) and therefore have been absolutely awful about blogging!</div><div><div><br /></div><div>We have done some fun things over the last month and I thought many times about blogging but it just didn't happen. So, here is trying to get back in the swing of things!!</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Da7x_f4KCnCir4kSvGa0er4ItU7m6gNhttthiW7DWGXKWHNzoSLYU-FN_IJUgsY7_c_kMjMCb2CWM2D0Te7ByiRHAfA7AQ1JnD9aNptirHenf3gzI5kZ-1IPi2sx2ioHBtANT2vOaBXY/s1600-h/DSC_0787.JPG"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">I am a HUGE college football fan, especially the OU Sooners(not good since I am in Longhorn (yuck) country!). It has been a rough year for my beloved Sooners but I will watch and cheer for them regardless. I am also a Big 12 fan! I have finally found a Garzon guy that will watch football with me and cheer right along side me! </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here Kyle is cheering on Colorado during the Colorado/Texas game(yes, I realize that Texas won! And honestly, at this point in the year, I hope that Texas wins out and can hold their own with whichever SEC team makes it to the BCS championship! I am a Sooners fan first but will ALWAYS root for a Big 12 team over anyone else! So, if OU can't make it to the championship, then I just hope Texas can get there and play the ENTIRE four quarters!!!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNw_B8oBgHdXPmdhX2cxjw0xabGKCpElp-rVQxCKJUlVPsGZJF4Z9WzLd_XmOHcKpau_EofjIVOya0wifhblJeX6H602V6e_5DJbL-tU8bx4sHRIxokrTDRRj6tJJ5WwJMdMzaWfVZnQ-/s1600-h/DSC_0774.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNw_B8oBgHdXPmdhX2cxjw0xabGKCpElp-rVQxCKJUlVPsGZJF4Z9WzLd_XmOHcKpau_EofjIVOya0wifhblJeX6H602V6e_5DJbL-tU8bx4sHRIxokrTDRRj6tJJ5WwJMdMzaWfVZnQ-/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396378387443163970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Very excited when Colorado had a big play</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSmmC39CqPjjPzNKg7o94cmnBBiJKFpuDIo28NzSmv3cMXtQRKq31UcY4b6w3KSzIRZ6QfERpi7y6as-IDNeZwtSMow6eRaxjUbeR0eVqZmxiFiY8oQbDBYCNYKDtbPM21ifPryXjEgNxp/s1600-h/DSC_0782.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSmmC39CqPjjPzNKg7o94cmnBBiJKFpuDIo28NzSmv3cMXtQRKq31UcY4b6w3KSzIRZ6QfERpi7y6as-IDNeZwtSMow6eRaxjUbeR0eVqZmxiFiY8oQbDBYCNYKDtbPM21ifPryXjEgNxp/s320/DSC_0782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396378398618580866" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Anxiously awaiting to see if Colorado could score that touchdown</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmJmhxwhLO9mUgCHWTYPhbSHweEOToQZ3zTFylGTjC-YzI6BkT3fvxEAgWaTa5yDY90DRQ5I4UUZlTdFOb7AdG7H9zpviBr-gxdUhFRYTxzgY8MUoSu5J9XWoCJwCtf9G_AedDyF0VzoL/s1600-h/DSC_0778.JPG"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmJmhxwhLO9mUgCHWTYPhbSHweEOToQZ3zTFylGTjC-YzI6BkT3fvxEAgWaTa5yDY90DRQ5I4UUZlTdFOb7AdG7H9zpviBr-gxdUhFRYTxzgY8MUoSu5J9XWoCJwCtf9G_AedDyF0VzoL/s1600-h/DSC_0778.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: 320px; height: 213px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPmJmhxwhLO9mUgCHWTYPhbSHweEOToQZ3zTFylGTjC-YzI6BkT3fvxEAgWaTa5yDY90DRQ5I4UUZlTdFOb7AdG7H9zpviBr-gxdUhFRYTxzgY8MUoSu5J9XWoCJwCtf9G_AedDyF0VzoL/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396378392976681026" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish you could see his face but he was VERY excited they scored! </div><div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfDwyNleMy4qPk7hWBNL6spwbvCBi5zlA6zfjbHCAly5fWVrMLpABJdMdqjUG_uQK_qf2zK2xDqTqKqnBLt38AtaBrPYlhXQxa0MuX5QwLyhO5G-C3Ik7OK8pZBxXlWAdE-XjaFQVaMTL/s1600-h/DSC_0785.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfDwyNleMy4qPk7hWBNL6spwbvCBi5zlA6zfjbHCAly5fWVrMLpABJdMdqjUG_uQK_qf2zK2xDqTqKqnBLt38AtaBrPYlhXQxa0MuX5QwLyhO5G-C3Ik7OK8pZBxXlWAdE-XjaFQVaMTL/s320/DSC_0785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396381081808392258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I am pretty sure that Elijah has at least 30 funny sleeping pictures. This one isn't really unusual unless you look at his feet. I know they look like house-shoes but they are actually the covers to Kyle's armrests on his carseat. Elijah calls them his Sonic(the hedgehog) shoes! He REFUSED to take them off that night! </div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Da7x_f4KCnCir4kSvGa0er4ItU7m6gNhttthiW7DWGXKWHNzoSLYU-FN_IJUgsY7_c_kMjMCb2CWM2D0Te7ByiRHAfA7AQ1JnD9aNptirHenf3gzI5kZ-1IPi2sx2ioHBtANT2vOaBXY/s1600-h/DSC_0787.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Da7x_f4KCnCir4kSvGa0er4ItU7m6gNhttthiW7DWGXKWHNzoSLYU-FN_IJUgsY7_c_kMjMCb2CWM2D0Te7ByiRHAfA7AQ1JnD9aNptirHenf3gzI5kZ-1IPi2sx2ioHBtANT2vOaBXY/s320/DSC_0787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396378410760784498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Elijah and Kyle have become best buddies over the last couple weeks! They play often and actually pretty well together! This makes my heart happy! Kyle has started talking quite a bit more and every time he says something new, Elijah looks at me and says "Mommy, he can TALK!" </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here the boys are playing a game together on my phone</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtsplEYSIx2LWu-LQ9dBamRxztoi5SCMfbxTu73FfRWCNqADrSKbP2UKPmJEkNn2tGjB89f3uhyYlXGFEO6ybSl-Rrran3xklTobn_UitE5gYUSmr0But30QxGeKqCQYe_lSdaotN6J8YN/s1600-h/DSC_0792.