tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36306704219200866892024-03-19T05:28:25.741-04:00The Guthrie GangJen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-80419502362977548242009-11-12T15:13:00.002-05:002009-11-12T15:49:30.360-05:00Yeah...I'm one of those crazy moms!<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzjPr7BIsK9a49q1Br2CU7EhxYd3mJ6sHa7QwQcJmznJH70-KdEtSNkFJsFrAbXdoDQcudunZoAvOtEFmvNjg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>My kids are in love with this new boy...Justin Bieber. About a week ago I was driving Sadie, my 5th grader to school and a big announcement came on the radio. JB was coming to our town...wait...it gets better....to a Roller Rink :) and the only way to get tickets is to win them on the radio station(you can't buy them)! Sadie could barely breathe! Saturdays are spent at our house with my 3 girls and their friends calling the radio station ALL day long....even Kai and her bff Ella who are in High School were in...they actually were the ones who started all this Bieber craziness! 2 days ago the station announced that they were going to have a raffle for only adults to give to their kids and so the calling and redialing began. I have had horrible headaches for almost 2 weeks now...but the jumping and dancing with the girls took my mind off of my pain (weird, huh....don't worry...I think I paid for it later!) Even if we didn't win...the girls saw my crazy and we would laugh and dance...I even talked to 3 different DJ's and the girls were cracking up...but I never won. So everyone was at school today except for little miss Sadie....and today is Ella's bday! They called the first winner and she wasn't home and they only got her answering machine....then my call came...as you listen...at first I totally thought it was the radio station ....but then they PUNK'D me....only I would get PUNK'D while winning something! And these tickets are MEET AND GREET, VIP AND THEN THE CONCERT! </p><p>WARNING - TURN DOWN YOUR VOLUME...I totally freaked out....not for me but for the girls...to my credit, Sadie is in the background screaming too!</p><p>BUT THE BEST PART IS THIS- I really have been trying to keep everything together these past 9 months. This was a hard move...my kids didn't want to leave their home and friends of 8years, pretty much all they knew in NC. We have had some rough times being here. And before all of this...it finally has hit me. I am in the RS presidency, I keep busy...but recently I finally let myself feel...and I have been sad. I miss my home I worked hard to build, I miss friends and mostly it hurts to see your kids hurt. Miss Ella has been a friend to Kai and a great one-they have even made trouble together....she has given Kai joy...without her I think that we would seriously have Kai on anti-depressants....and then my other 2 girls follow their big sister...if she can cope then they do too. So today is a good day...I was blessed to win these tickets on Ella's birthday...it may be a boy-crush concert for the girls but I am cool in their eyes and we keep pushing along!</p>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-33867950130289356412009-09-17T16:03:00.003-04:002009-09-17T16:16:52.974-04:00To Blog or hang with the Horses in my front yard???<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2klPdYcjzCXR8OxxqKUEPyGMZtmLYLkvbmfc3DRpL4583S597hQ8bQogujh_Hfxc-TLyEX-HmdGA2eNl5p1-4JvfnI8chESwcfzu9cvFBSYsbu-UTUwoCm_eKkTk7RX9gBUodJLM4478/s1600-h/IMG_6085.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382532710171719186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2klPdYcjzCXR8OxxqKUEPyGMZtmLYLkvbmfc3DRpL4583S597hQ8bQogujh_Hfxc-TLyEX-HmdGA2eNl5p1-4JvfnI8chESwcfzu9cvFBSYsbu-UTUwoCm_eKkTk7RX9gBUodJLM4478/s320/IMG_6085.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEL7Lgy_dzA8BveJZ07Ot3dkNNIlDHqUpENH_sGXqD8l2YzkERer6ZUUTouHlgQJA1Ftsce60E_SnJ4YE1N67tOOo1RIhgzc0WTvpI-6RbR_-EKlr1R8eXlO5liYlBOF8BzvsTyZgMxY/s1600-h/IMG_6083.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382532371294627458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEL7Lgy_dzA8BveJZ07Ot3dkNNIlDHqUpENH_sGXqD8l2YzkERer6ZUUTouHlgQJA1Ftsce60E_SnJ4YE1N67tOOo1RIhgzc0WTvpI-6RbR_-EKlr1R8eXlO5liYlBOF8BzvsTyZgMxY/s320/IMG_6083.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>I have sooo much to catch up on...so this is a test to anyone who may even know that I have a blog...comments will inspire me...and hopefully a catch-up will keep the blog in me flowing...but in case you were wondering why I haven't been blogging...here is the run down:</div><div>A week in the hospital with Aunt Mo, many doctor visits, Kai becoming a cheerleader at her High School, school starting with one school 15+miles in opposite directions of each other, kids at 3 different schools, soccer starting, speech for Jake, lots of summer trips to Calif. a couple of times, Oregon a couple of times, Utah, lots of trips to Lake Tahoe, Paul gone all the time, my calling in RS, clothing fair, pear orders, VT conferences to conduct, scorpions to kill (told the kids it was just a bug) I took over a 1000 pictures this summer-where do I start, cats to love, visiting teaching to do, and dinner to cook :) and wild horses that come and eat the grass in our front yard (side note: Kai's HS is "home of the Mustangs" and near the front of the school there are "caution wild horses" signs. I thought it was for school spirit when we first moved here...it is reallllllly for wild horses!</div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-21594397091011202122009-06-11T19:38:00.004-04:002009-06-11T19:41:48.755-04:00An "O.k. then" moment<div>Today while driving the kids home from school Jake said (and I quote) "Mommy, mommy, k...mommy - can you get me an emergency light and 20 laser beams?" to which I said "and Jake what do you need that for?" and Jake replied "you'll just have to see mommy!" Hmmmmmmmm.....have you ever watched this show?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6yTd1Qud0u4zxuDv4IsHwADER9likll2yGdsYEiIDn74zi3ZbzMwUAABjgTuTN-sM6WvybTdmusWgaeFrweMqTW5DFZTIEBQ8eTY_bNSS6LrXxW7UNTzceyoHq3yKjhy5xrST7-Z3S2w/s1600-h/phineas-and-ferb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346219144574571698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6yTd1Qud0u4zxuDv4IsHwADER9likll2yGdsYEiIDn74zi3ZbzMwUAABjgTuTN-sM6WvybTdmusWgaeFrweMqTW5DFZTIEBQ8eTY_bNSS6LrXxW7UNTzceyoHq3yKjhy5xrST7-Z3S2w/s320/phineas-and-ferb.jpg" border="0" /></a> It's called Phineas and Ferb....I can only imagine what is going through my little 6year olds head!</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-84548385235569668832009-04-27T16:14:00.022-04:002009-04-27T19:48:43.262-04:00How much time do you have for a blog Marathon?I know....I know....my blogs are far and few between....my grey hairs show how little time I have for much in my life lately...and blogging has taken a few major blows-do any of you even read my postings anymore...is anyone out there???? <div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>So to my few remaining fans....I will prove to you that I have been up to "good" and the raising of my children!<br />Let's begin...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBWqBkJkoE9JA6kDl1tBu4hH8YJJ_zhVISz6bDDZ1pYkPaYWUB4P6oLYum_EuOt9W4DaVFCyBsKY17sE5Zo6OAkd8j9M6wkhtDuMtEYJbsX1JOxz4O_bNyDQKA-eYitINnP1bwrx2AWKI/s1600-h/IMG_5184.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329468395753803858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBWqBkJkoE9JA6kDl1tBu4hH8YJJ_zhVISz6bDDZ1pYkPaYWUB4P6oLYum_EuOt9W4DaVFCyBsKY17sE5Zo6OAkd8j9M6wkhtDuMtEYJbsX1JOxz4O_bNyDQKA-eYitINnP1bwrx2AWKI/s320/IMG_5184.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>I am new to this area...and with the warm weather my kindness has been in bloom...the kids and I made up some "edible" bouquets to deliver to friends that have helped make this move more "gentle" on our family....I wish I could of sent all of you some of these tasty treats....who doesn't love being thought of??? We all need some thoughtfulness from time to time...so don't wait for someone to bake you a goodie...go - bake- give! </div><div><br />Next, It's Baseball/softball Season.....Yeah!</div><div>Now, while Kailee-my 14yr. old looks great in her softball gear....who out there doesn't want to just squeeze my adorable 6yr old. in his little league uniform?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgS1iEmpe1L2P8lpthgTmiCgUUb6C6_ULHh_kt7xqJYOUGikQElbnJqoLg4DNMNvKPy9DVmhMpjpR7F43YlZh8IoaiZRrG2dbs0BriWWoBbBbTZxbmypMFHNiR8nidx1MAFzmYBTkKBY0/s1600-h/IMG_5163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329471006465402802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgS1iEmpe1L2P8lpthgTmiCgUUb6C6_ULHh_kt7xqJYOUGikQElbnJqoLg4DNMNvKPy9DVmhMpjpR7F43YlZh8IoaiZRrG2dbs0BriWWoBbBbTZxbmypMFHNiR8nidx1MAFzmYBTkKBY0/s320/IMG_5163.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wUvzcxrecuHAfD4CoPcjQqUfk_2AANUGcN3YNTdHzB3ySq-L1m2FMJ8Cd8hkBCLErXZxea7v4SyFm8kZD-bjgrgzJWVFE8semV1wZl35kPRZY3OekY8LWm4KngFagg0kukrPoaCyPo0/s1600-h/IMG_5174.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329471010115553202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6wUvzcxrecuHAfD4CoPcjQqUfk_2AANUGcN3YNTdHzB3ySq-L1m2FMJ8Cd8hkBCLErXZxea7v4SyFm8kZD-bjgrgzJWVFE8semV1wZl35kPRZY3OekY8LWm4KngFagg0kukrPoaCyPo0/s320/IMG_5174.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgavmHJm_qFluWPn0b7Vhywm-x0_ZKBGf50N9mhfSOqAY5u7IWN08aBNoh3ue6rvARaX1xEBFVJxn1tbsROZj9D_6TT_6mqKk2YFV065OzEnutF4OYIpBD5PYoV0p7uLIdJLv7rfBYGwl4/s1600-h/IMG_5175.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329471018279030642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgavmHJm_qFluWPn0b7Vhywm-x0_ZKBGf50N9mhfSOqAY5u7IWN08aBNoh3ue6rvARaX1xEBFVJxn1tbsROZj9D_6TT_6mqKk2YFV065OzEnutF4OYIpBD5PYoV0p7uLIdJLv7rfBYGwl4/s320/IMG_5175.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5isfbath0crbjrY6IXnTi7Mly31YxBC7_3o1o3wCzNDQboTDbmGINVtj6U1hm_urN6Il3yafWrbZdnAVVlveJYvNai_cfqmfBRQRtc-_pq2JvYXEAQmg5gQHkKHSH98vS38qzRUHH2o/s1600-h/IMG_5181.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329471090261200802" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5isfbath0crbjrY6IXnTi7Mly31YxBC7_3o1o3wCzNDQboTDbmGINVtj6U1hm_urN6Il3yafWrbZdnAVVlveJYvNai_cfqmfBRQRtc-_pq2JvYXEAQmg5gQHkKHSH98vS38qzRUHH2o/s320/IMG_5181.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I know...it's not the Baltimore Orioles...he's not wearing his Uncle's team...but I'll root and cheer on this little Texas Ranger any day....he really loves his sports! Paul was home this weekend and getting Jake ready for his game-He just loves it when his Daddy is home to go to games with him and it helps us keep the faith that one day Jake may just let go of the umbilical cord that binds Jake to his mommy constantly...sports shows us a glimpse of how a boy doesn't need his mommy-especially out on the field-it's a "boy only "thing and Daddy is much needed! Any-Who! Paul said to Jake something like "Jake it will be fun and you'll have a good time" and with his usual sigh to our parental dumbness Jake said "No, Daddy it's only about winning-that's the most important thing"...Sure He looks like his daddy-he loves his mommy -but where did this little guy learn that??? Again he is cute and we just love watching the hard work our children put in to being a part of a team...and to do well for themselves too! Go... win...play hard!</div><div>And now we go to our Spring break 2009=2 extra kids-a lot of celebrities-and family time!Our sweet friends from North Carolina sent out their 2 girls, Carly and Kendall, to spend the break with us. They flew in Sat. night and Sunday was Easter. And what an Easter it was...Kai, Paul and I were the whole Easter program at church...yeah! I have given a million talks before but coming off the tailwind move, visitors coming, Paul traveling, and our plans to drive to L.A. right after church-my head was spinning...I am not so sure that anything I said made sense...but Paul and Kai did great on their talks. It was really nice to take some time to really think through what this Easter season means to me-sometimes we run and run and I forget to really slow it down a bit and think of what really matters. Giving this talk "urged" me to reflect on a deeper level how the ressurection means everything to me-what hopes and promises it holds-and how there is so much joy and love in knowing that our Savior died for us and showed us the way....my talk may have been jibbersh but pulling out of my heart what I know and feel-I don't regret one bit!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkRUPtactqBU84rzIxH92lRnLSVucguVGODancuiFWShMxCnJEf9MVpV71-2Hg0UrPgFjbO7StqqmQHrNUiOOD5jgMdwVhCHZdvTXmN9eQXhwBC28bv747LACoryO-RqLSf2wav9ozmo/s1600-h/IMG_5198.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329475364931347554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLkRUPtactqBU84rzIxH92lRnLSVucguVGODancuiFWShMxCnJEf9MVpV71-2Hg0UrPgFjbO7StqqmQHrNUiOOD5jgMdwVhCHZdvTXmN9eQXhwBC28bv747LACoryO-RqLSf2wav9ozmo/s320/IMG_5198.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>My 6 kids for Easter! The bunny loves them all!