tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81780934687320617202024-03-05T22:32:39.279-07:00It's a Small WorldSmallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.comBlogger76125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-28136439071791257242012-03-21T13:15:00.000-06:002012-03-21T13:15:03.449-06:00A mid-day smile for you (and a plug for youtube & Facebook)I discovered this little mid-day smile and had to share it. What a unifying idea because, as I've found through the latin-dancing and yoga class my friend and I teach twice a week for free, dancing together makes us all happy.<br />
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Maybe I'll join Facebook, since this is more of a fb post that a blog post. Are you all on fb? How do you decide what to post/not post there?Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-87012175639831768522012-03-14T00:27:00.002-06:002012-03-14T00:27:56.072-06:00Rain in the desert<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
OK. It's March 2012. I found this unpublished post from July 2011. I love the pictures too much to not post it, so I am. I'm unsure whether it will show up on my most recent post or be hidden. If anyone ever finds it hidden in my history of posts, enjoy the cute pics!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hw3Gb-WlOhIOYaVuL0ql28l5NUCbOfzM2JeozH6zsuPdqCvez088Ox6tEQFAR1IXV3kkeHxwbNjP2aLnpo2npDw3Gx5GPzn5yc6aLYUNkRW3QgZsjlcIqs6rB768KDpoLm1lYiill7U/s1600/IMG_1878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7hw3Gb-WlOhIOYaVuL0ql28l5NUCbOfzM2JeozH6zsuPdqCvez088Ox6tEQFAR1IXV3kkeHxwbNjP2aLnpo2npDw3Gx5GPzn5yc6aLYUNkRW3QgZsjlcIqs6rB768KDpoLm1lYiill7U/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>
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The storms in the desert are frightening and beautiful. Thanks to the dry weather, there is a better electrical environment for lightening. You can look across the sky on a cloudy day and see multiple burst of lightening at once. I've never seen anything like it. One hot July day there was one of those storms and with it came a downpour in rain. Here's Emma and I enjoying the puddle on our porch. (so rare!)Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-12117905406269665572012-03-13T23:09:00.004-06:002012-03-14T14:39:07.731-06:00My Circus Job<br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">I read this on a Groupon email today. I was laughing out loud, literally. (No LOL: I hate abbreviating text, isn't language too beautiful to shorten?)</span><br />
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More youths than ever are fleeing their idyllic home lives for the clamor and glamour of the traveling circus. Before you sneak beneath the flaps of the big top, consider how your skills might be put to use in the world of the circus:</div>
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• Do you enjoy <strong style="font-weight: bold;">picking up chairs</strong> and <strong style="font-weight: bold;">brandishing a whip?</strong><br />
The ideal circus career for you is: <em>Setting up chairs for the audience.</em> Once the chairs are all set up, you can <em>whip</em> the audience into a frenzy with a preshow skit about turning off your cell phone.</div>
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• Do you enjoy <strong style="font-weight: bold;">high-flying danger?</strong><br />
The ideal circus career for you is: <em>Flag placer.</em> Picture the perfect circus tent—what do you see at the top? That's right, a tiny flag, placed there by an able-bodied volunteer who is unafraid to scale the tent in order to get the tiny wind-flapping pennant just right. You're helping!</div>
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• Do you enjoy <strong style="font-weight: bold;">cramming yourself into a tiny car?</strong><br />
The ideal circus career for you is: <em>Any.</em> Most circus employees travel under incredibly cramped conditions, often sharing the car with cumbersome passengers whose defining traits are that they are "strongmen," "fat ladies," or "elephants."</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large; line-height: 15px;">post-school announcing 4 kids by name (mine, plus a friend's daughter) as they climb into our cozy, little 1999 Honda Civic. </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large; line-height: 15px;">The boys take turns sandwiching themselves between the 2 girls in booster seats in back. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large; line-height: 15px;">Matthew pointed out yesterday that as we each get in the car sinks closer to the ground. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large; line-height: 15px;">I would like to ("ahem!") point out that we don't have to make a monthly car payment and the fact my kids aren't walking home from school. (And we share conversation together on the drive home - moments they will appreciate when they're older.) </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large; line-height: 15px;">Still, my daily circus act is as hilarious as Groupons' daily email. </span></span></div>