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtsplEYSIx2LWu-LQ9dBamRxztoi5SCMfbxTu73FfRWCNqADrSKbP2UKPmJEkNn2tGjB89f3uhyYlXGFEO6ybSl-Rrran3xklTobn_UitE5gYUSmr0But30QxGeKqCQYe_lSdaotN6J8YN/s320/DSC_0792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396380782632909138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div></div></div></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-88594781236435402542009-10-04T20:28:00.000-07:002009-10-04T21:06:08.877-07:00A Reflection. . .<div style="text-align: left;">This post, as most of them are I suppose, is for me more than anything else. Do you ever have those days when you feel like everything is going wrong? When is seems like all the stress in the world is on your shoulders? When you feel like your children did nothing right all day and everything that came out of your mouth was no, time-out, or loudly saying their names? I have had those kinds of days for the last couple of days. I know a lot, if not all, of this is because of the stressful situation we are in as a family. However, I honestly think that I "yelled" at the boys more in the last couple of days than I have their entire lives. As I put them both to bed tonight, I realized (actually remembered) that I don't want to rush through their lives! I want to treasure each moment I have with them. . .each stage (even if it is a difficult one)! So, in honor of that, here is a picture walk through each of my boys lives. . .a short picture walk that is! :)</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, January 2005</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHwZsMLCfG2Ipm8gg76WtMsQzTfHN7NSH8zCiqQD9yzxCNJqKuaswWysKXSUQZsU8aMLZq9yLlA-hnhTAzDi7zF5f8s6_RysnwRRIQU5FQa0sXCUd93PeHv_HHpon9ZMYBy4TIRe0B_iaB/s1600-h/014_14.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHwZsMLCfG2Ipm8gg76WtMsQzTfHN7NSH8zCiqQD9yzxCNJqKuaswWysKXSUQZsU8aMLZq9yLlA-hnhTAzDi7zF5f8s6_RysnwRRIQU5FQa0sXCUd93PeHv_HHpon9ZMYBy4TIRe0B_iaB/s320/014_14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955568883922146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, January 2006</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRW7AbZfq4kWlBsNsjh2_QAgHTwdhbGJfaIZOdzDWkFyldb6rrwKj8UGwvl62mwBFjDd2SdYqUk1s7Ry0oq6KznoVudEUnKJrBVIPvwO84eQz1QTOpYa8VRwy7V21dT-0H90g9n3SXZjBa/s1600-h/100_1303.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRW7AbZfq4kWlBsNsjh2_QAgHTwdhbGJfaIZOdzDWkFyldb6rrwKj8UGwvl62mwBFjDd2SdYqUk1s7Ry0oq6KznoVudEUnKJrBVIPvwO84eQz1QTOpYa8VRwy7V21dT-0H90g9n3SXZjBa/s320/100_1303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955578349088354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, January 2007</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz2LfcIKWAWduKZN-kROG1G8DKS4nG8EbxD-2qMnK5r7UT4H4jcY9Vgh9gl3z8licAJiTWWu_o1u8cCXQjb8KCrbXjVw44skscef0aOC0T6nn5Cjjonq6wYg52jR1okkO4nnsNdXqStcSb/s1600-h/100_1968.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz2LfcIKWAWduKZN-kROG1G8DKS4nG8EbxD-2qMnK5r7UT4H4jcY9Vgh9gl3z8licAJiTWWu_o1u8cCXQjb8KCrbXjVw44skscef0aOC0T6nn5Cjjonq6wYg52jR1okkO4nnsNdXqStcSb/s320/100_1968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955586711162658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, January 2008</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlx0vp_pvA-Effn2Bd_fsavOhJIo0x97VBiz8ikD-lSGvg_T5QtbLdNwPZy2O4E0nQfNyjpwFszEEfBuimxvZoI5eoHb30NFAUa7I4d9lHpHtsSeh8dt7p5KLEc6P-7BGHBuOksKZfB9T/s1600-h/100_2363.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlx0vp_pvA-Effn2Bd_fsavOhJIo0x97VBiz8ikD-lSGvg_T5QtbLdNwPZy2O4E0nQfNyjpwFszEEfBuimxvZoI5eoHb30NFAUa7I4d9lHpHtsSeh8dt7p5KLEc6P-7BGHBuOksKZfB9T/s320/100_2363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955597833755202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle Brooks, January 2008</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUhk3RoQAmI19bow5ehauJjQsbuB866fxLlElVV9jkp4R_V6jmxBhs7TdqlC9NLUY7Qj0yyUnGc7jm8KJui8Pg9yjptEL-qKI1bipICafgBAUZfnuaGAaMUIDgaJ-5AYDnOGrmLpxpbD3/s1600-h/100_2337.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUhk3RoQAmI19bow5ehauJjQsbuB866fxLlElVV9jkp4R_V6jmxBhs7TdqlC9NLUY7Qj0yyUnGc7jm8KJui8Pg9yjptEL-qKI1bipICafgBAUZfnuaGAaMUIDgaJ-5AYDnOGrmLpxpbD3/s320/100_2337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388955591036303362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, January 2009</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3ugPIFEJ_VNbFhyphenhyphen2b6T36Bw78fTY_RXaA-illoEiDMrudVG7zMnJy072nUOzLJbTEtB8IBgr6WTLn9hKlJGInQLspyYZhP0FLfMEN8gIVlf54tTLECHCwIAcEeCHXDIBx7BnF5T4Nz__/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3ugPIFEJ_VNbFhyphenhyphen2b6T36Bw78fTY_RXaA-illoEiDMrudVG7zMnJy072nUOzLJbTEtB8IBgr6WTLn9hKlJGInQLspyYZhP0FLfMEN8gIVlf54tTLECHCwIAcEeCHXDIBx7BnF5T4Nz__/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958751945296530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle Brooks, January 2009</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoCu8ZJu0Rl0EBtRPsgOO7dA4JjGrbM-NREEatbhtpJZRGUOQiyqccUVaBRctUlY2TO5REUfQR3Kh5rlMdZd8NcJSsbQjCiCiUxOBm57bbi7FGI7yb4Uqrjo9t7JKJ2-vUUaIQJ-_GnEl/s1600-h/DSC_0128.