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfO_ix5bu597AXI6M51i28FuOJq6wWLVZadzwgzJLmnCQtCpsmhwnmbEy3m-1-11C_Cl1K0q7W1Qh0LKNkuQiEiApfT58knXA2JjvLe4fi_dKFWBTaO7XfOf2nTJnSR_nEsmFGq3W2sJ0/s1600-h/IMG_5233.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329475377769725298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfO_ix5bu597AXI6M51i28FuOJq6wWLVZadzwgzJLmnCQtCpsmhwnmbEy3m-1-11C_Cl1K0q7W1Qh0LKNkuQiEiApfT58knXA2JjvLe4fi_dKFWBTaO7XfOf2nTJnSR_nEsmFGq3W2sJ0/s320/IMG_5233.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>Sooooo off to L.A. we went...on Monday the weather was great and we had a relaxing time at the pool...Tuesday was a bit different...the winds kicked in and it wasn't the best day for the beach....but read on my friends and you will see how to make lemonade out of lemons!<br />We found a little pizzeria(delish!) on Hermosa beach since the sand and wind was not exactly ideal...see photo above! But we made the most of it!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6u3_Y5ZBKXb09-ajx0u8L_OIHJ3Bt7vObA8NQFnPSwzmn9YHAKy9ompFl41i6GejKg85gCOmzFKttXFUUtbA1zypMWt7D0214goIDfCLYOkxmjrkzDqRBfkCn2O2yL2wi4yAokgoaYY/s1600-h/IMG_5211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329475374456274274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd6u3_Y5ZBKXb09-ajx0u8L_OIHJ3Bt7vObA8NQFnPSwzmn9YHAKy9ompFl41i6GejKg85gCOmzFKttXFUUtbA1zypMWt7D0214goIDfCLYOkxmjrkzDqRBfkCn2O2yL2wi4yAokgoaYY/s320/IMG_5211.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Shelby and Kendall<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhUcsGjPsYcVTTEu02OtFiMkkZx-aruot2WBb7AMzhkrNzV3DcmHFoCRtMEXMSZa-bGQffnt9lLd_UzpmL0mMDy16hhtPqkMMgtUZJcpI2r8Ps25HPBLN6_2DXpYZbqKr0UmS-iHruVg/s1600-h/IMG_5213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329478741581067842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQhUcsGjPsYcVTTEu02OtFiMkkZx-aruot2WBb7AMzhkrNzV3DcmHFoCRtMEXMSZa-bGQffnt9lLd_UzpmL0mMDy16hhtPqkMMgtUZJcpI2r8Ps25HPBLN6_2DXpYZbqKr0UmS-iHruVg/s320/IMG_5213.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Kai and Carly</div><div>We salvaged that part of the day with pizza and cute pictures of the kids at beach and then headed back to hotel...as we turned into the parking lot of our hotel I noticed a sign that said "filming" with an arrow pointing next to our parking lot...turned around and said to all 8 of us...let's check it out...Carly and Kendall start yelling "it's CSI Miami"...o.k then...now our day is starting to catch some action!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IjYPFJnZQCqoTmGsuyCUKkbC2OY85hxQ6j5ENe5kjM8OXvtE61E_FayOewwOCL9KbVAN3pceEgS00n60kAfLBaDu_h5gMOdImpGuY0QYrHl6LumTZFixGe3cAcS3aXkTN2SiyGRYlpU/s1600-h/IMG_5244.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481137029828290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5IjYPFJnZQCqoTmGsuyCUKkbC2OY85hxQ6j5ENe5kjM8OXvtE61E_FayOewwOCL9KbVAN3pceEgS00n60kAfLBaDu_h5gMOdImpGuY0QYrHl6LumTZFixGe3cAcS3aXkTN2SiyGRYlpU/s320/IMG_5244.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />It ends up they film the "crime scene unit" building right next to our hotel...the site manager comes out and tell us that he'd be happy to send some of the stars out as soon as they have a break in filming...tells us to come back in a bit and that they love to connect with their fans. He gives us the low down on how this is the season finale being filmed, etc. We go back to our room and clean up...go back and everyone is so friendly to us...Emily Proctor and her bodyguard come out and just talk and talk with the kids...she was the nicest ever...she is from North Carolina too and pulls out her sweet southern talk...just so great with the kids. I am no celeb crazy girl...it was just fun for the kids and Emily couldn't of been more down to earth acting non-celeb! It was great and the kids just ate it up....I saw her fake badge and gun and said that I had to get a photo of that...so she went all out and posed for us...she was great!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAG5IKGAk3WqcN9uKp7ORDQAtbiI7F017FCJpLzgsKeKxzcQvaO-3ilQAINKZRXn_ome9CDACNgR1SFZZJVdfrp5U-0iWp0k_hjS_ntISNjaGr5-KfHOiqa7D-wS_GKCoDnKTMmzhZh0/s1600-h/IMG_5240.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481134130170418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAG5IKGAk3WqcN9uKp7ORDQAtbiI7F017FCJpLzgsKeKxzcQvaO-3ilQAINKZRXn_ome9CDACNgR1SFZZJVdfrp5U-0iWp0k_hjS_ntISNjaGr5-KfHOiqa7D-wS_GKCoDnKTMmzhZh0/s320/IMG_5240.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6Y949NLKSDbykm283NucErb9XogIqzymwGmjTA6Xo0uyzALr1K3Z89FMF0S8VtxPaoclILDbUv8Vrr0wTZMqn6o1BtjFv1ciJ722T1mHImqP6UgoyvrsjHiSVf1UwunwFQU2vDy4cRw/s1600-h/IMG_5251.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481135239801794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6Y949NLKSDbykm283NucErb9XogIqzymwGmjTA6Xo0uyzALr1K3Z89FMF0S8VtxPaoclILDbUv8Vrr0wTZMqn6o1BtjFv1ciJ722T1mHImqP6UgoyvrsjHiSVf1UwunwFQU2vDy4cRw/s320/IMG_5251.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExNfex6BbES124TVJXgz2uzeV4AfE_oFHzkmJdDPC9zE_R5Do2roK84qApLBdJwH-kRFC5xBj1jEikOqNp6Ng04AxLLECcp9wito4FZCB99-JCIiyoF3CLrX3M30_tKW1wr4KAwNfFc0/s1600-h/IMG_5261.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486734403834786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhExNfex6BbES124TVJXgz2uzeV4AfE_oFHzkmJdDPC9zE_R5Do2roK84qApLBdJwH-kRFC5xBj1jEikOqNp6Ng04AxLLECcp9wito4FZCB99-JCIiyoF3CLrX3M30_tKW1wr4KAwNfFc0/s320/IMG_5261.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuIaGRnRrfqNHR0lcEJ7g56mOX0xQ5XuikUhuQ5WYWuMvTcFAtwTfry5ITNfajw-FKtO1L24Zc-W4dQ_ssK99OTowCtWABKqgxhpz4Tx6qAwW12ZXLMHBCiPzQkBAGwXo1NjRFAGRkdE/s1600-h/IMG_5262.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486736619643154" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkuIaGRnRrfqNHR0lcEJ7g56mOX0xQ5XuikUhuQ5WYWuMvTcFAtwTfry5ITNfajw-FKtO1L24Zc-W4dQ_ssK99OTowCtWABKqgxhpz4Tx6qAwW12ZXLMHBCiPzQkBAGwXo1NjRFAGRkdE/s320/IMG_5262.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Way fun...and then we were off to just "see" hollywood Blvd. and take one quick picture of a star on the Blvd. We didn't dress for a night out 'cause we just had to see the hollywood sign and say we experienced L.A. and grab a few photos. Driving down the Blvd. we noticed some craziness up ahead of us in front of the Kodak theatre.....lots of limos and lots of lights!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFF7WvrC892EAZnsGzThMJVj8Qto9JQOA2FrqNuSSwRbFasN3Q1brYbSiHwEBArDBlYjkqk_CaCluu561zzst_YCzDN5PPeleDS11QEhwwKSixA-YjDRTvFRtowP3T6R2r8L5NTDyFgFM/s1600-h/IMG_5269.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486740318392130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFF7WvrC892EAZnsGzThMJVj8Qto9JQOA2FrqNuSSwRbFasN3Q1brYbSiHwEBArDBlYjkqk_CaCluu561zzst_YCzDN5PPeleDS11QEhwwKSixA-YjDRTvFRtowP3T6R2r8L5NTDyFgFM/s320/IMG_5269.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Paul pulls up to the security guys and I roll down my window....they come up to the car with their ear pieces in and tell me that it's the premier of "17 again" and that they were just told that Zach Effron will be showing up in about 45minutes and to pull over and go right across the street and that Zach will come across the street to see us....what a kind man...he tells us this....no one else has a clue....so we park and wait.....and the stars just start rolling in! Literally!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtebhTQF8waXauk7ZVFRvcvPf7N9s07qxaO_eIK-DFOEaKDqS9On5VsP8WoAGSC-SVCvCzj-bLVwHXWASqQEEV6j0dd0RHvSomHxvc5UEoKALVRHvoymM77zjNN_63Adk-eIJTGd5h28E/s1600-h/IMG_5288.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488641321950626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtebhTQF8waXauk7ZVFRvcvPf7N9s07qxaO_eIK-DFOEaKDqS9On5VsP8WoAGSC-SVCvCzj-bLVwHXWASqQEEV6j0dd0RHvSomHxvc5UEoKALVRHvoymM77zjNN_63Adk-eIJTGd5h28E/s320/IMG_5288.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjevnr54YZUt1oPOfhu04R88TPJGE_y_5iRCzD_Ru9uJ9kCamS8Iv0q8je9sjXyfj50hJLv91Sswo33B8TrhJV_AjuhCXB9JVjSyFOiny2LKG0w3uKQDq4uEzN5jJ-CYnS19y1Unw4erio/s1600-h/IMG_5297.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488649568154466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjevnr54YZUt1oPOfhu04R88TPJGE_y_5iRCzD_Ru9uJ9kCamS8Iv0q8je9sjXyfj50hJLv91Sswo33B8TrhJV_AjuhCXB9JVjSyFOiny2LKG0w3uKQDq4uEzN5jJ-CYnS19y1Unw4erio/s320/IMG_5297.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Yeah I know...I am a celebrity magnet....and they just keep coming...we are just a few yards from the limos and cars shuffling in the stars...and so for the sake of my children I stand on my tip-toes for 2 hours snapping the shots....with screaming fans...celebs running across the street to see us...all in a days work in L.A.!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0VS6XN91Lc66ekBMYnZ_G4skGHgfgR3hYIKFuJZkQpY4G2k-wHnA9G-Xto0nUWmzddV83GvjhMJZnEjHrjVFZgOuFSH8If6aBw_Znr9OkNpFD8KlRwrO9QXVxUs26J3sgI5IqXt1UmU/s1600-h/IMG_5299.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329490012054845218" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR-eHb3zUdTR16aX6EmLhW6UU6NbugGSb0f5i6KkUqYyG7Xouc4P0ziK0dOx3k__VMpXJHDOXXZU0za743qNUtWXjN4kA82ImiONStNW9K8jBiU8-Pch1-qMnPW5ywbpxSxrB9qBOeoAU/s320/IMG_5321.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Lots of back shots....Allie and AJ<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpB_KTkyN_Tzj_GG3xk5lR7oHSvJbrQiQrgb9gFNYNXXuNwDf09RW3-4G7CBnHzXc3eOeOTZ_hyyCSOGlQwTyunCmP95Z9P8dDfgUvNVek9Krzx2kHSM9ZNCiApWzcrfgakLJBG0pjupw/s1600-h/IMG_5334.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329491992739060146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpB_KTkyN_Tzj_GG3xk5lR7oHSvJbrQiQrgb9gFNYNXXuNwDf09RW3-4G7CBnHzXc3eOeOTZ_hyyCSOGlQwTyunCmP95Z9P8dDfgUvNVek9Krzx2kHSM9ZNCiApWzcrfgakLJBG0pjupw/s320/IMG_5334.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Matthew Perry...takes off to see us....way nice guy....and THEN the Jonas brothers....holy cow!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvooBrVoU2q0ar9cc7LSfOOdve0j8o30shiSzA2fVjvxN_Kn5CW9Bu-5SRLDlq0TNB63nI9g6rq84yTbUh0YbO44FrPGoHc9qSSRN4cVeKTJGaG0BTXvxVLbAPlyHbpV31qCrSxoC4iU/s1600-h/IMG_5344.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329492000863138290" style="WIDTH: 320px; 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(I have sooo many more photos...but Vanesa Hudgens was a snot and wouldn't turn for the fans...and this blog could go on and on but I think you get the point and feel the rush of being right there!)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7zkZEDE0b96nf0EBMRGImMUPhKxgOm_U35YNxaVSME0Al_QlpvuVc-myYdTwJf3lczUJ4HsvKliOlVyHXHmgOxXcQYnOLxq-Mqq-x1Jg9f_h6o7ZkIZkJSFzsSSU8GJXzmTIfvRyz-EA/s1600-h/IMG_5361.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329494122539329810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7zkZEDE0b96nf0EBMRGImMUPhKxgOm_U35YNxaVSME0Al_QlpvuVc-myYdTwJf3lczUJ4HsvKliOlVyHXHmgOxXcQYnOLxq-Mqq-x1Jg9f_h6o7ZkIZkJSFzsSSU8GJXzmTIfvRyz-EA/s320/IMG_5361.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmj_QMp8fU02nyzMVVgF1d54eyrUE5rqgUogpe9KPFasHpQkHh8OtdwWCBMv-V38nrqHuUh_NqTI-L5TLjjDyAuKvBMafcF4JGIbwKj6q9gC1AQGXvZvTE6VN-uh9qpF4e_gOnNJePaQ/s1600-h/IMG_5354.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329495662130384050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmj_QMp8fU02nyzMVVgF1d54eyrUE5rqgUogpe9KPFasHpQkHh8OtdwWCBMv-V38nrqHuUh_NqTI-L5TLjjDyAuKvBMafcF4JGIbwKj6q9gC1AQGXvZvTE6VN-uh9qpF4e_gOnNJePaQ/s320/IMG_5354.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>And then back home to do some baking...renting dvds and to just chill before we went to the premeir in our home town of "17 again". We took the girls to Tahoe and did more shopping. It was so great to have the girls visit us...I survived having 6 kids...even though it was like having 2 sets of twins in the mix...but they are a great bunch of kids!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6d0xRW7332woQLIRFrVcAemHg-UcrmBi95pLMVOlgnyV14DDMB5hPOFdcvsSdcuOVx7L5jgB_7LOCDplBBaDxoh4qdlADyZbvXoWp-PXwATsJFCX3QV2qxKThiFJgSNqoVsJYgbuqkM/s1600-h/IMG_5382.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329495664056067282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6d0xRW7332woQLIRFrVcAemHg-UcrmBi95pLMVOlgnyV14DDMB5hPOFdcvsSdcuOVx7L5jgB_7LOCDplBBaDxoh4qdlADyZbvXoWp-PXwATsJFCX3QV2qxKThiFJgSNqoVsJYgbuqkM/s320/IMG_5382.