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I was the recipient of beautiful roses yesterday and wanted to share the moment with you...<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;">Thank you Glen! Happy Valentines Day!</span> </div>
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I wish I could send out the beautiful floral aroma via computer. Ahhh. I literally stop every time I pass the kitchen counter to smell them.<br />
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(My apologies for the sappy post, because I don't want to be one of the bragging bloggers I detest. But the flowers are gorgeous. And isn't the picture I roped Glen into hilarious?)<br />
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...and I'm off to make valentine treats for teachers...</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-1287804929205598462012-01-05T00:31:00.001-07:002012-01-05T00:31:26.937-07:00The Definition of a Good WomanI had to share this pic I found in my archives of our trip to Mallorca, Spain. I couldn't stop laughing about the sign then. (I'm still laughing) <div>
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November came and went so fast. Here it is in a nutshell:</div>
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Glen survived a blood clot in his calf after breaking his ankle. I'm thankful it was discovered early and he's alive.<div>
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I have overcome my fear of needles by injecting Glen's medication twice daily in his stomach. I was green the first few times, but now I could be a home-care professional. Maybe I will finish that Medical Assisting degree.</div>
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Thanksgiving at our house was Friday instead of Thursday. (Funny how national holidays can change just like that when Dad is in the hospital, right?) </div>
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We shared our feast with my friend, Tahany and her kids. It thrilled me to know she experienced, and enjoyed, stuffing and gravy for the first time. I'm thankful to have a friend to share Thanksgiving with.</div>
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The wind has blown here for two days straight and all the beautiful leaves are stripped from our trees. Not to mention it gusts at night and keeps us awake. Fall was short and lacked color.</div>
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My parents cancelled their trip in November because we were so ill. I missed seeing them.</div>
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Kandy from Sandy (it's a great rhyme) made a last-minute trip to visit us in November and didn't just make my day, but my year. She also taught me recipes that require cases of butter. They were delicious!<div>
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Ethan is learning to play drums at school in Drum Circle. (no hippies or Rastafarians) He taps a beat on everything wherever we are. (car, kitchen table, you get the picture) It's so exciting to see him embracing an important part of music. No drum set at home yet.</div>
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Both boys are losing teeth right and left. (and in front for that matter!) Thankfully, there was no punching involved, because I explained the tooth fairy doesn't reward teeth lost in fights.</div>
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Emma is in all-day Kindergarten and her lack of presence is felt. I don't like the quiet noises (oxymoron) in my house during the day. Our daily separation hasn't affected our relationship, though. She told me tonight, "Mom, you are the best Mom ever. I love you." I had tears in my eyes because she must have known I needed that today. I'm thankful for the children God blessed me with.</div>
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Our family has endured record sicknesses in our household every other week for 3 months straight. No flu, (so glad we had the flu shots) but anything else that doesn't require a doctor visit, however is inconvenient and uncomfortable!</div>
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I have started attending a LDS Zumba class (not an oxymoron) with a friend from Mexico who can really dance! One day I will be able to keep up with the footwork. Let's just say it's an exercise in body awareness, self-consciousness, acceptance, and being carefree. </div>