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoCu8ZJu0Rl0EBtRPsgOO7dA4JjGrbM-NREEatbhtpJZRGUOQiyqccUVaBRctUlY2TO5REUfQR3Kh5rlMdZd8NcJSsbQjCiCiUxOBm57bbi7FGI7yb4Uqrjo9t7JKJ2-vUUaIQJ-_GnEl/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958727360712050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah Mikal, now (with his buddy, Aidan, at Austin Park and Pizza)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJLX_t3BOz6npVbP9gf7xC-f5LEJ9UuyKKvmy0eBUg3CzydLeTJ4l8brOsQyPH6vH_6gygpUmhtjnFwmxEJZqmLTQjXhtlF4w19yt7pQG5cjj2_meiVixl7StJSnoAL6Yob_nPKyyWYh_/s1600-h/DSC_0679.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNJLX_t3BOz6npVbP9gf7xC-f5LEJ9UuyKKvmy0eBUg3CzydLeTJ4l8brOsQyPH6vH_6gygpUmhtjnFwmxEJZqmLTQjXhtlF4w19yt7pQG5cjj2_meiVixl7StJSnoAL6Yob_nPKyyWYh_/s320/DSC_0679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958763655224434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle Brooks, NOW (with his new cheesy grin)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9tl5tyru5zbfdUtL6eiAvlfnOSAvBM45VVT5GHUkZEFLVgQVXubKgAsGxbZE_evEcdDXg4DWWQ8gHCo1Mn6HxQNDu0MBqG_hRDbaH3HQPS5RU1cptWkNl4f10iJTEDkwp6vfb5SJ-KlP3/s1600-h/DSC_0546.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9tl5tyru5zbfdUtL6eiAvlfnOSAvBM45VVT5GHUkZEFLVgQVXubKgAsGxbZE_evEcdDXg4DWWQ8gHCo1Mn6HxQNDu0MBqG_hRDbaH3HQPS5RU1cptWkNl4f10iJTEDkwp6vfb5SJ-KlP3/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388958754784575874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">And as an extra. . . Kyle on his first day of Mother's Day Out</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllSbIl_MU0nI6_C0ImjmoFBhtXsm_Dibc9uWtwzDr0tpvQmugzYpbL2DymHY5TJG412v4GQaHa0-8L4tdXZ9W3Xx8-lbI1Jbj4iPUJAeqUCi2hynKfzbFgLzSwWmhdv0kyYnKIRCaBLXU/s1600-h/DSC_0693.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllSbIl_MU0nI6_C0ImjmoFBhtXsm_Dibc9uWtwzDr0tpvQmugzYpbL2DymHY5TJG412v4GQaHa0-8L4tdXZ9W3Xx8-lbI1Jbj4iPUJAeqUCi2hynKfzbFgLzSwWmhdv0kyYnKIRCaBLXU/s320/DSC_0693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959566398537602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">When I look at each one of these pictures, so many memories come flooding back. . . </div></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-16461620065338795542009-09-08T10:39:00.000-07:002009-09-08T11:19:12.068-07:00Taylor<div style="text-align: left;">Thursday will mark our third week here in Taylor. It has been a crazy, hectic, wild three weeks but we are settling in and developing a routine. We all seem to be adjusting pretty well. The boys are loving being around Popo and Grandma and Tia Jaime and Tia Stef and of course their cousins.</div><div><br />We enrolled Elijah in pre-k here in Taylor. This has been Elijah's first experience with public school. He went to Polk Street in Amarillo for the last two years and had the same teacher(she moved up with them) so this has been completely different. He seems to like school ok but is still trying to adjust to his non-bankers hours. He has to be at school at 7:45 which makes every morning a challenge for both of us! </div><div><br /></div><div>These are a couple of pictures of him on the first day of school.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMWN8jcJloBjonImAR5EOvJfb6c7tNGiKFrul57S1JGQCEm69foJMAHpis7d_Cl94Pxf-SkSNsAtuonyBbatoBGlSG6pKdKban3wOe5-yw4Zkihl28OblGpIk8YHkMYmZTr8__2Ftt8XQ/s1600-h/DSC_0353.JPG"><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/AVvXsEixMWN8jcJloBjonImAR5EOvJfb6c7tNGiKFrul57S1JGQCEm69foJMAHpis7d_Cl94Pxf-SkSNsAtuonyBbatoBGlSG6pKdKban3wOe5-yw4Zkihl28OblGpIk8YHkMYmZTr8__2Ftt8XQ/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154711999645730" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_pnjqTWzxXvz3g19lrYhig4Y545g4h8xvjYtA1wePPaYXv94YW5cy232b6_TlOJrwHedR48CX4oAl4jxLWWdpjZoFH1GUAYqYFdhRyPIq2skfbysdbKl1jHFeeotbxy7a3IYKNlc7nDxU/s1600-h/DSC_0350.JPG"><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/AVvXsEh_pnjqTWzxXvz3g19lrYhig4Y545g4h8xvjYtA1wePPaYXv94YW5cy232b6_TlOJrwHedR48CX4oAl4jxLWWdpjZoFH1GUAYqYFdhRyPIq2skfbysdbKl1jHFeeotbxy7a3IYKNlc7nDxU/s320/DSC_0350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154701699766626" /></a><br /></div><div>Ricky is currently working at Banana Republic at the nearby outlet mall (yes that means GOOD discounts on already discounted clothes). He is in the process of getting on with a security company that his cousin works for. This job will pay more and give him more hours. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtK9H9te0L6jk61hF45SY9xNJKcCT35XsOT51nMrsBTc_C1DJ2tDSHa_SpEb1Cp1-fZ4ZfvkeH_4HWPkL-VUT3nyLCp624loVrQqwuC7nsbtl_xaBnwy4kWj-6lWGiuNoQoWHGm7EJnaQ/s1600-h/DSC_0490.