tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-341302102024-03-14T10:18:11.302-05:00Trombo TalesThe Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.comBlogger106125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-57728214590583651132011-09-07T14:09:00.001-05:002011-09-07T14:11:10.890-05:00Happy 3rd Birthday, my dear Hannah!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrH9h10tl3SwWtVIZSwNlgOW5n07In7PzfzjdRLiULTHQenmgiahqpXGilWYZ7v-csaN18dqZ9ZaWcYo5svFiIGiSE_pzg3X2DfMvs6sZwpnALKzWy7XwQjn5mrd93JC2tYQk/s1600/IMG_7792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"></span></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrH9h10tl3SwWtVIZSwNlgOW5n07In7PzfzjdRLiULTHQenmgiahqpXGilWYZ7v-csaN18dqZ9ZaWcYo5svFiIGiSE_pzg3X2DfMvs6sZwpnALKzWy7XwQjn5mrd93JC2tYQk/s1600/IMG_7792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTrH9h10tl3SwWtVIZSwNlgOW5n07In7PzfzjdRLiULTHQenmgiahqpXGilWYZ7v-csaN18dqZ9ZaWcYo5svFiIGiSE_pzg3X2DfMvs6sZwpnALKzWy7XwQjn5mrd93JC2tYQk/s320/IMG_7792.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /></a><br />
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It's been 3 years since the day you entered my life, and I have loved every moment of getting to know you, this beautiful person whom God created with such a rich, funny and caring personality. It amazes me to know all of YOU is bundled up in the little body of a 3 year old because you have a great big personality.<br />
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You constantly make us laugh, like the other day when Daddy had shaved his legs for his race and you said so sweetly as you caressed his soft skin, "Daddy, you are so beautiful." :) And then, when we took you to the zoo the day Chloe started preschool and all you wanted to see were the "Mangos" and the Tyrannosaurus Rex. And how you ask us over and over and over if we know what happened to Daniel and the Lions' Stand. Once recently, you saw me banging the ground with a garden tool trying to uproot a weed and you asked, "Mama? You spankin' dem ants?" You are so so so funny and you are so ready to laugh almost all of the time.<br />
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You are also very smart. You pick up on everything... when you choose to listen. A lot of times, you tune the world out and it's difficult not to get mad at you. I know you are not intentionally ignoring me but really absorbed into what you are doing in the moment. I wish I could see all the thoughts racing in your head in those moments. You've learned all of your ABC's but still get some of their sounds confused. And you know how to count to 18. You try so hard to know what Chloe knows, and when you don't, you are a good student for your big sister who teaches you with such patience. Not only does she teach you numbers and letters, but she teaches you how to do things and also about God and how He takes care of you. You remind us, but yourself even more, that He is always us and is watching over us. You do this especially when you are going somewhere where I will have to leave you, such as Sunday School or Gym class.<br />
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You are a little bit of a daredevil. You had staples in the back of your head this past year after you fell off the couch and hit your head on the coffee table. Though it happened 3 months ago, you still talk about it quite often. I think you loved that Daddy took you to the doctor then because you always mention it as if it were a special date. :) You still jump on the couch though... You also got on your bike and headed down the steep hill next to our house. You don't yet know how to use your breaks, and if the Lord had not brought a special person (who does not even live here!) to catch you at the bottom of the hill, we would probably still be dealing with the repercussions of that incident. The Lord proved to me that day that He has His hand on you and sees you. <br />
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Hannah, your sensitivity and caring spirit amaze me constantly. You exhibit such gentleness sometimes. You care for bugs so tenderly. Once I caught you closely watching an ant crawl up your arm. This is so drastically different than your sister. You just wanted to watch him and see him up close. You love animals just as much, but you are a little more timid around them because they are bigger. You are also so sweet and caring towards someone who is hurting or who is sick. You don't forget to check on them and ask how they are feeling without being prompted. You are very good at caring about others and not only having eyes for your own little world.<br />
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You and Chloe are so sweet together. I think you two are as close as you could be without being twins. Your daddy and I wanted for y'all to have this relationship and we foster it and encourage it because we know it will be so important through out life. Y'all have so much fun together and love each other well. You allow Chloe to have her way many times but you do it in a way as to not let her run all over you. So many of your qualities just amaze me because they seem far beyond your years.<br />
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I pray for you constantly, sweet Hannah, that the Lord would use these qualities to bring glory to Himself and that you would love Him so intimately. May the next year of growth and maturity be exciting for you as you spend less time with Chloe and find more of yourself. I am excited to continue to get to know you. I love you, little one!The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-48696928523663954572011-06-23T20:36:00.014-05:002011-06-23T22:13:04.238-05:00Kentucky in April<div style="text-align: center;">This is a LO-O-O-ONG overdue post that is very LO-O-O-ONG. In April, we took a road trip to my sister's house in KY for a week of vacation and for Easter. We had such a great time! It was very hard to leave, but we were glad that we weren't all tired of each other by the end of the 6 days. :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The very first night, we ended up all sleeping on the floor of the basement together for the last half of the night because the tornado sirens went off. We carried all the kids down first after waking them from deep sleep. Then, between sirens, Matt and Jon ran up two flights of stairs to get blankets and pillows and flash lights and water. They even hauled the air mattress that Matt and I were sleeping on. After getting all settled, around 3 am, we hear a hisssssssssssing and realize that our air mattress has a hole in it! Once again, we get up and rearrange ourselves and finally get a little sleep before the kids are up in the morning.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Most evenings, we herded the kids to bed and the adults (and Josh) played games. Since my sister's and my birthdays had just occurred, Matt had a spectacular idea of getting a cake for us to celebrate. He decided we needed a double-doozy cookie cake from Great American Cookie Company. I think the kids got one piece each the whole week and we adults (he-hem... Matt) ate the rest. It was super delicious! And a great way to end each day!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We introduced Joshua to his boy cousins; Jude and Brennan were very sweet with him...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaOupZihNkP8wMPNvPTrDam20BXmRxj5ht1JkstWOAnvGowNE_W1MriRW3q_2ysLXtz1yZextzBtIiusQn-xqny8wWd-BhAGuScQzyCdtqDSV5QkROXjesCFH1CjJ0zgRr2ap0/s1600/IMG_7565.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaOupZihNkP8wMPNvPTrDam20BXmRxj5ht1JkstWOAnvGowNE_W1MriRW3q_2ysLXtz1yZextzBtIiusQn-xqny8wWd-BhAGuScQzyCdtqDSV5QkROXjesCFH1CjJ0zgRr2ap0/s320/IMG_7565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621605282458079682" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKn43gmXLBIF1SCtPUbXVABo175t6fw3L2-0i9o6KcNxfOqcNA5BCNKHYF2cDdy6_7SRF8bZDuiqf__Qu9ogKg_45-ZOGcJPszq130pChLSqG7s1B2ViADs3kA-eb2N24nmuNi/s1600/IMG_7569.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKn43gmXLBIF1SCtPUbXVABo175t6fw3L2-0i9o6KcNxfOqcNA5BCNKHYF2cDdy6_7SRF8bZDuiqf__Qu9ogKg_45-ZOGcJPszq130pChLSqG7s1B2ViADs3kA-eb2N24nmuNi/s320/IMG_7569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621605275477815762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Tough stuff</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKn43gmXLBIF1SCtPUbXVABo175t6fw3L2-0i9o6KcNxfOqcNA5BCNKHYF2cDdy6_7SRF8bZDuiqf__Qu9ogKg_45-ZOGcJPszq130pChLSqG7s1B2ViADs3kA-eb2N24nmuNi/s1600/IMG_7569.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhifG0FgLXmx4kv9XjmHsAYM3ziAqhYsXczMwBjiDDI81xCEo2SMfmlOdRmEGJvUV02YpcPPFC0spse4Lp7rXWF54CtW_1ZeyN3JmzuyZuUS0esKc4wSAK9fLxuVXCur7S0gwiC/s1600/IMG_7573.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhifG0FgLXmx4kv9XjmHsAYM3ziAqhYsXczMwBjiDDI81xCEo2SMfmlOdRmEGJvUV02YpcPPFC0spse4Lp7rXWF54CtW_1ZeyN3JmzuyZuUS0esKc4wSAK9fLxuVXCur7S0gwiC/s320/IMG_7573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621605270731532018" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Josh: "Ohhhh, so <i>that's</i> how you look super cool!"</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">We played at a park that had an awesome dog park and a community vegetable garden where you could plant your own section and tend it and reap from it. Very cool! And because it rains A LOT there, the gardens do very well. Everything was so beautiful, lush and green! Of course, the cool weather was a plus also!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwftwcvvlalFnlij9j-WDrOrIPppDzUzR625Hr70DP6M7IsO83CwKW8jdPA3-oxOgKKHVC0U5itY5Ja7kRAVxaclJ6amgzhzsIbRW85CiIioldM_1ov0_oO6VvnNMIwtRjr7vn/s1600/IMG_7578.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwftwcvvlalFnlij9j-WDrOrIPppDzUzR625Hr70DP6M7IsO83CwKW8jdPA3-oxOgKKHVC0U5itY5Ja7kRAVxaclJ6amgzhzsIbRW85CiIioldM_1ov0_oO6VvnNMIwtRjr7vn/s320/IMG_7578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621605267506725874" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj94bGd-01m-ad6IEQYFfJq6kSrZim7WQ-JjZADx0M95BS3ABK-lldx9ndEXMNlTyRP7eoCLMuR7X3StiOjGtr9aPd2e2SnvPXU772HrZya0VVC0EaraHUOlg0qgi43TP1PdUzD/s1600/IMG_7582.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj94bGd-01m-ad6IEQYFfJq6kSrZim7WQ-JjZADx0M95BS3ABK-lldx9ndEXMNlTyRP7eoCLMuR7X3StiOjGtr9aPd2e2SnvPXU772HrZya0VVC0EaraHUOlg0qgi43TP1PdUzD/s320/IMG_7582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621604005702334546" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">My BIL, Jon, was able to be off for most of our time there, so we took advantage and drove to a forest to hike. We didn't do much hiking but it was still fun and the kids were still worn out.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Jon gets these ideas in his head; i think he and his boys are half animal...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63wBHYgvOqG077zAKwFazKQwG-VO0hZvqkFQiUkkDmcGW01tvk7RQ1zxGLyfzr35E8GyHXDEA7TvoJkt8hOLe1Nt7l3pIyCSAy1PgJYm4g-kgmXXFYQlLBFL7OJ-GxKmtDBQH/s1600/IMG_7585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj63wBHYgvOqG077zAKwFazKQwG-VO0hZvqkFQiUkkDmcGW01tvk7RQ1zxGLyfzr35E8GyHXDEA7TvoJkt8hOLe1Nt7l3pIyCSAy1PgJYm4g-kgmXXFYQlLBFL7OJ-GxKmtDBQH/s320/IMG_7585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621604000215552498" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78Ec-ttIyIC6rUezYkWljJImjP6ZbEt7MSlQ_czYq6GvVJDDxQeVFXAKkp5hzyqPpNqdUbtm-E0yWHxeNLLfG5-A9pTDaHrrcqW0up-8sUPgpvrEWknKILtYRouA5VXoB5oPj/s1600/IMG_7587.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78Ec-ttIyIC6rUezYkWljJImjP6ZbEt7MSlQ_czYq6GvVJDDxQeVFXAKkp5hzyqPpNqdUbtm-E0yWHxeNLLfG5-A9pTDaHrrcqW0up-8sUPgpvrEWknKILtYRouA5VXoB5oPj/s320/IMG_7587.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621603992888689858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jude: "My turn, Dad?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fnPocq84m2hvlIm_sA1VXSOYArU2b2rg3WXqGCElSOJeYGhr2c9LR2IVkFFfcXIJmqfOhyP5cVw5jpRswaGJ3K-vqZ0W8RJADMD4GMrJnD6JahFzX906YsTqxPvnpEam1fc6/s1600/IMG_7588.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0fnPocq84m2hvlIm_sA1VXSOYArU2b2rg3WXqGCElSOJeYGhr2c9LR2IVkFFfcXIJmqfOhyP5cVw5jpRswaGJ3K-vqZ0W8RJADMD4GMrJnD6JahFzX906YsTqxPvnpEam1fc6/s320/IMG_7588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621603992329449506" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSjKanb2sLF_Bz3lN_VxrYk_U1UoZWci0HsOeuuoqSncUjE4-r5l9IzIPyBI0ynZbRU_HUVBRcrEjEVD1D_ijzkC9rgZ1yqy8IhvxRSBNNFsmW7yMcqWWgUA8wlt5fyAA9pZAe/s1600/IMG_7591.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSjKanb2sLF_Bz3lN_VxrYk_U1UoZWci0HsOeuuoqSncUjE4-r5l9IzIPyBI0ynZbRU_HUVBRcrEjEVD1D_ijzkC9rgZ1yqy8IhvxRSBNNFsmW7yMcqWWgUA8wlt5fyAA9pZAe/s320/IMG_7591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621603984481868642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Can you spot the monkey in the tree?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NshrtG6gTQiHcu8EHWB9NIiAKktfqiA2Zldi2Jck1bbHScgB32gBNnFU0ObYwLx4VnNKiZlTjNv2UBdD4Vj1ArFdcYjpK9nIEWzossqjXmCElBXnxtUd0u5Mnug2Ox2yvQpi/s1600/IMG_7593.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3NshrtG6gTQiHcu8EHWB9NIiAKktfqiA2Zldi2Jck1bbHScgB32gBNnFU0ObYwLx4VnNKiZlTjNv2UBdD4Vj1ArFdcYjpK9nIEWzossqjXmCElBXnxtUd0u5Mnug2Ox2yvQpi/s320/IMG_7593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621602376765607714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Not sure what they're doing...</div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitAnbTfkbuRs-C9KAjP3tkjDpmYS0n6ziHEBbL4JQKy2a4l6S-iDg39KB7mmGovFhW7R6-e5NnUW48MTML5TVbxjQvgn1gHBmIO2u_Jq5AEsYfiP_FJ-NP3Y8d1T6ji8BOZE7i/s1600/IMG_7598.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitAnbTfkbuRs-C9KAjP3tkjDpmYS0n6ziHEBbL4JQKy2a4l6S-iDg39KB7mmGovFhW7R6-e5NnUW48MTML5TVbxjQvgn1gHBmIO2u_Jq5AEsYfiP_FJ-NP3Y8d1T6ji8BOZE7i/s320/IMG_7598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621602371889405106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">"Crouching tiger"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-RB4X_BRF2d5hUbWd42-AD85OPQUHwRhIpgJyRsnSip-qttmazvrnIDa57sEaEGJcAUn4nAq66fAt-j2truN2vFsf4-oJ93K_NvFHSSlq9q-3fcY151eVAx4_Umy2gw37DXDb/s1600/IMG_7605.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-RB4X_BRF2d5hUbWd42-AD85OPQUHwRhIpgJyRsnSip-qttmazvrnIDa57sEaEGJcAUn4nAq66fAt-j2truN2vFsf4-oJ93K_NvFHSSlq9q-3fcY151eVAx4_Umy2gw37DXDb/s320/IMG_7605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621602347948240258" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My Sista, Sally and her husband, Jon and boys, Jude & Brennan. I just love 'em so much! Sally is an inspiration to me as a wife, mom, friend, sister, person in general!! It says a lot that I look up to her since she is my youngest sister!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAfpMIH4XDqcOSkE0iZTwXPClEyekI11hyphenhyphen5FSMWOs5DKaSyxa3c28ijFH8XV8kEVTWhqm8kf3F30rmdlfrpuxwcGnWglegHwWQD4OXyDULd4w5KVMINuNaL_2ZFua_gCFtNqe/s1600/IMG_7607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBAfpMIH4XDqcOSkE0iZTwXPClEyekI11hyphenhyphen5FSMWOs5DKaSyxa3c28ijFH8XV8kEVTWhqm8kf3F30rmdlfrpuxwcGnWglegHwWQD4OXyDULd4w5KVMINuNaL_2ZFua_gCFtNqe/s320/IMG_7607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621602343761971906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF60aePXxNWKcvZHYLNYeQqguKlrtnRcA6LEyICMXCZ0VatDiE24vKcjhmCfLVBkzFfttEBugDyKgV_8Z4EJAIkPazoewP0sLgeVyd39E1sqb642qpT7ztZNK7ZJ0B3oEbAvSS/s1600/IMG_7610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF60aePXxNWKcvZHYLNYeQqguKlrtnRcA6LEyICMXCZ0VatDiE24vKcjhmCfLVBkzFfttEBugDyKgV_8Z4EJAIkPazoewP0sLgeVyd39E1sqb642qpT7ztZNK7ZJ0B3oEbAvSS/s320/IMG_7610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621602340606478034" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDl4C5MjmnTbaGb2W5Rm5Nsyg40B6YjAFC9xqU4ElZRNH9JJFRqpzYPrVvcZI-NwRQlfEZ9wQ8j8F0riRPtCz9bEXJEuQaI6wXZvP_rZAVT2QaqzJFPUNe8RwRdC-NyFX4IRz/s1600/IMG_7615.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkDl4C5MjmnTbaGb2W5Rm5Nsyg40B6YjAFC9xqU4ElZRNH9JJFRqpzYPrVvcZI-NwRQlfEZ9wQ8j8F0riRPtCz9bEXJEuQaI6wXZvP_rZAVT2QaqzJFPUNe8RwRdC-NyFX4IRz/s320/IMG_7615.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600641402218370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sal & Brennan</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAslgU55iw7Yv3Qx5aQGHzH0bCNW7VGyZo2EnbrsvgfL2-EcVSKip8g-Jpvrj3y8s3Um-cvJcezWMh7ZsNbj0cd2l5GfGrwngtsn3N-HrgymncIrxZ_MFXOCHuYbrZvbqq-JuT/s1600/IMG_7616.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAslgU55iw7Yv3Qx5aQGHzH0bCNW7VGyZo2EnbrsvgfL2-EcVSKip8g-Jpvrj3y8s3Um-cvJcezWMh7ZsNbj0cd2l5GfGrwngtsn3N-HrgymncIrxZ_MFXOCHuYbrZvbqq-JuT/s320/IMG_7616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600631131566082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">... & Jude</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs24DkfotG947pSgLnRFiy9JS8W_Rt0xwI5ZTFkW_WT1gpL5uns3rYCI60imUohbSRZNQtRRnQI2LDpRJ5ble4kFqOP65ha1C6LVM28NgJ1S9wrZWcD_bkLCFZKELQFvL1drN0/s1600/IMG_7623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs24DkfotG947pSgLnRFiy9JS8W_Rt0xwI5ZTFkW_WT1gpL5uns3rYCI60imUohbSRZNQtRRnQI2LDpRJ5ble4kFqOP65ha1C6LVM28NgJ1S9wrZWcD_bkLCFZKELQFvL1drN0/s320/IMG_7623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600629162875906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This boy cracks me up! He's posing! Ha!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3Ya7G4XF1FkRzg6BgEz3b-xRa930jFi27Q3OR7OIydLGkz4MsgTwX0SVUxuw3YLlHgz7ossK92oBbuoBcGZ0_pRfk2qax1bKg87KDDAZikxSM93z5vPtUgFWusBY2fv5FaMZ/s1600/IMG_7627.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3Ya7G4XF1FkRzg6BgEz3b-xRa930jFi27Q3OR7OIydLGkz4MsgTwX0SVUxuw3YLlHgz7ossK92oBbuoBcGZ0_pRfk2qax1bKg87KDDAZikxSM93z5vPtUgFWusBY2fv5FaMZ/s320/IMG_7627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600624592859842" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Goofy kids!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkQNMtRkjuqxqcCc0ahJcT9whR22JqJMdWnEYcJI5IQ1jupZ0mn5Yf8gYana7SsG4B_ECA81hy8V5RRKTDOh5YYdqaM3jfUTBixuJPchvbbSHGj4SI1dSIxixlcqaoEyrduiP/s1600/IMG_7628.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjkQNMtRkjuqxqcCc0ahJcT9whR22JqJMdWnEYcJI5IQ1jupZ0mn5Yf8gYana7SsG4B_ECA81hy8V5RRKTDOh5YYdqaM3jfUTBixuJPchvbbSHGj4SI1dSIxixlcqaoEyrduiP/s320/IMG_7628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600616311181602" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">...more tough stuff</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LetKzFBRcP1FlfqZYczURrdQWcC5efqS2xn32fa4PgLuCCKADiLqhJnerrnNDa756vo8_bSQ240TH8ysZKW8hUvtAj7qR-zhqnao-AmFubftnOrfIP6rJ8z34w_uzTRgDfRu/s1600/IMG_7630.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4LetKzFBRcP1FlfqZYczURrdQWcC5efqS2xn32fa4PgLuCCKADiLqhJnerrnNDa756vo8_bSQ240TH8ysZKW8hUvtAj7qR-zhqnao-AmFubftnOrfIP6rJ8z34w_uzTRgDfRu/s320/IMG_7630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599719757807202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">There's 4 years between us, almost to the day. I loved growing up with her. It's fun because there is just about the same difference in years between us as there is between Chloe and Josh. I remember trying to make her laugh as a baby; I remember just adoring her! She was a real life baby to play with! :) Now, she is one of my best friends.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;">Like I said, it rains A LOT in KY. We spent one morning at an indoor inflatable play-land. It's hard to get good pictures of people moving so there are aren't many.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZdAXw-lxfx5Jk1vc4gpMhbkcr-wAJYPBwU-jOEQWZM8ZfRdnXh7peZzQxgROw-b3aAViSUVxoOkArr_nRtnD4wMFCkn_wLeoGB8DdRFQxvSW_ern5bERL9opgG2Rwg6mQpCm/s1600/IMG_7651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZdAXw-lxfx5Jk1vc4gpMhbkcr-wAJYPBwU-jOEQWZM8ZfRdnXh7peZzQxgROw-b3aAViSUVxoOkArr_nRtnD4wMFCkn_wLeoGB8DdRFQxvSW_ern5bERL9opgG2Rwg6mQpCm/s320/IMG_7651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599717595631138" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;">Easter...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyaBTm6THcqwZXbJgZMFs8WLTy-Nhz79iSRXDrU_bnPT2oqA5om45Lk74ykUF6f3CnTh0R07gxCEWOJy1VDthkw6ivrmiDif-pZbq6pj4IbNhmPgfQCOOo_xcX2iMs1dbM5Yyw/s1600/IMG_7676.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyaBTm6THcqwZXbJgZMFs8WLTy-Nhz79iSRXDrU_bnPT2oqA5om45Lk74ykUF6f3CnTh0R07gxCEWOJy1VDthkw6ivrmiDif-pZbq6pj4IbNhmPgfQCOOo_xcX2iMs1dbM5Yyw/s320/IMG_7676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599712786282962" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is the best picture of the four of them. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah is imitating Sally, who was trying to get everyone to look up. :)</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZU8vwbqxxIhcRSyAVY2lz0mX9-3I7uVbaA20je07AEo4F663LBOkJwBnIFEUqIOnIyrDT7XTzun74jY3mPl9R4oEYURAnk8PHG1bSRk2-t9N4KcM9u7yUMNQbz5p5Zg-ShZ2e/s1600/IMG_7679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZU8vwbqxxIhcRSyAVY2lz0mX9-3I7uVbaA20je07AEo4F663LBOkJwBnIFEUqIOnIyrDT7XTzun74jY3mPl9R4oEYURAnk8PHG1bSRk2-t9N4KcM9u7yUMNQbz5p5Zg-ShZ2e/s320/IMG_7679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599709059477346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet brothers :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyJLWazFTiaTqmwnj1pAlmwwIlHjCJSb2ISQEFHr7uvMUVXdsECrGIuKqiBzK8m6dM9b6JQxyokVEHHmz6XrRrbYToXWVJEMQsRHQzbJ5bemmI-_q7Q2sYxAHFcRsYuxaDXPU/s1600/IMG_7683.