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Tomorrow Glen swears an oath to become an official U.S. citizen. The kids are coming too. I promise pictures. I continue to randomly break out in song "And he's proud to be an American, where at least he knows he's free!" So far he hasn't joined in singing with me.</div>
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I'm thankful for you, my family & friends too! Love to you all! </div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-17887769715676188312011-11-04T00:43:00.002-06:002011-11-04T00:43:43.773-06:00Happy Halloween!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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King Tut</div>
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Darth Vader</div>
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Alice in Wonderland</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-29105248536778723962011-10-21T22:20:00.002-06:002011-10-21T22:20:26.088-06:00PC / MAC?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I've had it. We are always waiting on our computer to process... The "dinosaur" is slower than well, the slowest dinosaur! Now we are taking action, but <u>we need your help</u> with the great debate: <strong><em>PC / MAC? </em></strong>...leave your comment!</span></span></span>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-59320637420345034072011-10-10T10:37:00.003-06:002011-10-10T11:00:24.697-06:00To comment, or not to comment?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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There is no question. Comment on my posts. It is more fun for all of us when you do. Love you!Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-2622596870819170082011-10-10T10:35:00.000-06:002011-10-10T10:35:05.974-06:00Family ReunionMy mom pulled us all together for a family reunion that centered around an extended family picture. It was shocking to see how much we've all grown and watching our children play the same games I swear we were just playing (okay, but 25+ years ago) at our Grandpa&Grandma's. (minus the Xbox and Nintendo, of course) I'm glad we got to see each other. What a fun time!<br />
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Ethan took some pictures of us on picture day. (also 1 I took that he's in!)<br />
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"handsome" and I</div>
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our little wriggly worm moved in every picture!</div>
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"my boys"</div>
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my parents and sisters and I</div>
Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-66327842580352614082011-07-25T01:14:00.002-06:002011-07-25T01:21:59.908-06:00Garbage Day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJcE9WOsV_rJcLAcVMnopbVnIJ4JmjbGur_K6-KR39zzduHrZkrp6RAwQooSaTLIearC0n1luVTgW8qbhlJB9SA-caH4jqROUuVK7KP0CX1JIK2VcwwqbIelAVoFxvcb59079mKhDMBo/s1600/IMG_1908.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633186340253952642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmJcE9WOsV_rJcLAcVMnopbVnIJ4JmjbGur_K6-KR39zzduHrZkrp6RAwQooSaTLIearC0n1luVTgW8qbhlJB9SA-caH4jqROUuVK7KP0CX1JIK2VcwwqbIelAVoFxvcb59079mKhDMBo/s400/IMG_1908.JPG" /></a>(Matthew's explanation when I found him in the garbage can... "I do this to get the trash bag to stick on the sides of the garbage, Mom!" He was so proud of his cool idea. I told him to stay there while I dashed for the camera. I'm impressed he could get in and out by himself!)Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-74153559713560759692011-07-20T18:19:00.005-06:002011-07-25T01:14:51.707-06:00Oh What Do You Do in the Summertime? 2011We do 300-page workbooks, chores, educational and service activities at Red Rock Canyon, the library and the Children's Museum. No "summer slide" in the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Smallman</span> household!<br /><br /><div><br /><div>We also... swim, hike, walk, bike, read, and watch movies together. (in case you're worried I'm a drill <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">sergeant</span>!)</div><br /><br /><div>Until, Ethan broke his foot. Fortunately, it was a small break and didn't require a cast. Unfortunately, he was instructed not to wear closed-toe shoes and to stay off it as much as possible. We're almost done with the 3-week <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">sentence</span> from the orthopedic surgeon and cannot wait to return to our active lifestyle. </div><br /><br /><div>Matthew has been our comic relief and kind enough to help Ethan. Emma has been giving him lots of hugs to cheer him up. How cute!</div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633183974183481346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQjU4q0jJGibZ_3eaquVQreXuxBZe0Y6jhmNG_wiQTwfwJdxO6SI6ACmw1U30sIIeN4xFtRn5YFKxFY7cw0VLc_1gtjOSLlNh5Q-N-TUf9Ls5N4AKh0ZM5yFZjQs7Co1aczTQ-TMc38c/s400/IMG_1943.JPG" /><br /><br /><div>I found the best activity (besides T.V.) for the 8 year old with the broken foot: a 620-piece 3D puzzle! He had it completed in just over a week. What now?!