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>We finished up the break with a bang. Our visitors left on Saturday Morning (well ,were supposed to and then their flights were cancelled-all while we had headed up to Utah...so being Mormon and calling on friends came in handy to pick up the girls and keep them overnight till their flight left the next morning!) and we took off for Utah...Paul had work to do-he worked the whole time while we hung out with my sis and her fiance'(a whole other blog entry...kids worked at Johns cafe in Taipan....loved it!), Darolyn's fiance' was trying to put together a proposal so we could be there for it and Jake had some dental work done which required sedation and a lot of stress on his mommy.....but it was a great extended weekend and we returned late Tuesday night. I think I am still recovering! Paul works like crazy...he never takes down time....I work like crazy and never have down time...and somehow we pull it all off. I hear of all these get-a-ways with the hubby and Paul and I could only dream of it at this stage in our lives...it just isn't in the cards for us right now. I really need to get out the pictures of past get-a-ways to remind me that our time will again come...He is my best friend. The running around that we do (or that I do) isn't as simple as it used to be. Teenagers change things...when we lived in North Carolina we had resources that allowed us to "hire" friends to watch the kids. Now I look at my calendar and don't know how I make it to everything...you can't hire out for this current lifestyle! It's my life and I love it. I may not find the time to blog enough, call enough, write, or send way over-due birthday packages...but I'm still here. One day I'll get a better grip and post weekly or daily or at least more often. Thanks for grudging through my ramblings-we all need a trip away(even with 6 kids) or encounters with celebs to remind us how fabulous our lives are....and in case it isn't happening in your life....blog on my friends and we'll share it in our blogs!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-61984443736629367592009-03-30T16:25:00.004-04:002009-03-30T16:33:45.076-04:00Another reason why there is Nothing like a boy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRycVptWJBvJCaR0baEEftwsdDwEwp5Ur3L5VTkzoY9apTjkbSOfUEaJE9_H_mcvgvM_eWO6syIGSpbjOB-J3Pc3Z1x7yhL26Ts8YtERkVcqgzLrFk8fAYPGe1gBtGlRMdIDe0H1lQUp4/s1600-h/IMG00283.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319080762730729586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRycVptWJBvJCaR0baEEftwsdDwEwp5Ur3L5VTkzoY9apTjkbSOfUEaJE9_H_mcvgvM_eWO6syIGSpbjOB-J3Pc3Z1x7yhL26Ts8YtERkVcqgzLrFk8fAYPGe1gBtGlRMdIDe0H1lQUp4/s320/IMG00283.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I looked back and saw Jake in the back seat of the car playing on the way to drop him off at kindergarten...is there anything better than seeing a boy's imagination at play....after 3 girls this never ceases to tickle me...cars, planes, trucks....please stay little Jake and play with legos, and cars.... and get big eyes when you see a tractor or dump truck, or Garbage truck going down the road! (P.S. my choices at this moment are to 1. take a shower now or I won't get one today 2. follow through on the threat to the 2 girls that if their rooms aren't picked up before going to school that when they come home all that is left out will be confiscated 3. start dinner or there will be no dinner with the running off to softball practice 4. blogging 5. eating lunch so I don't binge on "crap food" later cause I didn't eat lunch........guess which choice I choose?)</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-50089603215528615952009-03-01T17:45:00.006-05:002009-03-10T16:20:36.868-04:00It's time to put the plate away<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J-wzyNBnWDOodJuTd39VNDnLQ8BZRmMXgByd6Zdew5r9HE6NsScVrIbUKKQXGRm2LdDywAlv27RdqpI5YtPh2L3hJYQ-NfN8VyXv2-xpbB7GtalcCCYV-FraMBM2DzU3cmbe0_EkGDk/s1600-h/IMG_4997.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308365085711392562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2J-wzyNBnWDOodJuTd39VNDnLQ8BZRmMXgByd6Zdew5r9HE6NsScVrIbUKKQXGRm2LdDywAlv27RdqpI5YtPh2L3hJYQ-NfN8VyXv2-xpbB7GtalcCCYV-FraMBM2DzU3cmbe0_EkGDk/s320/IMG_4997.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This is the birthday plate that my friend Gil made us years ago....and I am usually happy to put it away at the end of February...it needs to rest until July...it has seen a lot of action in the past month-3 birthday breakfasts-at least 5 rounds of birthday cakes-the poor plate just needs a break! (and so does the mommy who has to wash this plate and prepare all the treats that adorn it)<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div>We made it. Jake had a great birthday! My youngest child is officially 6 and no matter how many years go by he will always be my baby. We took him to chuck e cheese for lunch. On the way there Jake showed some confusion about going there for lunch so I told him that the "chuckster" was lunch and that after school we were going to eat at a nicer place for dinner with Aunt Mo. Jake quickly responded with "ohhhh, we are going to eat at McDonalds"? He is YEARS away from earning a trip with mom and dad to Ruth Cris! I love this boy....oh how I love this boy! Thank you Heavenly Father for giving me this little guy with an adorable lisp, a love for his mommy and the best little cuddle guy I could ever have. I call him my "boy wonder" because I really do marvel at how he just melts my heart...how he sees the world...and how I just love him!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAtgP33w4QQsXq1tQW3O8vFZspQFPl_0o7sQBkJ2R3_LOwNK5Cpz7xfPYh-MaWpB6JLp0xPVdM-xvnxOk6paEelHyYGX2hImojWQ8KSz8zP_4JfUnjrGMMg4uZRvw-SAhNiY4-7dOIuDI/s1600-h/IMG_4960.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308365109201302386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAtgP33w4QQsXq1tQW3O8vFZspQFPl_0o7sQBkJ2R3_LOwNK5Cpz7xfPYh-MaWpB6JLp0xPVdM-xvnxOk6paEelHyYGX2hImojWQ8KSz8zP_4JfUnjrGMMg4uZRvw-SAhNiY4-7dOIuDI/s320/IMG_4960.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Ps03YxFZ3Qe3WIhoOzgSGhCYWXwoD7YqBCwAIZbEsnaEgI3h4lVjzEyh6Df-pMvWhu8CAZEIIOP-tjxFEs2bRfxhgXqODyUFV0cLcaeWiqKot_U_fVccp2qiyK3tZXAF54AT6-pHE4w/s1600-h/IMG_4957.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308365105360039106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6Ps03YxFZ3Qe3WIhoOzgSGhCYWXwoD7YqBCwAIZbEsnaEgI3h4lVjzEyh6Df-pMvWhu8CAZEIIOP-tjxFEs2bRfxhgXqODyUFV0cLcaeWiqKot_U_fVccp2qiyK3tZXAF54AT6-pHE4w/s320/IMG_4957.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />lego cake.....for a lego lovin' kid!<br />NEXT-Kailee turned 14 the very next day. Kailee was our first baby....she really defines why we kept having kids...she is so great, sweet, good! I was driving her to school on her birthday and said (she's still the new kid and only knows a handful of new friends)"Kai is it o.k. to bring ya flowers and balloons today" of which she let me know that she really doesn't want that attention and that she's all good. I then said "I guess a singing telegram performed by your dad is out then?" She just looked at me like -"I would die!" She is a good sport. We took her to a casino buffet...come on now...she's 14...gotta start the clubbing early! Just kidding...we live in Nevada...all the finer restaurants (McDonalds excluded) tend to be in Casinos! She got a virgin strawberry daquiri that was as big as her head (which isn't big at all!) but the drink was. It was a nice evening to spend with our first baby who is really growing up way toooooo fast. She is applying for this program called the International Bacalaureate which are courses that are a few steps above AP and earn college credit. The next day she collected some letters of recommendations from teachers. All the letters were exceptional but one in particular touched Paul and I so deeply. When we enrolled Kai in school, a senior gave us the tour of campus and upon seeeing who Kailee-our little 8th grader-had for geometry, he informed us that this was a tough teacher. He is a tough grader and gives no slack to anyone. This is an excerpt from this teachers' letter of recommendation:</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2A30Wbn-tHmnow4wUCw3omUu55PbJkPTWO_WEudCgzVvG65XgtrU6OjqiCAe4EurbO0zwSr2URQ922ie26TpWS0Dd_nyaoxmawa7AUKzul99E_1wrmFVOjDtrGuBjYLvIRPEEFfdzToQ/s1600-h/DSCN1802.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370484663266178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2A30Wbn-tHmnow4wUCw3omUu55PbJkPTWO_WEudCgzVvG65XgtrU6OjqiCAe4EurbO0zwSr2URQ922ie26TpWS0Dd_nyaoxmawa7AUKzul99E_1wrmFVOjDtrGuBjYLvIRPEEFfdzToQ/s320/DSCN1802.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7CaqggnUd3mO5ffSomjakWOxFxeGB-kaAdgbcxG3gpIVdtw8HJ_OJPbMwfaPygF65m1IxFZGsbs2DbacYd5FyeBcIFS6CZJoqO__fVJtn9RRiA9pnWQZluyBl0-E3M55Oib5CgwwcOY/s1600-h/DSCN1795.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308370247164537042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO7CaqggnUd3mO5ffSomjakWOxFxeGB-kaAdgbcxG3gpIVdtw8HJ_OJPbMwfaPygF65m1IxFZGsbs2DbacYd5FyeBcIFS6CZJoqO__fVJtn9RRiA9pnWQZluyBl0-E3M55Oib5CgwwcOY/s320/DSCN1795.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>"Kailee recently moved from North Carolina to Reno, NV and enrolled at Damonte Ranch High School for the second semester. As an eighth grade student she was placed in my Formal Geometry class and at first I was concerned that she would have trouble transitioning into the class, but she quickly put my concerns to rest. Not only did Kailee put my concerns to rest, but she has become one of the top students in the class. In the short time that I have known Kailee I have found her to be an incredibly bright young lady with a bright future ahead of her. Kailee is an excellent student, but she is also a very well rounded individual. Kailee Guthrie is motivated to succeed and interested in challenging herself academically."</div><div>There is much more but I just had to post how neat it is to see others seeing the light that we see in our own children. Kailee is not just a pretty face and a smart girl...she is a light. There is something different about our children....they stand out because they try to do what's right. I am so grateful that my children try to live the gospel and that they are building a relationship with their Heavenly Father. It shows...it is needed....I am a lucky mom!</div><div>So birthdays are complete until July when my Shelby turns 12 and is a "young woman". I have a few months to prepare for that melt down. One day these little guys will see how a mom's heart aches and celebrates at each birthday. One day they will be gone....do I love them enough? Do I let them know how unique and awesome they are enough? Will I teach them all they need to know before they leave? I love birthdays but I wouldn't mind keeping them young a few more years!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-51319400842662653232009-02-23T01:17:00.007-05:002009-02-23T12:40:15.738-05:00My baby girl is Double Digits!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTZie3mCdFj7EhXyCgL-yjjJfG_DXIfr72THZaRX4VophBeUjUOTdnV4xtzUIqfyznOmuSZ3Cquzdn1OQ1E7tASL5LozSmkBbmkf714Nt4hc26JXCrkhhAA4zETI6G96biVHcYsh6PFE8/s1600-h/sadie+6+mos+redbow.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306049022869719650" style="WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTZie3mCdFj7EhXyCgL-yjjJfG_DXIfr72THZaRX4VophBeUjUOTdnV4xtzUIqfyznOmuSZ3Cquzdn1OQ1E7tASL5LozSmkBbmkf714Nt4hc26JXCrkhhAA4zETI6G96biVHcYsh6PFE8/s320/sadie+6+mos+redbow.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnoWf7WkfNtN0cI_gu9BUVExsOVNV3nq0XkbOrkDc603EYC80o68ootgbicebz2SstUehCAIQWSB6g1UHhf68nsQJkD7VXCRqI0P7Wbrkceewcdrw4IONnlDEaxG6F8TDouvFYmSanK0/s1600-h/mommy+w+girls+jeremy+wed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305881117127651970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisnoWf7WkfNtN0cI_gu9BUVExsOVNV3nq0XkbOrkDc603EYC80o68ootgbicebz2SstUehCAIQWSB6g1UHhf68nsQJkD7VXCRqI0P7Wbrkceewcdrw4IONnlDEaxG6F8TDouvFYmSanK0/s320/mommy+w+girls+jeremy+wed.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcbTAImFehyEbpXOLV2ykFpjstHXzaNtogqV7Q1Iqv7rlqGM-VKVkUfdUWL-SdNjLT5jNJN37Xeaj2CSX6pthN_x19tjdUh3B75eqBfOkqVimxY6aVTllZzecw4UIGKSc-t1P3Dc6W8I/s1600-h/girls+shelby+2nd+bday.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305881113216210450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcbTAImFehyEbpXOLV2ykFpjstHXzaNtogqV7Q1Iqv7rlqGM-VKVkUfdUWL-SdNjLT5jNJN37Xeaj2CSX6pthN_x19tjdUh3B75eqBfOkqVimxY6aVTllZzecw4UIGKSc-t1P3Dc6W8I/s320/girls+shelby+2nd+bday.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0EoPOGFn3qiIyb4ffPJlFGlE48Vs0ECKF8K_lyy-PLXdrydMKy4yX8BbH_dY6ASMOg3i4FfYL6nbSDqkrlMHlocHlcN9iJu-7EcdyO4mlMkIkjTXzTCDlytg64Qu4lGVyhsfvcjOWeI/s1600-h/3+girls+prof+april+99.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305881108134692626" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0EoPOGFn3qiIyb4ffPJlFGlE48Vs0ECKF8K_lyy-PLXdrydMKy4yX8BbH_dY6ASMOg3i4FfYL6nbSDqkrlMHlocHlcN9iJu-7EcdyO4mlMkIkjTXzTCDlytg64Qu4lGVyhsfvcjOWeI/s320/3+girls+prof+april+99.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SGG9YlOHP4QYh9tEHk-9jlNVCR3NayfsFIHzlkSUz9qD6uDIQw3MKn84BM_NAe3cmIY-shu-DktkOIItwIpRHAczq8PDIvLNXM1JII2jgZqsRiBNOU9r9diFJCe8u304ud-_fo_RWME/s1600-h/IMG_4914.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305878225683417138" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SGG9YlOHP4QYh9tEHk-9jlNVCR3NayfsFIHzlkSUz9qD6uDIQw3MKn84BM_NAe3cmIY-shu-DktkOIItwIpRHAczq8PDIvLNXM1JII2jgZqsRiBNOU9r9diFJCe8u304ud-_fo_RWME/s320/IMG_4914.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg213yoaQHi62JB33B8gHSdn32ED0cj6c56kWP1Git_ot9Tw_CHxRCstRz_y_-b3kJvZmlhN3CZUBpvxrgh6OQyfn8XI2wBvvWVpHnCP04aUOD-dwERFS9DxNibPZnAOHqfefoBJSr2NkI/s1600-h/IMG_4917.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305878229413322434" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg213yoaQHi62JB33B8gHSdn32ED0cj6c56kWP1Git_ot9Tw_CHxRCstRz_y_-b3kJvZmlhN3CZUBpvxrgh6OQyfn8XI2wBvvWVpHnCP04aUOD-dwERFS9DxNibPZnAOHqfefoBJSr2NkI/s320/IMG_4917.