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyJLWazFTiaTqmwnj1pAlmwwIlHjCJSb2ISQEFHr7uvMUVXdsECrGIuKqiBzK8m6dM9b6JQxyokVEHHmz6XrRrbYToXWVJEMQsRHQzbJ5bemmI-_q7Q2sYxAHFcRsYuxaDXPU/s320/IMG_7683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599705895010098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet Sisters :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikE4cC1t1Sh3EMw8Dm7v6Zk7HnS6uZxxKofj6K15tdIX0O6S5dNDlB7E9izSkWf4Auff0RlOKCBsFVrFDqhI6uBfxfa3X7IdIMpeJ5TuX1N5F8ip1oUxrNKPJvOMRma8e48MHs/s1600/IMG_7687.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL4-PccyZVRZM7Xn93Wtb9YJ0MBeinfR8ybZjqPqPMkgxWyIntJNBz5FbkCOi2jkhtglJiwQZrigE5DYbOeoDpUXYsIjgzY9hSrMjwEOdAtm2hGvOwE1T9w2tJ6L4-pCipom6b/s320/IMG_7696.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621597290110961698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzl_CjXTmWpGySjL8lBjumMTtgWl0Kzy3PnGCZ0HZvslEnMnTSndiRYp32Q8stfLqbiHAT6bJz6eu0ApA72IQgF7bK_6MwUlK0PULmRwJOznzbNpmPwr13Tfdk2-yR-1Mm4fg/s1600/IMG_7700.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkzl_CjXTmWpGySjL8lBjumMTtgWl0Kzy3PnGCZ0HZvslEnMnTSndiRYp32Q8stfLqbiHAT6bJz6eu0ApA72IQgF7bK_6MwUlK0PULmRwJOznzbNpmPwr13Tfdk2-yR-1Mm4fg/s320/IMG_7700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621597285099289538" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Jude & Brennan: "Are you sure this is going to work??"</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Josh: "AHHHHHHHHH!"</div><div style="text-align: center;">I think Josh loves getting his picture taken as much as I do. I thought about doing this very thing in the family pictures we had to take. </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgNnKK7kpzyitbdLC5kVcXEzKFlXQbv49HNfetQh_o3g3m46FHDR04SROIy3Ih1UwfLEkC5bX1633-G7erKAAIQC8IVDCYyBUP7IJUtnf6iMsAAIyV10ptAf8bLDpbn6UvBQY/s1600/IMG_7699.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgNnKK7kpzyitbdLC5kVcXEzKFlXQbv49HNfetQh_o3g3m46FHDR04SROIy3Ih1UwfLEkC5bX1633-G7erKAAIQC8IVDCYyBUP7IJUtnf6iMsAAIyV10ptAf8bLDpbn6UvBQY/s320/IMG_7699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621597281856391490" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The older boys were willing to give it a try and it mostly worked!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Easter egg hunting inside because of the rain...</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMrFkNLqCtW4KMblgDV8xw3Ggjo9Il5x8nrci0g3rOptyAacGnNSaZW0AasxkxKZJ6CJV_codrvwy3jK_Rc7t-LmvxbfqgKbAoS1BRk9z51bbjVxnR8PnpQKsAtkBD3ertSXyq/s1600/IMG_7734.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMrFkNLqCtW4KMblgDV8xw3Ggjo9Il5x8nrci0g3rOptyAacGnNSaZW0AasxkxKZJ6CJV_codrvwy3jK_Rc7t-LmvxbfqgKbAoS1BRk9z51bbjVxnR8PnpQKsAtkBD3ertSXyq/s320/IMG_7734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596244588139634" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMbEsgvIxWxcYMP_NPMjqI-ubn3I3MEI-eZZuq88WL72CD4ivfUJr5_7u14J3yBiAyVlZs8wf9z54QfATVGug-Is5uMzJff37sMNICS4xJth5TFhBh8XxUftuI1yD2D4UNpEH/s1600/IMG_7735.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMbEsgvIxWxcYMP_NPMjqI-ubn3I3MEI-eZZuq88WL72CD4ivfUJr5_7u14J3yBiAyVlZs8wf9z54QfATVGug-Is5uMzJff37sMNICS4xJth5TFhBh8XxUftuI1yD2D4UNpEH/s320/IMG_7735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596234281129234" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yXLb-KPKo25wP3V2oMkHBpU14jHquyVsqyqsWcMuAi352AY-BDJSHOCQnh2SLO15POLuH-DVuMb8BqIvBog-r373GbNVZtVtf6Mp7Dh9TCVcjhwxRETNZZSDRhJ4hu10haUN/s1600/IMG_7738.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yXLb-KPKo25wP3V2oMkHBpU14jHquyVsqyqsWcMuAi352AY-BDJSHOCQnh2SLO15POLuH-DVuMb8BqIvBog-r373GbNVZtVtf6Mp7Dh9TCVcjhwxRETNZZSDRhJ4hu10haUN/s320/IMG_7738.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596227622758610" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Y6hLsYh18dqdjCzdkfCpFQwNTOizblYf2BD9Y08kR2JiZsNNYOSsIZKvLT9y3KpxDMGGljrwrtTbgsSlHeaLdgmXlbHrMqpFGrXUfk5PBBs96fGI63p41QfCppIbeZu0gD3e/s1600/IMG_7739.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Y6hLsYh18dqdjCzdkfCpFQwNTOizblYf2BD9Y08kR2JiZsNNYOSsIZKvLT9y3KpxDMGGljrwrtTbgsSlHeaLdgmXlbHrMqpFGrXUfk5PBBs96fGI63p41QfCppIbeZu0gD3e/s320/IMG_7739.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596226987237634" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4FTmIjHoUhLCTCeJpsmJb83nbj95NTW582vWvPAbZ35UEXzZ0VnHKHO9wAMTHUiuF0mUAgkiZRDngaNEEhdnSoY4snPSvCOmWepey6eZhX32zFK1lTIABNWyFDLidwpxqPwE/s1600/IMG_7758.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4FTmIjHoUhLCTCeJpsmJb83nbj95NTW582vWvPAbZ35UEXzZ0VnHKHO9wAMTHUiuF0mUAgkiZRDngaNEEhdnSoY4snPSvCOmWepey6eZhX32zFK1lTIABNWyFDLidwpxqPwE/s320/IMG_7758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596220044867730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Doing Resurrection Eggs with the kids.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;">I was very proud of them for not tearing into their eggs right away. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Except for Hannah... I think she opened and ate about 6 eggs before I realized what she was doing quietly over there. :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you, Estes family, for having us in your home for so long, for giving up beds and bathrooms and for involving us in your lives for a week! We all love all of you!</div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-11694075699219507542011-05-06T10:09:00.013-05:002011-05-10T11:34:39.125-05:00Happenings in Tromboville<div style="text-align: center;">I just wanted to add some pictures of the last few months... ones that I love and wanted to share with you.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The Warrior Dash</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Matt & I have decided to do 10 things together that we've never done together before in honor of our 10 year anniversary in June. We can't really go anywhere because of Josh, so this is a fun way to make up for it. We did the Warrior Dash In March, which is an obstacle course 5K. Many people dress up for it; we went as Mr. & Mrs. T. We put quotes on the backs of our shirts from The Mr. T. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was only 2 months post partum so I felt a bit sluggish going around that course, but it was a lot of fun and we got COVERED in mud from head to toe. Afterwards, we cleaned off in a lake and then went to dinner at Cheesecake Factory. Thanks to my parents for keeping our kids (I first wrote "girls" but that doesn't apply anymore!). </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHP-4Z5Q_huxfZrY6nXcLWDMt-yqHleUDU2ykkZ2rUq_L_b42OtOlztA5qX9QRJonI2NABVdUQ5MMg1cefgd6ODvzQupy5AYswNsD9_Rk8iYEkspOXNrOSlrGXw7o0cpqbEsQa/s1600/IMG_7498.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHP-4Z5Q_huxfZrY6nXcLWDMt-yqHleUDU2ykkZ2rUq_L_b42OtOlztA5qX9QRJonI2NABVdUQ5MMg1cefgd6ODvzQupy5AYswNsD9_Rk8iYEkspOXNrOSlrGXw7o0cpqbEsQa/s320/IMG_7498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603624829442078274" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I got a lot of comments on my beard. I kept wondering why people were staring at me and then, I'd remember. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3_28lwKseB_WC90srMYrz3Ugzp7VOvckMrqJ41cHEvVj751jyNP1FIcIRIghBmDAVBtN5Vxzb_bCeSkzqKIErvv9O8jMjhfzYhDyY9Qxt3VHtFya3PG1x_X92wrQwhsvS_UL/s1600/IMG_7499.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe3_28lwKseB_WC90srMYrz3Ugzp7VOvckMrqJ41cHEvVj751jyNP1FIcIRIghBmDAVBtN5Vxzb_bCeSkzqKIErvv9O8jMjhfzYhDyY9Qxt3VHtFya3PG1x_X92wrQwhsvS_UL/s320/IMG_7499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603624822696866930" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Look at those beautiful eyes! It's no wonder I still get wobbly in the knees. ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOC5mmc01u5_qAnFvMgxbFPEmg8zPoupmTmTF65pOJfKQQvnxnZJs322RN2jZZobx5r3eT5_g0yeT7HRsqaNRQmDYXkWtNi_mOuAiJMVMIBePQi5DODzgY_WEyb7wiZLz3VQpP/s1600/IMG_7500.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOC5mmc01u5_qAnFvMgxbFPEmg8zPoupmTmTF65pOJfKQQvnxnZJs322RN2jZZobx5r3eT5_g0yeT7HRsqaNRQmDYXkWtNi_mOuAiJMVMIBePQi5DODzgY_WEyb7wiZLz3VQpP/s320/IMG_7500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603624821404204850" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOstc5c3HcU5diEWWSjdWpN6XjraLUXtoIiYK6ieWEXf-oTO258ySW920e9UKUVMUYc8XQpQCI6fhC057jtyhIYHnH9zxGxzsmRazo1A_lc2rxY2jmKelBO8CYQ95uVZ-L0Cv/s1600/IMG_7501.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmOstc5c3HcU5diEWWSjdWpN6XjraLUXtoIiYK6ieWEXf-oTO258ySW920e9UKUVMUYc8XQpQCI6fhC057jtyhIYHnH9zxGxzsmRazo1A_lc2rxY2jmKelBO8CYQ95uVZ-L0Cv/s320/IMG_7501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603624820309784354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mary's shirt: "I pity the fool that goes home cryin' to his Mama."</div><div style="text-align: center;">Matt's shirt: "What's my prediction? PAIN!"</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-Vx4iwI_6_E5-8tf6eAKO00nEk5gFXGgejgrZFsoTOh2QlSxVZ2_1cAZFXET18qYvbQMoNJWz80fBG5JUDudOFQTwFZ1v3jHoLRr1BW8hDY6bBCbuvgWaWLbucoRuINqlvLr/s1600/IMG_7503.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-Vx4iwI_6_E5-8tf6eAKO00nEk5gFXGgejgrZFsoTOh2QlSxVZ2_1cAZFXET18qYvbQMoNJWz80fBG5JUDudOFQTwFZ1v3jHoLRr1BW8hDY6bBCbuvgWaWLbucoRuINqlvLr/s320/IMG_7503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603623906658292882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, the Viking hats come with the race. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah Banana loves to get in the dirt and mud, even in her pretty dresses and ballet clothes. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ETO-K6jzlXnylijxtki6iKGBMTeVVHnu_p1r0nwZ_DfggkOM6Vm5M_ZfnAMsNKLFgpboyo5daC2AdgrDscEjJ8bAb2pWz7bsOO04a22dNIT8RlF_Mfp8pnWjseLYg93uqoSH/s1600/IMG_7516.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ETO-K6jzlXnylijxtki6iKGBMTeVVHnu_p1r0nwZ_DfggkOM6Vm5M_ZfnAMsNKLFgpboyo5daC2AdgrDscEjJ8bAb2pWz7bsOO04a22dNIT8RlF_Mfp8pnWjseLYg93uqoSH/s320/IMG_7516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603623900367302562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fishing at Grammie's & Pops' pond</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8B5iPcI5TyIDnKiaqgZitoz2m0jHBkxr_WoB8KLg1bVRkk9pY9JAmzSmBL8FESxi6mlPQajzm265JeM6la0ey1uhNIUzICzWUE-TbGJ_-xYXjeTf0K596ib5RTc7Lq09-XOO/s1600/IMG_7545.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh8B5iPcI5TyIDnKiaqgZitoz2m0jHBkxr_WoB8KLg1bVRkk9pY9JAmzSmBL8FESxi6mlPQajzm265JeM6la0ey1uhNIUzICzWUE-TbGJ_-xYXjeTf0K596ib5RTc7Lq09-XOO/s320/IMG_7545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603623890573914770" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8AHuT2Q2FyVXOeCANGRB-_TNiMqyPQV1yWMTEMna-86PwWiiC3OxUHAcBv_0Sf-XwACttTZgXceQ_fMTtLZ2x3H7KxyITh_o2Wnh8PjrjPfXEhZC1G1qUCbU4FW-8yOcX_Vm/s1600/IMG_7547.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ8AHuT2Q2FyVXOeCANGRB-_TNiMqyPQV1yWMTEMna-86PwWiiC3OxUHAcBv_0Sf-XwACttTZgXceQ_fMTtLZ2x3H7KxyITh_o2Wnh8PjrjPfXEhZC1G1qUCbU4FW-8yOcX_Vm/s320/IMG_7547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603623888207114834" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__2YpVHIPmv8IUatbWKW0nzFusbubWu5tkPzyFiuiFHdp5ZtiM0T142v4S_zeKpaOpARZOwSFyTY1oBZu6CehB4DH8v0sk33j4m9FdCHI1htZZLYfE2t4G00ripDN5oIDpXwC/s1600/IMG_7550.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj__2YpVHIPmv8IUatbWKW0nzFusbubWu5tkPzyFiuiFHdp5ZtiM0T142v4S_zeKpaOpARZOwSFyTY1oBZu6CehB4DH8v0sk33j4m9FdCHI1htZZLYfE2t4G00ripDN5oIDpXwC/s320/IMG_7550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603623881271929954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">What they caught fishing... Just kidding! It was pretty yummy though!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimhpWxXlDDFj1Ozwbu9fcLcaZaUZptZRY031vnZmoYm5glJwPE6tZsWDLopiV04cCmEicsFuHkN6PzTvH7l9k5z6FaWPp7dGBnKy_AdwmEqfuknn6TgzXcYVC3BHGFe74zayz5/s1600/IMG_7557.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimhpWxXlDDFj1Ozwbu9fcLcaZaUZptZRY031vnZmoYm5glJwPE6tZsWDLopiV04cCmEicsFuHkN6PzTvH7l9k5z6FaWPp7dGBnKy_AdwmEqfuknn6TgzXcYVC3BHGFe74zayz5/s320/IMG_7557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622359654015650" 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 style="text-align: center;">Hannah playing dress up in Grammie's clothes. </div><div style="text-align: center;">One of my favorite past times when I visited MY Grammy's house. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cH7kWXeK34YBktyebyN2YqJE-z8V0dpwWT7y0pe0W5qO3mz3l9JePChvLVn-kcEhW3yCLEroHb9qctLvyD4ry2xQWSxbjxdAra0YPPgYcVku0xwwoAMwLC8BKCWTUw4oa0th/s1600/IMG_7555.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cH7kWXeK34YBktyebyN2YqJE-z8V0dpwWT7y0pe0W5qO3mz3l9JePChvLVn-kcEhW3yCLEroHb9qctLvyD4ry2xQWSxbjxdAra0YPPgYcVku0xwwoAMwLC8BKCWTUw4oa0th/s320/IMG_7555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622358224698114" 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;">One of Josh's favorite Aunts. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Q0DqiP5GzCHPwIDrKy0Too2ZuN7GFka195ktqhhVQ71njpFuKMhWygHS3WUkCTwxZeJO1Vmb91mu-H5fDVoWYIRRBvLUtEGrHHwySxrFJlcfTDRJ1FU59ul3YzlgxL0pf3wa/s1600/IMG_7490.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Q0DqiP5GzCHPwIDrKy0Too2ZuN7GFka195ktqhhVQ71njpFuKMhWygHS3WUkCTwxZeJO1Vmb91mu-H5fDVoWYIRRBvLUtEGrHHwySxrFJlcfTDRJ1FU59ul3YzlgxL0pf3wa/s320/IMG_7490.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605118712005138162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mamie holding Josh</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0DnqUu2kICm6W9pA10iO_qT9-DR4PhaJ5gGYt8aDW-nmABVobbhSSUmyIdngembEx6KIJakmjiIP_SLH8xASEPI-TvUz-pwJ4q4H7oDZ8rE_81eGRdXnqEa-T30-I-TJJUu6j/s1600/IMG_7495.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0DnqUu2kICm6W9pA10iO_qT9-DR4PhaJ5gGYt8aDW-nmABVobbhSSUmyIdngembEx6KIJakmjiIP_SLH8xASEPI-TvUz-pwJ4q4H7oDZ8rE_81eGRdXnqEa-T30-I-TJJUu6j/s320/IMG_7495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605118709496868802" 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;">Grammie and Josh</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihORjBZnKEEtweBPuSdV5N68KVTs19KKDxeCqz-ccqofbfpxZih-Fw8EV14VMEv4Rx_zboUPWuKriWqrC2Lf_a-jqYgHvjbU_sAc3aD_Jakyem7F3UfFN_1AFVbdn2f8eabf0H/s1600/IMG_7764.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihORjBZnKEEtweBPuSdV5N68KVTs19KKDxeCqz-ccqofbfpxZih-Fw8EV14VMEv4Rx_zboUPWuKriWqrC2Lf_a-jqYgHvjbU_sAc3aD_Jakyem7F3UfFN_1AFVbdn2f8eabf0H/s320/IMG_7764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622374798114994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sometimes, I look at this child and wonder how I was so blessed to have a child with beautiful curly hair. Someday, she's going to look at herself and wonder just the opposite. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsf2fEPdyGxzw93TUrg8rEVdaLXkubGNl5UNBpgFshQnuzV_dk-jRgtGyGSgpXqo1bAdSJOk414kpzaobK8ja38MTjdY3Ic701BRBKTbnEWQjJ4owNqIGCp58LragsLj0_fD1/s1600/IMG_7768.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxsf2fEPdyGxzw93TUrg8rEVdaLXkubGNl5UNBpgFshQnuzV_dk-jRgtGyGSgpXqo1bAdSJOk414kpzaobK8ja38MTjdY3Ic701BRBKTbnEWQjJ4owNqIGCp58LragsLj0_fD1/s320/IMG_7768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622366744231026" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This poor girl was blessed with my mass of hair, but cursed with the most sensitive head on the planet. She is tormented by wanting to have it short with no tangles versus having it long like a princess. </div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjmii-3bXiRWcVXeKwwV-BpvcNEAg4gY_Iw-K7v0-rkhPm5x7Bra0xdghGMdYeO98t7BJ13Hl9LWTqaUnN4wJ8xX-_5OsPgC33NAJfzXY0JDGY3n-gQeslriEhv44K_zyG5rV3/s1600/IMG_7769.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjmii-3bXiRWcVXeKwwV-BpvcNEAg4gY_Iw-K7v0-rkhPm5x7Bra0xdghGMdYeO98t7BJ13Hl9LWTqaUnN4wJ8xX-_5OsPgC33NAJfzXY0JDGY3n-gQeslriEhv44K_zyG5rV3/s320/IMG_7769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603622362118221650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy's girls.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you see that Hannah decided to dress Matt on this Sunday morning? He already had shorts on, so she decided he needed a shirt and shoes. These are the ones she picked out... a dress shirt and dress shoes. And she wouldn't let him take them off.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho5jysGManzWOafewW4Vw1PLeABo-dxbP_MUXpuv2TG_xdCXjFD0y7nNkEj22dLzkdCQBS4S_bd3zGUkwWk1b1sbmutc3M2la8MUbB7qoQn2aEWIUYIehR_GztHMAp5U7fGz3t/s1600/IMG_7423.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho5jysGManzWOafewW4Vw1PLeABo-dxbP_MUXpuv2TG_xdCXjFD0y7nNkEj22dLzkdCQBS4S_bd3zGUkwWk1b1sbmutc3M2la8MUbB7qoQn2aEWIUYIehR_GztHMAp5U7fGz3t/s320/IMG_7423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605119573037837634" 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><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfaCfDu-egRcOyypqkCcB0e5xpQCSHkC0n9faxTfWwOl_kY_-0ikinWDVXptceN-Th9mx3nLY9emMhgaC0aLcOlkQsiyEO2PJVuqWr_f6kcFV_ALJ-ajJe4TyXKQDzSpZpPnf/s1600/IMG_7412.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfaCfDu-egRcOyypqkCcB0e5xpQCSHkC0n9faxTfWwOl_kY_-0ikinWDVXptceN-Th9mx3nLY9emMhgaC0aLcOlkQsiyEO2PJVuqWr_f6kcFV_ALJ-ajJe4TyXKQDzSpZpPnf/s320/IMG_7412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605119565473125410" 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;">***</div><div style="text-align: center;">Our friends Brad and Lauren came to visit and brought their little puppy, Maggie. Maggie, as a puppy, of course will put everything in her mouth and try to play with it. It became a saying that weekend to put something up high "so Maggie can't get it." Even though it's been a few months, every once in a while Hannah still says it. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKHdg_xdTRpAcuxk8hJg1_xXAnHUPcskjPDLmsAMCe1N3CqiBYOWpTRnCZlh0-zGCgkvVP7B99S_RNK8mSuAbPDB-LxJxnlKSVztGHtkuwbBwzr9w4og-nSZYctBBIMvaN1Ila/s320/IMG_7413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605125340642525602" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The girls LOVE Mrs. Lauren. She is one of their favorites! :) We all love Mrs. Lauren. </span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-1621910726750443262011-02-22T18:48:00.003-06:002011-02-26T14:16:29.039-06:00The Babes - which is which?<div><br /></div><div>I changed the picture of Chloe. This is when she was a month old or so.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhohV5ZPWqYM4zBgDlWmnC7_IUsoQ1UJ2O5ZoqT3SKRjj0jUf_04WccyQoe1e72faEjqKc5P4cFzqw3pOdpJQkD3OUFrZPZZFXDkrWnDm_OS6zr8EP7D5eZDfS8vQn1fFzqT0l5/s1600/P2050039.