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633183971467120290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVvghpvcHhZyB8Gh9W8ATu8YRasKJMDUQ-jkNvoxJBAzzBR7XP81Y86e5b-si_q2AsCV2kvgPwQUTVsFkPqoRrHngBUzjo5Y_gRR4OAckBoqSfiWsjlIcd1IpSk4jVhyLWQ05XnLA3aNw/s400/IMG_1912.JPG" /></div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-79923601952623509362011-04-22T23:22:00.003-06:002011-04-22T23:50:24.326-06:00Happy Earth Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifHUKIUxZQqtcD23Dj5auWQ1euCxWfhtAEZVreeUmNC1o4AdMpF9L4IqWlUWURYAAbHsKkhyphenhyphenryLqL3yq8tavpopc4AvAoPtpsvKZs05U0BCnv-cNSCsWUr3kfX9tAa0d-1NgvDa8_e7sA/s1600/IMG_1280.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598649575548131602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifHUKIUxZQqtcD23Dj5auWQ1euCxWfhtAEZVreeUmNC1o4AdMpF9L4IqWlUWURYAAbHsKkhyphenhyphenryLqL3yq8tavpopc4AvAoPtpsvKZs05U0BCnv-cNSCsWUr3kfX9tAa0d-1NgvDa8_e7sA/s400/IMG_1280.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Happy Earth Day! </div><br /><br /><div>Admittedly, we didn't plant a tree. But we plan to tomorrow...</div><br /><br /><div>We went to Zion national Park yesterday. (a short day trip from LV, so no camping required) Hiking, hiking and more hiking with the promise I gave the children that they would see something GRAND! Ethan argued that the Grand Canyon is bigger. He hasn't even seen it, but it must be massive in his mind, because he was awestruck with the size of Zion's mountains.</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>My favorite was our last hike of the day, The Canyon Overlook Trail, which we finished just in time to watch the sunset and head back down before it was too dark. It's varied landscape kept our attention, not to mention the adrenaline-pumping steep drops along the way. We safely positioned in front of a rock for a picture.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>My cute kids picked up litter in at Zion National Park. I'm so proud of their efforts.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Glen went green well before Earth Day. Recently, he changed all the lightbulbs in the house to energy efficient bulbs. Those spiral bulbs are definately not a decor statement, but they're using less energy. And supposedly only have to be changed every 7 years. We'll see...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I came across this website today. What a nifty idea with a huge impact. <a href="http://www.cleantheworld.org/">www.cleantheworld.org</a> It's easy to donate soap, so do it.</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-40267623003297664162011-04-19T11:03:00.005-06:002011-04-19T11:39:22.087-06:00Red Rock Canyon<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwyXlSCMZsRjmw9JK6KHOEZvSaRRfV8F-fvuKYLzasDMPyJBycTe9NyLfZI6jyY4l_t3XaaxAiyxvDFeSkuj-1q-evGaSTg0nW4h1PRWMY4xBgeasruXol7tETHHA5lo94L_gws_YHa-Q/s1600/Pine+Creek+Canyon+Hike.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597350492811210866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwyXlSCMZsRjmw9JK6KHOEZvSaRRfV8F-fvuKYLzasDMPyJBycTe9NyLfZI6jyY4l_t3XaaxAiyxvDFeSkuj-1q-evGaSTg0nW4h1PRWMY4xBgeasruXol7tETHHA5lo94L_gws_YHa-Q/s400/Pine+Creek+Canyon+Hike.bmp" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The children and I celebrated the <em>first day of Spring Break</em> with a scavenger hunt in <strong>Red Rock Canyon</strong> hosted at the visitors center. They had to find all the bronze statues of animals hidden in the Discovery Area. Boring, right? Not really... they hid many of them and Ethan was so loud when he found one you would think we had won the lottery! The kids each earned a pin to wear, then we headed out for a fun hike to find <strong>Pine Canyon Creek</strong>. (Yes, there is water in the desert!) About 200 ft in, we found a shady spot to rest under some pines where the sand meets the water. Emma was busy mixing sand and water to make primitive sand castles while the boys counted innumerous frog eggs and caught frogs in the shallow pond. I enjoyed the peace and quiet of watching them create and explore independently. It was only 80 degrees and lovely.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>We ran into quite a bit of wildlife, this time not bronzed:</div><br /><br /><div>A L<strong>adybug</strong> that was kind enough to crawl across all our hands without flying away</div><br /><div>A <strong>Wild Burro</strong> that met us on the trail and kindly moved off so we could pass</div><br /><div>The few <strong>Chorus Frogs</strong> Matthew wanted to, but didn't, take home</div><br /><div>An evasive <strong>Painted Lady Butterfly</strong> that stayed by for only a moment</div><br /><div>A teasing <strong>Side Blotched Lizard</strong> that hid when the boys tried to catch it, then came out to show us he was still there</div><br /><div>A huge <strong>Tarantula</strong>...