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNT5MxufpWULILDWA1vmVDYBnAgPgqbLrLipl8cnJdC331qeqCcTLHz7LNfS476zJmrEHn7McqysWJIbUtP7uHMb9XkKgycKscAwfjqhLfxrQ8_IU9cUAx8gT-T3aNUZ_D2ciq8U6X_is/s1600-h/IMG_4908.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305878230801994386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNT5MxufpWULILDWA1vmVDYBnAgPgqbLrLipl8cnJdC331qeqCcTLHz7LNfS476zJmrEHn7McqysWJIbUtP7uHMb9XkKgycKscAwfjqhLfxrQ8_IU9cUAx8gT-T3aNUZ_D2ciq8U6X_is/s320/IMG_4908.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>this post is sooooo overdue....on February 15th my baby girl....my last to let me braid, put pigtails and bows in her hair...to wear ballerina outfits, twirl, to love pink and hello kitty......she turned ten. She loves to wear brown and grey now. My days of barbie dolls are gone until I am ever so fortunate to be a grandmother...and that day will soooo be welcomed because girls are my life....for the minor exception of one little man!<br /><br /><div><br /><div>Sadie can put the pink away and box up all of her hello kitty things....but dear daughter of mine...you can't hide that contagious smile and that twinkle in your eyes that came with you the day you were born. Your chubby little cheeks are still chubby to me and you are one of the cutest little girls to grace this earth. I am so lucky to be your mommy. You love your Heavenly Father and really care about doing what's right. You are so smart and try so hard. You love your family and we would not be us without you! Thanks for coming to our family.....your laugh is contagious and your smile heals. I love you....and you deserve all the celebrating that you seem to expect....thanks for being you!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-75170156257213307982009-02-05T23:55:00.003-05:002009-02-06T00:03:10.362-05:00Aghhhhhhh....it's February!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyc8_S9SzK9cndj7ILwJHmLlEF6494c-_9rdfhrHZRjijr-ghYQOUfk4kOvljxjYnyEgDxe3jh-G2_3ZrBSG2w2thnFjiG2thjvrr_uK1KqnFRMxPH3zEoVdjsr49EpdYHvZ5M36FMlPg/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299544859815653330" style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyc8_S9SzK9cndj7ILwJHmLlEF6494c-_9rdfhrHZRjijr-ghYQOUfk4kOvljxjYnyEgDxe3jh-G2_3ZrBSG2w2thnFjiG2thjvrr_uK1KqnFRMxPH3zEoVdjsr49EpdYHvZ5M36FMlPg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>It's February and that means 3 children's birthdays, weekend visits from the hubby, school projects due, valentines day (yeah on a weekend when my valentine is home) and more boxes to unpack. 2 of the offspring want parties-can't say no or divert after the mandatory move accross the country. Anybody out there have a spare dash of energy they can lend me???? Help!</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-26645999489787244692009-02-01T20:32:00.011-05:002009-02-01T21:56:39.808-05:00What I've been up to...try to read it all really fast because that's the speed of my life!I know I have disappeared for awhile but it just didn't seem right to be blogging when we couldn't even find our silverware! I only have an hour and a half to myself everyday now that Jake has gone from all day kindergarten to half day(really just 2.5 hours-haha to half day!). So here is my life in rewind:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAsfXlwp_S01OsgaTJfDyzM59Gthhv2PkHc2l2iIggmwJfse3xy6OYGvpu1XDEbpbkRE7W50615jmebRpHkmNj0fvKetgoRdIw2T2RIrXTmI3NdgpymKtOVPbzrWQaB-PrNq2R9tAMyg/s1600-h/IMG_4782.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298011690511579282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheAsfXlwp_S01OsgaTJfDyzM59Gthhv2PkHc2l2iIggmwJfse3xy6OYGvpu1XDEbpbkRE7W50615jmebRpHkmNj0fvKetgoRdIw2T2RIrXTmI3NdgpymKtOVPbzrWQaB-PrNq2R9tAMyg/s320/IMG_4782.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLd0NLlQm3oq8RZkzEi9zI73LoeDIJyDGVnQyacDffPe1wwT22NQEB3GpeUyOa0nM8IgMYujHadKO-YLvT4TO0LPtHw5OrK_jd3sC2_7CaIX7DBRYUab1J5t4XZBkuOo9EgioTZLQXzs/s1600-h/IMG_4765.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298028334566080434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLd0NLlQm3oq8RZkzEi9zI73LoeDIJyDGVnQyacDffPe1wwT22NQEB3GpeUyOa0nM8IgMYujHadKO-YLvT4TO0LPtHw5OrK_jd3sC2_7CaIX7DBRYUab1J5t4XZBkuOo9EgioTZLQXzs/s320/IMG_4765.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>A week before Christmas -not even a week and we were to be moving to Nevada. We celebrated Christmas and took the day to just relax and be a family...went to 2 different friends homes to have a wonderful relaxing meal...and then the farce was off....madness started and the packing began...no time to even cry...and barely even time to say goodbye to some of the best people I have ever known in my life! (I miss the south...me the california girl...I miss the south...)</div><div> </div><div>We had a 2800 mile trek in front of us...it is the dead of winter...and all I could worry about was being safe...making it across the country and most importantly making it to see my BFF, Gil and her family in Texas. We left on a Saturday and got to Texas on Monday....only a pit stop and not even at the half way mark...but it was the best 24 hours even if I was a zombie!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7skzunLaP2gS8HAXJDM5GchAZ00oWTJQiUD-aMGLyk62rCCqEe3GzzoDa9GgwX-lyJ0aSPqez-FXZjMGkH032jMEnuQp145Aw0mz9vVFxGjxScJSQ4A5pbcsTbkYbSATSf4pREb2NIbM/s1600-h/IMG_4818.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298014138649922418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7skzunLaP2gS8HAXJDM5GchAZ00oWTJQiUD-aMGLyk62rCCqEe3GzzoDa9GgwX-lyJ0aSPqez-FXZjMGkH032jMEnuQp145Aw0mz9vVFxGjxScJSQ4A5pbcsTbkYbSATSf4pREb2NIbM/s320/IMG_4818.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Gil the Beautiful....me the Zombie! </div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyBURa_Dmvkp24WPc_jwgCQUf3vw26WCGiZQTEoLwgydHMM1ieERKNCJYho0eR5fo850vosLIH-IP29-ITUZG4F3FGpi3xTxyPtl-m7AFn3rMlVSTbqgyreIKJ78tcxZOOdIS7LSKUYxU/s1600-h/IMG_4829.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298014141793876034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyBURa_Dmvkp24WPc_jwgCQUf3vw26WCGiZQTEoLwgydHMM1ieERKNCJYho0eR5fo850vosLIH-IP29-ITUZG4F3FGpi3xTxyPtl-m7AFn3rMlVSTbqgyreIKJ78tcxZOOdIS7LSKUYxU/s320/IMG_4829.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Claire Ashton was there to greet us and there to see us off....oh how we love our Claire and her animal taming abilities! Her hugs are the best also and could just go on and on! love ya Claire<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfltBlDgR-1xGz8OYjTOMnPIVE29IFrnO5eZaJ44jUnPcMoD6L2676w1kixm7nf8oQQa4QadDiJqeAJ9b4TZxi24eVgeKrKMYLqpLWSHTEqfGpFD3UTbmWkTsA8bp8aGxXOII363ELSc8/s1600-h/IMG_4817.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298016905585202274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfltBlDgR-1xGz8OYjTOMnPIVE29IFrnO5eZaJ44jUnPcMoD6L2676w1kixm7nf8oQQa4QadDiJqeAJ9b4TZxi24eVgeKrKMYLqpLWSHTEqfGpFD3UTbmWkTsA8bp8aGxXOII363ELSc8/s320/IMG_4817.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Guthrie's + Ashton kids....how they have grown...how they have grown...but the love is there!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir-V5dg3ndhwLrLn3TnJDLZmrPSAx441vARiR92M10Dmi77V3evfB8bkf92N_6A3bOFLrrgMqa7OVWFUyi_TVeyIbzEg1Oq3T2zoaWxFLTmY0Ga0wpUmzRCX3VQXhyphenhyphenShzo_0Utoxd6Q68/s1600-h/IMG_4807.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298016909436843826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir-V5dg3ndhwLrLn3TnJDLZmrPSAx441vARiR92M10Dmi77V3evfB8bkf92N_6A3bOFLrrgMqa7OVWFUyi_TVeyIbzEg1Oq3T2zoaWxFLTmY0Ga0wpUmzRCX3VQXhyphenhyphenShzo_0Utoxd6Q68/s320/IMG_4807.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Kailee and Lauren...we had our eyes on them in case they broke out the swimsuits to dance around in or got an idea to smear peanut butter all over the couches!</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRF2RWUy0XqA98IwlYEkSkJigrT_3XntnprtcXhCruQ_ae251A5jt5kfDkuAty7NKZkM0i1mCP-vvmhXN4gjpQ9S-DJdO0XIyfGA9yqeU4tzZJ-dZ4Wn9OSYhpEyXN7Yh_mRuhlxOOX38/s1600-h/kai+%26+lauren+99.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298024712878425442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRF2RWUy0XqA98IwlYEkSkJigrT_3XntnprtcXhCruQ_ae251A5jt5kfDkuAty7NKZkM0i1mCP-vvmhXN4gjpQ9S-DJdO0XIyfGA9yqeU4tzZJ-dZ4Wn9OSYhpEyXN7Yh_mRuhlxOOX38/s320/kai+%26+lauren+99.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>I had to add this picture of Kai and Lauren in 99...the couch in the background is the infamous "peanut butter couch"</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsh0Wj_gMXMwWT9iGGCoeBJ8JcEG-qjSJRcf6j68CKutq3DbSIXbe9SEu2vrTDjhqn_6cJNJMP1UZi8aDaEVOD-5Q_ATiOH20fXPiUSATFau-lt0EoPAtxFs9VL-CjvB5XJBXRZB2kgYo/s1600-h/IMG_4806.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298016914986439250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsh0Wj_gMXMwWT9iGGCoeBJ8JcEG-qjSJRcf6j68CKutq3DbSIXbe9SEu2vrTDjhqn_6cJNJMP1UZi8aDaEVOD-5Q_ATiOH20fXPiUSATFau-lt0EoPAtxFs9VL-CjvB5XJBXRZB2kgYo/s320/IMG_4806.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>Sadie and Aubrey....last time together they were in diapers...stealing binkies and popsicles from each other!</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg59pwYLGhoN2fCx_vqP92NsvmoWBAOBpJsZ9tJSOEFE2YOaTofmlaEEdyTrEGQLX-00p_RwLSeTKboQQXeJcNsADjL4Pi5lSQctwIiKOogmZ_nU3iIHH9V1iQvWUaV20IV2h2m2m5cimQ/s1600-h/IMG_4810.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298016906308368258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg59pwYLGhoN2fCx_vqP92NsvmoWBAOBpJsZ9tJSOEFE2YOaTofmlaEEdyTrEGQLX-00p_RwLSeTKboQQXeJcNsADjL4Pi5lSQctwIiKOogmZ_nU3iIHH9V1iQvWUaV20IV2h2m2m5cimQ/s320/IMG_4810.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Jake and Claire...instant bff's...who couldn't be with little lively Claire!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>We made it and the kids were excited to see the house...me-overwhelmed at the two semi trucks arriving with our "goods" (tired of the truck drivers telling us we had alot of stuff) and the work ahead.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Upq-0gIB9xhxDByrb5mmwiCq24_Ieuyp1v1Kf_Dn6w-ncVpKtjZbGhkfI1IbOv2jYRu0bRipt5VRZAuuqTjLR8Vx8ehstmxiZQP2wTSmuzxl-CW9GAmzoZs6EKx2MX-hOqkVBfKA-Lw/s1600-h/IMG_4849.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298016916461110898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Upq-0gIB9xhxDByrb5mmwiCq24_Ieuyp1v1Kf_Dn6w-ncVpKtjZbGhkfI1IbOv2jYRu0bRipt5VRZAuuqTjLR8Vx8ehstmxiZQP2wTSmuzxl-CW9GAmzoZs6EKx2MX-hOqkVBfKA-Lw/s320/IMG_4849.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaRUukNCJ0hwhG2cd7SaZsq00RDcov3pkDlssywMIyr7MmbbTbpvfCDSjvTwE0Uo85Q-i30bneAuM6yCMZgC1oA7_w6P0U7H-F2PlZIHhtuUFBlL7OVuM2aGsUrgRWFcKuJOJISeaerRE/s1600-h/DSCN1506.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298019894744611490" style="WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaRUukNCJ0hwhG2cd7SaZsq00RDcov3pkDlssywMIyr7MmbbTbpvfCDSjvTwE0Uo85Q-i30bneAuM6yCMZgC1oA7_w6P0U7H-F2PlZIHhtuUFBlL7OVuM2aGsUrgRWFcKuJOJISeaerRE/s320/DSCN1506.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5gtOaOwSHV4O3egAlNUaVMbeNcxc_rsvWrsVaN1CWFJ1fu4lTwn73eKmABytf6yhyphenhyphen9xMYXtIKGDoNAT3d4-KIlo77bMHAbUHTqflwn3LKCzarq1R0o69uQI3EnZxR8rme2cpW6qff5g8/s1600-h/DSCN1508.JPG"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4fCNtwzKn6_tKFoa0SgGpI6fcoPgHiWwl-o6VUXqFlxJKf4BnwY4uhItGdF36hSNoO99DxN0nALhiooe_ndeUWxLhApyJUEBmRgBNCjXDWlmC90pjPjhdm9j-gPwUfZONIEVpp44oi90/s1600-h/IMG_4852.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298019887901438514" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4fCNtwzKn6_tKFoa0SgGpI6fcoPgHiWwl-o6VUXqFlxJKf4BnwY4uhItGdF36hSNoO99DxN0nALhiooe_ndeUWxLhApyJUEBmRgBNCjXDWlmC90pjPjhdm9j-gPwUfZONIEVpp44oi90/s320/IMG_4852.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Our first week here and it consisted of </div><br /><div>1. shots for all the kids </div><br /><div>2. my dad visiting for 6 days </div><br /><div>3. Paul's parents visiting<br />4. my sister visiting for 5 days</div><br /><div>5. enrolling the kids in school </div><br /><div>6. setting up all the cable and utilities </div><br /><div>7. many $300 trips to walmart </div><br /><div>8. waking up at 3am 'cause we couldn't get off east coast time </div><br /><div>9. more shots for the kids so they could stay in school...with finding a doctor to fit them in</div><br /><div>10. boxes and more boxes and still more boxes </div><br /><div>11. throwing a surprise 80th birthday party at our house for Aunt Mo </div><br /><div>12. just trying to find a dress to wear to church and trying to find that darn silverware and a cord for one of the gaming systems (aka Jake's babysitter)</div><br /><div>13. Jake finally agreeing to take off his training wheels (which haven't even touched the ground for the past year but were his "safety net of comfort" for him<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopmq4r1I5SPUxmlczorm-7aCP2KBoyw8TwK4KvErcXJrG6Gpw8RIfnVQFXXVWJY2uY-gJF03Qa2YhnqFdv73hGJ5RQoBcwyAvVq7biIS9jd8vlQ39BqK_VVndeJCMQN4_6zWaFt-DbZI/s1600-h/IMG_4894.