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtK9H9te0L6jk61hF45SY9xNJKcCT35XsOT51nMrsBTc_C1DJ2tDSHa_SpEb1Cp1-fZ4ZfvkeH_4HWPkL-VUT3nyLCp624loVrQqwuC7nsbtl_xaBnwy4kWj-6lWGiuNoQoWHGm7EJnaQ/s320/DSC_0490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379155363379097602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We had the opportunity to visit our future home a a couple weeks ago. Ricky, Kyle, and I(Elijah was in school) headed to Schertz/Cibalo to meet<a href="http://www.zakwhite.com/"> Zak White</a> and his lovely wife <a href="http://www.cadillacmama.com/">Amber</a> along with their adorable little guy, Couper. Seeing the area and hearing how God is already moving through <a href="http://www.revyourlife.com/">Revolution Church</a> made us that much more excited to be there and "get started". However, we know that this has to wait a bit longer. We are anxiously awaiting the day we get to pack up and make our home in Schertz/Cibalo. This past weekend, we got to attend The Connection Church in Kyle, Texas(I am pretty sure EVERYONE we met made a comment about our Kyle's name! haha) where Zak was preaching. It was a great experience and again just made us that much more excited for what God is doing and that we get to be a part of it! </div><div><br /></div><div>We are trying our hardest to enjoy every moment here with family! I know my boys will look back and treasure this time, as will I! Elijah wakes up asking when he gets to see "his" Jonah and goes to bed asking the same thing. I just had to add a couple pictures of the kids playing! :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgji0CggV7ECi-FejvbJAz_BC_RfcYvVcdkZbOGJ2wSGD-kZhicFRH0LcWjm8NR2cmOPhkl9ZVG53F72jR8F6U0vEUfyJMJRRHJRLTxScIAMIAS2zmHu2v0hfxO2KEre460hvpo-ShxH0o1/s1600-h/DSC_0361.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgji0CggV7ECi-FejvbJAz_BC_RfcYvVcdkZbOGJ2wSGD-kZhicFRH0LcWjm8NR2cmOPhkl9ZVG53F72jR8F6U0vEUfyJMJRRHJRLTxScIAMIAS2zmHu2v0hfxO2KEre460hvpo-ShxH0o1/s320/DSC_0361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154719738108802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle and Jocelyn. Jocelyn is 10 months older than Kyle but you can't tell from looking. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIAwwyBG-uYue_gbiHYE9aFcDkc6cLy8UwmwG1kIkh2ya_YIFbobmmCrjIQWGzMP4TD6E1L1OH-DcKRO1qypEf_2ZijcoXQq_e51QS0uHR_51kCnhkNsU2Wrx4bVRlmRMwvNIPcK8Yvc6/s1600-h/DSC_0372.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgIAwwyBG-uYue_gbiHYE9aFcDkc6cLy8UwmwG1kIkh2ya_YIFbobmmCrjIQWGzMP4TD6E1L1OH-DcKRO1qypEf_2ZijcoXQq_e51QS0uHR_51kCnhkNsU2Wrx4bVRlmRMwvNIPcK8Yvc6/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154727934731986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a>This isn't the greatest picture but if you click on it, you can see his combined look of fear and determination. He was so scared but his Jonah had climbed this so he was going to as well! And, he DID! </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/AVvXsEhNk8qgwRA72wc7H17Y8KqwpHdyLPg7E-YhXJaNUYBGWnYrQW-xE279HfMzw8INKcbiVSkk2mO3Parkrd-G6dcug1gMxt4nRw2Sn98JN6NWBpN8pph9SZxLj2s9e69jna7s_3IGmVlFNXdX/s1600-h/DSC_0465.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNk8qgwRA72wc7H17Y8KqwpHdyLPg7E-YhXJaNUYBGWnYrQW-xE279HfMzw8INKcbiVSkk2mO3Parkrd-G6dcug1gMxt4nRw2Sn98JN6NWBpN8pph9SZxLj2s9e69jna7s_3IGmVlFNXdX/s320/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379155343488676690" style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">For some reason, this is how my sweet Kyle smiles when I say cheese!! haha</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/AVvXsEhBncMJD-6_jjExP41L1OQW_yf5M800QpdHCCPN-_6sM7BuFjymeODYre4UjC2c6wXCzYOEC_tYqWbyjY5LGElBrTiucsAzwBOs85nw4m_zgFnkrpS1_esmw0Yqwe2UKQQOjhFRX9VV65s6/s1600-h/DSC_0443.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBncMJD-6_jjExP41L1OQW_yf5M800QpdHCCPN-_6sM7BuFjymeODYre4UjC2c6wXCzYOEC_tYqWbyjY5LGElBrTiucsAzwBOs85nw4m_zgFnkrpS1_esmw0Yqwe2UKQQOjhFRX9VV65s6/s320/DSC_0443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379154732306340130" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah and his Jonah</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ourlm2ctucLRee2u6H-zEPsSLy4q4fyEcErRxhWbA-xg342yeqd7C1NWr4P9k8nBFQc0ZaZs8kBL6PoyrfkFjTm5PBVu5nskNXuuLJt6gMoDK0xUKCjtkvRFrYV-zpZSlUkjpgtKYY3l/s1600-h/DSC_0469.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9ourlm2ctucLRee2u6H-zEPsSLy4q4fyEcErRxhWbA-xg342yeqd7C1NWr4P9k8nBFQc0ZaZs8kBL6PoyrfkFjTm5PBVu5nskNXuuLJt6gMoDK0xUKCjtkvRFrYV-zpZSlUkjpgtKYY3l/s320/DSC_0469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379155349387158434" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The boys again. This picture is to set up the next picture! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandma decided to bring fudge pops to the park for the kids. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTEJjhhyphenhyphenFiJI8baU2ElazLfNzSjuU_u7m4O4fmDi99uihk0a-BRN04-DW99_leu6CkE9BEFjNPSpyOwB-KSygO7oVxX_FuZjYK5EVvPDx4GwKHAoLmL7pQh2Y11gtJdb1pQBRzzaMo0SP/s1600-h/DSC_0477.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTEJjhhyphenhyphenFiJI8baU2ElazLfNzSjuU_u7m4O4fmDi99uihk0a-BRN04-DW99_leu6CkE9BEFjNPSpyOwB-KSygO7oVxX_FuZjYK5EVvPDx4GwKHAoLmL7pQh2Y11gtJdb1pQBRzzaMo0SP/s320/DSC_0477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379155359721371506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes I wish I could look like this and people wouldn't say a word to me! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;">He is feeding the ducks. And of course, I think HE ate as much bread as he threw to them! Silly boy! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">For fun, here are some of the things I have learned about living in Central Texas!</div><br />#1 Instead of taking a rain jacket to a Friday night football game in early September, an<br /><div><div> umbrella does the job MUCH better</div><div><br /></div><div>#2 People do not slow down here. . .there are no down times. . .it is always GO, GO, GO</div><div><br /></div><div>#3 Taylor schools have some WEIRD policies</div><div><br /></div><div>#4 Running is so much easier down here! </div><div><br /></div><div>#5 It is not fun to live in Taylor, Texas on a Saturday when my beloved Sooners lose and the</div><div> Longhorns win!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-87595956082424314072009-08-10T19:37:00.000-07:002009-08-10T20:33:44.041-07:00The Garzon's are. . .Ricky and I along with the boys have been in what I have called "a time of transition" for over a year. Back in the spring of 2008, Ricky stepped down as the youth pastor at the church we were serving in at the time. He did this with the plan of getting a full time job and continuing to lead worship at said church. However, this plan(as most of OUR plans) did not work out. He continued to apply for job after job and while many things seemed promising. . . nothing seemed to work out. After what seemed like an eternity some days, Ricky found a job and I continued to teach. We both knew that this was not our calling and were constantly seeking where we were supposed to be and what we were supposed to be doing. We had some really rough days throughout this time but one thing that this time did was bring us unbelievably closer! For months, I have known that the calling on my life right now is to be at home with Elijah(when he isn't at school) and Kyle. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE teaching and will miss it immensely but for NOW my place is to be at home with my babies. This was a scary thing to realize as my teaching salary was the major source of income for our family. I shared this with Ricky often and after much prayer we both knew that I needed to not sign my contract for the 2009-2010 school year. This meant at of the end of August we would not have that major source of income. While this was an extremely scary thing, I was excited beyond belief to be a stay-at-home-mom but more importantly to see what the Lord did in our lives. Meanwhile, Ricky has been applying and applying and applying at churches. . . . If you are unfamiliar with this process. . .lets just say it isn't always easy. As with most jobs, the waiting is the hardest. After finding out that Ricky was the runner up candidate for two different jobs, we were getting a little heart broken. We were scared, nervous, anxious, all the typical emotions when your future is uncertain. At this point we knew what we had to do. . .we had to have faith that the Lord we love would take care of us just as He has promised us He would. In June, Ricky and I began doing something we have never done as a married couple (although we should have been doing all along). . .we began reading the Word and praying together nightly. Our faith has grown leaps and bounds and we fall more in love with Jesus together as a couple every night. That hour has become the sweetest of the 24 each day for me. I look forward to sharing my love of the Father with the earthly man that I love the most. We began to truly pray for our future. We asked that the Lord would open the doors that He wanted us to walk through and close the ones He didn't. I could tell you some truly amazing stories about how He did this! We have just watched in amazement this summer as the Lord began to reveal His plan for our lives. We were not always patient and we did not always have the faith that we should have but we continued to be there for each other and continued to seek the Lord's heart. So, all that being said. . .we are MOVING!!!! :) God has orchestrated some truly amazing things and we are ecstatic for our future! <div><br /></div><div>We will be loading up and pulling out of Amarillo on August 22nd. We will be moving to Taylor, Texas with Ricky's parents during our next "transition" time! They have graciously agreed to allow us to stay with them for an extended time. Ready for the best part? We will be moving to the San Antonio area as soon as we can!! We are going to be a part of an amazing church plant called <a href="http://www.revyourlife.com/">Revolution Church</a> in the Shertz/Cibalo area. We are excited beyond belief that God has chosen us to be involved with this! The church will begin weekly services at the end of January 2010. However, there is much to do in the mean time. </div><div><br /></div><div>While we are excited about what the Lord is doing there is still some fear and anxiousness that creeps in. We would covet your prayers for our family! Here are some specific areas:</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*That our boys would handle this not one but two moves with ease. Elijah is our biggest</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> concern as he is dependent on consistency. Which is why we have decided to enroll</div><div> him in pre-school while we are in Taylor. (and the way this has all worked out is</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> another amazing story)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*After many months, we have decided to rent our house here in Amarillo rather than sell. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> Please pray that God would send us a person/family to rent our house.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*For Ricky to find a job in Taylor to provide for us before we can get to San Antonio.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*Pray for our relationships to continue to grow/develop with the Launch Team that is </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> already established for Revolution Church.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*That we can get moved and settled in San Antonio swiftly.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>*Please pray for Revolution Church in general as well as Zak White the pastor. </div><div><br /></div><div>What would a blog be without a picture. . .our amazing friend Kara Mercer took pictures of us this summer. Here is one of our family pics. . . </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_xQnsw779S1OWAiBVlwbfkle4dgjm0ynb07YN778TJryC0T9Bo1L1iYcOIKuWplRGlrVrvBJaY1tN38_qzMaH-bk89NLxKEdDAP_beG-r1sqdtZLiHOgciynfMAz_nRIuH4Hl8JIWP69/s1600-h/6053_710977508378_16706393_41346458_5130585_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_xQnsw779S1OWAiBVlwbfkle4dgjm0ynb07YN778TJryC0T9Bo1L1iYcOIKuWplRGlrVrvBJaY1tN38_qzMaH-bk89NLxKEdDAP_beG-r1sqdtZLiHOgciynfMAz_nRIuH4Hl8JIWP69/s320/6053_710977508378_16706393_41346458_5130585_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368544131922397554" /></a>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120514301651771259.post-6084842972202257812009-07-27T14:52:00.001-07:002009-07-27T15:30:30.634-07:00Our First Camping Adventure Post 2<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Camping Trip continued. . . <br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle taking his afternoon nap outside and in the shade </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiIw8eZzV62xNoK16aKMXZckeynGE1RhpSmxexpgAimlxzN_gMmgDGxNEnKgVi5sQkSkckkmjGYTO2PXPXgDlPVW8-MODv517WRgin_nZ8ZZY4Vv6lo97k8JtH49C6Rb_vqCb-41Qpvj5n/s1600-h/DSC_0083.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiIw8eZzV62xNoK16aKMXZckeynGE1RhpSmxexpgAimlxzN_gMmgDGxNEnKgVi5sQkSkckkmjGYTO2PXPXgDlPVW8-MODv517WRgin_nZ8ZZY4Vv6lo97k8JtH49C6Rb_vqCb-41Qpvj5n/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363261756860671570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Breakfast</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxVAat5wHg39EsG2WU6EWE4ELOEREaQFsiUwmah4ytW1XVhgeO6_pD_PjSLH1xKeJA5rTECUe5PgwYvz-ZjYF1fVTgJPY_71FZ5KqyGRlg1rvxQ72wuiSraUVKkB5S1GmkcD2R1O0qUCyz/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxVAat5wHg39EsG2WU6EWE4ELOEREaQFsiUwmah4ytW1XVhgeO6_pD_PjSLH1xKeJA5rTECUe5PgwYvz-ZjYF1fVTgJPY_71FZ5KqyGRlg1rvxQ72wuiSraUVKkB5S1GmkcD2R1O0qUCyz/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363261749136846274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaH1nyBBTo1XqRgJkVFjYx2hhhHBT1WvV9WhSuNbZ4Jf7eW9a9HSxCoikSt_hvkJj3w5c23FQzHIFoY0XOpd-qDN2hsKhmUC19KIbo1dxgH1VuVSAYo01mol2H-JMbFDc7qeK1x4lUpYyg/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaH1nyBBTo1XqRgJkVFjYx2hhhHBT1WvV9WhSuNbZ4Jf7eW9a9HSxCoikSt_hvkJj3w5c23FQzHIFoY0XOpd-qDN2hsKhmUC19KIbo1dxgH1VuVSAYo01mol2H-JMbFDc7qeK1x4lUpYyg/s320/DSC_0077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363261740689621186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My Cousin Alex and Elijah riding the tube. . .he loved this which really surprised me</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6v2fbYKIWL81wKq5t-ZE5GVd2IuMkcAMxDHQs1tiW3V19zCblMimcxSDwkFCkB61UE-exKLp5ilYxE1x25xY2kIdtpg0j1PaR60NXOQF-XvF_TvV-rmOitaTJIxUdce8nKH38QD-GH2iJ/s1600-h/Alex+and+Elijah+.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6v2fbYKIWL81wKq5t-ZE5GVd2IuMkcAMxDHQs1tiW3V19zCblMimcxSDwkFCkB61UE-exKLp5ilYxE1x25xY2kIdtpg0j1PaR60NXOQF-XvF_TvV-rmOitaTJIxUdce8nKH38QD-GH2iJ/s320/Alex+and+Elijah+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363261739787081986" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah and I riding the tube. If you look closely, he is shooting webs! haha</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitwV3KKO9l3Zu6zCKjGnoinNzhvYBBQAhHk0SipgHi0HdMInPdt1a7XuhOQ5Qf1QYQwhCy8BLVXKO_GxiK_Nl6f3nbI7fi24A9gZqBGfFQ2gW6J3Tm5qq1TTycX7ZIhre3IP8D-Mzh1SGy/s1600-h/Elijah+and+Mommy+on+raft.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitwV3KKO9l3Zu6zCKjGnoinNzhvYBBQAhHk0SipgHi0HdMInPdt1a7XuhOQ5Qf1QYQwhCy8BLVXKO_GxiK_Nl6f3nbI7fi24A9gZqBGfFQ2gW6J3Tm5qq1TTycX7ZIhre3IP8D-Mzh1SGy/s320/Elijah+and+Mommy+on+raft.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363261760223168354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">One final boat ride Thursday evening. . . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandma and Kyle</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCP7tPEvluY229C1fj-CtRIVo79yuAJLugiRL54U_hcMYj8wvNz4h1y_Q9J0L1KtLNJVqhyfebmhCftHp4-MxikRB-_ljEWQ9PcMTEtwJMDcb7gZvulLtTexMNeO2lKdAcJyrsRxlupbAw/s1600-h/DSC_0110.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCP7tPEvluY229C1fj-CtRIVo79yuAJLugiRL54U_hcMYj8wvNz4h1y_Q9J0L1KtLNJVqhyfebmhCftHp4-MxikRB-_ljEWQ9PcMTEtwJMDcb7gZvulLtTexMNeO2lKdAcJyrsRxlupbAw/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263238909089042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLQwNcZV-PtUUMj26-AR7P04iaKRfOmIwt4eIw0yaZI2ljzip5hlO00yftAZFcO2tAwjGJObde-5LYvm29x2Iud6a3XyWe7ImqofYwt1P1jh_yfwzWaAUOeQU1icpMsOYoO7SbtIx86bC/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLQwNcZV-PtUUMj26-AR7P04iaKRfOmIwt4eIw0yaZI2ljzip5hlO00yftAZFcO2tAwjGJObde-5LYvm29x2Iud6a3XyWe7ImqofYwt1P1jh_yfwzWaAUOeQU1icpMsOYoO7SbtIx86bC/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa and Elijah. . .beginning of the ride</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLQwNcZV-PtUUMj26-AR7P04iaKRfOmIwt4eIw0yaZI2ljzip5hlO00yftAZFcO2tAwjGJObde-5LYvm29x2Iud6a3XyWe7ImqofYwt1P1jh_yfwzWaAUOeQU1icpMsOYoO7SbtIx86bC/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjLQwNcZV-PtUUMj26-AR7P04iaKRfOmIwt4eIw0yaZI2ljzip5hlO00yftAZFcO2tAwjGJObde-5LYvm29x2Iud6a3XyWe7ImqofYwt1P1jh_yfwzWaAUOeQU1icpMsOYoO7SbtIx86bC/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263237001160018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Uncle Tim and Kyle driving the boat</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxqe1pVyw_kVwKNuO3kv2I8-JfCgozyPqW2xt0K-b2Bj4vlG7dRnWnFda4JyZxoHcXwxDzoTW-eiW20BpqZgAvx-sKiZgTeL0_LuoPpNdOaDpUtkg_0IddPga2llAojZpGs9uNvB7QLoY/s1600-h/DSC_0130.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxqe1pVyw_kVwKNuO3kv2I8-JfCgozyPqW2xt0K-b2Bj4vlG7dRnWnFda4JyZxoHcXwxDzoTW-eiW20BpqZgAvx-sKiZgTeL0_LuoPpNdOaDpUtkg_0IddPga2llAojZpGs9uNvB7QLoY/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263252853619554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle LOVED driving! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2L4zmdAbvPIBaYe7OxXTaLMdVfa3TmjhoPSRGmqOaOMVP5IMWEh8-hPAm9o7zsIQ0GBiOB2fwtVauMmPIpkKu1Qva_oeFGrXvvwNbLiJZQISLVXIHGKLIs4c0MOSInN-mPEbDVCJuhEj/s1600-h/DSC_0118.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr2L4zmdAbvPIBaYe7OxXTaLMdVfa3TmjhoPSRGmqOaOMVP5IMWEh8-hPAm9o7zsIQ0GBiOB2fwtVauMmPIpkKu1Qva_oeFGrXvvwNbLiJZQISLVXIHGKLIs4c0MOSInN-mPEbDVCJuhEj/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263250761576658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah and Grandma . . .end of the ride! I think he fell asleep every time he road the boat. He even fell asleep with Alex on the tube at one point! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC5fkAm7gojWDA3IEElL7qaWAUJXChMN_E_Fk9Gbm7Euy8SzcVmHdatKbmMBxUFQOpYSltMoqVHNlxphqe6Qy6dS97Dwupv8UoB14F7KBNKQneTo89z3Uwa2NbgcF7CfKpOqh__cCme0c3/s1600-h/DSC_0140.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC5fkAm7gojWDA3IEElL7qaWAUJXChMN_E_Fk9Gbm7Euy8SzcVmHdatKbmMBxUFQOpYSltMoqVHNlxphqe6Qy6dS97Dwupv8UoB14F7KBNKQneTo89z3Uwa2NbgcF7CfKpOqh__cCme0c3/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363263257586967554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa took Kyle to the front of the boat for the ride back to camp. . . don't you love his new do?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwm1rodBVN1UAvIxRbDeZvqocZfzltPPrXLgrzsdPfBv1cf9gSb8GC7w7wI79CCPxVYqZITe8onpiwwe767tj0-AWxnmB8V0CUN-pJs_hhFhINIlRdkBeVyranpL0zwuvBQcKi68_geY_4/s1600-h/DSC_0145.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwm1rodBVN1UAvIxRbDeZvqocZfzltPPrXLgrzsdPfBv1cf9gSb8GC7w7wI79CCPxVYqZITe8onpiwwe767tj0-AWxnmB8V0CUN-pJs_hhFhINIlRdkBeVyranpL0zwuvBQcKi68_geY_4/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264975515966674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My cousin Christopher is a student at KU and didn't get to come out until Thursday evening. Elijah took a liking to him immediately! My cousin Kirsten, Christopher's sister, has a picture of Michael Phelps on her phone. Elijah and her were looking at the pictures a few minutes before Christopher arrived. We watch swimming whenever it is on T.V. so Elijah is very aware of who Michael Phelps is. When Christopher pulled up, Elijah said there he is!!! And ran and told Michael Phelps hello! So, Christopher is now lovingly referred to as Uncle Phelps by Elijah! :) Christopher is amazing with kids. They played and played! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgaWDzViS7bU2Z31lcfAAC0PNaAQW-zdlwb_FsB8HpXQsqJaru_5Zp2v59tmRYh4iADcjEBvWRdpo3ISiYE-vcRCiJ3Yly83Dyy4g2owszrqS8fgutQXiXl4nrgZ7zB5Mj3n6tWCXOkSX/s1600-h/DSC_0147.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgaWDzViS7bU2Z31lcfAAC0PNaAQW-zdlwb_FsB8HpXQsqJaru_5Zp2v59tmRYh4iADcjEBvWRdpo3ISiYE-vcRCiJ3Yly83Dyy4g2owszrqS8fgutQXiXl4nrgZ7zB5Mj3n6tWCXOkSX/s320/DSC_0147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264981792287970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My family loves pictures! My Mom has compiled an amazing scrapbook for my grandparents over the years. So, every time we are together (it seems) we take a grandkid line-up picture! Not as many of the cousins were able to attend this year but here we are! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">6 of the 17 Weis grandkids. . .in birth order(and no, I am not the oldest! there are 4 in front of me that weren't there but isn't it sad that I am the shortest?!?!)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kallie, Alex, Christopher, Addison, Kirsten, Austin </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxFzLijk9MmlLKZrtvJVKrsTJwswJois6uJbPJJnUb-mNUcr3J9MY5UlupP8g21_yBUweH_441dkqPESm2MtzjtH9XASaGxV5MjElUN1esq9rGgbaAKYmrZ3-IgTaGVikeEc9mS-IjfjZc/s1600-h/DSC_0152.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxFzLijk9MmlLKZrtvJVKrsTJwswJois6uJbPJJnUb-mNUcr3J9MY5UlupP8g21_yBUweH_441dkqPESm2MtzjtH9XASaGxV5MjElUN1esq9rGgbaAKYmrZ3-IgTaGVikeEc9mS-IjfjZc/s320/DSC_0152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264986113374594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Reynolds and Garzon families</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOahYCHGb9b6yM0nGZb7fYe9YtUaxFUEY67UnKd9tRbjGkdB-sh3akB6Ytn4WsU8lSDLY2bZwBRmKMcAQpl48HXxoEkomrXmvkmZXl5SdU7lm9vYzjByIL3q6pxRepfJR1qFj3LUdWrfbl/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOahYCHGb9b6yM0nGZb7fYe9YtUaxFUEY67UnKd9tRbjGkdB-sh3akB6Ytn4WsU8lSDLY2bZwBRmKMcAQpl48HXxoEkomrXmvkmZXl5SdU7lm9vYzjByIL3q6pxRepfJR1qFj3LUdWrfbl/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264987328037826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Elijah not long into the drive home. . . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjeR1paHSaLFFrLuwUQ05IaWhWSfO1a0aivxYUbccDw1Fko6rsup2UbDUXrBXyTSB2896gl7LTCeRZC8YAIvLQVlqOEwXpRYWv-Jy0LRsbqBH_gSWPGHBNAw0C2Cp0nyAzs0DRhghrhz6Z/s1600-h/DSC_0167.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjeR1paHSaLFFrLuwUQ05IaWhWSfO1a0aivxYUbccDw1Fko6rsup2UbDUXrBXyTSB2896gl7LTCeRZC8YAIvLQVlqOEwXpRYWv-Jy0LRsbqBH_gSWPGHBNAw0C2Cp0nyAzs0DRhghrhz6Z/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264992009573906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kyle at the same point in the drive. . . </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_yhJSt1usyKwpG8AUBMfnlSYK0BAQTIsAeg03w4wfo3fiazHlM7k4lDqZRG8TYABN4W5c2DHH6-yYGy_wCSmre36Dq3X3vDrqv35oH10uqslayyDdHZanFH9vrJ0vANe8MLoSSQtxzGV/s1600-h/DSC_0170.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_yhJSt1usyKwpG8AUBMfnlSYK0BAQTIsAeg03w4wfo3fiazHlM7k4lDqZRG8TYABN4W5c2DHH6-yYGy_wCSmre36Dq3X3vDrqv35oH10uqslayyDdHZanFH9vrJ0vANe8MLoSSQtxzGV/s320/DSC_0170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363266056884511858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We always eat more junk food on trips than normal. The boys enjoyed sharing a package of brite crawlers! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDKAuMHyuQQvUbizq79caeBaAzraEUN6CHI77n4xznBA3kk8s9j0YQeL0KTP0-5dd-xx0pw8z0n3ElagDzrQz3MgYfjxkS7xa7oPHemflTyS2UoIJ42TFc8fTfkW2K0L1Nr0IBOsEGQMDw/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDKAuMHyuQQvUbizq79caeBaAzraEUN6CHI77n4xznBA3kk8s9j0YQeL0KTP0-5dd-xx0pw8z0n3ElagDzrQz3MgYfjxkS7xa7oPHemflTyS2UoIJ42TFc8fTfkW2K0L1Nr0IBOsEGQMDw/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363266065097890546" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZh_aokQllUOBWD4pIi9zhR8CpLYvK00vbjGDE5N5HfqpKRhPRD2Gouvi2snlJaBfShFWA-FTCPOMzTRTbq87YfEKorI4sTs73kURLVjpFYuJZoAEcn0DmGzoM1Bg1GDGDAwbv091_ACO/s1600-h/DSC_0176.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZh_aokQllUOBWD4pIi9zhR8CpLYvK00vbjGDE5N5HfqpKRhPRD2Gouvi2snlJaBfShFWA-FTCPOMzTRTbq87YfEKorI4sTs73kURLVjpFYuJZoAEcn0DmGzoM1Bg1GDGDAwbv091_ACO/s320/DSC_0176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363266061737031106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">They thought this was a hilarious game!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYp3tUk5jUzcrB0hwsMHynAc14352lAh-SIqR8adyDR33Es_QoY4tWZ3-dm6wWQTLf8WBXtCzacnf34ZQQTuJWlA4dvgWTbUjrhwhwt8w3nMW6ti8ZfZXEGrMG-yb-5ercgJniclyPvaB/s1600-h/DSC_0182.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYp3tUk5jUzcrB0hwsMHynAc14352lAh-SIqR8adyDR33Es_QoY4tWZ3-dm6wWQTLf8WBXtCzacnf34ZQQTuJWlA4dvgWTbUjrhwhwt8w3nMW6ti8ZfZXEGrMG-yb-5ercgJniclyPvaB/s320/DSC_0182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363266072537138818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the way home, we stopped in OKC to eat at Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill. </div><div style="text-align: center;">(getting all 3 of my boys to look at the camera seems to be impossible!!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMUOz4e9KtjEtsv5BLmnO756H1gThT6mBe9REa12yqPc_SuQ_GQELiSvRETJyYyCtFMSjUrMvdrl18I4p7CVtJMburFH7bVmylYIybRhwVsVyNgwY0kkyHcdD1Nrkmtfa3mT1hyphenhypheneGjGm4/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaMUOz4e9KtjEtsv5BLmnO756H1gThT6mBe9REa12yqPc_SuQ_GQELiSvRETJyYyCtFMSjUrMvdrl18I4p7CVtJMburFH7bVmylYIybRhwVsVyNgwY0kkyHcdD1Nrkmtfa3mT1hyphenhypheneGjGm4/s320/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363266076083623698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We are anxious to attend the next Weis Family camping trip in 2011!!! :) </div>Kallie Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00381803684620984916noreply@blogger.com0