</div><br /><div>A <strong>Scorpion</strong> almost as big as the Tarantula...</div><br /><div>(Thankfully, the last 2 were behind glass at the visitor's center! Eesh. <shiver>)</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>The funniest part of the day was on the return from the hike. Matthew was leading the group. I stopped to pick up Emma and turned when I heard Matthew scream at the top of his lungs. A big dog had come around the corner on the trail and stopped in front of Matthew, who is terrified of dogs. The dog looked curious and kind, and wasn't growling. The dog stared for a minute, then turned around and ran away from us. I laughed off our shock and told Matthew he probably scared the dog more than the dog scared him! Minutes later, we met the owner who had a good laugh with us about the whole thing. </div><br /><br /><div>Next time you visit us in Spring, Fall, or Winter we would love to take you into Red Rock Canyon!</div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-49053816120494319142011-04-15T23:46:00.002-06:002011-04-15T23:54:33.919-06:00Multi-taskingAt the grocery store today, Emma had to "go," and while we were in the ladies' toilets, the woman <u>in the stall</u> next to us (doing her bathroom business) started talking "Joe, you can return the jacket that I bought if you won't wear it. Keep your shoes, you need something comfortable to wear to work. Please don't return my shoes, because I plan to keep them. Okay, talk to you soon. Bye Joe." We then heard the close of a phone. Emma quietly said, "Mom, what was that noise?" Umm... a woman confused about the term multi-tasking?Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-25228978315226413232011-04-10T21:26:00.012-06:002011-04-15T23:46:21.113-06:00Wish you were here! Well, no, actually, we don't!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKBMI0z0EaIl1Nhw_Bn4yS38gR-8HSSQkCzeyEEnhVTKLwN6PChKwXa7DNRQWuh92-JWhpgqgyuJrHSRkPSEFVrkI05iAZwVSUOY1qEKdhcAjagDRJ2z8NQiBK_SViD7Vyi8CSHXTmpc/s1600/IMG_1018.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596049489950219714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKBMI0z0EaIl1Nhw_Bn4yS38gR-8HSSQkCzeyEEnhVTKLwN6PChKwXa7DNRQWuh92-JWhpgqgyuJrHSRkPSEFVrkI05iAZwVSUOY1qEKdhcAjagDRJ2z8NQiBK_SViD7Vyi8CSHXTmpc/s320/IMG_1018.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZ-iHIBZHiirbigJSoOPAxWzR9defzNGn7jKKYT5NBoQlh2bVXaqCSNiI_kX6w1Zwl8yVDY5W_QxSdvIrwiaPMwa7vFheuWPJTi62EFocLUlNCLMct17GP-haaFnrFbJqi86Z4epHlIA/s1600/bigfish.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596049495998658722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZ-iHIBZHiirbigJSoOPAxWzR9defzNGn7jKKYT5NBoQlh2bVXaqCSNiI_kX6w1Zwl8yVDY5W_QxSdvIrwiaPMwa7vFheuWPJTi62EFocLUlNCLMct17GP-haaFnrFbJqi86Z4epHlIA/s320/bigfish.jpg" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwYPfCO-8-PXhLcW8CK3IVm_m8gZOAtolMU8bSQTx5hB4Ipodbe5gUd7RHq5TJiCVm9a0P0RzuwecT_mTCdcxy2SwTV9sd-IgQ3Bp6iW8tsD7vqzlgR3N-AziOh2DxjhVWu7kdsPr0gc/s1600/IMG_1122.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596049503691098738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgwYPfCO-8-PXhLcW8CK3IVm_m8gZOAtolMU8bSQTx5hB4Ipodbe5gUd7RHq5TJiCVm9a0P0RzuwecT_mTCdcxy2SwTV9sd-IgQ3Bp6iW8tsD7vqzlgR3N-AziOh2DxjhVWu7kdsPr0gc/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjunh6f4GlsJLdifOxcP62WmTjJCmvcj5SoNNAMhbyw-iCZ7QxE40H4kqWiaoRrfOmZhP7PyanIo9OldYhQ97wwSiosdnBdrGry81W1u7_bRngJdPULIuVFlaKghqbY7Dg9Clsx29Tir1s/s1600/dolphinbelly.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 282px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596051703378944002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjunh6f4GlsJLdifOxcP62WmTjJCmvcj5SoNNAMhbyw-iCZ7QxE40H4kqWiaoRrfOmZhP7PyanIo9OldYhQ97wwSiosdnBdrGry81W1u7_bRngJdPULIuVFlaKghqbY7Dg9Clsx29Tir1s/s320/dolphinbelly.jpg" /></a> <br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div>Glen and I had to most <em>amazing</em> trip to the Bahamas where he received a Top Branch Manager Award from his employer. We stayed at the infamous Atlantis resort on Paradise Island, Nassau.