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298019892252846930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgopmq4r1I5SPUxmlczorm-7aCP2KBoyw8TwK4KvErcXJrG6Gpw8RIfnVQFXXVWJY2uY-gJF03Qa2YhnqFdv73hGJ5RQoBcwyAvVq7biIS9jd8vlQ39BqK_VVndeJCMQN4_6zWaFt-DbZI/s320/IMG_4894.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>How the day started...Jake just gave up</div><br /><div>How it ended...he was even standing up on the pedals-no seat-going up and down grass hills-no spills all day!</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5G5V92umsDBlELdyTp7D9NSHM1n2dSQznUUJop6h7Z7zO7eEPg7Z2O6fz8Vz-mnFzDQhJyuIF9VdS0LL1hn7UZfxYSC0sXkt_tUTjOW5ICdv7bFuXtUv_5sKCAn_H6NnhkINSxYuxb8/s1600-h/IMG_4906.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298019893074705074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy5G5V92umsDBlELdyTp7D9NSHM1n2dSQznUUJop6h7Z7zO7eEPg7Z2O6fz8Vz-mnFzDQhJyuIF9VdS0LL1hn7UZfxYSC0sXkt_tUTjOW5ICdv7bFuXtUv_5sKCAn_H6NnhkINSxYuxb8/s320/IMG_4906.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div>We made it! Paul is off on his second of many trips back East for work. I am left with the kids and grateful for the quiet moments to just help the kids get adjusted. Our lives have been blessed. Thanks to my 70 year old dad who helped up us unload....grateful to new experiences that await us. Grateful for good weather and a safe trip here. Grateful to my children who had to leave good friends and who took all their shots and walking into new schools alone with a possitive attitude...even though it is hard! And lastly...I am grateful to a loving Heavenly Father who manifests Himself each and everytime I feel I can no longer do this all alone! He has crossed every T and dotted every I when I could do no more! I guess I am back!</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-31114527373197038712008-12-28T22:44:00.003-05:002008-12-29T00:45:09.621-05:00Moving, moving, moving<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlEd_A8BojwjagwRAw1JQfPFWKeVJaLmWZiIFJg6Fv20fZFMmiLAsdceNXx7DmJcS_AzyVR9xz0Kcro3VWEPP7qqP_X4dV1p-Hs6vxDY6jkUSACRa3TZY6Znk3k3pARj398RXzMXhGFE/s1600-h/boxes_~0615463%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285055147737026306" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlEd_A8BojwjagwRAw1JQfPFWKeVJaLmWZiIFJg6Fv20fZFMmiLAsdceNXx7DmJcS_AzyVR9xz0Kcro3VWEPP7qqP_X4dV1p-Hs6vxDY6jkUSACRa3TZY6Znk3k3pARj398RXzMXhGFE/s320/boxes_~0615463%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>k...World's fastest blog....we are moving to Reno, NV....I was only told less than a week before Christmas...we flew to the other side of the country to find a house... found one...back before Christmas...barely! Did Christmas-yeah, joy, love good times....now packing...now packing....now packing....should of just thrown the christmas tree on top of the suburban...loaded the 4 kids, and hit the road...packing is no fun...I'm used to magical crews of people who come in and pack for me...not this time when Paul's new company is on the "reimbursement" mentality. We just don't have $80,000 to throw around....so we are on our own economic crisis plan.....and I despise hard labor....but hard labor it is~hope you are enjoying your holiday season...relax and enjoy...I'll do the work! I just checked my fellow bloggers blogs...beautiful...I have no time left in this break to comment...but I love you guys....until??????</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-204171309631199242008-12-16T16:19:00.005-05:002008-12-16T17:20:04.297-05:00Happy 2nd Bday Zachary Steven Ashton...we miss you!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0k_OO__cn-IgjAq7UW7MW_BT4rBo39BF2Zt6mPLT7Qea87klFZ3g69zWguwku-kROIdb7AB-9RhV4wzye1zVGSG2bBK7MkstVVko8zakl3wrXhCCqsUK8WPo4vHomei8f_UKH-L8Lmk/s1600-h/IMG_4672.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505889082484850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0k_OO__cn-IgjAq7UW7MW_BT4rBo39BF2Zt6mPLT7Qea87klFZ3g69zWguwku-kROIdb7AB-9RhV4wzye1zVGSG2bBK7MkstVVko8zakl3wrXhCCqsUK8WPo4vHomei8f_UKH-L8Lmk/s320/IMG_4672.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9bsPLU00FbV3UXXNsiXIJYX7jBD8aAsAR5NYerePlH0o69-z7mKC2Whr2xFNaZDJukps2V6lSEi-iVeYwGzPLka525uaxkUtisURH8QjyJfsH4H0g3urZ0z-vffbBeZs4xXroByWER8E/s1600-h/IMG_4678.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505898117991698" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9bsPLU00FbV3UXXNsiXIJYX7jBD8aAsAR5NYerePlH0o69-z7mKC2Whr2xFNaZDJukps2V6lSEi-iVeYwGzPLka525uaxkUtisURH8QjyJfsH4H0g3urZ0z-vffbBeZs4xXroByWER8E/s320/IMG_4678.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This will be my blog of love. I don't want to write about this because of the emotions it stirs...I know my friend Gil feels like her pain has no boundries and, even though December 13 is a day of celebration, it causes rememberence for loss. I am posting a bit late...we had a impromptu family cruise, and impromptu last minute surgery gone wrong for me...and so these pictures come a few days late!</div><div>On Saturday December 13, 2008 we had just returned to our port in Ft. Lauderdale, FL. We had a long drive home to NC and knew we were going to participate in my best friend, Gil's, celebration of Zach's 2nd birthday who, as many of you know, returned to our Father in Heaven exactly 10 months ago. She asked if those who would celebrate with her would let a balloon go in his honor with a note attached of their spiritual gift they would give to Heavenly Father. Gil has told me many times over the past 10 months of how she wants more than anything to live a better life to be sure of the reunion with her precious Zach...this is something that at times worries her. To all and any of us who know Gil...we don't worry for a second. I have been a few places in my life...known many different people...and there is no better friend, sister, wife, cousin, auntie, daughter, daughter-in-law, mommy, on and on and on than my sweet friend Gil. For her and her family to include us in this celebration is such an honor and a privilage!<br />So....we saw the rain clouds coming and pulled over quickly in Lake Charles, FL and bought our balloons at a Publix grocery store!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdX9S6YIHwCfD9T8QqOk0gxUbhWPMCHA-MLnmnwk0B_gnVDmEAhajxiKZPUXIMGgy-kdVSUS2zMAGGNYZGoJTx9AXsflxKnG7Bj43sShgYJfI6ZaAdLZI_ZJ-FfivUNNdHTNgGfsNp8to/s1600-h/IMG_4679.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505912101911362" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdX9S6YIHwCfD9T8QqOk0gxUbhWPMCHA-MLnmnwk0B_gnVDmEAhajxiKZPUXIMGgy-kdVSUS2zMAGGNYZGoJTx9AXsflxKnG7Bj43sShgYJfI6ZaAdLZI_ZJ-FfivUNNdHTNgGfsNp8to/s320/IMG_4679.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPCYvZ37GvxeW82R3brXCnDC26CYChXVLqagzF6etwX3AZAyYT4A-S7RplPMtaCUD2O_l1xVQwjYadbtJwbkXxWeBs2bUATMcNFu7JD4Xp67sTDP4po85-BaxCZ5SMB9TTHK1RIol5ww/s1600-h/IMG_4680.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505907508712450" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaPCYvZ37GvxeW82R3brXCnDC26CYChXVLqagzF6etwX3AZAyYT4A-S7RplPMtaCUD2O_l1xVQwjYadbtJwbkXxWeBs2bUATMcNFu7JD4Xp67sTDP4po85-BaxCZ5SMB9TTHK1RIol5ww/s320/IMG_4680.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>I was the photographer - I felt such a joy in writing on the tag...celebrating the cutest boy evers birthday. I knew Zach would feel of my love and I knew Heavenly Father knew of my heart and how Zach's precious little life has touched and changed me forever. </div><div>But as we let those 6 white balloons go....I just could hold it in no longer and the tears and pain at loss overwhelmed me. I stood in the parking lot bawling. Quickly, a cute Publix grocery store man, in his 70's, and another girl worker in her 20's ran over. They thought I was crying at the sudden release and loss of these balloons -the old man ran towards us with a wicker broom hoping to help us in our despair. It was really sweet and then they saw the tags - Paul solemenly told them of it's meaning and the real reason for my tears. It was neat to see 2 people so willing to help...and 6 people looking towards heaven with hope and promise that Zach and our loving Heavenly Father would see our message that we pledged to change ourselves.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggIDCNb52mWkzl3N-cc0r6WH0VOQc0yMx2Gv__8JHl6GyCm7YmpmtX5yKjl03uESHwDpYX5JPJe1bT9a3UNdCC7cuqXP9vLTRAqFFPU1XzWPw8HkOHKD8idYTenb_3oF_-xoz_jHUBUuo/s1600-h/IMG_4683.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505931058188210" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggIDCNb52mWkzl3N-cc0r6WH0VOQc0yMx2Gv__8JHl6GyCm7YmpmtX5yKjl03uESHwDpYX5JPJe1bT9a3UNdCC7cuqXP9vLTRAqFFPU1XzWPw8HkOHKD8idYTenb_3oF_-xoz_jHUBUuo/s320/IMG_4683.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div>Pain really has no boundaries. My heart froze...literally froze the night Gil called me and told me that Zach had left this earth. My life will never be the same. I have changed and grown in ways I never would of without this experience. Love is different to me. It is deeper, it doesn't judge, it holds promise and growth, and it just feels different. I love people...I really try to do good....I want to help when I can...I wish everyone well....but this isn't about me...it is about my best friend Gil who has been a true daughter of God. She is real, she hurts, she tries so hard, she laughs when she can, she holds on, she has faith, she believes, she suffers alone and she suffers with others, she keeps going and making pumpkin bars for others!, she keeps up!!!!!! Gil would hate it if I told you she was my hero but sorry honey....you are and you are a sister and a friend to me. You love your children and you love one little boy who is now with Heavenly Father...in good and constant care of Him until birthdays will be celebrated again together! Until then we have balloons and love and an incredible faith and hope of better days and happy times. Grateful I am in a loving Heavenly Father who guides us in life allowing us to see what is really important, whose promises are real and unchanging in such a changing world. I don't know too much but I do know that Families are forever and that we are all here to help each other along the way. I am blessed in my life! Thank you Zach! We love you and your family!</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-82049351008448124652008-11-11T19:26:00.014-05:002008-11-11T22:17:19.829-05:00Turning a new leaf!Each fall is a magical time for me. It started way back when I was little...I was fascinated by the autumn hues and how the leaves would bear their colors for change. It meant Christmas was that much closer and there just seems to be an air of excitement. Here in North Carolina we are glad to say good bye to 90+ degree weather and humidity. But my real love for the fall started back 13years ago when I held my baby girl and took her first fall pictures.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8D2Z4naCeThPlh16i6nzBRDey5ZXoqOE3v5R_KOW_l2CADuqk9C6H4AaSh5p029NNZF0ftHpMum4ycmoKbZ3dhliqv69grmNbuXkgJSteSve-0nNfYYEr32LAIQx8K2XercxqWNekvA/s1600-h/kai+1st+halloween.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267563026607922082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd8D2Z4naCeThPlh16i6nzBRDey5ZXoqOE3v5R_KOW_l2CADuqk9C6H4AaSh5p029NNZF0ftHpMum4ycmoKbZ3dhliqv69grmNbuXkgJSteSve-0nNfYYEr32LAIQx8K2XercxqWNekvA/s320/kai+1st+halloween.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />We were poor, I had a cheap camera...but my precious 10 month old lit up the leaves. From then on I have taken fall pictures with the girls and now with all 4.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ApTLh5TcTosFZgNRO_1-7jnjIunN1IlNon5k9tupc_GQDbP-a8sX0Wh22fHYjfPB1TEYD-wnIlOy4YPFu8dWgdiI7zEg18Dmtr4YCjC2tPHSySdO9kcI7y5XTHx2OyzPJdNw4dUe3tM/s1600-h/kai+fall+96.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267563039241282338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2ApTLh5TcTosFZgNRO_1-7jnjIunN1IlNon5k9tupc_GQDbP-a8sX0Wh22fHYjfPB1TEYD-wnIlOy4YPFu8dWgdiI7zEg18Dmtr4YCjC2tPHSySdO9kcI7y5XTHx2OyzPJdNw4dUe3tM/s320/kai+fall+96.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kAH8p24yEDKAesmPIFpveHtzRkiYasXKxfLVJ4PO3IyvEd7IePBfq5U7vHCFOl5aaMftgkFcA72sxZstbKtrfUv1MRszr3K9y5DdtffWjoqZxXemdmp9UUJCua-WoKVvg7axC1M7uQY/s1600-h/dad+park+w+girls+98.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267563035176068434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kAH8p24yEDKAesmPIFpveHtzRkiYasXKxfLVJ4PO3IyvEd7IePBfq5U7vHCFOl5aaMftgkFcA72sxZstbKtrfUv1MRszr3K9y5DdtffWjoqZxXemdmp9UUJCua-WoKVvg7axC1M7uQY/s320/dad+park+w+girls+98.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXPksJC2kZIK6syXhxHooX8TjB8E4QuWn9Ybk7Wf5fatzfj59yGih2HqF9gPhASl8MpmDO_FtHUMzerO6zNnIb6ic4tT6XcGRSELaVkRD4njtVlfUU15Gu09dlWqpUHaQpd37rjAhozE/s1600-h/kai+%26+shelby+fall+98.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267563031885252786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXPksJC2kZIK6syXhxHooX8TjB8E4QuWn9Ybk7Wf5fatzfj59yGih2HqF9gPhASl8MpmDO_FtHUMzerO6zNnIb6ic4tT6XcGRSELaVkRD4njtVlfUU15Gu09dlWqpUHaQpd37rjAhozE/s320/kai+%26+shelby+fall+98.