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/AVvXsEhohV5ZPWqYM4zBgDlWmnC7_IUsoQ1UJ2O5ZoqT3SKRjj0jUf_04WccyQoe1e72faEjqKc5P4cFzqw3pOdpJQkD3OUFrZPZZFXDkrWnDm_OS6zr8EP7D5eZDfS8vQn1fFzqT0l5/s320/P2050039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578094565597842898" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdWcQROd7iCHGvjbkUDGtJcW7rMVxSPxXtGl0PvN3z7hhsMzCkFsm1ztglzY2iYbiAcFzmcMG_dsJ2eJdzsQ2wRNOavuvIII-Io_I66UTNgu5DH65UtZQc4uUX4muJA18kemY/s320/IMG_2364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576682248041993186" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX19jCa5f57M1cV4UhmVz-RRP1pxunh1e5JlYbTSHvtceXFJe9TKGiYsobR0hKNIasIfOHh0-CFpIo8h0HKfDk5Fyhuky1K78s9DQSJPxqCSKNf9h6m05QPvyKbxMsaijA_eb/s1600/IMG_7343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjX19jCa5f57M1cV4UhmVz-RRP1pxunh1e5JlYbTSHvtceXFJe9TKGiYsobR0hKNIasIfOHh0-CFpIo8h0HKfDk5Fyhuky1K78s9DQSJPxqCSKNf9h6m05QPvyKbxMsaijA_eb/s320/IMG_7343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576682257172356370" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-7805117531289201892011-02-16T11:07:00.013-06:002011-02-16T14:05:39.737-06:00Joshua Matthew - His Birth Story<div style="text-align: center;">Joshua Matthew joined our family on January 23rd at 7 lbs and 20.25 inches long. We are so blessed to have him with us now and are so thankful for a quick safe delivery! If you don't want the details, just skip the next part... :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3KvpiTJXEh_S562kfU3zIFU0zhRCyIlx58ULiEx3060w46fw6pCDBvR7ujo-Mf0paWlrkGHviDogNw5lG7CYXyuHeUubC_ai1_SHqUyMWBPzJd30_tRYmOeyFjejOHM_wQuy/s1600/IMG_7222.JPG"></a><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/AVvXsEgPDzGGTvcGOyje-gKuM9EwWQaubMQFxn8tbBlS6UQKDW4ogjG6MY1pZ_CkaUdSn7JY-U4xQlJRD5V6BPZpIVii3snXIlKzZHr8pEwKDriPNxwyg50OAlBGbeitmSiNCCeTNYvO/s320/IMG_7218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574335986202732546" 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><div>Joshua was born on his due date, which only happens about 3-5% of the time, so they say. It was a Sunday and that morning I started having contractions about 20 minutes apart. Though I'd had contractions since week 28, I think, these were actually on the mark, every 20 minutes. That gave me the first clue that we'd probably have a baby within the next 24 hours. They weren't bad; I didn't have to stop what I was doing or anything. Throughout the day, they got closer together... every 15 minutes, then every 10 minutes. They were about every 6 minutes by the mid-afternoon. I decided to lay down for a nap on the couch and they went back to every 10 minutes. </div><div><br /></div><div>Contractions aren't comfortable, but they are even less comfortable when your 4 year old is trying to brush your hair and your 2 1/2 year old is climbing in your lap and pushing on your belly. I was having to push them away sadly, but they weren't understanding. So I sat there, after my nap, in labor with my girls glued to my side. It was very hard to concentrate on being relaxed as they got more intense! </div><div><br /></div><div>I went ahead and told my parents that they could make their way here since they had a 3 hour drive and it was getting late in the day. Matt's mom called just before 6pm to see if she could take the girls for us. Matt declined since we didn't really know how much longer it would take. Well, not 5 minutes later, I had a very intense contraction and my water broke! I immediately hit the floor, on my hands and knees, thinking first about messing up my couch! I quickly realized that was the least of my concerns because my contractions went from 10 minutes apart to 1-2 minutes apart!! And they became VERY intense! I could hardly get to the bathroom. Matt called his mom back right away and I finished gathering a few things, barely able to walk, and then headed to his truck to wait. Lyn got there within 15 minutes, if not sooner, but it felt like an eternity. All I could think about was trying NOT to have the baby in the truck as I had contraction after contraction with only about 30 seconds in between them. </div><div><br /></div><div>Finally, we headed for the hospital and I made Matt keep his hazards on. (Some people are just so rude by the way. You'd think that a person coming up behind you with their hazards on and on the road that takes you to the medical center, that MAYBE you should move over and not create a blockade with the car next to you!) Anyway, Matt pulled up to the ER entrance because we knew I couldn't walk; the security guard tried to tell us that we needed to drive around to L&D, but Matt wouldn't have it. Matt had to go park the truck so the security guard, who I don't even know, talked me through the two or three contractions I had on the way to L&D. He was very kind. Within 10 minutes, I was in a delivery room. The nurses hopped to it once they realized how quickly I was progressing. I was only dilated 5 cm once they finally checked me, but within 15 minutes, as I let my body relax more, I was already to 10. I asked for some pain meds but no epidural; there wasn't time anyway. The nurse said it'd only take my pain level down to an 8 from a 10, but I really prefer them for the effects they have AFTER delivery. Thankfully, the doctor on call, who we couldn't get a hold of initially was found and he got there just in time. </div><div><br /></div><div>At 7:05pm, I started pushing, but it took a few times and lots of readjusting to get comfortable. Once I was where I needed to be, it took two major pushes and out he came at 7:25! The doctor let Matt announce to me that it was a boy and I was thrilled! ... also a little bit scared as our new life of raising a little BOY flashed before my eyes! Matt had picked Joshua's first name, but he let me pick the middle name, so I chose Matthew, after his daddy. </div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some pictures...</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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn3KvpiTJXEh_S562kfU3zIFU0zhRCyIlx58ULiEx3060w46fw6pCDBvR7ujo-Mf0paWlrkGHviDogNw5lG7CYXyuHeUubC_ai1_SHqUyMWBPzJd30_tRYmOeyFjejOHM_wQuy/s320/IMG_7222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574337398752790226" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">My favorite moments after having a baby are finally holding them in my arms and being face-to-face with the one you've been getting to know distantly, in a way, for the past 9 months.</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><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/AVvXsEhUOhgKkN8z7DToc9c3Z4PX4jcuqrjoQh1QGOt412ImZVwYqPiVMtVzx7rFfzJ7-DCg5_67qemdX1IpWFDc-Hw5ZERa3t0cUrHennAon8R5Sq20HEhdSqdoHdek4FsCKFgbRC57/s320/IMG_7225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574335993308877026" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Happy Daddy!</span></div><div><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/AVvXsEj0QmtDeL4Ko6GLtCS1bVMfUADuh2rjW2w76jPEyVWAJamvAPWFQM-4x6H_xrwjoglysJjBD9hRwkMvKMCFgUhO1qxw-V69NJxCE8nixmv7TSWbxjy56ktkMX7Et3eUGtwGVEMx/s320/IMG_7235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338130669374290" 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></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The girls LOVE, LOVE, LOVE their new brother! Hannah kept singing Happy Birthday to Joshua and Chloe kept saying, "I finally have my brother! See? I told you it was a boy!"</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><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQes1avFBfHWfLIUCEh6nMC2rWD4-Cg97w6jMsVVEcR73E_cWTaA8Ro-i_cuVSSp3zjnP0SNJiThXgo_868rVG8C6e7nb1bSO8TAmsESO7K_cN3oFHPvpSuURw2ut1bnHXjiU3/s1600/IMG_7246.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQes1avFBfHWfLIUCEh6nMC2rWD4-Cg97w6jMsVVEcR73E_cWTaA8Ro-i_cuVSSp3zjnP0SNJiThXgo_868rVG8C6e7nb1bSO8TAmsESO7K_cN3oFHPvpSuURw2ut1bnHXjiU3/s320/IMG_7246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336926746721266" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMjCShBbobEBnOYGPR511efLt1q_Vbl-BjB-KfZ-dcZFnjRwf6GBmyJp0okmegOQ9p3E7eTBqkxvC9s0Ja_IQNVusrMP3ImVQhRyYYOfI1Xx2c7-h1GPtv2NkIZ2VaDVE7gtdu/s320/IMG_7243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574337717872293458" 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><div style="text-align: center;">I don't think she could be more excited!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaca3bL6oP6oPls_rseUs-Ts9E2DiUKY-Rhm8sqEnBYR46tZ9U_PxAgFUSGPuj042gzxMIZNJbP0V9OMPBDIjeXzNzVCxeaHjEmZo6Ce1xOvtGrrcMMeon4zC8ia9VfvbFKore/s1600/IMG_7248.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/AVvXsEhaca3bL6oP6oPls_rseUs-Ts9E2DiUKY-Rhm8sqEnBYR46tZ9U_PxAgFUSGPuj042gzxMIZNJbP0V9OMPBDIjeXzNzVCxeaHjEmZo6Ce1xOvtGrrcMMeon4zC8ia9VfvbFKore/s320/IMG_7248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336921592755186" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah had separation anxiety from Mommy, so she sat in my lap most of time they were visiting. She didn't want to leave my side for a while.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaca3bL6oP6oPls_rseUs-Ts9E2DiUKY-Rhm8sqEnBYR46tZ9U_PxAgFUSGPuj042gzxMIZNJbP0V9OMPBDIjeXzNzVCxeaHjEmZo6Ce1xOvtGrrcMMeon4zC8ia9VfvbFKore/s1600/IMG_7248.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwZ16VjG3lNL6JFajrCIj2rDfW7xk92JCEsyHHlaBJlOpCWxhpm9WYJDSHLmpdtF8kUNVC4zZn_60Yc3gsk5Anql3JSuHcL4CNU8E_eG7J5oEgoWmS4meII5nzY7PvqA_t67V/s1600/IMG_7284.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/AVvXsEguwZ16VjG3lNL6JFajrCIj2rDfW7xk92JCEsyHHlaBJlOpCWxhpm9WYJDSHLmpdtF8kUNVC4zZn_60Yc3gsk5Anql3JSuHcL4CNU8E_eG7J5oEgoWmS4meII5nzY7PvqA_t67V/s320/IMG_7284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336916689336098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe feeding Josh. I made a bottle especially for the girls to have this experience. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">A funny story... I was burping Josh one time and Chloe said I wasn't doing it right (I guess because it was taking a while for him to burp). She asked to hold Josh so she could show me how to do it. As I supported him, she showed me how to pat his back, which is exactly what I was doing, and now takes full credit for teaching me to burp him. She said, "I showed you and now you can do it by yourself next time!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGFseAVjdg4LDeJQ87gDkyngWAO4eKcn0gfZO2Drtqlf43BRGsVHGVKqRESBRDg2Ppq1iiY3-0tiNtNAXRbHky1vm94lu81_AIvLBfU3q7ZSZJJxiNleGwKhEQqhK_EgkM8ph/s1600/IMG_7286.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/AVvXsEhsGFseAVjdg4LDeJQ87gDkyngWAO4eKcn0gfZO2Drtqlf43BRGsVHGVKqRESBRDg2Ppq1iiY3-0tiNtNAXRbHky1vm94lu81_AIvLBfU3q7ZSZJJxiNleGwKhEQqhK_EgkM8ph/s320/IMG_7286.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336915278212066" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah and Josh. These two are going to be great together! Hannah already says, "I can't wait for Josh to get bigger and he can jump wif me on de bed!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqz7qKykoydWsbd91Rp3euhUqK2Ve7cFpuNbGcoA9o3ak47QdOoyquQj0tyslc3uVXRyTmJIdNCFopDNJ4a5SOTT5hmrZcgjXTBZwLHkrzE1DhxnmogguSWYpTq-xwzJ-OGv5/s1600/IMG_7288.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/AVvXsEhoqz7qKykoydWsbd91Rp3euhUqK2Ve7cFpuNbGcoA9o3ak47QdOoyquQj0tyslc3uVXRyTmJIdNCFopDNJ4a5SOTT5hmrZcgjXTBZwLHkrzE1DhxnmogguSWYpTq-xwzJ-OGv5/s320/IMG_7288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574336910859383634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Mommy trying to spend time with the girls and keep things as "normal" as possible, although they really aren't.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><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/AVvXsEiHkfXXw1EYTe6Xb8cFEMbY13lvH4ulRsMhMml7qMARM_DkiOSQNXdMMvfgPcXr0AAx71XCk4y-MXYWU2lXBBeRDsKwgvnWFvVz139ohYyGa4vWCdFFH_2aK7Ksh7WJ7VG3w_GX/s320/IMG_7317_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574338438711847794" 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></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Our new little family of 5!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">The girls are adjusting well! Chloe is always incredibly happy having Josh around. Hannah has more of a rough time not being able to come sit in my lap when she wants to all the time. But I've tried really hard to make it a point to snuggle with her when I have empty arms!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Joshua is sleeping fairly well. He's now making it 3-4 hours at night versus 1-2 at the beginning. At first he was constantly hungry and I thought I would never make it if that was how he'd always eat, but he's leveled off now. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">We are excited about the dynamic a little boy will bring to our family! Thanks to all of our family and friends who have provided meals and child care over the past few weeks as we adjust! We love you!</span></div></span></div></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-15579455093129807912010-11-26T22:11:00.006-06:002010-12-02T09:00:25.481-06:00Matt's Half-Ironman - My Superman<div>Matt fearlessly conquered his first Half-Ironman in November. It was only his 3rd triathlon ever; the other two he did in July- a sprint tri- and October - an Olympic tri. When the man dreams big, he dreams big. He did it in about the time he hoped for, slightly slower, but only by 30 minutes. Considering the first place man finished in 4 1/2 hours, I think Matt did an excellent job finishing in 6 1/2 hours after less than 6 months of training. I mean, the man just got a bike last April and just learned how to swim with proper technique this past summer. He has also been finishing his Bachelor's degree, started a new job this fall, and practically cared for all three of us girls this summer while I had morning sickness. And he did it all while not neglecting his family. If you need a lesson in Balance, talk to him! He seems to have mastered it! He is just amazing to me. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Here are some pictures of his day...</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismA0fJnvoSYF2rdFjfEpf1IaUloBNnaRc-AQ2TLTMlR8qMODsR-BAsOL2ovXxslgwQCI96u2XfDFtlik0k95rTnSGF9iyHgbojpeE2GsM7p0bAWC8d_npUI2_2LPrTdHFy3Cp/s1600/IMG_6557.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/AVvXsEismA0fJnvoSYF2rdFjfEpf1IaUloBNnaRc-AQ2TLTMlR8qMODsR-BAsOL2ovXxslgwQCI96u2XfDFtlik0k95rTnSGF9iyHgbojpeE2GsM7p0bAWC8d_npUI2_2LPrTdHFy3Cp/s320/IMG_6557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546094322321939346" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah helping Daddy get ready.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlf_5SpVcDPXaSDvovbT2gZN9TLrK8shQYKN2Pis2f4G2rfDs2B0n3y_uxV76Px0NnpbPpkpgwHFwKIszn9fMYaSXnsMMC137IRvG3C04q96OotLHr7KUYaKw-6cUT-gRUjR9/s1600/IMG_6564.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYlf_5SpVcDPXaSDvovbT2gZN9TLrK8shQYKN2Pis2f4G2rfDs2B0n3y_uxV76Px0NnpbPpkpgwHFwKIszn9fMYaSXnsMMC137IRvG3C04q96OotLHr7KUYaKw-6cUT-gRUjR9/s320/IMG_6564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546094314277444066" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Realizing how freaking cold the water is going to be. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He was one of the only ones who opted NOT to wear a wetsuit.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZCI7NNEyeQuoLZkE7KmmaIOI-TKEZh_ns4uKaBAsfdxfggRNaz3odTH5FdtUC6e9K0d7OGmmHbwIVh12N7hXhnJ7YUQvmDcrhhiIwaUT9p-15o627xJhJ_Ygh1JCKKNcq6zfc/s1600/IMG_6565.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZCI7NNEyeQuoLZkE7KmmaIOI-TKEZh_ns4uKaBAsfdxfggRNaz3odTH5FdtUC6e9K0d7OGmmHbwIVh12N7hXhnJ7YUQvmDcrhhiIwaUT9p-15o627xJhJ_Ygh1JCKKNcq6zfc/s320/IMG_6565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546094309168654658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Getting ready...</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW77Mn3Sf58c75pOnhTRdwCYR4QRayNpjwuDwiNUYdcsvvOtueF7l7IShmslwjJtFpFvKWLrcUxd1FazzTUgxV4xAAlxhIJom_76X3PzWDQlTlILTbNJfX0CkphK-PK3EDjfTN/s1600/IMG_6580.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/AVvXsEgW77Mn3Sf58c75pOnhTRdwCYR4QRayNpjwuDwiNUYdcsvvOtueF7l7IShmslwjJtFpFvKWLrcUxd1FazzTUgxV4xAAlxhIJom_76X3PzWDQlTlILTbNJfX0CkphK-PK3EDjfTN/s320/IMG_6580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546094294923146994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">There he goes! </div><div style="text-align: center;">He says his body went into shock when he hit the water. He couldn't breathe or move for a minute.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinpzlzMvKDe_2vYHsz92-hi2y3ki6o1xXMqIP7F1EC7vCzXeFW_Ruo7ko1gu35XbDJnBZaMBoomblhMrgQyMkoscEhqd7wxx2AlpBysWx0kdrw0FISu24TZWzXpYzsjEuPC5Yl/s1600/IMG_6584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinpzlzMvKDe_2vYHsz92-hi2y3ki6o1xXMqIP7F1EC7vCzXeFW_Ruo7ko1gu35XbDJnBZaMBoomblhMrgQyMkoscEhqd7wxx2AlpBysWx0kdrw0FISu24TZWzXpYzsjEuPC5Yl/s320/IMG_6584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078639149170914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Check 1 - Finished the 1.2 mile swim.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsDoUb93pzHx96Bt91izR69gSOx_KCjdCj9foS6f2udROZxKSlYPMWMsn5pqhagswgWFUuAgNHnR-KwRzYsL5Ycs2KNrI8ksDSvXDVvynpJFdGVsCVfVPnBH7W1vnyxABxsTUf/s1600/IMG_6586.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsDoUb93pzHx96Bt91izR69gSOx_KCjdCj9foS6f2udROZxKSlYPMWMsn5pqhagswgWFUuAgNHnR-KwRzYsL5Ycs2KNrI8ksDSvXDVvynpJFdGVsCVfVPnBH7W1vnyxABxsTUf/s320/IMG_6586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078638354686818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Now for the 56 mile bike ride. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4wK0hRNYP5H4seLMzMmkED4zWOSF_UQ5sUrHpts-2c3ZeGajQ6O7rK_ASLtUM-4eg9W4c0Q4SwR4P0LbrqpSJO6gHwH7FBDbu7LgyBDUqq9S0xU11VtPMkNKCE2fqgzTWDcF/s1600/IMG_6588.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4wK0hRNYP5H4seLMzMmkED4zWOSF_UQ5sUrHpts-2c3ZeGajQ6O7rK_ASLtUM-4eg9W4c0Q4SwR4P0LbrqpSJO6gHwH7FBDbu7LgyBDUqq9S0xU11VtPMkNKCE2fqgzTWDcF/s320/IMG_6588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078210430416626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">His bike at the transition area after he left for his run.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0G0SJBLrq0V7HbZO6K1u04577J-5mrKHZ7x5tPh3YiGJS8mJKXtRJUbjmyuRC92hVecUF2QDY7bIH1DdGSjHHYwg6yPyCge9x-PkGQ448YDMysplBD07DMWsULVk4AqIDtKSu/s1600/IMG_6592.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0G0SJBLrq0V7HbZO6K1u04577J-5mrKHZ7x5tPh3YiGJS8mJKXtRJUbjmyuRC92hVecUF2QDY7bIH1DdGSjHHYwg6yPyCge9x-PkGQ448YDMysplBD07DMWsULVk4AqIDtKSu/s320/IMG_6592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078205501354914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Now for 13.1 miles running... or jogging, I should say.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUDAQwsNaTCNwpBt7xo_5IGFRADG-uFUwexQ1ozSQv4MYfVPzke7IRFUQM7aX2RXY_pKSCC2d_yd1x6OkcJbcrlLTyM83zmmau5hXyNTyK4IBG6Ds4GQo0JmaJfPqcEwa6koO/s1600/IMG_6594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQUDAQwsNaTCNwpBt7xo_5IGFRADG-uFUwexQ1ozSQv4MYfVPzke7IRFUQM7aX2RXY_pKSCC2d_yd1x6OkcJbcrlLTyM83zmmau5hXyNTyK4IBG6Ds4GQo0JmaJfPqcEwa6koO/s320/IMG_6594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078204842683986" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A smile on his face as he finishes. </div><div style="text-align: center;">What a haus! :) </div><div style="text-align: center;">(That was actually on his high school letter jacket... "Haus." ;)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq3xMfTQkvJH_LFeUInwwdFKxPmKd-PKqlFth0n_a4C0jUHbtVPYl_OGo3xx7bW8aMBCnlMy733g28J2MfMvKEUDMs3pYLDCSYeVyNfy6lLaWhwnGH51Ewc5ETYKe025OlPifq/s1600/IMG_6597.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq3xMfTQkvJH_LFeUInwwdFKxPmKd-PKqlFth0n_a4C0jUHbtVPYl_OGo3xx7bW8aMBCnlMy733g28J2MfMvKEUDMs3pYLDCSYeVyNfy6lLaWhwnGH51Ewc5ETYKe025OlPifq/s320/IMG_6597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078200198518530" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Still standing, a little bloody, but he did survive...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTH1Rqxv3jwJYtyxRDsT6OJJy5C2RwGVtAVPOYEM6V5V1UbybtJuWm6IA376qjI6Y6e3NKVjBYrldB3KjT_qTqjh3CFqiELuhm8M09QlacfwoyLDWQcz5QNxpHHWxYupkxv6l/s1600/IMG_6598.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzTH1Rqxv3jwJYtyxRDsT6OJJy5C2RwGVtAVPOYEM6V5V1UbybtJuWm6IA376qjI6Y6e3NKVjBYrldB3KjT_qTqjh3CFqiELuhm8M09QlacfwoyLDWQcz5QNxpHHWxYupkxv6l/s320/IMG_6598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544078169303873762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">...enough to make the 1/2 mile walk back to the car. </div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am SOOOOO proud of you, my love!! You challenge me and inspire me and push me to a whole new level in all areas! I am thankful to have that constantly in my life. </div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-76643052620019149822010-11-08T13:18:00.005-06:002010-11-08T13:35:28.016-06:00Our First Sleep-Over<div>A little while ago, we had our first sleep-over. Our friends, The Hvass', let us keep their girls for a night while they enjoyed a childless evening and morning. It's something that my mother-in-law does for us on a regular basis so we thought we'd pass the favor along since we enjoy it so much. The girls had a really good time together and I think they REALLy enjoyed having friends to play with the moment they woke up. Since we have the crib set up and an extra twin bed in there that are not yet being used, it was the perfect time to host a baby and a toddler. Everyone was very well behaved. The only hard moment was when Chloe took a hard fall outside and scraped her knees and hands pretty badly (for a 3 year old, at least). Here are some pictures from our morning...</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/AVvXsEj25fm2tBt4YsYv2diszIX3-MpHf0vxHC8CrYzOQyGSzDI8HM1hEi-X6XrRtlCI-qikA594Byl9OzXTV0D0Ak-tC9ItAZjwRGF6WEry2WndtFACeQeMbMRVEZI09JBFFK655eeL/s320/IMG_6513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537262429522631570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">The girls watched Mickey Mouse Clubhouse while I fed Natalie her bottle. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMj5m7U6rUt3VfuxM8J4Y00Jpj3pWWU1iCbVIMYNRJJYi96LFgzivcZH2qSYB7zdCw3ygiyMj4UnTvTjNj09Pawtz0f8Q1Rog3Q9iySvkZRORzfKosBiLdWf-9C57vb7YC1dp/s320/IMG_6514.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537262438447426962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">I tried numerous time to get a picture of all four girls together, but these are the best I took. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div></span></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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoFPAQAqKOEn9YX1IEwM6AzcqYzoMfjIMBwOGRL8XWoUdohC54RBnm4-NGnpB_I8Ln3AYW2RsobbsrlEyhsgZCuh-jpNMFwLi3GSuzQ_P6_f331KhJQ_vlXSv47CCGVLmp9eeh/s320/IMG_6517.