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Since Mrs. Doubtfire never turned up, (anyone know how to contact Mary Poppins?) we arranged for our each of our kids to stay with different families in our new ward. I'm so fortunate to have a supportive community in our new area! </div><br /><div>I promised not to spend my vacation worrying about the kids. (The stressed questions in my head... will they be comfortable at their first sleepovers, various playdates, did they get to school ok, what if they don't like the food, what if they get ill, will Matthew survive the kids in the dreaded after-school program? etc) They were fine, and surprisingly so was I. Which gave Glen and I time to:</div><br /><div>*Deep Sea Fish for Mahi Mahi</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>*Dress up fancy for beautiful evening receptions, dinners and galas</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>*Stay up late eating all sorts of delights</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>*Learn to be laid-back like a local Bahamian </div><br /><div>*Swim with Dolphins (More pictures to follow, when we get them developed from our waterproof camera)</div><br /><div>*Have our cake and eat it too (3 desserts a piece each night!) </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>*Evening walks at the beach and resort</div><br /><div>*Sleep in (no room service today, please.) </div><br /><div>*And other unmentionables, but if you know Glen, I don't need to mention them. ;)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I'm shamlessly bragging since it was the trip Glen deserved after a tough year of many changes in which he proved his work ethic and dedication. I'm so proud of him. I'm already planning for next year's trip...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLAp5hCt-nbjdSrh7F2vXEd3PY1-zGzal2x-6dMFh9kfdmifbNPZ0Wtxr6GzpFEE2yk_0e5loKWO5nUo4vsAD9QMSmfOvmpkdQK-lBbrh4TCzdGRqXfaa50EJMj4RdrDRVH8k2YsriEo0/s1600/IMG_0854.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596049484804498514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLAp5hCt-nbjdSrh7F2vXEd3PY1-zGzal2x-6dMFh9kfdmifbNPZ0Wtxr6GzpFEE2yk_0e5loKWO5nUo4vsAD9QMSmfOvmpkdQK-lBbrh4TCzdGRqXfaa50EJMj4RdrDRVH8k2YsriEo0/s320/IMG_0854.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-91204793678546050942011-03-17T22:24:00.006-06:002011-03-17T22:42:49.743-06:00So You Think You Can Dance<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoK3swTMf_yJ2kQ7aPVCKI2u9fKijCykm8QEEGQx2JP4c3ab-cv8bIEhJ7IUVTJhyRLCktmzHAFI6IQnw2W_sqjcDLykDQwU8u9UsBc_3GHWHfZXNoeGvaXvthzV-CVWJ8nj8XKia5s8/s1600/IMG_0846.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585274865693226274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZoK3swTMf_yJ2kQ7aPVCKI2u9fKijCykm8QEEGQx2JP4c3ab-cv8bIEhJ7IUVTJhyRLCktmzHAFI6IQnw2W_sqjcDLykDQwU8u9UsBc_3GHWHfZXNoeGvaXvthzV-CVWJ8nj8XKia5s8/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Last weekend, Glen invited his branch over for game night. We treated his co-workers to some good old fashioned English Nosh. Chips & Curry with Sausage Rolls. They were a huge hit. To burn off the calories, we danced the night away to the wii. The boys absolutely loved it so much, that they climbed up on the shelf to dance! (Besides, the adults were hogging all the floorspace) Glad the retro mirrors are good for something!<br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhrNCGwo8Kp5jULSZWRKjvjfrLDsawJou0I6lG5qj28dV33rIUkykHv0-8rELkqK7zd5g2RZaM3nP50acW7MWGvIdk_ije1tlnCsxTwHulw7nMbILkPCudgYsLQknOXfB6OcXNs9w8yg/s1600/IMG_0852.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585274866893657346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyhrNCGwo8Kp5jULSZWRKjvjfrLDsawJou0I6lG5qj28dV33rIUkykHv0-8rELkqK7zd5g2RZaM3nP50acW7MWGvIdk_ije1tlnCsxTwHulw7nMbILkPCudgYsLQknOXfB6OcXNs9w8yg/s400/IMG_0852.JPG" /></a></div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-46996441294149719612011-02-24T20:33:00.008-07:002011-02-24T21:03:18.914-07:00Sitter Needed<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimFxrUN_CATO6Hj5XwNzDYm8C_3JG9CMX4IgdFEbaC4O0bPwa_0D1WJZHD0d4y2yDGWpAmUARlJkIt7nKku_fMsOCJywzE16_Ncl5GpNLx55aVCDyNlZNqY_3xAtC5OBLKxtEcpafqZUs/s1600/Mrs_-Doubtfire.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577471482084739362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimFxrUN_CATO6Hj5XwNzDYm8C_3JG9CMX4IgdFEbaC4O0bPwa_0D1WJZHD0d4y2yDGWpAmUARlJkIt7nKku_fMsOCJywzE16_Ncl5GpNLx55aVCDyNlZNqY_3xAtC5OBLKxtEcpafqZUs/s400/Mrs_-Doubtfire.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div>WANTED: One sitter for 4 days at the latter end of March. (while Glen and I are in the Bahamas where he is receiving an award from his employer for being one of the top bank branches in the nation!)</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Will need to: </div><div>care for 3 amazing children</div><div>cook (cereal, pb&j and mac n'cheese)</div><div>do dishes</div><div>play with Emma</div><div>read books</div><div>drive kids to and from school</div><div>laundry and housecleaning optional</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We will provide:</div><div>financing to Las Vegas (fly/gas $)</div><div><div>babysitter to assist at bedtime</div>comfortable bed in master suite</div><div>private bath suite</div><div>free cable and internet access</div><div>pool and spa facilities on site</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Please contact us by phone or email.