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>o.k....since this blogging thing is a journal of types...here goes my sentiment. I guess I am reminded each fall of where I have been and where we look to go in the next year. Lately I have doubted if we are even headed the right ways (that whole move thing and waiting on it patiently is at its' wits end for me) Today I loaded up the 4 kids and headed off to a park way out in the country off of old hwy 150. As I was driving back I wondered if I would see the incredible colors of fall in North Carolina again. I thought of the years of leaf pictures that got me to where I am today. I thought of how when Kailee was born we didn't have much. I didn't even have a baby shower...unless you count some unmarried college students giving me a six pack of pepsi 'cause all they could think of was how funny the no sleep thing would be for me. When Paul and I had Kailee we were so on our own. Except for my family buying us a crib and just a few outfits...that was it...we had no other support or encouragement...my family was it. And now here we are...4 kids later...a good marriage...lots of autumns under our belts and the future of kids leaving home, marriages, missions. It's like these amazing tree lined roads here in North Carolina...you can't see over the up coming hill but somehow you know you'll make it. Seeing the beauty in the simple things...like the changing of leaves...is how I have made it my whole life. </div><div>I can never go back to that adorable 10 month old sitting in a pile of leaves.(trust me-I would give a million dollars to hold these children a few more hours, change their diapers, burp them, teach them)...but I have the pictures to remind me of where we have been...and where the new leaves are turning our lives towards.</div><div>Here are a few of todays pictures. Kailee, of course, is feeling that "I am way tooooo old for this" but with some" mommy pouting" she cooperated. It still feels like Paul and I are on our own...really we are except for the love of good friends and family(So needed with all the negative that tries to creep in-I so stay away from that)...I feel lucky to be on this road with the crew I have been given and I hope to see many more autumns where the simple joy in leaves falling from trees can remind me of the journey behind and the ones to come. Enjoy!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_CL8dT-dETyjqtx2qPpOURRpDsli4eNk3GlXJZAEXm7k0-tDcTs0p2MU0EC-PSG2i98D3-sfalpO3ibSp4zz_Pei9FDDlJVGNDjjVpIY8rBMcZcgcOd0tLohmf5I7eqWa0nglUMlZsnQ/s1600-h/IMG_4355.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267568827124046706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_CL8dT-dETyjqtx2qPpOURRpDsli4eNk3GlXJZAEXm7k0-tDcTs0p2MU0EC-PSG2i98D3-sfalpO3ibSp4zz_Pei9FDDlJVGNDjjVpIY8rBMcZcgcOd0tLohmf5I7eqWa0nglUMlZsnQ/s320/IMG_4355.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0aiTWP_QQPk6lf0vfJ7mPOgON20baimViemLONTpO-Zkzs1A5i_5ROffJsj8GE5Nvv2153HwC_BWWYMnCChWLxVZe-pI5eUBcg0jRr-mgX1HlVj5xWuBiKZ9va_PxnK4np8p9CUIZGSs/s1600-h/IMG_4339.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267602493892878706" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0aiTWP_QQPk6lf0vfJ7mPOgON20baimViemLONTpO-Zkzs1A5i_5ROffJsj8GE5Nvv2153HwC_BWWYMnCChWLxVZe-pI5eUBcg0jRr-mgX1HlVj5xWuBiKZ9va_PxnK4np8p9CUIZGSs/s320/IMG_4339.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho56_zCAY4wkmez6ocvj106SWlwCGLtGYY9PYKtLUzOmF-LWP3DSYH7z2-CZnLhjEQM06K7T25t6hE4jja40OVBBhPkpGZ38rmbBnfQWA2LrwOSsSFF5Q9H33VmjK7FfzGLf8vltqD2xY/s1600-h/IMG_4334.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267602482014031426" style="WIDTH: 214px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi96UTTB4HK6eoetpjYOABaTqtCUn9sTpK043uIHMgBqlYsProwe1HG64Q1MZJ5YDdVJTJYym6rxZjm3QN6z8FQT_HskY7OkPvmnAQOnVXntOY-pr5LdAz4uEnrfg8XAPIMiqIxQTzRp0M/s320/IMG_4416.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-53176639304220856612008-10-31T21:54:00.006-04:002008-10-31T22:27:05.255-04:00Halloween 2008Happy Candy day to all! Welcome to the world of the Guthrie's trick-or-treating....the costumes this year couldn't of been more random than they were...I always envied the families that pulled together the whole theme thing...nope...not us. Paul wouldn't ever put on a costume and for years the girls were so girly and princess-ed out that it just wouldn't come together....so here they are...in true form...have fun...we did...sugar high for days! Yeah!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSnE7Io9BkCMkIfqdhtWLCqQkythjAzYL74G6nD5DO2Y7me1WPSIewsRLNsBHaMuPpJT7Q6uz_t-AINFotOTeG-ox209wxXo_KwnDWCrYkwduLtfBm8DnBVqNSrO8voetI7YvoD9KAwxA/s1600-h/IMG_4254.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263504243815637010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSnE7Io9BkCMkIfqdhtWLCqQkythjAzYL74G6nD5DO2Y7me1WPSIewsRLNsBHaMuPpJT7Q6uz_t-AINFotOTeG-ox209wxXo_KwnDWCrYkwduLtfBm8DnBVqNSrO8voetI7YvoD9KAwxA/s320/IMG_4254.JPG" border="0" /></a>Photos at my (sniffff sniff...last Kindergarten Halloween party<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyF6aQbmbspw293k_WTsF-CUrOG8azmYh14KYW2sHxS5pLhutOn0e-UDXUl3wZV_aBGcCaespIfS4QuopCxrF-eVYYcET29LeWK1EDhN_VTb1bNpXpQpAtttoxSg24OX5J39oVVa3WmM/s1600-h/IMG_4238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263504216414258946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGyF6aQbmbspw293k_WTsF-CUrOG8azmYh14KYW2sHxS5pLhutOn0e-UDXUl3wZV_aBGcCaespIfS4QuopCxrF-eVYYcET29LeWK1EDhN_VTb1bNpXpQpAtttoxSg24OX5J39oVVa3WmM/s320/IMG_4238.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTFPVtBnwNEPXH7iT1Yh1vIymudtEi5Qd8oRV9FgSdpJ7XOYVI5DGtbXT60rTWy0zu6XUKRqaZsFvHXNLN1tZaSr_v-j8Ta53oHi_sOOTruxtSSWYCNOiTDc_EWVfZcjdxEj6POlzJPy0/s1600-h/IMG_4246.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263504234780843154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTFPVtBnwNEPXH7iT1Yh1vIymudtEi5Qd8oRV9FgSdpJ7XOYVI5DGtbXT60rTWy0zu6XUKRqaZsFvHXNLN1tZaSr_v-j8Ta53oHi_sOOTruxtSSWYCNOiTDc_EWVfZcjdxEj6POlzJPy0/s320/IMG_4246.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2ywOfJ-9UBaq0-yS3x7Q6D3DYfqnnLpIWd8Wx9QehxPdAiyk51dQN1mqfF1UxCLJBvwIuqXTZlv9EnV24VLEYoyZsiAhmEfCqNwZM_jOrJLRmydXQ-E97i4MI9UzGekidey70kcRz6M/s1600-h/IMG_4265.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263505920033859090" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI2ywOfJ-9UBaq0-yS3x7Q6D3DYfqnnLpIWd8Wx9QehxPdAiyk51dQN1mqfF1UxCLJBvwIuqXTZlv9EnV24VLEYoyZsiAhmEfCqNwZM_jOrJLRmydXQ-E97i4MI9UzGekidey70kcRz6M/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jake is the most adorable policeman ever...reallllllly!<br /><br /><br />Sadie is the clown...so cute at 9yrs old. I asked her where her friend Helen was and she said "oh, she's out with some other clown"...I love her!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUoEKqIIJDd9sLoODWe1EIRpQ4LJKeoycEUJ6XkFhw7vYnSOp4jA58ILODfkQ5nz9ZLuoQjwUITDGkn1OU-XUaeVJKViK2mz56ea8PMOa5p1XKPfkCB74cFCmIpMDhsbQ9zNHq0IZn0NA/s1600-h/IMG_4259.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263504254293569410" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUoEKqIIJDd9sLoODWe1EIRpQ4LJKeoycEUJ6XkFhw7vYnSOp4jA58ILODfkQ5nz9ZLuoQjwUITDGkn1OU-XUaeVJKViK2mz56ea8PMOa5p1XKPfkCB74cFCmIpMDhsbQ9zNHq0IZn0NA/s320/IMG_4259.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cKruYoeGV0dxgbom0b6UG3mtBGEJ72FV4E1P58F61KSrX-zvFsKmbP1pbwBtV8rTF3bwTIMvH3ZvGJ44zWIkUt07rQ5eR2kTWcYLPZY1fWxetedhHSwh3xSja33qHlGoBT8srD-EmqQ/s1600-h/IMG_4271.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263505930359250290" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cKruYoeGV0dxgbom0b6UG3mtBGEJ72FV4E1P58F61KSrX-zvFsKmbP1pbwBtV8rTF3bwTIMvH3ZvGJ44zWIkUt07rQ5eR2kTWcYLPZY1fWxetedhHSwh3xSja33qHlGoBT8srD-EmqQ/s320/IMG_4271.JPG" border="0" /></a>Shelby is the banana...middle school and she's is making them laugh...she tried to be a banana with a mustache but the mustache wouldn't stick???????<br /><br /><br />Kailee was an Indian...though she wouldn't trick-or-treat but dressed up to appease her mother!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS47OTeVDXWJJOpRamjfh5K-uVcdDcRy4VEVbNn16SVFf9sg5bIjM9v_zfPVxusfML57vmUnoAPg6zWsYHxIaJJg8q1MIa57CZBko8bePMnYz6aLEymodfRL2yfQ10b9NpsZJQ32xfi_c/s1600-h/IMG_4277.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263505936737907666" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS47OTeVDXWJJOpRamjfh5K-uVcdDcRy4VEVbNn16SVFf9sg5bIjM9v_zfPVxusfML57vmUnoAPg6zWsYHxIaJJg8q1MIa57CZBko8bePMnYz6aLEymodfRL2yfQ10b9NpsZJQ32xfi_c/s320/IMG_4277.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioekeZAJfK3ty-5wCYZXFhWNaGBSStresbULYFFCG7qgdKbcrN7JgYpd0gJIxQY2icJar6HqF0qNYSjfnnnHCwn3Tf8jBA0dcuuhaUcAD2_GNLHO4pK9yFDaTaOF3UOGfSioE2Es-Smso/s1600-h/IMG_4280.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263505942822253426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioekeZAJfK3ty-5wCYZXFhWNaGBSStresbULYFFCG7qgdKbcrN7JgYpd0gJIxQY2icJar6HqF0qNYSjfnnnHCwn3Tf8jBA0dcuuhaUcAD2_GNLHO4pK9yFDaTaOF3UOGfSioE2Es-Smso/s320/IMG_4280.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The whole "nutty" crew!<br /><br />And this is how a kindergartener who has full day of school (7-3pm), runs around 2 neighborhoods, eats a ton of candy....ends his day...<br />Precious!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1v2AqiVzHKgr0Z-qvUECPVYN2N4w8DIJ9MHwRiNh90KZQNptXHMC7BH-EmUOmt516Sc8bR445gBR5Z1AE9mIOZDxa0z1DL3tc0yiIi9fl9TwNQZ_ZUtPor-KYabjykgwlfgMT1gdAFJw/s1600-h/IMG_4288.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263505947487883314" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1v2AqiVzHKgr0Z-qvUECPVYN2N4w8DIJ9MHwRiNh90KZQNptXHMC7BH-EmUOmt516Sc8bR445gBR5Z1AE9mIOZDxa0z1DL3tc0yiIi9fl9TwNQZ_ZUtPor-KYabjykgwlfgMT1gdAFJw/s320/IMG_4288.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-16530354825771533242008-10-23T22:17:00.001-04:002008-10-23T22:19:29.183-04:00I am not big brother!Did any of you ever read that Orson Wells book 1984 where "big brother"is watching you? That's what it felt like with that live traffic feed thing I put on my blog...so I took it off....you are free to come and go on my blog and I won't spy on any of you....I feel so good...I hated that thing!Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-56765001861172828852008-10-23T21:08:00.006-04:002008-10-23T22:30:46.401-04:00What I've been up to<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTL9Gyalbn_ncUFaJEtA0iiWJNjKB4r1oy7SCy5x0Y52ShOsd-B1drawjopjzBbFt73ns5w5mV4djiR_23O6HfZl6GkGunh0wC8fdEAEwbEpZGNC2-F-xZVuOaCibitqSp-FHzmEhpgio/s1600-h/IMG_4219.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260541335310181746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTL9Gyalbn_ncUFaJEtA0iiWJNjKB4r1oy7SCy5x0Y52ShOsd-B1drawjopjzBbFt73ns5w5mV4djiR_23O6HfZl6GkGunh0wC8fdEAEwbEpZGNC2-F-xZVuOaCibitqSp-FHzmEhpgio/s200/IMG_4219.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiFrMcabepgp85gLdOJCYRD_tEWopSrf-3f47nhfcHAV8IlG0CIOLOe6jb7EAfaL6sUjV_aI180sk0-gQ9-fL1vgh6gOiB9-dTTC7opN-D8-ogM6NPT6ToqKNiMk7RREAQztFiepyOpo/s1600-h/IMG_4189.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260541339316061538" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiFrMcabepgp85gLdOJCYRD_tEWopSrf-3f47nhfcHAV8IlG0CIOLOe6jb7EAfaL6sUjV_aI180sk0-gQ9-fL1vgh6gOiB9-dTTC7opN-D8-ogM6NPT6ToqKNiMk7RREAQztFiepyOpo/s200/IMG_4189.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKnge_aC8iwkvECTOcy9GO9GwbZ38zrXLF34F5U4XmpVQAyxWcI2VnNu6h9f3R4yjGG0pfp-XyVKLcTYtX1aascaT6JBj0fiRI13Ud2BldosmsYR8wv9wbysHcIwXiSmefiDg76tgcFE/s1600-h/IMG_4195.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260540555677857842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiKnge_aC8iwkvECTOcy9GO9GwbZ38zrXLF34F5U4XmpVQAyxWcI2VnNu6h9f3R4yjGG0pfp-XyVKLcTYtX1aascaT6JBj0fiRI13Ud2BldosmsYR8wv9wbysHcIwXiSmefiDg76tgcFE/s200/IMG_4195.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg289Liu_WTscI8rtr-EDweYMXawNiJvNqtqqoHCxyNEsUnwEDoSPBuvINs07XM6DU-_x71NsSClqVlCpZcRMdhhH51qGqBBh4FUTVqSSOPBFsLulpL5YlOT3TVFerj6mIs8MEWuUHI8f4/s1600-h/LSE+fall+festMG00153.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260521377846035202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg289Liu_WTscI8rtr-EDweYMXawNiJvNqtqqoHCxyNEsUnwEDoSPBuvINs07XM6DU-_x71NsSClqVlCpZcRMdhhH51qGqBBh4FUTVqSSOPBFsLulpL5YlOT3TVFerj6mIs8MEWuUHI8f4/s320/LSE+fall+festMG00153.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />This is what I have added to my schedule...it helps keep my mind off of missing my kids at school, worrying about moving across the country...when-right?...and being mad at myself for reading all day long (loved the Host by stephanie myers) when I should be doing laundry or other mom things....it is fun to be creative again! </div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-19716871466485237352008-10-13T18:00:00.004-04:002008-10-13T19:07:08.418-04:00For those of you who haven't been around KaiKailee is brave...she is adventurous...she is silly....she wants to learn about everything and explore (good things of course)....so for those of you who haven't been around my teenager lately or even know her....I just found this video from Labor day this year when we were in Atlanta and visited the World of Coke...I went straight for my comfort-Diet Coke and there was Kai headed straight for the brazilian version of some strange soda that was known to taste bad and warnings had been issued that it was "nasty". She had to find out for herself and of course we "egg-ed" her on to be brave and taste it.....