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537262447987761826" 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 style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></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; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH2p5JSZ8EX1f7GIj5BEzf2UO582c9MNbV3bMbwnBaT_6rlqB965cntQQlpDlNnE22zMaCXiLlbHijmKd9s2nEqy1-TwnPtCwAAe7yRIQDWcqhADDKLYWyPSoeT1xdPaKgm0rv/s320/IMG_6518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537262454690723650" 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></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;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">After watching a show, they all decided they needed to dress up for breakfast. We have Hannah H., aka Fairy Princess, Chloe, aka Snow White, and Hannah T., aka Sleeping Beauty and of course, Baby Natalie, who looks like a real-life babydoll. We had a royal breakfast of toast and jam and fruit. :)</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><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUh_Ekph2UFru6jZfopoGRpslm973VJXF6i39kkPRaD05owP1WL_Q33mmDuELDOGaMNb0R7KKNnFz744Vor0R4N7vyh1WoF_Jbkl9b-z3JKxnFZzrQrm7bSyISvV7oFsmV2fcN/s1600/IMG_6519.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/AVvXsEgUh_Ekph2UFru6jZfopoGRpslm973VJXF6i39kkPRaD05owP1WL_Q33mmDuELDOGaMNb0R7KKNnFz744Vor0R4N7vyh1WoF_Jbkl9b-z3JKxnFZzrQrm7bSyISvV7oFsmV2fcN/s320/IMG_6519.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537262461175557010" /></a>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-33836873250304634432010-10-19T22:56:00.005-05:002010-10-19T23:15:25.294-05:00Flour Power<div>You see, Matt looks so sweet and awesome in this picture below with Chloe and Hannah; they adore him. And he is pretty wonderful... for the most part.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsnL67VuQRpIMzR_nhOamiCzT_MTRLDgnmfKmso76VBbP-Sm2Ws28QMQTOP9d3pPH_bQx9JUjwQoUe0LDKHzxE6RkXXkFW3eVCTmSyoafAhflv869aan3bSOtsNnClHO_VVy74/s1600/IMG_6485.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/AVvXsEhsnL67VuQRpIMzR_nhOamiCzT_MTRLDgnmfKmso76VBbP-Sm2Ws28QMQTOP9d3pPH_bQx9JUjwQoUe0LDKHzxE6RkXXkFW3eVCTmSyoafAhflv869aan3bSOtsNnClHO_VVy74/s320/IMG_6485.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529972735488522386" /></a>But then, he has this evil, cruel side of him that preys on his pregnant wife when she is trying to play an innocent game of hide and seek with her children; the woman who can't move quick enough or run fast enough to get away from his torturous schemes because of the life growing inside of her that will bring him more daddy-adoring offspring.<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Y6oXZ-m_Y-FtHnbZGAuzNHL41rM-bJ_NufJQ4tIu5x10XOvHYed880wez8wIo3JGqKEpEblrLF9QfqZMQIFU5tTbfAwOLdKBrRy4U46WXx-UAZA5OfhU4CwpYTHqu7VYvMzC/s1600/IMG_6473.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/AVvXsEh-Y6oXZ-m_Y-FtHnbZGAuzNHL41rM-bJ_NufJQ4tIu5x10XOvHYed880wez8wIo3JGqKEpEblrLF9QfqZMQIFU5tTbfAwOLdKBrRy4U46WXx-UAZA5OfhU4CwpYTHqu7VYvMzC/s320/IMG_6473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529972728524992994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuROEZUouvJOxpkPJflQAkeUkHmsFAFYaB3uzEQ-1gX5QYsdvSlCbewCdch4vvJ_L6jkk8H_IZ1w89GeTFkQdUor25KBiwsqw23ff8s0xxbo5CtNsi3DJZPcwumWwQfQdv-kHE/s1600/IMG_6474.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/AVvXsEjuROEZUouvJOxpkPJflQAkeUkHmsFAFYaB3uzEQ-1gX5QYsdvSlCbewCdch4vvJ_L6jkk8H_IZ1w89GeTFkQdUor25KBiwsqw23ff8s0xxbo5CtNsi3DJZPcwumWwQfQdv-kHE/s320/IMG_6474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529972719848462802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7F-crd5VwpeEcB41p6TYOvAnymzn4BYB7Y4d3fAafiu-0PHWk_ivuNv11pYN3yX2XuuXG295nYdg756AvxuG5EFa6bomK1fEDYixX-6P-K10_mcxAbck6NKUXYlibH5G-MBa/s1600/IMG_6475.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT7F-crd5VwpeEcB41p6TYOvAnymzn4BYB7Y4d3fAafiu-0PHWk_ivuNv11pYN3yX2XuuXG295nYdg756AvxuG5EFa6bomK1fEDYixX-6P-K10_mcxAbck6NKUXYlibH5G-MBa/s320/IMG_6475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529972714431354210" /></a>You cannot see it, but he drenched all of us, including his poor children, with the hose. The sweet little ones did not know how to react to their father laughing cruelly at them as he hosed them down. Then, as if to seem apologetic, he retrieved towels from the house, yet it was all part of his evil plan for he returned with a hidden bag of flour amongst the towels and proceeded to dump it on me, the little girls' mother, in front of their eyes. The poor souls now have no idea what to think of their father for he has played a mean trick on their mother. Thus, their rose colored glasses are scratched and they must now face the reality of HE who is their father... a man who started it all, over 10 years ago, when he dumped out a bag of leaves that I had just raked from the yard just so that I'd go to lunch with him. What the heck was I thinking? </div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-28336296884116893932010-09-28T22:25:00.004-05:002010-09-28T22:45:15.938-05:00Just simple silly stuffChloe has a weird imagination when it comes to making up names. She will definitely NOT be naming our new baby. :) Few people get to experience this with me, but this weekend, at my parents' house, they witnessed it. Matt became "<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Sha</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nini</span> from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tanini</span>" which, she explained, is in China, and he was also my mom's cousin. For some reason, I couldn't stop laughing and I began to cry. She became concerned and got a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Kleenex</span> to wipe my tears, which then made me laugh more. It was just one of those moments that ended up being funnier to me than it probably was to any one else. But it was good opportunity to teach her that some people cry "happy tears."<div><br /></div><div>Tonight, Chloe called me into their room because Hannah had taken off her diaper, which is a common <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">occurrence</span> at night now that she's potty training. I go into their room and Chloe has changed into her outfit for tomorrow; Hannah is buck-naked and trying to put socks on. They have such a great time in that 1-2 hours before they fall asleep at night. We don't restrict them to their bed because they really have no other time when they are "locked" (not really locked but required to stay in there) in a room together, forced to work things out themselves. It happens to usually be the most peaceful time for them too, when they seem to get along very well. I wish I could be a fly on the wall sometimes to hear them interact in that room. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tonight, I also dropped my cell phone in their room and didn't realize it. Chloe brought it to me after a while. Matt, who came home after they'd gone to bed, walks in the door with a big grin on his face and tells me he'd just had two conversations on the phone with Chloe and that his mom had tried to call me to say that Chloe had just called her too. :) I asked Matt if he told Chloe to bring me my phone, but he said that she kept saying she'd get in trouble if she came out of her room so she would not bring me the phone. I suppose this means I should tell her to never use my phone without asking either! </div><div><br /></div><div>I can't remember the other stories I wanted to write down. Maybe tomorrow! </div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-84717803033264502932010-09-21T19:59:00.004-05:002010-09-21T20:15:39.242-05:00Trouble with the tongue<div style="text-align: left;">I'm writing to share that Chloe burnt her tongue on a candle today. I was thinking she was a tad bit smarter, but obviously the attraction of the flame was just too much. After blowing the candle out (which she had to get up on stool to even see), she touches her tongue, for some unknown reason, to the glass jar that it was in. Maybe it's because it was a pumpkin pie candle and she was hungry... I don't really know. She spent the next 20 minutes with her tongue in a glass of ice water and that seemed to take away the pain completely. So if ever this happens to you, you know what to do now!</div><div><br /></div><div>A few pictures of the munchkins who love and "hate" each other more and more everyday...</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/AVvXsEgOK03bojn3okY1sWHyoqZstxtCdKN-VV9q0DhCOF0nGcrBo-cn8pAZFYmn7yhDRNPvdfxtGQX4N7iLuZnbdXppyVuDYYW9h43LSQwAFWuRQQrnoUR1xp6yLvuUL6Vr802oE3Sg/s320/IMG_6405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519539360044138978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">How Chloe fell asleep the other night</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx_V1-IpTe_V_0JtzZNybYklmES70Zhxcx9Eq2kOCIEVsW_tOMPJDKEOD1H-cx8pPXucyY-Je2Cj3F4mWBJmZeie3_sPRvglvYK33Ikrm1aq1u5WQrHmn7lB31jS9iDHLmjDHF/s320/IMG_6384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519539349367204658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">Cheese!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; -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/AVvXsEj-9SdT-D4M3_YSc0doutF8_kJ9k65xY3kx7kQ443vjLmIqxludS2fV_xLqIvOI-wy5Ue7EaDOYH2ZC1JYUnUvB8Z-GnwJIQbqtg9HUZJBBL49eoGxsYsSgt7U8WmgOAWb61vbH/s320/IMG_6382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519539342539125026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Everyday, I ask myself, "What am I going to do with that hair?!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-2909754052410461452010-09-08T21:09:00.002-05:002010-09-08T21:15:07.840-05:00Can I stick to it?I so enjoy reading other peoples' blogs, keeping up with their crazy lives and somehow feeling better about myself afterwards, now knowing that I am not the only one who has issues. I'd really like to chronicle the lives of my growing children and of their mom and dad, who figure the parenting thing out day by day, or sometimes maybe not at all. I'd really like to chronicle God in our lives and be able to look back and remember, like in Nehemiah 9, the good and the bad times, but always the consistency of Him being there. I hope I can stick to it. I am not so good at sticking to things unless I have some accountability with people expecting results. I'd say I give myself a lot of grace when it comes to not following through. We'll see how it goes. I make no promises though once Baby #3 comes in January. Right now, I'm hungry and need to shower before MOPS tomorrow. Adios!The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-51836249513455817492009-12-07T20:12:00.011-06:002009-12-07T21:16:03.295-06:00Picture Post<div><div>These are just random pictures of our last few months. Enjoy!</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/AVvXsEjK8ehFRSQOEJg_9w7va9V2-zcMtHLYn1VMQ1Vytjk5MV_dHr-exFaCRrj9M9wtk0qFU8xi-7hFm_BnW71UL9CD1n5_nOe7AMkgV4uRH0S-KWULpQNCPCJO1PzTYUGyGTFLV7MD/s1600-h/IMG_4495.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8ehFRSQOEJg_9w7va9V2-zcMtHLYn1VMQ1Vytjk5MV_dHr-exFaCRrj9M9wtk0qFU8xi-7hFm_BnW71UL9CD1n5_nOe7AMkgV4uRH0S-KWULpQNCPCJO1PzTYUGyGTFLV7MD/s320/IMG_4495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412696953495714274" 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><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8ehFRSQOEJg_9w7va9V2-zcMtHLYn1VMQ1Vytjk5MV_dHr-exFaCRrj9M9wtk0qFU8xi-7hFm_BnW71UL9CD1n5_nOe7AMkgV4uRH0S-KWULpQNCPCJO1PzTYUGyGTFLV7MD/s1600-h/IMG_4495.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8ehFRSQOEJg_9w7va9V2-zcMtHLYn1VMQ1Vytjk5MV_dHr-exFaCRrj9M9wtk0qFU8xi-7hFm_BnW71UL9CD1n5_nOe7AMkgV4uRH0S-KWULpQNCPCJO1PzTYUGyGTFLV7MD/s1600-h/IMG_4495.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK8ehFRSQOEJg_9w7va9V2-zcMtHLYn1VMQ1Vytjk5MV_dHr-exFaCRrj9M9wtk0qFU8xi-7hFm_BnW71UL9CD1n5_nOe7AMkgV4uRH0S-KWULpQNCPCJO1PzTYUGyGTFLV7MD/s1600-h/IMG_4495.JPG"></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ruqf-uB7MAXWMBmAxVOvP1hgsUljr1dz8hD4ubXm4xKqi_OR31b9-KW-j9aiZ2HOT_oXefXkoWtFrdZp0sV3M4aw2mNpVt_CiyRYmUWyGGqdTTxKfr4LST-8r5C4_GfSTtkJ/s1600-h/IMG_4508.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCYa0BjvkTHsm6aZ3iouDglsG9YJdHihlvFR20YnBaLJtgtKcfqx-7zB-plUeUNs-kS67_rEmi0m_oPKBcDa9_obXcG9SFGMbkER1Eqvp6IzHLlxOmSH8D-M7ORWIGJmdQbgyE/s320/IMG_4474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412696945432838834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">That little girl LOVES her daddy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyt3jZroi-fw0WynyPK2hFt8KVbiiCbNpFFYrcJCEjpL8nbvZCYN8K26XV6ucwEU3XAdbdbuBgvgiZ15wZDT-vYOI2rdwTLFDh5TRux3wdp3O4zER2Q5KL5eoN3WgcxXdUD9g1/s1600-h/IMG_4489.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/AVvXsEjyt3jZroi-fw0WynyPK2hFt8KVbiiCbNpFFYrcJCEjpL8nbvZCYN8K26XV6ucwEU3XAdbdbuBgvgiZ15wZDT-vYOI2rdwTLFDh5TRux3wdp3O4zER2Q5KL5eoN3WgcxXdUD9g1/s320/IMG_4489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412696935917253250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Just had to share this face with you. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxX8vgbNoaWYwczPjz33HoAKHUmY-xnESA03X55Uxs9tm-c9kcn3Um13z8ru7UPWiUjtfkvxnGZPeDRW6mP5nh9GxdJn6J6qPYd9qKjwL3IYSATARC8dOHOnvdvFzrlsJ6_ACK/s1600-h/IMG_4475.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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She thought it was yummy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Fun Outside</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEbCMHJao5PG0wJP_2eSEsm9sQyaSkrXYK11jDbLfTRumxTQJfJTE4lt7R0BrmNfSkuKwqKvqWx3qwqlpWt9ouoebOsVaL4VqbMVYQTaw4wKftOmU6TMT8Ii8GO1ePwf1TcH7n/s1600-h/IMG_4645.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEbCMHJao5PG0wJP_2eSEsm9sQyaSkrXYK11jDbLfTRumxTQJfJTE4lt7R0BrmNfSkuKwqKvqWx3qwqlpWt9ouoebOsVaL4VqbMVYQTaw4wKftOmU6TMT8Ii8GO1ePwf1TcH7n/s320/IMG_4645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412687142113699554" /></a><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); 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZWhpZr0oz2H7x8LBYnKZv0Bnsq8Ox1C8hDwZRU9vucBblkv7DTl5UDqM_DI96L0ndK3XqD23qV0Yt9SPaEjiSjsN4WtB0hJ08wqw9ZE9iwM0wPlU_TAXrEbyOpd8P_33QegMn/s320/IMG_4719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412685033460221266" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-14077958272506980162009-09-03T13:32:00.003-05:002009-09-03T14:06:35.215-05:00Hannah stands<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzXvAgcpp_JQ_kzEzyQ6ct6Fcln4ViYZbqIxQeeTqxD6btX5DcI4HYe56h59P3WJ9N00mcNcZVIOdc' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So she's a little behind her cousin Brennan who is 3 weeks older and is walking very well. But Chloe didn't walk until 14 months either. I'll be excited for the day, but we are celebrating every moment!!</div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-79097322969778383232009-08-23T15:46:00.007-05:002009-08-23T16:05:31.093-05:00Brad and Lauren Snead's Wedding<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Chloe was the flower girl in Matt's best friend's wedding on Friday. Matt was a groomsman also. We were so privileged to be a part of their big day. We are so thankful for their friendship. Here are some of our pictures of the rehearsal and the wedding day. I didn't include all of them because the bride and groom have yet to see any of them possibly. </div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSdT8LW0Q09_OE1HLFaGLByZbiBZJA0QvHxJexUbI64stPLjaaf_AJk9PVvoM1wnaJW4y73hfW9DuST-D5XkZq5LalUgGASRQT_QGRKPpICPI0yUe1JSdsn45J01TC_O9EOZ5I/s1600-h/IMG_4340.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSdT8LW0Q09_OE1HLFaGLByZbiBZJA0QvHxJexUbI64stPLjaaf_AJk9PVvoM1wnaJW4y73hfW9DuST-D5XkZq5LalUgGASRQT_QGRKPpICPI0yUe1JSdsn45J01TC_O9EOZ5I/s320/IMG_4340.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373265460721041922" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe practicing walking down the aisle.</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/AVvXsEjS0g9lvnbXRvpDvJQvGIcuAaPv38dtR-gK2qpcARUCG_3Sv2_Nmq_bmX_W-N6l3YYJKLN1of-PjTWRhgG5hqGNxxjW2D_3lYa9S-br6P4QMCNESdQfnbVMAGs54kPcmsju8lml/s1600-h/IMG_4348.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS0g9lvnbXRvpDvJQvGIcuAaPv38dtR-gK2qpcARUCG_3Sv2_Nmq_bmX_W-N6l3YYJKLN1of-PjTWRhgG5hqGNxxjW2D_3lYa9S-br6P4QMCNESdQfnbVMAGs54kPcmsju8lml/s320/IMG_4348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373265454707842290" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe waiting in line for her turn to go.</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-sf-lGj9ImxMvYOEuYUNaR2nOpob_jhBL5WLvX9D7SvVijbLlEsW5oRkiJ9bIlB505ez8R_LTA3xuAvF0OngPwF_eUvGfdgO9DH71izATAylX148lgBJzo5YTU-cbIcmlCv5r/s1600-h/IMG_4362.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-sf-lGj9ImxMvYOEuYUNaR2nOpob_jhBL5WLvX9D7SvVijbLlEsW5oRkiJ9bIlB505ez8R_LTA3xuAvF0OngPwF_eUvGfdgO9DH71izATAylX148lgBJzo5YTU-cbIcmlCv5r/s320/IMG_4362.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373265439002455298" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The wedding day, on our way to get ready.</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/AVvXsEgM-p0H5TcLFmeKks9J5kDwOIwbuURJppVtRNPRz-QYWHj5f023oFTW5f3_aHmNyYjO5aWVClB6Izii_Mn8GsAxaVdec5-Ldi32A7U031eYO8Bij4IFz0BltO_PA1y2BczAAs2H/s1600-h/IMG_4374.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM-p0H5TcLFmeKks9J5kDwOIwbuURJppVtRNPRz-QYWHj5f023oFTW5f3_aHmNyYjO5aWVClB6Izii_Mn8GsAxaVdec5-Ldi32A7U031eYO8Bij4IFz0BltO_PA1y2BczAAs2H/s320/IMG_4374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264988273040498" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy and Chloe</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/AVvXsEh9f_BAcnXTCmNjrMXdmCKJFJW9sZt_vC4nZykdGqq-fx5CzOr08A-Z0ZvVfcXca8ZkkxHFQFi2UeFMimS8bDa8FV8arVSCORGyfgcyzOebWjgwIN9Q7AgARLS2-Y_2I1PVBEYV/s1600-h/IMG_4375.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9f_BAcnXTCmNjrMXdmCKJFJW9sZt_vC4nZykdGqq-fx5CzOr08A-Z0ZvVfcXca8ZkkxHFQFi2UeFMimS8bDa8FV8arVSCORGyfgcyzOebWjgwIN9Q7AgARLS2-Y_2I1PVBEYV/s320/IMG_4375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264977571581602" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My smokin' hot husband :)</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/AVvXsEhSKBD72JuKvUpx7SO4oO6CL0qZhoQhLDK3_KNg401jadJJWWAI6Pds0XVfY41j55QgUUmuIkwL4Tnt9Qpso7aOLSBOi9eUIWXeV_oryQNCiNZi2LTZbKZdOUvnZP7S1VRikRzJ/s1600-h/IMG_4381.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSKBD72JuKvUpx7SO4oO6CL0qZhoQhLDK3_KNg401jadJJWWAI6Pds0XVfY41j55QgUUmuIkwL4Tnt9Qpso7aOLSBOi9eUIWXeV_oryQNCiNZi2LTZbKZdOUvnZP7S1VRikRzJ/s320/IMG_4381.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264969919445218" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mommy and Chloe</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/AVvXsEhUC-q7VXDk69d2A91EsR5hfBSAHWAR5CgwUZg7oGHrDalq9tYYtDCz2yi90wlS27R2lAia3R_bIOL7NOEHz_R0gXFxDzHHRw-HJ5TBg27LdMNW0Khp8RUQAjfzkVHF9fQ75qvV/s1600-h/IMG_4385.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUC-q7VXDk69d2A91EsR5hfBSAHWAR5CgwUZg7oGHrDalq9tYYtDCz2yi90wlS27R2lAia3R_bIOL7NOEHz_R0gXFxDzHHRw-HJ5TBg27LdMNW0Khp8RUQAjfzkVHF9fQ75qvV/s320/IMG_4385.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264962913248770" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy and Chloe again</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/AVvXsEg606z_Tvlq2DNvDwQDG96buQTRAqAkpU6q4cEp78NWF1ONsE5e74VjHQq0UFUGH2Kh_CAMLYK5Sv1xVlKnK0ZCHcRi-NkI82jTwQPgHyYlNPm-_5Rsh4oTaOWtyfp_6VolkUu7/s1600-h/IMG_4395.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg606z_Tvlq2DNvDwQDG96buQTRAqAkpU6q4cEp78NWF1ONsE5e74VjHQq0UFUGH2Kh_CAMLYK5Sv1xVlKnK0ZCHcRi-NkI82jTwQPgHyYlNPm-_5Rsh4oTaOWtyfp_6VolkUu7/s320/IMG_4395.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264943685267218" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lauren and Chloe</div><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe was so excited to be the flower girl!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">She loves Lauren and Brad and often asks about them.</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/AVvXsEjfNs902kL59BIIzuUEnCyGpWt0jcV6jJC7NbFtImcdZX44jnFxD3nX1ZMx_MQCHdlOINgW5vQVf1OCQaAFrLDZ8Mk036niha052NR7y0BWw8XfoaTV7NgIs4JPZbACb2y00RPk/s1600-h/IMG_4412.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNs902kL59BIIzuUEnCyGpWt0jcV6jJC7NbFtImcdZX44jnFxD3nX1ZMx_MQCHdlOINgW5vQVf1OCQaAFrLDZ8Mk036niha052NR7y0BWw8XfoaTV7NgIs4JPZbACb2y00RPk/s320/IMG_4412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264426263373042" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Matt and Brad, the groom.</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/AVvXsEhblN6vldHJA65b1jqML-SI7g4j-rTYmNK4RR3A7Yu_JgP6MVO8P-ih3GDbfNcN8Sx5zE4Hg1beQY-Nhc2ZKBQFNRLQ6VTQIEExuN4Szw5Lq0g2ebeQIHSHlAeVlA1lr7I4RWDD/s1600-h/IMG_4414.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhblN6vldHJA65b1jqML-SI7g4j-rTYmNK4RR3A7Yu_JgP6MVO8P-ih3GDbfNcN8Sx5zE4Hg1beQY-Nhc2ZKBQFNRLQ6VTQIEExuN4Szw5Lq0g2ebeQIHSHlAeVlA1lr7I4RWDD/s320/IMG_4414.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264418505299970" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The flower girl</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/AVvXsEhNFejA9LSrAt5j3NKNzoaapSD6NUNo0LsMjQNz2JSt71SEF3q4U9m6LqEXmpR_cdJ8oV2g5JnJ4A9Pro32tmTvFsYwoappXMXU6kp9cEJCWuFzF4Qa9cNeolt2_-IFw8g3iAgq/s1600-h/IMG_4423.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNFejA9LSrAt5j3NKNzoaapSD6NUNo0LsMjQNz2JSt71SEF3q4U9m6LqEXmpR_cdJ8oV2g5JnJ4A9Pro32tmTvFsYwoappXMXU6kp9cEJCWuFzF4Qa9cNeolt2_-IFw8g3iAgq/s320/IMG_4423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264409828246642" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brad and Lauren Snead</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/AVvXsEhnnv9_FCQ2-F0tgmGnzSxxiqdx0atH2U8Yf5ttUCZpA6nQ04stU0rqT1oJD5Q6OMsGJsGEj6cwt1KH-TWGRvN7TQSkerb2_U52IHfzgeB28ux6IGzk5OlCWuwz0Bgs2A67Retb/s1600-h/IMG_4424.