</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-17073739046815124602011-02-15T14:28:00.002-07:002011-02-15T14:40:01.426-07:00ScheduleMatthew is learning about time and schedules in his 1st grade class. He showed me one he created for himself in his diary:<br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">at 3:33 woch penguins of madagascar</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;">at 10:15 run arond like a hedlis chicin</span></div><br /><div>I love that kid. He always has a joke up his sleeve! Here's a picture of him making us laugh in Disneyland.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 136px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574034192565496786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vxPqi2KBCf14KTr_CFMQRvOMdnFYbH9BLEhZCeTK8-OZEPP2o6joL_QvE8Et0tqjSsmjodgrTRFZrEQ6LcHwdKHUQ76b4uSh3qXlrYVT5cyijn6zwxQtJAN54JPwRs_SjlEDMJtdwdA/s320/matthew.jpg" /></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-68226469430065980732011-02-14T23:04:00.008-07:002011-02-15T14:28:45.583-07:00Ethan's baptism<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha76R7x0aTKaos_XHMM5ZsTE3i00DbPwzByHKV8KyCjfxpTGQU05zV6QINw_w7i4Ti_9K_lKBiJWPKxuUxH64iMtb510y6ohbOASvZa-L_YZF1-HCD06ZCJg4PE2mhyT5cRiNR4pF5ZIA/s1600/IMG_1821.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573797718439140754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha76R7x0aTKaos_XHMM5ZsTE3i00DbPwzByHKV8KyCjfxpTGQU05zV6QINw_w7i4Ti_9K_lKBiJWPKxuUxH64iMtb510y6ohbOASvZa-L_YZF1-HCD06ZCJg4PE2mhyT5cRiNR4pF5ZIA/s320/IMG_1821.JPG" /></a><br /><div><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573797714393957778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibldmsWrXMaljhvqYakn_HJjvo1bGxK_iBz9gfOHHylC6Z4dbaxlGeNW-zORZUeuyhiXnPtB9Vz4c_TRW1i0cFeWW9ouDnkLaoYAhVrnY9wnRLu306hOLedpkc5NDHBd1drB_MU3CwmKU/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" />Between Disneyland and Valentine's Day was Ethan's baptism. We all loved it. Ethan is now a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints! The best part for him was the next day when the Bishop invited him to sit on the stand during the entire sacrament meeting. He felt very important. Thanks for all the support from our family and friends who made it a special day!</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-2899120800795298012011-02-14T23:04:00.007-07:002011-02-15T14:27:05.073-07:00All you need is<div>(to go see Beatles) LOVE. By Cirque de Soleil. My husband and I did this weekend and it was amazing. It was the perfect Valentine from mine. And the Beatles were right. All you need is love. Glen still shouldn't get naps without me, (see earlier post) but I love him and am thrilled we are together here and hereafter! Happy Valentine's Day!</div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030927304794578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxpz6sDkaftqa-jQGTThIl2Gx2_E9gFpp-1NWutg9Gnm1RW2JpDuSZ4fYn6YUt7nqE40AMWeSBg0hZt0QbgLgcpo8wlHm6ocL6kNNretV9qeCl0sH87nhyphenhyphenx0qHV2Ua1lbwyRqtoTpvkIA/s200/glen%2526trish.jpg" />Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-4307790314789606912011-01-30T01:50:00.010-07:002011-02-15T14:25:02.462-07:00I HAVE to go to the Happiest Place on Earth?Recently, we told the kids a surprise: Tomorrow we're going to Disneyland for Ethan's birthday!<br /><br />And... nothing.<br /><br />No jumps, no shouts, no hugs, no thank you, oh, thank you's.<br /><br />I wonder if I should have used jazz hands and confetti to announce the big news?<br /><br />Ethan said, "Oh. (pause) I really wanted to open a present on my birthday." <div></div><div>Matthew was quiet. </div><div>Then Emma shouted, "I get to see Jack Sparrow!"<br /><br />On the drive, Ethan was concerned because he didn't want to miss school and work. </div><br /><div></div><div>(At this point, I'm wasn't sure who these children were...)</div><div><br />Once in California, it was all fun and photos at the Happiest Place on Earth. Enclosed are a few.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJsv7_iPN65xuvnqzBzlROwMGoyLvH3LvJOIxusdr0PgWXHAGUzWMPlSkn0aNtHkaIk2__Altj3pGbyk5mUH5B0WR8cdTzGxv7dUKtg4kfXJNmR3LpZdk2O2ep8XE_78K3ZT_qI-yanCE/s1600/IMG_0615.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOBrLLELpcyviwrFrES0_iVAU5CQcGDzH_-t1MsCnGkcrk6vCUhE3xItBglvhyphenhyphenDXSwKrSvS5h0srWRC7zpLE-SlMp_RRcx6TO6q6P2WRZRLWNGCY7j5hyphenhyphen6gk55jJZ5djRejmdkU_AkQHI/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573792196733431858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOBrLLELpcyviwrFrES0_iVAU5CQcGDzH_-t1MsCnGkcrk6vCUhE3xItBglvhyphenhyphenDXSwKrSvS5h0srWRC7zpLE-SlMp_RRcx6TO6q6P2WRZRLWNGCY7j5hyphenhyphen6gk55jJZ5djRejmdkU_AkQHI/s200/IMG_0373.JPG" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEFqDr_UaJ5mZJ-DQ8B4KkazAHZDBkta8paITa3CC-SwTuK5SoHPbGWt0O8QSsVxv-g-_ulCnKwcicRhuAVudzlv8oqyrQxNDXRaR8zhhgdiwvudXLi1kmcKp8HvJVlTBeW_2dWZME6Y/s1600/IMG_0615.