<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzV1f1YpYzojhAS9mrHYBGG9DqBuMoPE1et9wEEP8_uV_pEA2AciROtKTnYfpBdCzHbqpw1KwTV4WmJwLxxZQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Ohhhhhh....and if I'm going to keep up with this blogging thing....please leave me comments 'cause I need motivation to keep me blogging since you know...I just sit around all day and eat bon bons and donuts....help me out here....let me feel your love....tell me how great my kids are...or I am or what evs! Did I tell you that on my "mommy break" last week I bought this book called "Laying Down the law...the 25 laws of parenting" of course I haven't even read the first law yet....make comments so I keep blogging and have this distraction from "laying down the law" on my poor kids!Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-15674982079318829772008-10-09T21:00:00.003-04:002008-10-09T21:10:31.804-04:00Grocery store anyone?????<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLhZwcUa_llHuqvIv2RoNktyNxHQIx7G1mU1jVFP0fOLPXfEKiegBUtM-uSSwfgwYNUQJDOcRrgyDaMdHgAMYvXiDxaSuSDJqNcYA54vy_wFHGRQvJ8twmXYmOwSAF37fHV4Jazpu7g8/s1600-h/thumbnail%5B4%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255325841882996290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDLhZwcUa_llHuqvIv2RoNktyNxHQIx7G1mU1jVFP0fOLPXfEKiegBUtM-uSSwfgwYNUQJDOcRrgyDaMdHgAMYvXiDxaSuSDJqNcYA54vy_wFHGRQvJ8twmXYmOwSAF37fHV4Jazpu7g8/s200/thumbnail%5B4%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Tonight I was putting Jake to bed....wait...rewind -</div><br /><div>yesterday I was on mommy burn-out so I took off...I took myself out to dinner, went to Barns & Noble (spent most of my time looking for books for my children???? remember me time), went to a movie (road to ?? with richard gere...boring...horrible!), and yes a little wal-mart...we needed bread. I didn't want to be with anyone..talk to anyone...except, of course, Gil who is always there to laugh at me when I am sour...and gets me! So off I was for some alone time.....</div><br /><div>o.k. back to tonight...Jake going to bed....I say to Jake "give me some kisses 'cause I missed you last night" of which Jake says "where did you go?" I tell him that Mommy needed a break and then he says "oh, you went to the grocery store" hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......</div><br /><div>is that what my children think...that when mommies need breaks we take off to the grocery store for some heel kicking good times? I think I need to get out more...and my kids need to see me doing it! Maybe next "mommy break down" moment I'll head to a laundro-mat, volunteer to do some yard work, or clean some strangers house....'cause that is what my sweet little pumpkins think I do for fun!</div><br /><p>*side note - I haven't been blogging 'cause I lack motivation, I think of funny things to write but logging on takes too much brain power, and I have been busy...refer to above!</p>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-54776300199997593782008-09-22T23:13:00.003-04:002008-09-22T23:21:38.044-04:00I'm always the last one to bed<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHdQRGfxZGcw_oPkWBcxKahlw0YZdjnBx7vY0Qxop3GNqpEHxtx9sgF2-ukgsLVJ_BN0grQvJTG1OQNIcQHd9o1l-UumcJBMnEjylHJDJ_HSmEg133YKinygE0mMoKPF9FTt-k5gDqnQ/s1600-h/IMG_4054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249051063666512370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcHdQRGfxZGcw_oPkWBcxKahlw0YZdjnBx7vY0Qxop3GNqpEHxtx9sgF2-ukgsLVJ_BN0grQvJTG1OQNIcQHd9o1l-UumcJBMnEjylHJDJ_HSmEg133YKinygE0mMoKPF9FTt-k5gDqnQ/s320/IMG_4054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>So where do I sleep? Ever feel like this...and the first up in the morning...and the last to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. That's me...but as long as everyone else is happy then mom is happy (of course the cats and fish count too!) It's all worth it and even the cats feel comfortable in our home!</div><div>Also, this is my new hobby/business...I am always asked out here "where did you get that"(utah..and I know this is old stuff 4 you all) and now I can share and make it for others...and get my creative groove on!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDiT-Fo2caCOT43qGNutesEV0kWTRKffzTcOdG9asvyTvz9W9WKBSMgnsfc6njpuCpvELjJs1CCRA5xtOuK2RS6BsVb8QaI9iw6D1v1vJeKA4yx9obN5Nc2k2Mlo8MhyphenhyphenXTh6sVXQIAxW0/s1600-h/IMG_4051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249051059786603074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDiT-Fo2caCOT43qGNutesEV0kWTRKffzTcOdG9asvyTvz9W9WKBSMgnsfc6njpuCpvELjJs1CCRA5xtOuK2RS6BsVb8QaI9iw6D1v1vJeKA4yx9obN5Nc2k2Mlo8MhyphenhyphenXTh6sVXQIAxW0/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-8504286624041454202008-09-14T23:26:00.004-04:002008-09-15T09:49:32.448-04:00Watch out Olivia Newton John...here I come!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsInHjCzXVzsMOyI86MPBCFS0xEvB7H2SL8IT1HCwi0SDeyhHJMwDgncJwEUH5V6M2FGrD53na8y2HITzpNLmJIq8qxdhcQBpG9vwxT9O3__FeKQJFinY2F-i3a1jIEKBIDJQkgvCtwLY/s1600-h/ca110d42%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246088220936499554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsInHjCzXVzsMOyI86MPBCFS0xEvB7H2SL8IT1HCwi0SDeyhHJMwDgncJwEUH5V6M2FGrD53na8y2HITzpNLmJIq8qxdhcQBpG9vwxT9O3__FeKQJFinY2F-i3a1jIEKBIDJQkgvCtwLY/s320/ca110d42%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>My friends are rallying around me...to help me pull out of my un-expected, couldn't see this coming, where is the fun, depression of sorts. All of my kids are in school for a full day-7am to 3pm...even my little Jake! I feel like a mom with no purpose. In my head there is this battle between what I should be doing, what I could be doing, and what I used to do for 14 years. It doesn't help being stuck in a place in life where I don't know where we will be in 3 weeks and having a house that is not unpacked...I am the mom who loves to clean, cook and do laundry...all gone now...which takes me to Olivia Newton John!</div><br /><div>Tomorrow I am being dragged to a Jazzercise class...yes I said it...a Jazzercise class. I shouldn't be blogging right now because I should be at wal-mart picking out my leotard suit, my leg-warmers, and my fuzzy headband! But before I do that I am going to practice my "jazz hands" in the mirror! Watch out Richard Simmons...here comes Jen!</div><br /><div>It's easy to say...go get a pedicure...go grocery shopping...read a book...but when you have structured your whole existence on being a mom...and they are gone for all those hours...part of you is lost and I am trying to find me again....I wouldn't have it any other way....and all of you will be here one day or have been here...the joy lays ahead...so for now it is reading all the "twilight books" (I am half way through "Breaking Dawn") and eating poptarts while I sleep in/lay in bed till noon...and of course get my jazzercise groove on! Don't you wish you were me!!!?????</div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-30878111344959984402008-09-04T23:07:00.006-04:002008-09-04T23:52:19.231-04:00Want to go for a bus ride...come on and get on!<div>So Jake has been a trooper-8 days and he happily gets on the bus. Our morning routine does involve his gripes about how tired HE is and how HE needs a break-but he goes and comes home one happy boy. Today we were not so fortunate.<br />The usual rhetoric went on and as usual I just ignore his words and go on with the morning and put forth my faith in him that he will wake up! The bus arrives and Sadie and I dash out the door-but today Jake won't follow. I pick him up and carry him as he grabs at anything and everything he can...the door jam...the suburban as I pass...trees...are you following me on this???? We get to the bus and the sweet bus driver pleas with him that all will be well...not for jake...not taking any bait..the bus is parked in the middle of the street...you do know it is a felony to board a school bus...right? So I ask the driver..."can I walk him on?" She is so sweet...says "of course" but looks around like she hopes she won't get in trouble...bus still blocking street...Jake won't let me leave...so we drive off to the next stop....me and these pint sized kids no older than 7 except for Sadie. One kid shows me a treasure box...and me the 5foot 10 Mommy on the bus just taking a ride. Next stop...Jake still isn't giving up...so I ask him if I can drive him to school...he agrees and Sadie, Jake and I get off the bus as the new kids at the new stop get on...with parents watching....and we take the hike back to our stop at our house...I drive them in and all is well. Jake comes home loving school and skipping to his own beat.....of course my head is dreaming of what tomorrow morning will bring!<br />I need to post on how this whole freedom while the kids are in school isn't what I thought it would be. I am bored and refuse to do laundry and cleaning...that isn't part of the dream I have been dreaming of for 14 years....so more to come...just proud of me for posting....and riding the bus part of the way to school today! There is no tact in being a mom...try as we may...we still look like a mess!</div><br /><br /><br /><div>ok here are pictures of shelby's first day of middle school and Kai's first day of 8th grade!</div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRDCxzGGTKB_skHA2r4JitAPZ4VmY0lf43mBYOKTIp8xnM-aSR8lFtlkHkgUBzWOJwrTRqwG9VmFojylDZ6rJrWYwkQqrg2SvuprEWF3tXQutczWWYp-PFcDwb1IVwhKXf0sEKjH_Ub2c/s1600-h/IMG_4024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242373853781916882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRDCxzGGTKB_skHA2r4JitAPZ4VmY0lf43mBYOKTIp8xnM-aSR8lFtlkHkgUBzWOJwrTRqwG9VmFojylDZ6rJrWYwkQqrg2SvuprEWF3tXQutczWWYp-PFcDwb1IVwhKXf0sEKjH_Ub2c/s200/IMG_4024.JPG" border="0" /></a><a 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjysK2Bb0HtS4xXkQb6i7mqqTZUHxWMCAGPFaxf7Ao7_czWKMw0z-PaBfcWMdXAQ3u_6cN28pH4nLqBPMUiN4pp-XbZysg07aLKy7ayy6bgenLeQN7Zbwb6Q3B-kG04BjNdhOKNuFim6UI/s1600-h/IMG_3851.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238942560883561714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjysK2Bb0HtS4xXkQb6i7mqqTZUHxWMCAGPFaxf7Ao7_czWKMw0z-PaBfcWMdXAQ3u_6cN28pH4nLqBPMUiN4pp-XbZysg07aLKy7ayy6bgenLeQN7Zbwb6Q3B-kG04BjNdhOKNuFim6UI/s200/IMG_3851.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyP7P2hT0lQdu6dgEqYDjsEJXUR9HteuvEIgg6r0gR7yRlKMzS-4j1XqhrYZdlpIk88p0oa65bXel-_wK0Us-f1uX0yYnj9L21OdYlTlPWf2Okrwt4vucIuH-d23pOUgLE4xzcfv3lTG8/s1600-h/IMG_3848.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238942564866788626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyP7P2hT0lQdu6dgEqYDjsEJXUR9HteuvEIgg6r0gR7yRlKMzS-4j1XqhrYZdlpIk88p0oa65bXel-_wK0Us-f1uX0yYnj9L21OdYlTlPWf2Okrwt4vucIuH-d23pOUgLE4xzcfv3lTG8/s200/IMG_3848.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Jake started Kindergarten today....surprisingly...no tears...we weren't sure if he would be willing to go....whole "umbilical cord still attached to me kind of thing". It was so cute....Sadie got on the bus first and he quickly followed. when he was fully up the bus stairs-he realized that he was on the bus and the fear was in his eyes...and yet he pushed on and sat by his sissy....all we could see in the early morning dark...with the tinted bus windows...was his little bitty head and he was off....and he had a great day!</div><br /><div>Of course Sadie started her first day of 4th grade yesterday...no less of an event. She bounced off to school in her usual cheerful smiley fashion...that girl melts your heart! Love the penguin shirt don't you?</div><br /><div>Next week will make my empty nesting official with the older 2 girls starting middle school at a private school. We still don't know dates of the BIG move...but I have so much on my plate with this quick move that I look at things minute by minute.</div><br /><div>Paul and I celebrated our 15th year anniversary during the move...which consisted of sweaty moving all day...a run to a local restaurant...and let me tell you...nothing says love and happy anniversary like wearing sweats to a restaurant where you can throw peanuts on the floor and everywhere you look you see dead animal heads and horns! But there is no sobs here....I really know and feel like the best present and above any formal celebrations is the gift of a happy marriage...healthy and happy children...and being married to my best friend (here is where I wish I could post a picture of us....all packed up though) He is awesome and we love to be together. We always have. We have had our share of struggles....but our love is strong...I thank my family for the support they give us...my dad was so sweet and called on our anniversary and humbly and tearfully expressed his gratitude that Paul and I are together. I feel the same gratitude....I have been so blessed to have all of this and to have fun along the way. So to my dear Paul....I love you...I am so proud of the man that you are...the woman that you make me...and the love that I feel from you. You are amazing Paul and such a hard worker against all odds....you love to be with your family and would turn down friends, golf, sports to be with us...all on your own-I still have such a hard time with that after 15years-I tell you to go but you want to be with us. I love your quiet and strong love for your Heavenly Father. You are such a good man of faith and love...thanks for letting me be your wife...and thanks for standing by me as I keep us laughing!