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnnv9_FCQ2-F0tgmGnzSxxiqdx0atH2U8Yf5ttUCZpA6nQ04stU0rqT1oJD5Q6OMsGJsGEj6cwt1KH-TWGRvN7TQSkerb2_U52IHfzgeB28ux6IGzk5OlCWuwz0Bgs2A67Retb/s320/IMG_4424.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264404022278354" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It took forever but Chloe finally took a picture with Brad and Lauren.</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/AVvXsEidB3eezHygJaZCiCXbEC_LmqHUzqQ5uuQcvxZZyrPr8XGCAq1NKjWFMsMS3LcffdwNMTz8API9T-LMvi5OpTFgWl9GhM8jmUU25lmWCq98wX0Z7vj5-yvdAffjX9XrxIyg937D/s1600-h/IMG_4427.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidB3eezHygJaZCiCXbEC_LmqHUzqQ5uuQcvxZZyrPr8XGCAq1NKjWFMsMS3LcffdwNMTz8API9T-LMvi5OpTFgWl9GhM8jmUU25lmWCq98wX0Z7vj5-yvdAffjX9XrxIyg937D/s320/IMG_4427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373264395357683074" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish Hannah could have come to be part of these great family pictures, but thanks to Matt's Mom, we were able to leave her at home. I don't think I could have handled having them both there!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It was a beautiful day and a beautiful wedding! We had fun and Chloe did really well as a flower girl. Once Mr. Brad coaxed to her to come toward the front, she took off straight to Daddy. She also danced into the night at the reception. I am so proud of her because she was so well behaved and did really well staying up very late two nights in a row.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><i>Congratulations, Brad and Lauren!!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-79695459078952142232009-08-13T10:50:00.009-05:002009-08-13T11:26:40.753-05:00Hannah<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijEfCc6MZUXQM-8oV2QuuNE7N_gr-_2X0-MzkGNK4mkZGLa63Kx6dyj6n_JDIuXf0CNMoMcpufbnsC6eUQr1hCLZe-DnwRQRnx3vex8ItsT3HD5KgCbKa1XbO0txEIjqpZJdOK/s1600-h/IMG_4208.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijEfCc6MZUXQM-8oV2QuuNE7N_gr-_2X0-MzkGNK4mkZGLa63Kx6dyj6n_JDIuXf0CNMoMcpufbnsC6eUQr1hCLZe-DnwRQRnx3vex8ItsT3HD5KgCbKa1XbO0txEIjqpZJdOK/s320/IMG_4208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369485484260230578" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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="font-size:x-large;"><i>Happy Birthday, Sweet Hannah!</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I can't believe this day is already here! You are growing so quickly that I cannot keep up with you! We have not been as quick to push you to do new things as we were with Chloe because we now understand how fast you will grow! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">You are such a joy to my heart! You are always smiling or laughing; even when you are upset you will grin at me through your fussiness. You are just so goofy, too! I can't help but laugh at you and your mannerisms. Everything you do is so light-hearted! You catch on to things so quickly; I only have to show you once or twice and you proceed to do it yourself! You LOVE your sister Chloe soooo much and light up when she gives you attention. You girls make each other giggle and laugh. Your light heart is good for the melancholy spirits of Chloe and I. I can't tell you enough how thankful I am that you are in my life. </span></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/AVvXsEi8TzkwDOi60n-zxnHCiWNpUJUHfMs9Tzb9PHxJT5-3hcJNsVCUslCLXxKhfnAAmKbCOWZBt_rjPCUF9uC4TjH91kINCIUpQa8fAlQvCb_0fPihGHlq3LQ6B3Q1NSE6FaSqajNf/s1600-h/IMG_4231.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8TzkwDOi60n-zxnHCiWNpUJUHfMs9Tzb9PHxJT5-3hcJNsVCUslCLXxKhfnAAmKbCOWZBt_rjPCUF9uC4TjH91kINCIUpQa8fAlQvCb_0fPihGHlq3LQ6B3Q1NSE6FaSqajNf/s320/IMG_4231.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369481062660172578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My prayer for you is that your happy heart is tempered with a sensitive and compassionate spirit, that you will love people well and see beyond their flaws to who God sees in them. Your name is a reminder of God's promise and His Grace. I pray that you will cling to His promises as you grow and come to know Him and that you will pour out His grace to those around you as you have experienced it yourself. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I love you, dear one. You are precious to me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Love, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mommy</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><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/AVvXsEgjVHtxI40tCnylb-rjdZ4ezy92ZQqTzL0XpO4Pq9v_kMnzRNYsUoj_0PDcO7x2p9Nu-OrJqrXtW3BLubA1USuSxXVSdmBdazlHCd5TvtHCzlCHO0qVaih85z-CbLzZnTlO1dDx/s320/IMG_4225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369480867109899426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtHC70FObZy43uOcZ843cAwG27haUQYrqwNP9ywDjAQgFRVbAXgUXRBdk83MOfKHtUDm-iLD3Jhl6rCxLuIwVkHWAHCAQPrJ2XhKRbVNe3ZKNHB8HWA1p-iA_gWp6jdBQqQ-56/s1600-h/%2520Little%2520Matthew%2520%2520&%2520%2520Grandma%2520Hynes_0001.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtHC70FObZy43uOcZ843cAwG27haUQYrqwNP9ywDjAQgFRVbAXgUXRBdk83MOfKHtUDm-iLD3Jhl6rCxLuIwVkHWAHCAQPrJ2XhKRbVNe3ZKNHB8HWA1p-iA_gWp6jdBQqQ-56/s320/%2520Little%2520Matthew%2520%2520&%2520%2520Grandma%2520Hynes_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369484733179714082" 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></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I just had to add this picture of Daddy when he was little. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">You two are two peas in a pod! You look like him, you act like him, and you even eat like him!! The same things he doesn't like, you don't either! :)</span></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-51948156327633542702009-08-03T21:27:00.032-05:002009-08-05T21:10:13.858-05:00San Fran, CA<div>Matt and I left the girls with my parents and flew off to San Francisco, CA for 5 days. We went because we had signed up for the San Fran Half Marathon that was on that Sunday so we decided to make a vacation of it for just the two of us. It was my first time to leave the girls for that long. It was hard to leave them and I nearly wanted to back out, but I knew my husband would not feel like he's number 1 to me if I sent him to San Francisco by himself. :)</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 1**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY9Z5w1xYChVJ8oIT8XYY4Dhou0yxGGgesg9Cg8qrlSad-LsR3kVNbI7LZNz2DnOiSRgd9SK4bzVnXJqR8W-eLna3Q5eUbXvGJG2hRQAfDaHNOLpeRi6yIzeTffNJTDSgHJBu/s1600-h/IMG_3970.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY9Z5w1xYChVJ8oIT8XYY4Dhou0yxGGgesg9Cg8qrlSad-LsR3kVNbI7LZNz2DnOiSRgd9SK4bzVnXJqR8W-eLna3Q5eUbXvGJG2hRQAfDaHNOLpeRi6yIzeTffNJTDSgHJBu/s320/IMG_3970.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365937079315981922" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At the airport waiting for our delayed flight to SF. It's so foggy there!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfLxX8dRbIAr5FVeIY_CckRWB4ogyliGmFpciRnx98rcwx0GXVJH-mTCqRiW_zDdIUK3Y6AbfxrEwkU49OOFS25IszbJE2Vuv_5gDk05j1eLVGEoBi_Zf-n3nEiPG4nhPSAoso/s1600-h/IMG_3977.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/AVvXsEgfLxX8dRbIAr5FVeIY_CckRWB4ogyliGmFpciRnx98rcwx0GXVJH-mTCqRiW_zDdIUK3Y6AbfxrEwkU49OOFS25IszbJE2Vuv_5gDk05j1eLVGEoBi_Zf-n3nEiPG4nhPSAoso/s320/IMG_3977.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365937072658860338" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Matt with "Roxy", our rented VW. He wanted to match our car. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPty2AsTU5iXeDQTgcYznfIaTLOeB9snBAsmXBzUFCSdsk5MN9KKHfNBzfcLwu_DSlPEHaB8kkeHVuB_Qc5ITKHLS3LInSixkedWD8vHv0COru_qUlHp6iB-PrKpC-pgVan5Op/s1600-h/IMG_3979.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/AVvXsEhPty2AsTU5iXeDQTgcYznfIaTLOeB9snBAsmXBzUFCSdsk5MN9KKHfNBzfcLwu_DSlPEHaB8kkeHVuB_Qc5ITKHLS3LInSixkedWD8vHv0COru_qUlHp6iB-PrKpC-pgVan5Op/s320/IMG_3979.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365937067032611746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The view of the bay outside of our window. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Can't you see it? That little patch of dark blue to the veeeeerrry far right.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGhjrqZSiXb4P9-jprrFuPHo35ZTl2tXLUF_5AAC7IZoZF0czRjBX_jaVdMSmhbcZFAnXTcOOIRJ6He0FBlDZJEUyTUIo8Gq1QamvEXZlxEZcrfv_LO-aTE6u6f56-zRDy8k2U/s1600-h/IMG_3981.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/AVvXsEjGhjrqZSiXb4P9-jprrFuPHo35ZTl2tXLUF_5AAC7IZoZF0czRjBX_jaVdMSmhbcZFAnXTcOOIRJ6He0FBlDZJEUyTUIo8Gq1QamvEXZlxEZcrfv_LO-aTE6u6f56-zRDy8k2U/s320/IMG_3981.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365937065979773170" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Our hotel room at the Westin. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I have to brag. I got our room for $60 a night. It was by the airport but that really did not bother us. We drove Roxy for the first 3 days and after that, we were just a ten minute walk to the BART station in Millbrae, CA, which is where the hotel was.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">After a jog along the bay, we headed up to the city to check it out and have dinner.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIRHUxz1rw0btxE0tYsDHUbYankjAZFI9heGnoeVMX3IhrbxM-1CtmpUo6SAsJP2-n7HZH2ckg5JaPBnLG2hMuTDXoPTDXXmNJ7oOclXz8dOMBgMqUkSMrrmMM8ChGa20Fr-3/s1600-h/IMG_3983.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLIRHUxz1rw0btxE0tYsDHUbYankjAZFI9heGnoeVMX3IhrbxM-1CtmpUo6SAsJP2-n7HZH2ckg5JaPBnLG2hMuTDXoPTDXXmNJ7oOclXz8dOMBgMqUkSMrrmMM8ChGa20Fr-3/s320/IMG_3983.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365937061757281426" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is a theater downtown that we almost went to.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgori_9xjr_Edoc-JAOHKnaW10gjOmqPYqwzmrKacuh4YNiQy2OsnbtS3-BT0TAcO2Hq8jLs0awYNYXTPfZnBgEM_1zEj2wt1j_YDUVYyORVON6JL5r9dRZq4Ptf1MBfLY6cUBX/s1600-h/IMG_3989.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgori_9xjr_Edoc-JAOHKnaW10gjOmqPYqwzmrKacuh4YNiQy2OsnbtS3-BT0TAcO2Hq8jLs0awYNYXTPfZnBgEM_1zEj2wt1j_YDUVYyORVON6JL5r9dRZq4Ptf1MBfLY6cUBX/s320/IMG_3989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365936149932813666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Cool building, but I don't know what it is used for. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I like old architecture but nothing is that old in San Fran because in 1906 there was fire that spread throughout almost the entire city. Most everything was built since then. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhchnIcqDN-drQNalonHf7fbgWvy8qOflLKvwTLTLLV9Iz9XZrRFZcgBYswmqruZTizyQgtZGGOYt5xm0kmmcBstd9EE8NtweixDwUW372YLqYIp4B0mSr6h2PlIOitaHZX8i/s1600-h/IMG_3997.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBhchnIcqDN-drQNalonHf7fbgWvy8qOflLKvwTLTLLV9Iz9XZrRFZcgBYswmqruZTizyQgtZGGOYt5xm0kmmcBstd9EE8NtweixDwUW372YLqYIp4B0mSr6h2PlIOitaHZX8i/s320/IMG_3997.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365936143753547666" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Pier 39</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh31gqw-7ebuqIyiq1IO5JeK3C8p44XcpuXQHALEfG8JeKFODJcoDqgJLibTdijiJU62ulcMvNhQ85Hxt4ByePn1_jrzYdGt03QLhUe1b4LsAc7DQuHzkjnPb-QxXMKYiX9Adbx/s1600-h/IMG_4003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh31gqw-7ebuqIyiq1IO5JeK3C8p44XcpuXQHALEfG8JeKFODJcoDqgJLibTdijiJU62ulcMvNhQ85Hxt4ByePn1_jrzYdGt03QLhUe1b4LsAc7DQuHzkjnPb-QxXMKYiX9Adbx/s320/IMG_4003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365936142781457090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Matt and I at Pier 39. Unfortunately the sign is behind our heads. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was so stinkin' windy and cold so one of the first things we did after dinner was go buy San Francisco sweatshirts.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1AWmzemxcGyt-qd8RR4x8yfXce7fWw7mRADLH_xYrpwOCyGBfLjJTMTYMeBrx8ZCa1HXjMxr4Y6PEfyOZSJBP4zARqPRkTMVFyRYg38Vvm6BzpL2aHA6d3Dg1YEJxi3gY1sT/s1600-h/IMG_4004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH1AWmzemxcGyt-qd8RR4x8yfXce7fWw7mRADLH_xYrpwOCyGBfLjJTMTYMeBrx8ZCa1HXjMxr4Y6PEfyOZSJBP4zARqPRkTMVFyRYg38Vvm6BzpL2aHA6d3Dg1YEJxi3gY1sT/s320/IMG_4004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365936135103866146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Still Pier 39</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXT2B1Rkvy2Y3-8qWqORKBwzEnZunLngNrsAiIJcf7UIfMrJXMLUSjjoTXDHY6ID8t89WKY2q7JSiCQxJCQEGuwZLmQ89QLv_9cTw5eKOwxxAEEACzORiJniDiXSynptMScQKA/s1600-h/IMG_4005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXT2B1Rkvy2Y3-8qWqORKBwzEnZunLngNrsAiIJcf7UIfMrJXMLUSjjoTXDHY6ID8t89WKY2q7JSiCQxJCQEGuwZLmQ89QLv_9cTw5eKOwxxAEEACzORiJniDiXSynptMScQKA/s320/IMG_4005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365936133637816178" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The view from our restaurant window. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRTJZyJbiCxuftGhggt9VvdqXiMMkHEmdmYlkVfqOjeMLW9S65OQ9k-HJ4RUYxAsu8CLKX_3yj7Kxu0PwETwq-TI9bbYdncmi3Wd8A5Nmwm6yxdJo2TNDWGq_o4tXVHqxvHGX/s1600-h/IMG_4006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRTJZyJbiCxuftGhggt9VvdqXiMMkHEmdmYlkVfqOjeMLW9S65OQ9k-HJ4RUYxAsu8CLKX_3yj7Kxu0PwETwq-TI9bbYdncmi3Wd8A5Nmwm6yxdJo2TNDWGq_o4tXVHqxvHGX/s320/IMG_4006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365935497508375762" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is the K-dock which is famous for the hords of sea lions that congregate there to sleep and relax.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41AXBsiEmQqmsYzsB4Oe8cB2ZFVcuQXX26M96VXwtDn8NNPAr-mLzS6sHZ13Lt-FUaGHfGOuGjyk5kUZLDQ5zhuDA46aXrWKhIRpaxqdeKDATO0F-4dH8ngPe9bmNc602tP51/s1600-h/IMG_4009.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi41AXBsiEmQqmsYzsB4Oe8cB2ZFVcuQXX26M96VXwtDn8NNPAr-mLzS6sHZ13Lt-FUaGHfGOuGjyk5kUZLDQ5zhuDA46aXrWKhIRpaxqdeKDATO0F-4dH8ngPe9bmNc602tP51/s320/IMG_4009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365935491592526562" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The view of the city from our restaurant on Pier 39.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8IOLipWybot5hENXkBsrVI0ozWPjaimuJHpU_DZI7fyOIDq_lYxLH82-zgwkZPlbj4vwtJEiMZ0VVQYYof20Uy1rOjWR_13JZhAIWsWOTdn7t7pAbyys-x3sYzrLl5cr9hWk/s1600-h/IMG_4010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8IOLipWybot5hENXkBsrVI0ozWPjaimuJHpU_DZI7fyOIDq_lYxLH82-zgwkZPlbj4vwtJEiMZ0VVQYYof20Uy1rOjWR_13JZhAIWsWOTdn7t7pAbyys-x3sYzrLl5cr9hWk/s320/IMG_4010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365935489927664482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Pier 39 Carousel</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4orERcOHKwYUc5Qlo2McSZyjo0lOZUaDIQt4lLB79syLTCX3C6iF823Dy9k71dZ6FfiserQF2fJEA04DSbRg_T5aP0c0nFhdv357CZdYBjpgMOsm2MjfAcU_VMcqBvGKuEgA1/s1600-h/IMG_4012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4orERcOHKwYUc5Qlo2McSZyjo0lOZUaDIQt4lLB79syLTCX3C6iF823Dy9k71dZ6FfiserQF2fJEA04DSbRg_T5aP0c0nFhdv357CZdYBjpgMOsm2MjfAcU_VMcqBvGKuEgA1/s320/IMG_4012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365935483324330194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">View of Alcatraz from Pier 39. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was to afraid to go because Matt was talking about actually touring the prison itself. No way! It would have been nice to tour the bay though on a boat.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCiczifLIC-59iEAwtxo646LZKPu8mfcEdobS0Gs1Yoa7RJB4M-PQ2wT89o53ELwr24MdGC_1D1PJYNyGa0KGYHh2u1t1Cpk1s6b8UUqcLIbGzSV8PNRFQKru4DALAt9O-jVh/s1600-h/IMG_4013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcCiczifLIC-59iEAwtxo646LZKPu8mfcEdobS0Gs1Yoa7RJB4M-PQ2wT89o53ELwr24MdGC_1D1PJYNyGa0KGYHh2u1t1Cpk1s6b8UUqcLIbGzSV8PNRFQKru4DALAt9O-jVh/s320/IMG_4013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365935475784626786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Fisherman's Wharf</div><div style="text-align: center;">Us in our new SF sweatshirts.</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/AVvXsEjO0mcjxxGaL-Vu5hUQXTD4d1wq8KQWjpYT0junVoxj4JZkS7Dhp6m75fKjpw4ElByHpMSbz93CKx15sj6wozy6wRWHi93HS94qLRGZu0lqoX0eB8MPSdslfLG-o2KZKCpbJEib/s1600-h/IMG_4104.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO0mcjxxGaL-Vu5hUQXTD4d1wq8KQWjpYT0junVoxj4JZkS7Dhp6m75fKjpw4ElByHpMSbz93CKx15sj6wozy6wRWHi93HS94qLRGZu0lqoX0eB8MPSdslfLG-o2KZKCpbJEib/s320/IMG_4104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932291842836770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Another view of the city</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 2**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We took a day trip down to Monterey to see the bay and the Aquarium. On our way, we stopped in Santa Cruz for lunch and a stroll. We ate at the BEST pizza place called Kioni's. It was sooooooooo good! The Monterey Bay Aquarium was also wonderful. It was way better than Sea World and well worth the 1 1/2 hour drive to it from SF. The facility is made for children so it made us both miss our girls even more!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhVaOVfdXRi0YSECNnVHtRQu_OK9tb7YlIuDtOOYOG-NssFioWhynUAJTNiteYnp7PtHIf3eIt_B5xtPpf9CD9JsHxgzMxD4bXlA6sJJXnQdbvOPNTxGIlQgZ_o1xEaB9SCCa/s1600-h/IMG_4016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFhVaOVfdXRi0YSECNnVHtRQu_OK9tb7YlIuDtOOYOG-NssFioWhynUAJTNiteYnp7PtHIf3eIt_B5xtPpf9CD9JsHxgzMxD4bXlA6sJJXnQdbvOPNTxGIlQgZ_o1xEaB9SCCa/s320/IMG_4016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934836283217458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A street in Santa Cruz</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQFhcGhYwZhX2TsG9qhxtPNOlJArLr8ISFhsxeSLlkCSBV1ZciAOrUJ1nPGiH7mn9js3DmOSHmkPttIKfoEfSfOfySaaQtEOY6aMFPxdx-gvODk6vvCrh7ZkrK79gfHMICy8x/s1600-h/IMG_4019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwQFhcGhYwZhX2TsG9qhxtPNOlJArLr8ISFhsxeSLlkCSBV1ZciAOrUJ1nPGiH7mn9js3DmOSHmkPttIKfoEfSfOfySaaQtEOY6aMFPxdx-gvODk6vvCrh7ZkrK79gfHMICy8x/s320/IMG_4019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934832289769874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Another street.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> actually, probably the same street, just a different view.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8S1QNJg3jUdn7JXbIoBB_5khg5GFIjNWmq8RtcvaZJoAijY57b85Q7E1r4Ggtfr9Qj3zZPizq2gGlqA6gnBFQIpHXBbUzING4xaeQRPduTNYaywiTQ9v_mNIDfs5-kBGgwec2/s1600-h/IMG_4020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8S1QNJg3jUdn7JXbIoBB_5khg5GFIjNWmq8RtcvaZJoAijY57b85Q7E1r4Ggtfr9Qj3zZPizq2gGlqA6gnBFQIpHXBbUzING4xaeQRPduTNYaywiTQ9v_mNIDfs5-kBGgwec2/s320/IMG_4020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934826538799058" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Santa Cruz</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4l6HxdQXLdXWiNnPjyz0L4xKG1EKvUQ5_BPi3xUlse-P9XCA_BDsxkhwplzZtCC_vbN5CNtBZZ1-sx_1jJBLHxEeecOFujnZzr7kqYDZHra2jqleYN9H9Mi4zP_8oc8uhjuV8/s1600-h/IMG_4023.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4l6HxdQXLdXWiNnPjyz0L4xKG1EKvUQ5_BPi3xUlse-P9XCA_BDsxkhwplzZtCC_vbN5CNtBZZ1-sx_1jJBLHxEeecOFujnZzr7kqYDZHra2jqleYN9H9Mi4zP_8oc8uhjuV8/s320/IMG_4023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934821301076434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAZLw-JkKl5kNrATT0wNILrZ4Il1SjlYMd0S-DXOeZ4CA4B1GzS6hhUdUo5NzSzlXW_q2qDrMsV_sFAuzc7gNPBNR6S6MSc8BdyrEbWFeOuDr0OBhoFHSzpGjV6SfS6CpQM2L/s1600-h/IMG_4025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPAZLw-JkKl5kNrATT0wNILrZ4Il1SjlYMd0S-DXOeZ4CA4B1GzS6hhUdUo5NzSzlXW_q2qDrMsV_sFAuzc7gNPBNR6S6MSc8BdyrEbWFeOuDr0OBhoFHSzpGjV6SfS6CpQM2L/s320/IMG_4025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934819821473554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Monterey's Fisherman's Wharf</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLirB8gZPVZCDNIiPprm8F9CQgcUuLJdj4yumQA25wZ48AK3W43sWapNBwv5O2xc0vEpIlhI4BV05BIyrw1F4XHmaoPqTroFM8ZIxD1cvpOTyDt9VnMlM7PLahm9I9sZaQwS2q/s1600-h/IMG_4035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLirB8gZPVZCDNIiPprm8F9CQgcUuLJdj4yumQA25wZ48AK3W43sWapNBwv5O2xc0vEpIlhI4BV05BIyrw1F4XHmaoPqTroFM8ZIxD1cvpOTyDt9VnMlM7PLahm9I9sZaQwS2q/s320/IMG_4035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934256105031298" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Monterey Bay is behind us. There is also a little sea lion on the rocks behind my head.