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574030045112507442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEFqDr_UaJ5mZJ-DQ8B4KkazAHZDBkta8paITa3CC-SwTuK5SoHPbGWt0O8QSsVxv-g-_ulCnKwcicRhuAVudzlv8oqyrQxNDXRaR8zhhgdiwvudXLi1kmcKp8HvJVlTBeW_2dWZME6Y/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEFqDr_UaJ5mZJ-DQ8B4KkazAHZDBkta8paITa3CC-SwTuK5SoHPbGWt0O8QSsVxv-g-_ulCnKwcicRhuAVudzlv8oqyrQxNDXRaR8zhhgdiwvudXLi1kmcKp8HvJVlTBeW_2dWZME6Y/s1600/IMG_0615.JPG"></a> </div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-90404948178522935272011-01-30T01:30:00.003-07:002011-01-30T01:50:36.738-07:00Busted<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD_f0EqwhtcGuI79XZrOEVnAPScIsyDmB-L34ZgNBzR-DUA3yNWyoEtVbepeVSkOHegC4atvsC6Ehd6PDevdnjD3iIrjduz98QSnS5osr1bsqBi1yr4lTTTFZBItOGuw7xdKglOQRM3MA/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567898323573799666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD_f0EqwhtcGuI79XZrOEVnAPScIsyDmB-L34ZgNBzR-DUA3yNWyoEtVbepeVSkOHegC4atvsC6Ehd6PDevdnjD3iIrjduz98QSnS5osr1bsqBi1yr4lTTTFZBItOGuw7xdKglOQRM3MA/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXkxBLo_8VhxB_Wx0Yaocf5818ugJSBAUnSCo3vKkorvbqmUjlGfhvWCwAZKytWwVDhCXqEDVUzN6ms8QwaaFZOWXI0Rzl7Ludqjm-YV9q25P3bTEwQKK4RV5j3FCl6ruz1QZ7zWlDm0/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567898316253664338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNXkxBLo_8VhxB_Wx0Yaocf5818ugJSBAUnSCo3vKkorvbqmUjlGfhvWCwAZKytWwVDhCXqEDVUzN6ms8QwaaFZOWXI0Rzl7Ludqjm-YV9q25P3bTEwQKK4RV5j3FCl6ruz1QZ7zWlDm0/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>I love that Ethan and Matthew can use the camera. They have such a <strong>unique</strong> view of the world that their <strong>pictures</strong> reflect. Matthew got ahold of the camera a few days ago and here is what I found when I downloaded them. Pictures of Glen snoozing on the couch. I should probably title it "My sweet husband taking a rest." I prefer "Glen is <strong>busted</strong> getting a nap in without me." Hey, we're a partnership, right? Life isn't fair... (but M's self-portrait is darling)</div><div></div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-40592922648009050922011-01-23T23:25:00.005-07:002011-01-23T23:35:12.607-07:00The Cone of Shame<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lvYC8sYplXDU11gI6b7RefPHRivngFQcXVnRw_tf9vcDYTLDyaaeZ0xqJOOJ7tOzaIvmxisuMe8hW8crwC_LA6Yl0LVpC51XalJ3P3X9OlIAPCuzu0lVg5eSNcXvcHGXy-30M2lnECs/s1600/coneofshame.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 92px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 78px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565636653106163154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8lvYC8sYplXDU11gI6b7RefPHRivngFQcXVnRw_tf9vcDYTLDyaaeZ0xqJOOJ7tOzaIvmxisuMe8hW8crwC_LA6Yl0LVpC51XalJ3P3X9OlIAPCuzu0lVg5eSNcXvcHGXy-30M2lnECs/s400/coneofshame.bmp" /></a> Matthew's Statement of the Week:<br /><br /><div><div></div><div>We stopped at the mailbox the other day and Matthew suddenly yelled out, "LOOK! THAT DOG IS WEARING THE CONE OF SHAME!" We saw the poor dog across the street who indeed was wearing a cone, which thanks to the movie UP, Matthew thinks is a bad thing. Naughty dog. He must've done something really bad.</div><div></div><br /><div>Glen and I are still in stitches about it, and think it will rival my infamous childhood statement that killing buffalo for the buffalo wings is serious animal cruelty!</div></div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8178093468732061720.post-88843638894802700812010-12-30T23:47:00.004-07:002011-01-03T12:56:26.426-07:00Too much of a good thing!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyAGtsucIkQJG_ODodMLvhY-xBs4Ytlbn_9bmnKy_wKbN8FFhbPlyLzlx5xJjlADt5UPFlqWsusBOYJK-TACaQlAS5XSkD00pVgbOjMNrV2hyphenhyphentmddRS6FXKCu9HrTYR40D-EDaIiGaGuw/s1600/IMG_0111.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558050886219627730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyAGtsucIkQJG_ODodMLvhY-xBs4Ytlbn_9bmnKy_wKbN8FFhbPlyLzlx5xJjlADt5UPFlqWsusBOYJK-TACaQlAS5XSkD00pVgbOjMNrV2hyphenhyphentmddRS6FXKCu9HrTYR40D-EDaIiGaGuw/s320/IMG_0111.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><div>No, we're not talking about Matthew's candy addiction, (although it's reaching frightening levels now) we're talking about lemons. 240 of them. Here are some of them taking over my kitchen counter. Remember my Beauty in the Desert post about the pretty lemon tree outside my kitchen window? Well, that lovely tree gave me more lemons than I will <i>ever </i>need for lemonade, lemon-herbed chicken, lemon curd and lemon meringue! I've juiced and frozen into cubes 40 of them that I picked before this group. <span style="WHITE-SPACE: pre" class="Apple-tab-span"></span>Now what?</div>Smallmanshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821537168238170919noreply@blogger.com4