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimfezTMb7ARuA6PJKNzAt8ybnlJFIx-7Tmkj9juEbA83j8WuZLiEz9Wx0PnkLJBkFzf_GB_vUiuKc-Vx8BkyYABGkIQB2H2eSfx_X9LI2P_RZ-v48RzxO1-GnfIsFHcSP8ZUCH/s1600-h/IMG_4028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimfezTMb7ARuA6PJKNzAt8ybnlJFIx-7Tmkj9juEbA83j8WuZLiEz9Wx0PnkLJBkFzf_GB_vUiuKc-Vx8BkyYABGkIQB2H2eSfx_X9LI2P_RZ-v48RzxO1-GnfIsFHcSP8ZUCH/s320/IMG_4028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934251136574114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The shoreline at the Bay</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0T4cDByWQN8bQINXn06cAJ5SXNNXsh8ZOVnR4XxyRng69kSM8Bn2T-I6m4WkCGs-AcZkv1j4hQGn93rhpeS0q1VdNMoqTvW3-Fl5ZyB8umFAkGXM9qTaFU_Ek3ux8Y98m1SA/s1600-h/IMG_4036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0T4cDByWQN8bQINXn06cAJ5SXNNXsh8ZOVnR4XxyRng69kSM8Bn2T-I6m4WkCGs-AcZkv1j4hQGn93rhpeS0q1VdNMoqTvW3-Fl5ZyB8umFAkGXM9qTaFU_Ek3ux8Y98m1SA/s320/IMG_4036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934248010510642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Another view of us and the Bay</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS7zIOr2W7Rf1wDr-cja0T531SxfPViZskInWJXfCcNNl5ESN0ixqMkq3hFEx_1FZaFGGXpcSmIpstln9uqDHaY_TbT_hImlG0sEJklad5OKiZfmDUWX__UsYAzfxOTx2cY48/s1600-h/IMG_4040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS7zIOr2W7Rf1wDr-cja0T531SxfPViZskInWJXfCcNNl5ESN0ixqMkq3hFEx_1FZaFGGXpcSmIpstln9uqDHaY_TbT_hImlG0sEJklad5OKiZfmDUWX__UsYAzfxOTx2cY48/s320/IMG_4040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934244442907458" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A penguin at the Aquarium. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbC-OU5AX9x3jtF2eJKpfUmfD4E_-zQOitz8q_3XDZCoxnf7F6e6XXpDfGg8N8IS7IbjAt_1ck5ZWOtbSNVg-08nWBoXrYaNcgVn4PNKyfVhKAFTZPA5VxQsbFelJXWFNfY4Y/s1600-h/IMG_4041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIbC-OU5AX9x3jtF2eJKpfUmfD4E_-zQOitz8q_3XDZCoxnf7F6e6XXpDfGg8N8IS7IbjAt_1ck5ZWOtbSNVg-08nWBoXrYaNcgVn4PNKyfVhKAFTZPA5VxQsbFelJXWFNfY4Y/s320/IMG_4041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365934240158772802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This Orca jumps out of the water below just for pictures. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDsVnjnaTdFiclUF23qaOS7l5JIP_iO_QUarOhiM1AcvIDUIHKWphJV-acdmF-A4dzJ6UWouliXKEtIJM6c0ELnLyQ4J-su9cbIrwHZHsn2zqxOVQBC6zTO6P3TY9HDKAo7ie/s1600-h/IMG_4043.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDsVnjnaTdFiclUF23qaOS7l5JIP_iO_QUarOhiM1AcvIDUIHKWphJV-acdmF-A4dzJ6UWouliXKEtIJM6c0ELnLyQ4J-su9cbIrwHZHsn2zqxOVQBC6zTO6P3TY9HDKAo7ie/s320/IMG_4043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933609353313986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHs1V5iafJwsurKoG1Ixw5qYXNmsQJKuq_R96QN1m7ztjSc3Fu5KOR-mtrGgPxiXWvBAlmWVvY093AQAqNMM0rg6nHyWhzirKFNZBaem1T_90m9iVDNreIyGXTcfR2ob0rtN1-/s1600-h/IMG_4047.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHs1V5iafJwsurKoG1Ixw5qYXNmsQJKuq_R96QN1m7ztjSc3Fu5KOR-mtrGgPxiXWvBAlmWVvY093AQAqNMM0rg6nHyWhzirKFNZBaem1T_90m9iVDNreIyGXTcfR2ob0rtN1-/s320/IMG_4047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933610596156898" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful jellyfish</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgexz0R1yijVcaZbK3XKCYG3thldxr6Jll_lM8XZza67XfPt623E4PJA32onzFfbAVTSBEacv9oSvZP17eUbVlefoYJXOUV7hvUr9a4ZwPgHUXzG4EGS9Lj0RQ_6SX92FpsRakT/s1600-h/IMG_4050.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgexz0R1yijVcaZbK3XKCYG3thldxr6Jll_lM8XZza67XfPt623E4PJA32onzFfbAVTSBEacv9oSvZP17eUbVlefoYJXOUV7hvUr9a4ZwPgHUXzG4EGS9Lj0RQ_6SX92FpsRakT/s320/IMG_4050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933604612782130" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">More beautiful jellyfish</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-nFRhN0hbVL4sBKk23C09sDseWdJTOjWknRmN0KkJlAuNZDohsb5T5fFz6jyN7E-HfVwZlwWXCX5C8BLYYbfHQ3KxhsurhZfgMhBSnhRKn9XakcYtm-kr_ppjWxVEN8fE7up/s1600-h/IMG_4054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-nFRhN0hbVL4sBKk23C09sDseWdJTOjWknRmN0KkJlAuNZDohsb5T5fFz6jyN7E-HfVwZlwWXCX5C8BLYYbfHQ3KxhsurhZfgMhBSnhRKn9XakcYtm-kr_ppjWxVEN8fE7up/s320/IMG_4054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933600665363650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sea horse</div><div style="text-align: center;">Did you know there are many, many different kinds of Seahorses? They had just about all of them at the Aquarium, I think.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzWJiSjTyu4l5V934lci7sXEIGm1Cih52pqli-Jl5L5aEFQeQUwT49nl_Wp39P0d9th38_Cz7-T0kdKZ8YxNf0FU9VPYeuJXkcWa00RGB1hKqGGPxqvCcbUD7OGYTcyIGLAZa/s1600-h/IMG_4059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYzWJiSjTyu4l5V934lci7sXEIGm1Cih52pqli-Jl5L5aEFQeQUwT49nl_Wp39P0d9th38_Cz7-T0kdKZ8YxNf0FU9VPYeuJXkcWa00RGB1hKqGGPxqvCcbUD7OGYTcyIGLAZa/s320/IMG_4059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933599973843394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Little Seahorses (not babies)</div><div style="text-align: center;">They really are tiny and they mate for life. You can tell which ones have chosen their partners because their tails are intertwined.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlg06mhyjF3PRt6NxRrJoyJ48MM73hfqS0h7i2xLhfgMkhpYqEa5gzhnwXdr3tAlVSWzEiMwanmQASm8AK0OeoH2O93STO21TrFDG4jGs5lVRvAD6Q3z-OkdRffSduxLyjM4Ek/s1600-h/IMG_4061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlg06mhyjF3PRt6NxRrJoyJ48MM73hfqS0h7i2xLhfgMkhpYqEa5gzhnwXdr3tAlVSWzEiMwanmQASm8AK0OeoH2O93STO21TrFDG4jGs5lVRvAD6Q3z-OkdRffSduxLyjM4Ek/s320/IMG_4061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933162885428722" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Monterey Cannery Row</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 3**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This day was our favorite day. After going to the expo to pick up our race day packets and to drive part of the course, we took another day trip while we had Roxy up north across the Golden Gate Bridge to Sausalito and to the Muir Woods National Park where the tallest trees in the world are. They are Redwoods and are related to the Giant Sequoias. The Giant Sequoias are larger around but are not quite as tall. We ate lunch (pasta, of course, since it was the day before our race) in Sausalito, then took a shuttle to Muir Woods. It was a very curvy road and we both got a little car sick. But the fresh air in the woods and a little snack helped us recover quickly. We took a 4 or 5 mile hike through the woods and mountains. It was probably in the upper 60's. I think we both finished getting relaxed here, in the peace and quiet of the trees. We both realized how much we have missed the out doors. We wanted to spend another day or two hiking if we could have. Thankfully, the hike didn't ruin our legs for our race!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQv3YZsDD5wh0lKW0JASjIrdJmdL5M__wLtOs81VFxppEQTNJWKYv8oA-TDb3d-W3Nxy5RzGMETOPYNvO8hq584GmjeGVhd4f6TlHUW2119J4hofax238PltB0aSakTBSEctL/s1600-h/IMG_4080.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivQv3YZsDD5wh0lKW0JASjIrdJmdL5M__wLtOs81VFxppEQTNJWKYv8oA-TDb3d-W3Nxy5RzGMETOPYNvO8hq584GmjeGVhd4f6TlHUW2119J4hofax238PltB0aSakTBSEctL/s320/IMG_4080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933158650445506" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Golden Gate Bridge</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj2GefNvq_TvX9ZV18ruIQO6mvitwHLohxRlA-eHQMF0TNLXtTyzdU3BSdkH4zWDJ__ykWdVgP4KQYFxUUSvYFqvKYR9zsDlGmkgmVPsrpzOfaUSOXqcs6yIHx9gRR7QOKbpWr/s1600-h/IMG_4083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj2GefNvq_TvX9ZV18ruIQO6mvitwHLohxRlA-eHQMF0TNLXtTyzdU3BSdkH4zWDJ__ykWdVgP4KQYFxUUSvYFqvKYR9zsDlGmkgmVPsrpzOfaUSOXqcs6yIHx9gRR7QOKbpWr/s320/IMG_4083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933156697975858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Muir Woods</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUFZQs0yhd9i2xtMX-KrbqxVDRTilunhBQ2Wj2WV-uAvXMmnOQKNPCwmKwePvblpegM1C3TB2LtARzwxv2UMMbDQ6M4c9AxZ6yzAd_yOIPc_KIgiKP5TFuOehrMaeOenlT25-/s1600-h/IMG_4086.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNUFZQs0yhd9i2xtMX-KrbqxVDRTilunhBQ2Wj2WV-uAvXMmnOQKNPCwmKwePvblpegM1C3TB2LtARzwxv2UMMbDQ6M4c9AxZ6yzAd_yOIPc_KIgiKP5TFuOehrMaeOenlT25-/s320/IMG_4086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933152983575090" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Yes, we are standing in front of the TRUNKS of those trees behind us. </div><div style="text-align: center;">They are hollow inside.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyw3zxGrO0PC_SPwnVkM_Ga4DX303NNxxv9Z5uAfrciGev03gRYB_Vz-iBytkHFoZHbOU37IbeHv0ZElTE8CRSE-no6RHKhqSGy95ygA0BFhf3cJtOlbsYz11H_xPyPqfHFMAf/s1600-h/IMG_4095.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyw3zxGrO0PC_SPwnVkM_Ga4DX303NNxxv9Z5uAfrciGev03gRYB_Vz-iBytkHFoZHbOU37IbeHv0ZElTE8CRSE-no6RHKhqSGy95ygA0BFhf3cJtOlbsYz11H_xPyPqfHFMAf/s320/IMG_4095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365933151087348370" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Am9d3LAgRAUxBhm_vzQTqArBPKUwkTU8QdYJZXF7Nb2wH67XsT-YGSyloznm5y9ciscthUVYbF-dv5h8Q_qbfm0edoPFFz3eyoFmfEkQzJ65d2tGtFG6vxJl6pCdPFehJ-Ph/s1600-h/IMG_4099.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Am9d3LAgRAUxBhm_vzQTqArBPKUwkTU8QdYJZXF7Nb2wH67XsT-YGSyloznm5y9ciscthUVYbF-dv5h8Q_qbfm0edoPFFz3eyoFmfEkQzJ65d2tGtFG6vxJl6pCdPFehJ-Ph/s320/IMG_4099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932290709115474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Me in a trunk of a tree</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Here, Sally, you can save this pic. We didn't get one of us putting our arms around one, but maybe this will do to show the enormity of it!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 4**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Race Day!! I woke up at 3a.m. and couldn't fall back asleep for the 3:30 a.m. alarm. We needed to leave by 4 or 4:30 to drive downtown and park in time for us to get to our corrals so that we could start at the correct time.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Below is the only picture we got of the two of us before the race which was taken by a girl who was standing near us who happened to be from Austin. Matt finished in 2:02:18 and I finished in 2:12:55. I just couldn't believe I went 1 1/2 minutes faster per mile than my long runs at home. It really makes a difference running in 50 degree weather versus 80 and 90 degree weather! The hills were not a problem for either of us since we'd been running them at home which was good because the last 4 miles was one hill right after the other. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">This day was my second favorite day. After the race, we drove back to our hotel room, grabbed lunch on the way, took hot showers, I took a nap while Matt returned the rental car, and we lounged in our hotel for the rest of the day. We took a dip in the hot tub that afternoon which felt awesome to our weary legs. We ordered pizza in for dinner and rented Angels and Demons. It was great to be able to lay around and not be expected to do anything.</span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBX_cJ9lDydAh7C_Ga2FxqPNotr4hVxqdspti93zRMv7OQ-VNyj4a4Wy457z9FziVmfgNN8jDF00D9piEez79G38RscfKTAkiwGg55d-k0-JKVRl1rxqNqFbYgXmZmHSwbwWuN/s1600-h/IMG_4107.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBX_cJ9lDydAh7C_Ga2FxqPNotr4hVxqdspti93zRMv7OQ-VNyj4a4Wy457z9FziVmfgNN8jDF00D9piEez79G38RscfKTAkiwGg55d-k0-JKVRl1rxqNqFbYgXmZmHSwbwWuN/s320/IMG_4107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932288092066706" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 5**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We headed back to the city to do more sightseeing since we'd only seen the piers so far. Matt wanted to take me to the Wells Fargo Museum. As some of you know, Wells has been around for a looooooong time as they ran the first stage coach system in the West. The Bank has been around since 1852 and was one of the first banks during the Gold Rush Era.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">After the bank and some lunch, we rode the old cable car toward the west of town but it ended a lot farther away from where we thought it would so we decided to walk the rest of the way to Golden Gate Park. On our way we took a few detours so we could see other sites in the city. We walked through The Fillmore district which became famous during the Jazz era. We walked to Alamo Park to see the Painted Ladies (think Full House). And then we walked some more. We probably walked 5 or 6 miles just trying to get to the Golden Gate park and my feet hurt sooooooo badly by the time we got there. Most of the attractions were closing soon by the time we got there, so it wasn't worth it to pay to see them. We did go to the Japanese Tea Garden and it was very pretty. If only people would respect areas that are meant for quietness and calmness, it would have been a lot more peaceful. We stopped and had Jasmine Green tea and a snack in the garden and that was a nice experience.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">The day and the trip ended with a taxi ride to Union Square where we ate Cheesecake Factory and took desert back to the hotel. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkoRfUbeCXH6TgTWki7yLfrGP7BCJN0XFhnV-ebEtWgb1toTC3JFNAI7KtxgLDBkFbC5WmtPYh_l7yRRP4lFw4tQ5lKyEIrCNEB9vqZ6aJeqDlIeiv6ZO_Jslb4NXybtC4x15P/s1600-h/IMG_4111.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkoRfUbeCXH6TgTWki7yLfrGP7BCJN0XFhnV-ebEtWgb1toTC3JFNAI7KtxgLDBkFbC5WmtPYh_l7yRRP4lFw4tQ5lKyEIrCNEB9vqZ6aJeqDlIeiv6ZO_Jslb4NXybtC4x15P/s320/IMG_4111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932285223104834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The bank where the museum is in San Fran. There is also one in L.A.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy0Jzwr7h6IIXxfUlC3PF0V7_rfaUZBF9HNcLJsEqfmp9wjVAAtvysjaiHpIPQoKBTaIZzXXr7_XSrDH8NmqKFTijyA8rr4QMD4QPvZiyZVGCoKxrj5OlUhOH32MPRCvs-KnLX/s1600-h/IMG_4114.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/AVvXsEjy0Jzwr7h6IIXxfUlC3PF0V7_rfaUZBF9HNcLJsEqfmp9wjVAAtvysjaiHpIPQoKBTaIZzXXr7_XSrDH8NmqKFTijyA8rr4QMD4QPvZiyZVGCoKxrj5OlUhOH32MPRCvs-KnLX/s320/IMG_4114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365932280172605394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">One of the old stage coaches</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCEi3ymiSVkU0Jv8mXXbV54NLpHhxkU0JQXAdDViRxOM11c1WejKWhOAZMCSSWgVvH7pMqMgUu1rXQu_6-L8FX5lVGXYRNQsmB0nz1XUHsXdwoYJ3l4rIdlQcA2vfupyUpepVk/s1600-h/IMG_4117.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/AVvXsEiCEi3ymiSVkU0Jv8mXXbV54NLpHhxkU0JQXAdDViRxOM11c1WejKWhOAZMCSSWgVvH7pMqMgUu1rXQu_6-L8FX5lVGXYRNQsmB0nz1XUHsXdwoYJ3l4rIdlQcA2vfupyUpepVk/s320/IMG_4117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365931674664770754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Blackberry, old school.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(Thankfully, Matt DID leave his at my parents house.)</span></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/AVvXsEhs8j_Xr6KCJuuJkiVASE51pCYvyH3wociknImy2Apu757W8j1VDtk2NNNNpxiSOKSZ3297pWjAellrIwNi3Fp-BaBgsvDvQpB-Eikft-SiSW7QRcwFNJdPF54slDxlPbBhDZCL/s1600-h/IMG_4174.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs8j_Xr6KCJuuJkiVASE51pCYvyH3wociknImy2Apu757W8j1VDtk2NNNNpxiSOKSZ3297pWjAellrIwNi3Fp-BaBgsvDvQpB-Eikft-SiSW7QRcwFNJdPF54slDxlPbBhDZCL/s320/IMG_4174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365930607727893810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Grace Cathedral</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We thought the gargoyle type things were pretty interesting on a church.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8cMfG5272CdPYyIlcPSSIeJ5CHdbWD8V4knUhpXAdVW6wv8A0j3qY_il0-zKXBjMxusWVnOsQU8xRR6xVE2FJoPW_Pz5QlzobPW8UIDp-pCf8zU7xxr8h2D02XI6Y5O7QXtS/s1600-h/IMG_4121.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8cMfG5272CdPYyIlcPSSIeJ5CHdbWD8V4knUhpXAdVW6wv8A0j3qY_il0-zKXBjMxusWVnOsQU8xRR6xVE2FJoPW_Pz5QlzobPW8UIDp-pCf8zU7xxr8h2D02XI6Y5O7QXtS/s320/IMG_4121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365931668278126226" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A cable car and the street that I am thankful we did not have to walk up. :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUMuTS3Zs_FqkyeYlAZ-b4Sw5FwdGyI2xZhePF0ngQr2zP0BvK2-EcZOFnH1qoZtmxm6F7D1y-kFSKSZucREDiUmMXrzzeb2DWbZSyyxy0Rv1y005LOF6oewwkHT-uyxySDg8u/s1600-h/IMG_4123.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/AVvXsEhUMuTS3Zs_FqkyeYlAZ-b4Sw5FwdGyI2xZhePF0ngQr2zP0BvK2-EcZOFnH1qoZtmxm6F7D1y-kFSKSZucREDiUmMXrzzeb2DWbZSyyxy0Rv1y005LOF6oewwkHT-uyxySDg8u/s320/IMG_4123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365931665564686146" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Matt on the cable car waiting for the ride to begin.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKR1JwlI9Qb2C0zhyphenhyphenuHoYe_ndaww0u-InFR6l4isa6GLJlJZnwBE9KAkxn5fqB9GP1dTbRwHHmYaWI8sa__td22c_tdgxpzJ28ZbAWBkuLnsWOOHlVvUrfdyu98e10UwmTNd-k/s1600-h/IMG_4141.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKR1JwlI9Qb2C0zhyphenhyphenuHoYe_ndaww0u-InFR6l4isa6GLJlJZnwBE9KAkxn5fqB9GP1dTbRwHHmYaWI8sa__td22c_tdgxpzJ28ZbAWBkuLnsWOOHlVvUrfdyu98e10UwmTNd-k/s320/IMG_4141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365931659596538786" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The view back down the street from the top of the hill.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">That's Bay Bridge in the back ground which goes to Oakland.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2fVk10fluAAkpRf7dJ16msHyAXgt5JUfNo6vhI_03jZ3kl9apB17AxJSCEcna9MR0BLnaOxPL5nQwFLE1UVu2nXffbMRaeczKo05CumGlbXP65RB4jJHDrSH1bqL6KbSXL4s/s1600-h/IMG_4162.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU2fVk10fluAAkpRf7dJ16msHyAXgt5JUfNo6vhI_03jZ3kl9apB17AxJSCEcna9MR0BLnaOxPL5nQwFLE1UVu2nXffbMRaeczKo05CumGlbXP65RB4jJHDrSH1bqL6KbSXL4s/s320/IMG_4162.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365931657112182274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">In front of the Painted Ladies in Alamo Park</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKPiRjsDYT3KjUuHpMGbtlnNYiHME4h3KipI6q1ozYfgtO81hYDI-ThmJfxH0YDqbaL4I5uaiA9XpWjRvQNzvrJe3oPyR8FuYFCD-PZAt9XgrroRC_z61TUDUYiMCuqDPBoDH0/s1600-h/IMG_4166.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKPiRjsDYT3KjUuHpMGbtlnNYiHME4h3KipI6q1ozYfgtO81hYDI-ThmJfxH0YDqbaL4I5uaiA9XpWjRvQNzvrJe3oPyR8FuYFCD-PZAt9XgrroRC_z61TUDUYiMCuqDPBoDH0/s320/IMG_4166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365930621435841218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">At the Japanese Tea Garden</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCf-nm7mEEUJ7fOTd9oYeYNZ1ojcvgfmpixxWQ6z0RITgh3ZfxLtCGQOTHUj_c_DNDyn6IzfxJht4BAQOoyydRVGMR0rrXL3F9BKUOlg6w-cT6mdq20rz8tFDmS-pXexhpbNI9/s1600-h/IMG_4168.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCf-nm7mEEUJ7fOTd9oYeYNZ1ojcvgfmpixxWQ6z0RITgh3ZfxLtCGQOTHUj_c_DNDyn6IzfxJht4BAQOoyydRVGMR0rrXL3F9BKUOlg6w-cT6mdq20rz8tFDmS-pXexhpbNI9/s320/IMG_4168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365930617144586658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Beautiful landscape and architecture</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchPOPHX1lgXFYiXrb_YDxMezYQ5YIU0X9-2-YTI9D7oFiFo3W0VUnQY3Tq5QXYg40c84pA6aifIBPKMrwuaSj5jBJEepW-r0zFBkHB2ueFEz1zzBUfAhDl-heLy5B_8mhJS2n/s1600-h/IMG_4171.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchPOPHX1lgXFYiXrb_YDxMezYQ5YIU0X9-2-YTI9D7oFiFo3W0VUnQY3Tq5QXYg40c84pA6aifIBPKMrwuaSj5jBJEepW-r0zFBkHB2ueFEz1zzBUfAhDl-heLy5B_8mhJS2n/s320/IMG_4171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365930615269582338" /><br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQ3kkxpG_ZxzJZ_sY9EI5466HSKxfBIr3nKY2a-gUqN29Pq4F3svJd0Qugqq71Ge0LDFzA7sUrAAaBGmXb9foHi_ojOseGBTgQXnhHGAFQ0Lc3O_68dasvGe0ROcqR6JToYCL/s1600-h/IMG_4180.jpg"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">**Day 6**</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We traveled back to my parents' house and to the heat with great anticipation to see our girls. They did very well away from us for that length of time. When Chloe saw us she ran from way far away to give us hugs. She wouldn't let go of my neck for a while. We were so happy to be together again! After dinner with Mom and Dad and Amy, we drove the 3 1/2 hours home to a hot house and no A/C!! If only we'd known! But thank the Lord, it was repaired the next day. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQ3kkxpG_ZxzJZ_sY9EI5466HSKxfBIr3nKY2a-gUqN29Pq4F3svJd0Qugqq71Ge0LDFzA7sUrAAaBGmXb9foHi_ojOseGBTgQXnhHGAFQ0Lc3O_68dasvGe0ROcqR6JToYCL/s1600-h/IMG_4180.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcQ3kkxpG_ZxzJZ_sY9EI5466HSKxfBIr3nKY2a-gUqN29Pq4F3svJd0Qugqq71Ge0LDFzA7sUrAAaBGmXb9foHi_ojOseGBTgQXnhHGAFQ0Lc3O_68dasvGe0ROcqR6JToYCL/s320/IMG_4180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365930603929995730" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Back in Texas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks to my parents for watching the girls for us and providing a safe, comfortable place for them to stay. Thank you to everyone who supported us and prayed for us during our trip and our race!</div><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-68936739619212763132009-07-20T15:31:00.010-05:002009-07-20T16:16:27.378-05:00Sweet Sisters and Cousins<div style="text-align: center;">In June, me and the girls went to my parents' house to spend about 5 days (?) with my sister and her girls who were visiting from out of state. Here are some pictures from our visit.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulYRflqlSzwQn0y33BGy-GZmkMsXf3ICnq07hOp7tWBa2twu9pONNlWRKTjIl0OkCCfkDfCj78dhtRqs5QRHnfISOMeHnsFhqhtsfANvipah0I9y5mh7gConhgF04R_wD0rc1/s1600-h/IMG_3851.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulYRflqlSzwQn0y33BGy-GZmkMsXf3ICnq07hOp7tWBa2twu9pONNlWRKTjIl0OkCCfkDfCj78dhtRqs5QRHnfISOMeHnsFhqhtsfANvipah0I9y5mh7gConhgF04R_wD0rc1/s320/IMG_3851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360648424732646386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trying to get the big girls to all sleep together. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It didn't work unfortunately! The idea sounded good to them for a little while though!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Mv_R7S1kfFc8MxUe2vjfOSqXmjwZaCLcsZHHtyKzyJoTA1ZwZaulTfona36FvdnwHlW8doJ2cCG2h0-be3x_wJzHSd4ZoHKe5dVzWX9yxEaByZZXo35K1hsI7cESkYCo0Q3j/s1600-h/IMG_3861.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Mv_R7S1kfFc8MxUe2vjfOSqXmjwZaCLcsZHHtyKzyJoTA1ZwZaulTfona36FvdnwHlW8doJ2cCG2h0-be3x_wJzHSd4ZoHKe5dVzWX9yxEaByZZXo35K1hsI7cESkYCo0Q3j/s320/IMG_3861.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360648436932931314" 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;">Lala, Kaye, and Grace</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLa_cRK1eBQe-67SPxoN9I8Bhaf6yxwOTYaQntzfZpsXzMaUeJ-a1WJIl75XFcL0GEapKx6c_6v3YWS11sXpKMAbZVRmVNO4kCk4inpj1rqmRM9iAH3eQuzQLp7VOaFtNPFIqM/s1600-h/IMG_3869.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLa_cRK1eBQe-67SPxoN9I8Bhaf6yxwOTYaQntzfZpsXzMaUeJ-a1WJIl75XFcL0GEapKx6c_6v3YWS11sXpKMAbZVRmVNO4kCk4inpj1rqmRM9iAH3eQuzQLp7VOaFtNPFIqM/s320/IMG_3869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360648437898068034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Grace. She has such a sweet personality, so fun and laid back. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiogxJMek2KKBQjebI7jTsefzaGUIouz1EY2Yz4UzmqSUH2bnLSvJOH3nPpnMQvarw_UDfTSitHlXQvSGzAnhE70igjRNpXqBWOntJrTbDGKEBafVzhn0F0KM-l98PJT_z2YRyy/s1600-h/IMG_3867.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/AVvXsEiogxJMek2KKBQjebI7jTsefzaGUIouz1EY2Yz4UzmqSUH2bnLSvJOH3nPpnMQvarw_UDfTSitHlXQvSGzAnhE70igjRNpXqBWOntJrTbDGKEBafVzhn0F0KM-l98PJT_z2YRyy/s320/IMG_3867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649808232238082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Grace and me looking at pictures on the camera. Grace is learning how to take pictures.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghG6gCKvG9yR5ZFtEVK3afh-QQ7B6p23RDHZwn-xLkzSfVNrKH2INJmvGwQ5bkTwNLn7MZBwmQGC3ckMO9EZwdQ4dYLEPRPYpOVJAPudugt7WlB5iueHJttH74HbYtdXU1Yhg7/s1600-h/IMG_3910.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghG6gCKvG9yR5ZFtEVK3afh-QQ7B6p23RDHZwn-xLkzSfVNrKH2INJmvGwQ5bkTwNLn7MZBwmQGC3ckMO9EZwdQ4dYLEPRPYpOVJAPudugt7WlB5iueHJttH74HbYtdXU1Yhg7/s320/IMG_3910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649513092516482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">At one point we didn't know where Gloria went. Then we saw her quietly sitting on the rocking chair eating her grapes. She is independent yet needs physical affection to restore her. She is quiet unless she is tired, but she smiles and laughs so easily! </div></div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkwGjDPrT4B1paeq2vRJgLe5QFzpBTRdCp9FPaGeJ2TGD4vc8e9Om8tEIRKtSznshme-g-sMCoFNxkupE-rMqjJPwDt8rCp3kBmrWXTwbJxhEp5tOTzDiIqDH8B9D0edwNHWrZ/s1600-h/IMG_3903.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkwGjDPrT4B1paeq2vRJgLe5QFzpBTRdCp9FPaGeJ2TGD4vc8e9Om8tEIRKtSznshme-g-sMCoFNxkupE-rMqjJPwDt8rCp3kBmrWXTwbJxhEp5tOTzDiIqDH8B9D0edwNHWrZ/s320/IMG_3903.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649278969344642" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Cowgirl Chloe (sitting next to Princess Grace)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98mlPM7gk6HVCky8sXhXp1TMVSfZIa54UO3aKejd853pfcmIAdSPcoGh6zQd9ihFF0W7B4SqJIxYvvBz7-2NweKg97SPeyw405mWqgLmsDSyjjlMDekXaDqOUvSDBugAGcLZs/s1600-h/IMG_3889.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh98mlPM7gk6HVCky8sXhXp1TMVSfZIa54UO3aKejd853pfcmIAdSPcoGh6zQd9ihFF0W7B4SqJIxYvvBz7-2NweKg97SPeyw405mWqgLmsDSyjjlMDekXaDqOUvSDBugAGcLZs/s320/IMG_3889.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649260228797010" 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 style="text-align: center;">This is the "castle" that my dad borrowed from a friend. It had never been outside so my dad felt he shouldn't use it outside either. He literally squeezed it into his living room. It barely fit!! But was a blast to use! I just wish we could have had it when Jude and Brennan were there!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirN1j-1s-R1BG1AFZ6E-wQF7lBg5CTv90wNqKXNLa4m_D0kw7zdLk5XprSzA27scbtLczd-WyRxqzyr8XXUgXgLuUN-z2Hl9R9yiSPKlRtazd-DigG0yM-FVex_6DNLsWWXmKs/s1600-h/IMG_3901.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirN1j-1s-R1BG1AFZ6E-wQF7lBg5CTv90wNqKXNLa4m_D0kw7zdLk5XprSzA27scbtLczd-WyRxqzyr8XXUgXgLuUN-z2Hl9R9yiSPKlRtazd-DigG0yM-FVex_6DNLsWWXmKs/s320/IMG_3901.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649273412338850" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavyLIyMWCFVIxQMHjB5IQoLnGBvg-rzkbV3lXGry9CyndLgliRsOy1A4I3OlU4mqyGLWOwV6rpYxxg-hEJtHD7U2dp9W18hWUWdHnfBdxKMvCIlAp1R0kApVQrLyjvOOCcw-Z/s1600-h/IMG_3898.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavyLIyMWCFVIxQMHjB5IQoLnGBvg-rzkbV3lXGry9CyndLgliRsOy1A4I3OlU4mqyGLWOwV6rpYxxg-hEJtHD7U2dp9W18hWUWdHnfBdxKMvCIlAp1R0kApVQrLyjvOOCcw-Z/s320/IMG_3898.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649266844083106" /></a><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/AVvXsEhdJfjT6FqQwSzWWx0Qvb9cQf_oOS5OgSvwEeQWQ6ny7tKNJv6vKP5ELWx5fYR5P9KifjAkFYLVx-XN_lOqn6QvGQ-KOhZCOGhPdMCwyeGgZLYEbS8rA3QFblxClKL9YQbfUA8n/s1600-h/IMG_3864.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJfjT6FqQwSzWWx0Qvb9cQf_oOS5OgSvwEeQWQ6ny7tKNJv6vKP5ELWx5fYR5P9KifjAkFYLVx-XN_lOqn6QvGQ-KOhZCOGhPdMCwyeGgZLYEbS8rA3QFblxClKL9YQbfUA8n/s320/IMG_3864.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360650579314198866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kaye, Lala and Chloe playing play-do. They played so well together the whole time.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeqR2iCPS7LQpnBpxnBGySYIViCCCtJHAf6zTvtz7QbrTFLuK5w1tlkE3YZydvocBCCDgqHPYwh6xarXAUZZK3RL3N43K-BXXERRXIcqJWOk6nsqo9xplqmli_QHIkMnZGYs95/s1600-h/IMG_3880.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeqR2iCPS7LQpnBpxnBGySYIViCCCtJHAf6zTvtz7QbrTFLuK5w1tlkE3YZydvocBCCDgqHPYwh6xarXAUZZK3RL3N43K-BXXERRXIcqJWOk6nsqo9xplqmli_QHIkMnZGYs95/s320/IMG_3880.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360649250451564770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sweet Halle! </div><div style="text-align: center;">She loves to giggle and smile! I really enjoyed hanging out with her and can't wait to see how her personality fits into all this craziness!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe0236_6XBFl8eZKXfMe_fcj63ukgzE8RCbyBYbeJU1U8mTazz2E_1ZXGLc8uBtJUGBwlgjPvfUommrNaDVhiXDMDWCrDHo2nK0x1NduWtY2XAQyxmpJTLs3dibAJ2W7xYcNi0/s1600-h/IMG_3877.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe0236_6XBFl8eZKXfMe_fcj63ukgzE8RCbyBYbeJU1U8mTazz2E_1ZXGLc8uBtJUGBwlgjPvfUommrNaDVhiXDMDWCrDHo2nK0x1NduWtY2XAQyxmpJTLs3dibAJ2W7xYcNi0/s320/IMG_3877.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360648442390592354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe and Gloria, again, playing so well together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6oCaFriwB5m0jI363M_iOFQpEvJaDafJi1c7u-oP6POqL2puGTI-GyG_-aZL13RgDxGbtQQcYgCRAFcMSuyGHfBcRmYej0K3xOubClPPkaY1FHD8COlOOWc2WzAf3iYZ0Mcg/s1600-h/IMG_3871.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6oCaFriwB5m0jI363M_iOFQpEvJaDafJi1c7u-oP6POqL2puGTI-GyG_-aZL13RgDxGbtQQcYgCRAFcMSuyGHfBcRmYej0K3xOubClPPkaY1FHD8COlOOWc2WzAf3iYZ0Mcg/s320/IMG_3871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360648438807442994" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah and Halle</div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you see the size difference?!?! Hannah's only 8 months older than Halle but she is twice as big!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We really enjoyed cousin time (and sister time!)! The girls did very well together. I wish it hadn't ended so soon! We love you, Birdies!</div></div></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-46003385337596435882009-06-21T16:41:00.011-05:002009-06-21T19:48:36.281-05:00The WHOLE Gang (minus Matt)<div style="text-align: left;">In the beginning of June, the girls and I went to my parents house where all of my sisters and their families already were. We had an excellent first few days with all the kids together; they entertained each other well and played very nicely. They have a tipping point though and right now it's at about 3 days; at least it is for Chloe. <br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, we had lots of fun watching and listening to the older kids, Jude, Grace and Chloe, interact. It was especially rewarding to watch a sweet interaction between them such as sharing a toy or doing something for another or taking turns without an adult doing any prompting. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWWFfrdymRzWJfYvoTmMavdRYBedS0RQE7n9fGU7dDhwOGPpaaw9OCT-ITY6i10Btcq4YJC35KZCrYgm1tGUm_4nziTHSKnAS8F3NQR2foEtMHf-GbimE58SNq1SvkqGcL8Nnk/s1600-h/6+older+by+the+pool.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWWFfrdymRzWJfYvoTmMavdRYBedS0RQE7n9fGU7dDhwOGPpaaw9OCT-ITY6i10Btcq4YJC35KZCrYgm1tGUm_4nziTHSKnAS8F3NQR2foEtMHf-GbimE58SNq1SvkqGcL8Nnk/s320/6+older+by+the+pool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349908052523388994" 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;">The big kids at the pool. Thanks for the picture, Sally!</div><div><br /></div><div>Kaye's girls have tu-tu's so they shared them with my girls. Grace wore hers ALL the time, non-stop. She is truly a little princess. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NQ40viJ5z-4uCsJVv22axFngRhEPlv7ATmHSgyd4pWCRCyjKcgm5f3zdr269KVaAUMwthfqChi9BgSaU4zDqawdSNBefoWNS5NZrrkp2A5_wHkBSFxXrMFOAP3Lm60Q3_ivX/s1600-h/IMG_3754.jpg"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NQ40viJ5z-4uCsJVv22axFngRhEPlv7ATmHSgyd4pWCRCyjKcgm5f3zdr269KVaAUMwthfqChi9BgSaU4zDqawdSNBefoWNS5NZrrkp2A5_wHkBSFxXrMFOAP3Lm60Q3_ivX/s1600-h/IMG_3754.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5NQ40viJ5z-4uCsJVv22axFngRhEPlv7ATmHSgyd4pWCRCyjKcgm5f3zdr269KVaAUMwthfqChi9BgSaU4zDqawdSNBefoWNS5NZrrkp2A5_wHkBSFxXrMFOAP3Lm60Q3_ivX/s320/IMG_3754.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900053138135826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Gracie in her princess pj's, tutu and awesome tights!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">oh, of course her tiara!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiN_BJIKlyotUqcuU_XNSU6_jDxVy_zZ6Yabd3QcQY3xsQD48PBu4Tof124xp_9X6JLBHeamlHwTlfhA-SuN6kuolXaKob_Q9McKZpL9w4wMpp31fS7yvedLyX4Z9ArukWwGvi/s1600-h/IMG_3719.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiN_BJIKlyotUqcuU_XNSU6_jDxVy_zZ6Yabd3QcQY3xsQD48PBu4Tof124xp_9X6JLBHeamlHwTlfhA-SuN6kuolXaKob_Q9McKZpL9w4wMpp31fS7yvedLyX4Z9ArukWwGvi/s320/IMG_3719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900591378099042" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;">You can tell Hannah is not so used to the frilly stuff. Look at that look on her face!</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/AVvXsEjQPbDJQbaK8LaBADvFfLKPrMeFu1OKOykviWysQ5p6lcOqfIFDJbMUe5W5zonfCEgD475X2SYXF1NdqM-GN3dQxpYLln7siTr8qvlXfgjr4XRDGjUAUTUiK5ycyI_EIfLYarqc/s1600-h/3+chloe+on+scooter.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQPbDJQbaK8LaBADvFfLKPrMeFu1OKOykviWysQ5p6lcOqfIFDJbMUe5W5zonfCEgD475X2SYXF1NdqM-GN3dQxpYLln7siTr8qvlXfgjr4XRDGjUAUTUiK5ycyI_EIfLYarqc/s320/3+chloe+on+scooter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349908048355925666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Who does she look like? Is it Shera or Wonder Woman? I think she is just trying to be a Super Sleuth from Tigger and Pooh!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****</div><div style="text-align: center;">One evening we spent outside playing with rocket balloons that Uncle Jon bought for the kids. You blow them up and then let them go and they shoot into the air; where they fall, no one can know. Many of them landed in the neighbor's yard behind us so Aunt Amy went to rescue them. I don't think she knows I caught a picture of her doing this. She is just proving she is still so much of a kid at heart!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2RtGORrgshTqrSrrISHoXO7FWeEYmePMsSnbl08rc009OEv1GSpSpNG-IzJdooYf-hTt_Jdqq2I5Cx-9m7h3JTVRAg6r-rUmjaiLFs4hjpEeuXIeBNulqp_MWn0w_M2OWuD3/s1600-h/IMG_3730.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI2RtGORrgshTqrSrrISHoXO7FWeEYmePMsSnbl08rc009OEv1GSpSpNG-IzJdooYf-hTt_Jdqq2I5Cx-9m7h3JTVRAg6r-rUmjaiLFs4hjpEeuXIeBNulqp_MWn0w_M2OWuD3/s320/IMG_3730.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900587182400578" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_7oBME89aS5wp8uBDWcuG3Tmo7O2pewjVxOxWclKcjtq4hrvwrc-tmttwc9_cMRXnjzngkDPXm2EBnZWzTMuDobpd65cqhRJTWqvm0BBiOybUySIIWLgeuMAdl2VjTS3P2oa6/s1600-h/IMG_3742.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_7oBME89aS5wp8uBDWcuG3Tmo7O2pewjVxOxWclKcjtq4hrvwrc-tmttwc9_cMRXnjzngkDPXm2EBnZWzTMuDobpd65cqhRJTWqvm0BBiOybUySIIWLgeuMAdl2VjTS3P2oa6/s320/IMG_3742.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900580347214290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grace sharing with Hannah</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Part of that afternoon was spent racing. The big kids went back and forth, back and forth over and over again. Jude would say, "On your mark, on your mark, on your mark, Go!" I have it all on video but it won't upload to the blog. It was a lot of fun and used a lot of energy! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1t7gy8A_5PAr_3zh5RsOGUWJI45FFLWYDkye_5548pgRqYX6O9EAw9qpT0kN6tNI3WamkUv-PZjR3X-vQ21hroKN5Z99W8S_4PRMb0mr-B01WamD5jxrtE4ylmdnrDHJRUAb/s1600-h/IMG_3735.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX1t7gy8A_5PAr_3zh5RsOGUWJI45FFLWYDkye_5548pgRqYX6O9EAw9qpT0kN6tNI3WamkUv-PZjR3X-vQ21hroKN5Z99W8S_4PRMb0mr-B01WamD5jxrtE4ylmdnrDHJRUAb/s320/IMG_3735.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900582813309522" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Uncle Jon felt the little ones were missing out on the fun!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlJjOrEQ5Wt63QXN8zKTyoQe-2q5eMxXMOJXwTmo25-2IYKwh9OBoqmUSWKP6GtKBYnewJ5BLIzsRp98zshLuuM3Iqedp8F2WI5qSoMk5PBVeYhzHI8VwqJlpmxMBBwehAWBwB/s1600-h/IMG_3739.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlJjOrEQ5Wt63QXN8zKTyoQe-2q5eMxXMOJXwTmo25-2IYKwh9OBoqmUSWKP6GtKBYnewJ5BLIzsRp98zshLuuM3Iqedp8F2WI5qSoMk5PBVeYhzHI8VwqJlpmxMBBwehAWBwB/s320/IMG_3739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900584816872082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">And there goes Lala with Aunt A</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****</div><div style="text-align: left;">The five of us girls, or should I say Women, were able to go out for an afternoon together while the babies slept. We had a sweet treat at Le Madeleine's and then went to Charming Charlie's to find some "stuff." Thanks, Mom, for the treat!!</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/AVvXsEi6opLdrpbKLVXduc1bz7WGaspzjHhjar7gxTZbFLe0oJKg9NfkB-QTdQmdl3QlA160xj4dOMMcCPErSFLeBvfKkNHEFPOcO7-wWTXtnlfFB-Cl3tgQPAIpk3TMCkmDow0yl4m2/s1600-h/19+Girl%27s+Day+Out.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6opLdrpbKLVXduc1bz7WGaspzjHhjar7gxTZbFLe0oJKg9NfkB-QTdQmdl3QlA160xj4dOMMcCPErSFLeBvfKkNHEFPOcO7-wWTXtnlfFB-Cl3tgQPAIpk3TMCkmDow0yl4m2/s320/19+Girl%27s+Day+Out.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349943953470148722" 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;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HT10P-6jKIybAyYQLStDlqjcFdk-qgapRB0QPpCJ4r9mKQbSbIodVhOmIhWZkA9g6KAFBnsk-TYFbnYOoTx2KCz6Si3hhh5gi0EQ-3bxUOeI_7F_Ofes9__aFwQ4UE1-TiHT/s1600-h/12+four+sisters.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HT10P-6jKIybAyYQLStDlqjcFdk-qgapRB0QPpCJ4r9mKQbSbIodVhOmIhWZkA9g6KAFBnsk-TYFbnYOoTx2KCz6Si3hhh5gi0EQ-3bxUOeI_7F_Ofes9__aFwQ4UE1-TiHT/s320/12+four+sisters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349943946347147794" 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;">Amy, Kaye, Sally, and Me with Hannah-banana. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We were actually cracking up because Amy had set the camera up on a timer so that no one would have to come take the picture for us. But that attempt failed when Scott jumped in front of the camera and we got a nice picture of his butt. To avoid any more hassle (thanks, Scott), Ken, Amy's boyfriend, picked up the camera to take the picture but we'd forgotten to take it off the timer setting. We sat there for 10 seconds smiling and trying not to laugh before it would take the picture again. I know that story's not funny to anyone else, but we were really trying hard not to laugh. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****</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/AVvXsEgmAPdVc7qD36OJ4Avh-zbYVmSWe3ZqPrQr8mpeM-qhCEtA_x9jUxcVz8iLE4gsgLmkYjrA1GPztBDwXIyD5BpUU5sUA3yzdl_QdiKagy-rnI1VQjbwacjgB50C4u3EtZsSIh3u/s1600-h/14+Cookin%27+Good+lookin%27.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmAPdVc7qD36OJ4Avh-zbYVmSWe3ZqPrQr8mpeM-qhCEtA_x9jUxcVz8iLE4gsgLmkYjrA1GPztBDwXIyD5BpUU5sUA3yzdl_QdiKagy-rnI1VQjbwacjgB50C4u3EtZsSIh3u/s320/14+Cookin%27+Good+lookin%27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349943949770385650" 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;">My Momma, aka Grammie, aka a great cook</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****</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/AVvXsEhjhdN2i5wDk9tOhGWfHh8B46xitPAP3Swy_6i57N4KldgNHWGcmP8WCdOtp3bKXDglU5EfTTJM4x5neAC1IfWcfHcCpenV1sMPaMYgzlJyBrOjRKNyCfRYAfRLVesbThiqzinx/s1600-h/1+Pops+w+Jude+%26+Chloe.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjhdN2i5wDk9tOhGWfHh8B46xitPAP3Swy_6i57N4KldgNHWGcmP8WCdOtp3bKXDglU5EfTTJM4x5neAC1IfWcfHcCpenV1sMPaMYgzlJyBrOjRKNyCfRYAfRLVesbThiqzinx/s320/1+Pops+w+Jude+%26+Chloe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349908046037690930" 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;">Pops always has a kid or two on his back or in his arms. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBguGyMyyEzj6jaev_SU3ZctActl8vkRCJqhaielXgi-2WDRQHnAW4bLz8vYTBgSFWeAFF_CisX9_Wf8zjBBPWIrNkzrUwUh07mzNXNlyn4xjGJdPjE-Ae1DJaJ-td0o3VwlL/s1600-h/IMG_3746.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaBguGyMyyEzj6jaev_SU3ZctActl8vkRCJqhaielXgi-2WDRQHnAW4bLz8vYTBgSFWeAFF_CisX9_Wf8zjBBPWIrNkzrUwUh07mzNXNlyn4xjGJdPjE-Ae1DJaJ-td0o3VwlL/s320/IMG_3746.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900056390483762" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah really liked spending time with Aunt A. </div><div style="text-align: center;">In fact, all the kids love her to death!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Mr9iP-7DBmNuZGBXaCh2HKzhimMR7cevr-4V9zp7GoQ5raxRPWdiJLOYSyxYPe0C25LNSAKve0Wr-o43BZLti7XuMwJ-CbnE3afDnLXuMOQfhauEjUN2y6ur1JTbpDdydrR8/s1600-h/IMG_3750.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Mr9iP-7DBmNuZGBXaCh2HKzhimMR7cevr-4V9zp7GoQ5raxRPWdiJLOYSyxYPe0C25LNSAKve0Wr-o43BZLti7XuMwJ-CbnE3afDnLXuMOQfhauEjUN2y6ur1JTbpDdydrR8/s320/IMG_3750.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349908039661701058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I got to spend sweet time feeding little Halle (rhymes with Sally), my newest niece. </div><div style="text-align: center;">She is so tiny! But I'll have to say she was very well behaved. :)</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/AVvXsEgAWbcw4-iJn7FlfX9nAw3cW4it-pgdH0cUeiiHn7cMm1EpgzjgumJtN1_aTcHsYpGSivQzKJ4eM7tIrze9ULWyNyvps5XiHlH9dsryzs3J1CXWGwCAuTb5ew3fxQ0wVHzBiWBf/s1600-h/13+Jude+hugging+halle.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAWbcw4-iJn7FlfX9nAw3cW4it-pgdH0cUeiiHn7cMm1EpgzjgumJtN1_aTcHsYpGSivQzKJ4eM7tIrze9ULWyNyvps5XiHlH9dsryzs3J1CXWGwCAuTb5ew3fxQ0wVHzBiWBf/s320/13+Jude+hugging+halle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349908046339744226" 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;">Jude is definitely all boy but he has such a sweet, caring, and sensitive side that will win him a great girl someday!! After we took the big girls out one morning, we came back and Jude runs up to them and says, "I'm so glad to see you!" Then, he puts his hands on Grace's cheeks and calls her "Sweet darlin". :) What a great kid!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixf7q8P2QMBGIWXf5AKoDz66W-BsEh2yV627T8lNVSnsrwCnI6sb4Uy1j_r9TwAjH25D36Irkx7C_L03_ta92a1EOt4XhGSO2ZItA3QZMVi26g3Qgv4f4MQMsTDab3MTrbcLnA/s1600-h/IMG_3755.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixf7q8P2QMBGIWXf5AKoDz66W-BsEh2yV627T8lNVSnsrwCnI6sb4Uy1j_r9TwAjH25D36Irkx7C_L03_ta92a1EOt4XhGSO2ZItA3QZMVi26g3Qgv4f4MQMsTDab3MTrbcLnA/s320/IMG_3755.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900048604981282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Dear Gloria... she always has at least one shoe on. The girl loves shoes!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDukW48VhHDdpQWUDpVObYWRFkJZfboUxBznW3RKpQghZgOhuBr9TO1HoyFgai08JRnK6W7DxIyZAHh_yhN6_I42aVKD00CmtkOJY57JF3Efdh2bKRXnwfn2Yfrf1iVnz4t2Ds/s1600-h/IMG_3713.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDukW48VhHDdpQWUDpVObYWRFkJZfboUxBznW3RKpQghZgOhuBr9TO1HoyFgai08JRnK6W7DxIyZAHh_yhN6_I42aVKD00CmtkOJY57JF3Efdh2bKRXnwfn2Yfrf1iVnz4t2Ds/s320/IMG_3713.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900047313345778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I am so glad these girls love each other. Chloe went with Sally and Jon the night before Hannah and I went. I was told that when Grace saw Chloe, she ran to her and gave her a BIG hug!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks, Grammie and Pops, for letting us invade your house! It was so much fun to be with everyone again!</div></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-48521942261304227202009-06-08T19:59:00.007-05:002009-06-08T20:44:23.275-05:00Eight is not Enough<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpumZxvZhLu34L0bx32uHQyhjQMExl0z0uaogAFJMei6ErgyLBdp1Slajrgi1muGGwdUTjDSJ4LZSTMX3Ior-p0snkv11-9Dc1J5rl-BV4FJulE5F57cBM4_zjNKX9x4ZlhYXH/s1600-h/IMG_3534_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpumZxvZhLu34L0bx32uHQyhjQMExl0z0uaogAFJMei6ErgyLBdp1Slajrgi1muGGwdUTjDSJ4LZSTMX3Ior-p0snkv11-9Dc1J5rl-BV4FJulE5F57cBM4_zjNKX9x4ZlhYXH/s320/IMG_3534_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345137058769775186" /></a><br />Sometimes, I take you for granted. Sometimes, I speak to you as if you'll always love me, always be there for me, as if your feelings don't matter, but only mine do. Sometimes, I serve you only grudgingly as if it is an annoyance rather than a pleasure, a sacrifice rather than a blessing. Sometimes, I forget to be thankful for or recognize how hard you work to provide for our family without complaint, how PRESENT you are as a father and husband, how sensitive you are to my emotional ups and downs. Sometimes, I can't believe that I actually get to have you as my own, that you actually want to be committed to me for as long as we both shall live, that it's not just out of obligation to our vows but also out of desire for me.<div><div>...but you remind me everyday, you tell me everyday, you prove to me everyday how unceasingly and unconditionally, how steadfast and long-suffering, how confident you are in and how thoroughly you love me. It is through and through; not an ounce of me doubts it. Your love heals me and protects me; it carries me when I am down and takes my load when it is too heavy. I know it comes from the very deepest part of you. You have taught me of a greater Love even without you knowing it or pursuing it because It is such a part of you.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Eight years is NOT enough. I thank the Lord for every moment with you. I thank you for spending your extra moments with me. You bless me just with your presence. I am excited about the next 8 or 50 more! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Happy Anniversary, dear Love!</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:24px;">I love you!</span></div></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-18972136328132593762009-05-17T21:34:00.010-05:002009-05-17T22:17:22.504-05:00Mother's Day, a curly head and more...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi717JJR3_iyFsJEx5WwDiQ3q4Ze5WuNj32UYBK1AyHe0L27OtPbb8SVtuhePqWTWm50uk5kY-TMuW-ydPWEIo6oryr6IIefyK_iFA9cwG5XqiweB-94D3oSknkhKyyFW11tcbi/s1600-h/IMG_3467.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi717JJR3_iyFsJEx5WwDiQ3q4Ze5WuNj32UYBK1AyHe0L27OtPbb8SVtuhePqWTWm50uk5kY-TMuW-ydPWEIo6oryr6IIefyK_iFA9cwG5XqiweB-94D3oSknkhKyyFW11tcbi/s320/IMG_3467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336996036772360978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I rarely ever get pictures with my girls, it seems. We were just sitting outside waiting for Daddy to finish mowing the lawn. I'm glad he ran in to get the camera. I love you, Chloe and Hannah!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIyvk8vUCx0lmnvBj-2bX6cM5ANuei0azKgPyJMwNEALupj1nx4DhksKGUtJdxrMgIrLDLZ_zFAFyNee_ra6Wd8EYHBWoEDvZM-5v9KArrA1MBkHjMWEX-jfQMCVMRy4gUrgXV/s1600-h/IMG_3475.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIyvk8vUCx0lmnvBj-2bX6cM5ANuei0azKgPyJMwNEALupj1nx4DhksKGUtJdxrMgIrLDLZ_zFAFyNee_ra6Wd8EYHBWoEDvZM-5v9KArrA1MBkHjMWEX-jfQMCVMRy4gUrgXV/s320/IMG_3475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336996034780472274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe LOVES to play cars! She asks to play almost every day and she picked out cars as her new toy with Gramma at the store the other day rather than anything else. But don't think she's too much of a tomboy yet... Daddy had to wear the pretty pink hat in order to play with her. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">****</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My Mom had had a hard week before Mother's Day so we went to surprise her spur-of-the-moment and showed up at her house 11pm Friday night. My dad knew we were coming, but she had no clue. I hope she didn't have plans for a nice relaxing weekend! ;) Here are some pictures of our time there. Unfortunately, she and I didn't get any pictures together. <br /></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/AVvXsEh04f7_9qDnWl12yE4ZxaYz8Ycy9wDHkdXQeHuEw5LBKueY1rt5kx0JgljnROPNHbkkLFA64V_SX0M0SKpW9eldOJMzKZDNRonLdWrbJoMCvom1yqG4UF4z-jHMKdrzXOHyEdD7/s1600-h/IMG_3530.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh04f7_9qDnWl12yE4ZxaYz8Ycy9wDHkdXQeHuEw5LBKueY1rt5kx0JgljnROPNHbkkLFA64V_SX0M0SKpW9eldOJMzKZDNRonLdWrbJoMCvom1yqG4UF4z-jHMKdrzXOHyEdD7/s320/IMG_3530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336996032298795122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Grammie, Chloe and Pops (the angel)</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/AVvXsEhbwD1o0VL-OZbFZKB9V774bmYRd-yprA4qYRmeh2jQpKXxSkSKb0_cQdb41GxK7S5MPhep1EOJTQgmdVkLNgKjRJbYrYCUoqBVN_co8lwU28-Rq8-pRKzJkPKmumfBUZf-KF71/s1600-h/IMG_3532.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwD1o0VL-OZbFZKB9V774bmYRd-yprA4qYRmeh2jQpKXxSkSKb0_cQdb41GxK7S5MPhep1EOJTQgmdVkLNgKjRJbYrYCUoqBVN_co8lwU28-Rq8-pRKzJkPKmumfBUZf-KF71/s320/IMG_3532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336987506978059794" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Doesn't Grammie just look beautiful in this picture?</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/AVvXsEjJz04zEZvEZ1AV53JpWLRir1uQNFdJFzgi-1XsAVsEc_zsOm94vvzDu5jfPs4cFMlydw7CBWmZt5kuKJVr5t10TTILmYh4pWr2HKMrmUkQI8kj4L0vispySXtdWuaBsDo3SuWM/s1600-h/IMG_3533.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJz04zEZvEZ1AV53JpWLRir1uQNFdJFzgi-1XsAVsEc_zsOm94vvzDu5jfPs4cFMlydw7CBWmZt5kuKJVr5t10TTILmYh4pWr2HKMrmUkQI8kj4L0vispySXtdWuaBsDo3SuWM/s320/IMG_3533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994282679708386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-GaQcqAnr9wg8X2FeCv1NL_E5WRNYg5VmOeSJEZFvLmfnoyxFJumZmenhy5P5a4lnLwUvlL3zDmQtgZNnMoG73N6zb53Puq6LAJ1bmxsu1VDMvT2Jx29GUu9bYFuHisLx_XL/s1600-h/IMG_3534.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij-GaQcqAnr9wg8X2FeCv1NL_E5WRNYg5VmOeSJEZFvLmfnoyxFJumZmenhy5P5a4lnLwUvlL3zDmQtgZNnMoG73N6zb53Puq6LAJ1bmxsu1VDMvT2Jx29GUu9bYFuHisLx_XL/s320/IMG_3534.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336987510883102146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I wish Hannah had made it into this picture, but she was sleeping.</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/AVvXsEhuywElnbXKlfGf9bZwFdbRoGEY4MSVsThmnV6ZjYXyOzxMZQ_ggBK9R7Ny2BYsv5ahYA0ZaDJuQPiBoJu2dmtqMgOtaKa8IE4JdNfgidGjSzsJF6MkpKhk4IqerUs4AWpD9yIU/s1600-h/IMG_3587.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuywElnbXKlfGf9bZwFdbRoGEY4MSVsThmnV6ZjYXyOzxMZQ_ggBK9R7Ny2BYsv5ahYA0ZaDJuQPiBoJu2dmtqMgOtaKa8IE4JdNfgidGjSzsJF6MkpKhk4IqerUs4AWpD9yIU/s320/IMG_3587.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336988414762133106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah's hair is even more curly than Chloe's was and it seems to be growing up, all on top of her head.</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/AVvXsEj9P6hh6q597O2zuOL8tggm92_K29FJaxtkK-sFG25gff_oLOYPRVvv3bKjV0vjYUlgZFD8xW95djN9R4vFdolVUP4mXGDln-53pR4F-IXB02GBG1TMeik_wmjaMvE4DqPhRf9p/s1600-h/IMG_3555.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9P6hh6q597O2zuOL8tggm92_K29FJaxtkK-sFG25gff_oLOYPRVvv3bKjV0vjYUlgZFD8xW95djN9R4vFdolVUP4mXGDln-53pR4F-IXB02GBG1TMeik_wmjaMvE4DqPhRf9p/s320/IMG_3555.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336988407425723330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is Hannah's goofy face that she makes when she gets excited. While she makes it she breathes really quickly in and out of her nose so you can hear it. I really need to catch it on video. It occurs multiple times a day and just makes me laugh every time!</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/AVvXsEhiah8QuqOEGaYYomLkHmse8hOEonvThZ_eTXXVgx1SzrjCIa1OZT9Kt1iOKR7zjZC7cm0Ex0FnMqxH_gxRXsIVGqE1FxAygM3C-uikLIvacGY50q3u3z8QfSFIx1olgqyT9nAg/s1600-h/IMG_3543.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiah8QuqOEGaYYomLkHmse8hOEonvThZ_eTXXVgx1SzrjCIa1OZT9Kt1iOKR7zjZC7cm0Ex0FnMqxH_gxRXsIVGqE1FxAygM3C-uikLIvacGY50q3u3z8QfSFIx1olgqyT9nAg/s320/IMG_3543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336987510660143058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoying breakfast together. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpclpwFbW9aQtPbHCiDRyS9RN6ViH2ellsANyWh3CmPcj5Uu8jJ_2fY_B8wKzVX4k3fUBBrY37PxFCJS3BYMiQ_db-mSDudQmgpZ7X4wIV5uhFVbR7DkwGamprG308LP9fupIt/s1600-h/IMG_3546.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpclpwFbW9aQtPbHCiDRyS9RN6ViH2ellsANyWh3CmPcj5Uu8jJ_2fY_B8wKzVX4k3fUBBrY37PxFCJS3BYMiQ_db-mSDudQmgpZ7X4wIV5uhFVbR7DkwGamprG308LP9fupIt/s320/IMG_3546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336988411441710962" /></a><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/AVvXsEjRLx9Y3yIOjkZmJm44yVaCCi9eofqnHGdLsTRdeyMMaaXl6yxyJRKNiZsHYfGe-r1PTCT6S3zYw2fYOx8YpxMfxEY6ED-isUrjjHleRxw_bv119MeJbjHnV_-__LXXZRkXnwdK/s1600-h/IMG_3548.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRLx9Y3yIOjkZmJm44yVaCCi9eofqnHGdLsTRdeyMMaaXl6yxyJRKNiZsHYfGe-r1PTCT6S3zYw2fYOx8YpxMfxEY6ED-isUrjjHleRxw_bv119MeJbjHnV_-__LXXZRkXnwdK/s320/IMG_3548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994285477749426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt6aepiWraIXTGpU4BpHfBs_AEiNlY5d9lIb4iHywLUpEd7Sam5yR8AJpi30amEuwyAx7A5zIhWGa24QuicMVjcvhtSZEQ1GVKT-IWAl1C_SU21hrDAG6sorhwIAYfnBMveHv/s1600-h/IMG_3580.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHt6aepiWraIXTGpU4BpHfBs_AEiNlY5d9lIb4iHywLUpEd7Sam5yR8AJpi30amEuwyAx7A5zIhWGa24QuicMVjcvhtSZEQ1GVKT-IWAl1C_SU21hrDAG6sorhwIAYfnBMveHv/s320/IMG_3580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336988410703262370" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Reading a book before bed time with Daddy. Reading with Dad is one of Chloe's favorite things to do. </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAXEZBHkDTe48tTkATi0vNM-fSFj0xEoxhZriRbU2veMKHDnTiu24-Sy1s548gS1sgXC6MVM6w1-wHJ1IqI2xtzTUT4eVNzyqvua-edVFEi6ili8-dWyUaRKcbb2xBduvtdrx3/s1600-h/IMG_3565.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAXEZBHkDTe48tTkATi0vNM-fSFj0xEoxhZriRbU2veMKHDnTiu24-Sy1s548gS1sgXC6MVM6w1-wHJ1IqI2xtzTUT4eVNzyqvua-edVFEi6ili8-dWyUaRKcbb2xBduvtdrx3/s320/IMG_3565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336987511477649106" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Chloe wants to do whatever Hannah gets to do so she wanted to wear Hannah's hat. Silly goose, it doesn't even fit!</div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-67167704425982642642009-05-04T08:09:00.004-05:002009-05-05T07:27:49.662-05:00Ways they make me laugh...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I am sorry I haven't written a good update in a while. I just have so many little things to say but not any huge long story, the list keeps getting longer and longer and more overwhelming. <div><br /></div><div>I'll start with Chloe...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLHlHWvymDWtNL1oTEgqx0ct68XDu_07ybxvOiC4TS1lAJWsdx1QCQVX1KDs3TFnc-Fh1iRzjD8VxjmZhCc8SFTsd1wm65ML2d8CdYSKnUq_sdwJiyYJ5UpKwNxtdPLU1AEhs/s1600-h/IMG_3391_2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLHlHWvymDWtNL1oTEgqx0ct68XDu_07ybxvOiC4TS1lAJWsdx1QCQVX1KDs3TFnc-Fh1iRzjD8VxjmZhCc8SFTsd1wm65ML2d8CdYSKnUq_sdwJiyYJ5UpKwNxtdPLU1AEhs/s320/IMG_3391_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332052783954594066" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>I LOVE having a two year old!! Yes, she is obstinate, incredibly independent and loves her personal space. But she is so quick to catch on to everything! She is very observant and not quick to speak. Chloe loves to dance and is learning to sing. She is also still in love with Bob and Larry from Veggie Tales. She has become so considerate and caring and always has her own opinion (imagine that!). The other day I was leaving to go out and she looked at me and said with excitement, "I love your green shirt, Mama! You look so pretty!"</div><div><br /></div><div>Chloe is so sweet to her sister. She shares her goldfish with Hannah so that i don't have to keep reaching over the stroller to give Hannah her snack. They give each other hugs and kisses. They stay up in their room playing and entertaining each other when they should be going to sleep. :) She is also a 2 year old though and has her moments of selfishness and greed. She is big on personal space so it is taking some time for her to actually want Hannah around to play with toys and such. She doesn't like it if Hannah touches her. But she's getting better about that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday was Matt's birthday, but I hadn't made cards yet with the girls as of Saturday morning. While I was out on a run, Chloe went and found a card that Amy had written to me. Matt saw her go get her box of crayons and take the card into the guest room so that she could decorate the card in secret. She came out and brought the card covered in blue crayon to Matt and said, "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" She did this totally unprompted. She has such a sweet heart and loves her daddy sooooo much! </div><div><br /></div><div>Every weekend, Matt and Chloe have a special date together and go to the library to pick out books to bring home and read that week. Chloe looks forward to it all week long and is so excited to spend alone time with Daddy. Sometimes, they go eat Subway afterwards or run some errands together too. We have found it is something she needs. When she doesn't get quality time with him, she gives him the cold shoulder... really! She won't give him hugs or kisses and she very obviously prefers me to him which it is usually the other way around. For a week we couldn't figure out why the sudden change, then we looked back at how late Matt had been working and how he'd been gone on the weekend as well. Chloe is very much like me in that way. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_lHzNTmcvqvGMvHRH7P1s9zcnA0bGS8-aIMH5T0BvNqWf49piXuzrtr9OaQJUrLgU95OYdFv5PEgv829pQsK640qI77alHys0czOHy3cj2Y0vCtN9TfsGl3oMd0eHNICj-jHr/s1600-h/IMG_3460.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_lHzNTmcvqvGMvHRH7P1s9zcnA0bGS8-aIMH5T0BvNqWf49piXuzrtr9OaQJUrLgU95OYdFv5PEgv829pQsK640qI77alHys0czOHy3cj2Y0vCtN9TfsGl3oMd0eHNICj-jHr/s320/IMG_3460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332052793176750594" 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>Chloe is speaking pretty well, but she has some words she can't say of course. We have fun with that, although I probably shouldn't admit that. ;) Matt has been trying to correct her when she says a word wrong, but I'm not so strict about it. I love it when she says "oakameal" instead of oatmeal or "shuggle" instead of "shovel." Pretty soon you find yourself saying it the exact same way. :) </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAxHZwikilnOFOSWOSfLS_NLLALR-qf8kkYfQpHQ2w8FOdZVxGp8iJD1FWu7jnRT2oDVxyGimvbk5GbJ57qF2gPEwOvJ9nkBSABzUCYm4rfqikqNHXiqzbwm6aqBSH2B7rx7q/s1600-h/IMG_3432.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuAxHZwikilnOFOSWOSfLS_NLLALR-qf8kkYfQpHQ2w8FOdZVxGp8iJD1FWu7jnRT2oDVxyGimvbk5GbJ57qF2gPEwOvJ9nkBSABzUCYm4rfqikqNHXiqzbwm6aqBSH2B7rx7q/s320/IMG_3432.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332052787548613330" 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>Hannah is hilarious; she has a very happy heart! She smiles so easily and is very cuddly. She has this funny face she makes that I can't help but laugh at! I need to get it on video. Within the past few weeks, she has started rejecting baby food and will only eat "big-people" food; she pulls herself up to standing; she drinks from a sippy cup mostly by herself, and she says, "Da! Da! Da!" very excitedly and does a little dance when she sees Matt. :) She loves her daddy too! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9mOHqmtJ8DOjn9U0n992RZ1mEt23AbhJZXH3t1_sgskEJeNjSneQeUrxjCnnRBEq6TX-c84WA0Q5LjNkax14grSPl5UEb7LFNh0Ij2i1VDR9jrh7EhD1zis6WcofLmwk8LFm/s1600-h/IMG_3399.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9mOHqmtJ8DOjn9U0n992RZ1mEt23AbhJZXH3t1_sgskEJeNjSneQeUrxjCnnRBEq6TX-c84WA0Q5LjNkax14grSPl5UEb7LFNh0Ij2i1VDR9jrh7EhD1zis6WcofLmwk8LFm/s320/IMG_3399.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332052787482870818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px; " /></a></div><div>I am starting to wean my sweet little baby, which I have very mixed emotions about. The girls are staying with my parents in July for about 5 days while Matt and I go to San Francisco. I am so excited about the freedom, but I hate the idea that I won't have an excuse any more to just sit and do nothing while I cuddle my little cuddle bug and provide for her needs from my own being. Neither of us are quite ready for it so I am trying not to push it. But I also want to honor Matt by doing it in time for SF. In my mind, having Hannah weaned in time for this trip will show Matt that I am first his, then theirs. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have been very bad about taking pictures lately (I took a total of 2 on Friday at our first trip to Seaworld ... 2!! I am so mad at myself!), so I am going to be more intentional about it now. I'll add some more when I have more. </div><div><br /></div><div>Love to you all!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-84958576820933328512009-04-09T22:59:00.004-05:002009-04-09T23:10:24.953-05:00Thank You, Jesus!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhEPPk6R5_u0btXnRmsggy1wXJ6ThFroK3AY3e_FM84PlijvMaDlgef7RqXnJnGVdercTmgQ-3sMo5x_YEfXucL0qdcMh8wB1JtpeU4XEtxLAHF07FfvMimnev2j8WahXw-Qf/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUhEPPk6R5_u0btXnRmsggy1wXJ6ThFroK3AY3e_FM84PlijvMaDlgef7RqXnJnGVdercTmgQ-3sMo5x_YEfXucL0qdcMh8wB1JtpeU4XEtxLAHF07FfvMimnev2j8WahXw-Qf/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322908577434365362" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>The Trombleyshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05340524456895006241noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34130210.post-64484987715445075582009-04-09T22:54:00.003-05:002009-04-09T22:59:18.952-05:00Matt and Hannah<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJz0_FC0l8sSgIxRYJfaI2ugFOGRA3_1LiItulGr4JxPV70PSrQXBjZbTqoJxlS8tAmsdVj9Pt4pS3uQdKdifaxaRxg0vsmFkswEedIGCQaUL_hHsJyKRTmI9NrbJ4Xgcss6r/s1600-h/matt+3+mths+old.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPJz0_FC0l8sSgIxRYJfaI2ugFOGRA3_1LiItulGr4JxPV70PSrQXBjZbTqoJxlS8tAmsdVj9Pt4pS3uQdKdifaxaRxg0vsmFkswEedIGCQaUL_hHsJyKRTmI9NrbJ4Xgcss6r/s320/matt+3+mths+old.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322907084666533138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Wbi78-ah_GB26aK8yp9fWhuqSgDuFrXZ_kmD8XMJyOmfVymGW3GLYY7Tku-WIF3Qp-JhGi2ADLJ2dOUWGrjOoY_w93qAONyaucbGouJ7UxpLcRETG_NXqAMRzGHPy9VmunPS/s1600-h/mime-attachment.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/AVvXsEh1Wbi78-ah_GB26aK8yp9fWhuqSgDuFrXZ_kmD8XMJyOmfVymGW3GLYY7Tku-WIF3Qp-JhGi2ADLJ2dOUWGrjOoY_w93qAONyaucbGouJ7UxpLcRETG_NXqAMRzGHPy9VmunPS/s320/mime-attachment.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322907080987030274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Do you see a resemblance? 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