</div><br /><div>Thanks fellow bloggers...the second I post you all respond...I feel so much love and support even after a long absence such as this past month. This blogging thing is so great...I want everyone to feel it too!</div><br /><div>Signing out on this marathon post...hopefully it won't be so long till my next post!</div><div>ok i'll add this video clip since I have this new camera and want to play with it soooo much....but remember-i handed paul the camera and he couldn't figure out how to not zoom...not to mention his brain couldn't stop focusing on my rear end! thanks paul...it's about jake's 1st day of kindergarten and not my dairy-air!</div><div></div><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwradjqoDhuVB08q4XkKSro2V1ASQWN3849zimO-r-G1QVWuUZ7kwV2CLrMFPNs3zYpOcaExIkbHlyzY1xyww' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-6556887992125175502008-08-22T21:53:00.003-04:002008-08-22T21:56:12.481-04:00Been gone a looooong time!We sold our house...had to move out in 18 days...of which 8 I was gone....and we are one tired, sore, married couple...with 4 kids, 2 cats and renting a friends house till we know when we are exactly moving across the country....so school starts monday...and I am hustling to get everything together....sort of unpacked...and a little sleep...more to come...my email is not working so reach me by commenting on this blog! more to come......Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-39071186598712951462008-07-28T11:57:00.004-04:002008-07-28T13:57:30.691-04:00Happy Birthday to my one and only Sis!<div>Darolyn,<br />You are beautiful in every sense of the word...you define beauty inside and out. I am so lucky to have you as my one and only sister. Here are the top ten reasons why I love you...but if I had time and didn't have to load up the 4 kids-2 cats and drive around town in my suburban (even went to a carwash!) while my house is being shown and hopefully has sold....rambling....then I would write 1000 reasons and have to stop myself...because I love you so much...you are incredible, you get on my nerves and I would do anything for you....you have taught me so much about love, kindness, generosity, and patience(sometimes!). We are really good at laughing together and you were the one that lead me to my love-Paul. Thanks for being in my life Dar and thanks for who you are....you are beautiful....now let's stop wasting time and get you married in the temple so my kids can babysit your babies!<br />Top Ten Reasons:<br />1. If I fell off the face of the earth my kids wouldn't mind because you would be the best replacement and they absolutely, 100%, without any hesitation, adore you....you are the best Auntie in the entire world and you love my kids like they are your own....you are family to them...you are pure love to them...thanks!<br /><br />2. You have compasion like no one I have ever known...you really do put others before yourself (reason why you dated someone for 9yrs and believed in him...good for him...not for you!)<br /><br />3. You love to laugh and boy have we needed that in our lives.....laughing till we cry and pee our pants....you are the only one who keeps me going like I do when I am on my "comedy act" and you stay and keep listening...well until I embarrass you...as usual!<br /><br />4. You think of me all the time and want me to be pretty, fashion forward, and cool...and send me clothes and make me dye my hair....I'd wear a ponytail or have my Hawaii bun everyday if it were not for you<br /><br />5. You love Paul like a brother and it means the world to him. You are also always thinking of him and your support makes him feel like a million dollars...you love him more than me sometimes and that's ok 'cause he needs it...you really are so cool to him and I could never thank you enough for all the encouragement you give him.<br /><br />6. You are soooo adventurous it kills me....I wouldn't eat squid or go hang gliding but off you go...bring it on is your motto<br /><br />7. You forgive faster than anyone I know...or quicker than I think is humanly possible...you really just see the good in everyone....I mean everyone....I used to tell you I didn't think you should hang out with "this person" in high school and you would come back with "don't worry Jen they are good"...I couldn't see it but you did<br /><br />8. You will hate me for this...but I am so in awe of how you keep your head up...because I know it is hard....and I know you want to find someone to share your life with and have a family...HE is missing out until HE meets you....they are going to get one awesome deal when He gets you as a wife and mother!<br /><br />9. You love your Dad, sister, and brothers....you worry about us and would put your life on hold to help us out...and you have....you have big brownie points with the Man Above for all that you have done for Dad!<br /><br />10. You shine....and I shine when I am with you....people love you Darolyn....you are the best sister, friend, boss, neighbor, dog owner - I know Mollie is not a dog...she is part of you...she's your baby!...o.k back to shining....you do.....and everyone who knows you is better because of you.....<br />I love You - Sister -Auntie-Mollie's Mommy-Friend<br />Happy Happy Happy Birthday and we'll celebrate together soon!<br /><br />Darolyn and I around 1973<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZgRYMGrL9FF1ORdLTVH2kAHk-X09QqpCPcCgDkLDJ-m6bUh72KjAzQO6MsIjpr3zeYqHWm4QuuIRh2kEH4zzaD6lV91OHvKxehi2G9i8-BQYNeZlECwe1lqupxgeBVvF-ZCIgcDIa65Y/s1600-h/dar+and+jen+sl+house+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228095759540484162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZgRYMGrL9FF1ORdLTVH2kAHk-X09QqpCPcCgDkLDJ-m6bUh72KjAzQO6MsIjpr3zeYqHWm4QuuIRh2kEH4zzaD6lV91OHvKxehi2G9i8-BQYNeZlECwe1lqupxgeBVvF-ZCIgcDIa65Y/s200/dar+and+jen+sl+house+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Adventurous D -after this picture the raw squid juice fell in your mouth...worth the photo?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC402hHvXpBJjGFL5sjX1AKLB4JvidEsQBds-uVgcB2H_DirIzOA81_A6M1mLgFG_vaboFudaxD7dFa0TlBZZ-3TFcCn3y3MTIsw7X5UYbBBIe6FGpbDUdvwMu32mSbfURuxXr6PRFgdY/s1600-h/DSC03731_058.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228096165377790258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC402hHvXpBJjGFL5sjX1AKLB4JvidEsQBds-uVgcB2H_DirIzOA81_A6M1mLgFG_vaboFudaxD7dFa0TlBZZ-3TFcCn3y3MTIsw7X5UYbBBIe6FGpbDUdvwMu32mSbfURuxXr6PRFgdY/s200/DSC03731_058.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Cruising the Carribbean-how much fun was that!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcgrgXCqDXm5dYnqNULYPkdu16dyG4BxH0giPKZbglqImCt1YFL6utxSFXOQpJsagL7OVG4rXrASOIXPcf09ZZsK9TYD02WSeKeQog-60px2ejjWD_fvS3dWpHbZYmPrMvAJG-fsNa54k/s1600-h/DSC03538_024.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228095765757972034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcgrgXCqDXm5dYnqNULYPkdu16dyG4BxH0giPKZbglqImCt1YFL6utxSFXOQpJsagL7OVG4rXrASOIXPcf09ZZsK9TYD02WSeKeQog-60px2ejjWD_fvS3dWpHbZYmPrMvAJG-fsNa54k/s200/DSC03538_024.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The Dancing Queen....boy were we rocking on that ship<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLYcTG7nF9Bm8E2sx0TiA42-SjK8O301HFy2Ku9B-w3gJmIqN0X_d5zydPjAlv90I_0FkPDOZ0OeApv3G6tfHnui_GnOD_lmA-gRGe6d4hbz91amF6f8Sr7jG7VKQ4d62G4H7U_8fjut0/s1600-h/DSC03655_116.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228095780664584290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLYcTG7nF9Bm8E2sx0TiA42-SjK8O301HFy2Ku9B-w3gJmIqN0X_d5zydPjAlv90I_0FkPDOZ0OeApv3G6tfHnui_GnOD_lmA-gRGe6d4hbz91amF6f8Sr7jG7VKQ4d62G4H7U_8fjut0/s200/DSC03655_116.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I should of put all the food in front of you...you can out eat me and be a size 2<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiC6ZVX00T2Yv3TC_1cALD7Ch9WT0oPNlhgXkDj5C3IFjltp6ojI0XffEOymUMrCT39KaU1ICK6vTZtG95nWlidjFFRuUkDZHikd_O5RZm6T1M02kv4UcibBkhhXdoUZnn8K-pAaSZkMI/s1600-h/DSC03754_079.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228096177022380194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiC6ZVX00T2Yv3TC_1cALD7Ch9WT0oPNlhgXkDj5C3IFjltp6ojI0XffEOymUMrCT39KaU1ICK6vTZtG95nWlidjFFRuUkDZHikd_O5RZm6T1M02kv4UcibBkhhXdoUZnn8K-pAaSZkMI/s200/DSC03754_079.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The BEST Auntie EVER!</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPy1um8PTTJ1DJ59sGiwklUbyv37uq4fQ1a7xT4L7By6StbGhnnnekz-FQaESXgmeSfytli5lD5ks0FanSO55jbaKLQhYlFV0GTxLwPbb9mOop9hq_BKfX9q5JAxfOiGlLunKKcAcLo40/s1600-h/d+and+girls+damon+wed+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228125298066487794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPy1um8PTTJ1DJ59sGiwklUbyv37uq4fQ1a7xT4L7By6StbGhnnnekz-FQaESXgmeSfytli5lD5ks0FanSO55jbaKLQhYlFV0GTxLwPbb9mOop9hq_BKfX9q5JAxfOiGlLunKKcAcLo40/s200/d+and+girls+damon+wed+001.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div>What did I say....YOU are beautiful!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMatEe_hYAsYqUo3Do5d7LeV2TpyGAJz0sI54LV1QJKtmAZ4CJszlhLj9GREgVWOzQlmQ4AOoybKenDduXtLjPNpvWR9VdzLPFXhrC7mNvAdZSJ7DMdRcAfM1hJUeAuRmupY2Tnp5Egs/s1600-h/DSC03560_039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228095776860289026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdMatEe_hYAsYqUo3Do5d7LeV2TpyGAJz0sI54LV1QJKtmAZ4CJszlhLj9GREgVWOzQlmQ4AOoybKenDduXtLjPNpvWR9VdzLPFXhrC7mNvAdZSJ7DMdRcAfM1hJUeAuRmupY2Tnp5Egs/s200/DSC03560_039.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Have a great Birthday!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLlgAnVltlBHvTentA9deOc3AC-vGRIZZszhHSy58nAiqLS3XtY10XG840-IcmO8PjECszY9D3WWNIbBNgg2nuWpOa8yDwezTOd4no-Xg3_A7MakVl1m9aalD03V3s_9glXuifYdh4pM/s1600-h/DSC03660_119.JPG"></a></div>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-78891866932947454462008-07-21T14:18:00.004-04:002008-07-22T23:50:41.640-04:00my kids are the youtube generation<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKU3aHd7CFA">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iKU3aHd7CFA</a><br /><br /><br />I thought I'd blog this video clip for some summer laughs....my kids have been quoting this for months and I finally watched it and I can't stop laughing....customer service at it's finest! It's too hot here to go anywhere....we melt at the pool......and Stef's latest blog is a peak into my life...seriously it is scary! I tried to download the video but am a computer retard.....so just click away at the link above....it really is funny.....and I need funny!Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3630670421920086689.post-56119822164714429312008-07-18T21:46:00.006-04:002008-07-18T22:12:45.986-04:00Read to your children!I am a blogging maniac! Today I took Kai to her 14yr. old check-up. On the way there I told her I could wait outside in the waiting room and she said she didn't mind if I was in there. I know this is small but I was just thinking...she still laughs at my jokes...she hangs out with me....she talks to me and is a teenager...I am one lucky mom.<br />I think back to when she was little and how I would read to her for hours each day and night, fill up a pool with water and hang out in it-9 months pregnant at our condo while the workers would drive by, and how I do my best to show interest in my babies. I feel so torn with time to give all 4 of my children the time they need individually....but one thing I will never regret is reading to them, listening to them, and being there for them. It is true that you blink and they are teenagers...but I am glad that Kai is the teenager she is. She is honest, motivated, happy and loves her Savior....so here's to you Kailee....thanks for picking me as your mom/madre/mommy!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fNs0LR1o5QrsKqu3IpGHxJeBR4v_FIN2DibWXvMTFviLKquASpr7PgcjVxFWwLWp9fXqmx25nrNuXvQtrmkvubd_c2R7LYT58-FA2yHYwgwyEm5FHkUanYx7FcJAa-csn1IFrumClAQ/s1600-h/kai+1+yr+on+bed.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224539855845115858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_fNs0LR1o5QrsKqu3IpGHxJeBR4v_FIN2DibWXvMTFviLKquASpr7PgcjVxFWwLWp9fXqmx25nrNuXvQtrmkvubd_c2R7LYT58-FA2yHYwgwyEm5FHkUanYx7FcJAa-csn1IFrumClAQ/s200/kai+1+yr+on+bed.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hCH3QH9Ar4l6H0Ue5dNIC1Cs0sd7R4Qzr6zdv38l15LILVdlR-nZsZ4s0ilh6aPina0nTcj8u2_SXyep2mwyTXQY4VEDMxKjBZNnSwzr-nE30K2kiS0rUS5CnPa08t43sBh3DuqKqHo/s1600-h/kai+4mos+face+flwr+dress.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224539861920207202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9hCH3QH9Ar4l6H0Ue5dNIC1Cs0sd7R4Qzr6zdv38l15LILVdlR-nZsZ4s0ilh6aPina0nTcj8u2_SXyep2mwyTXQY4VEDMxKjBZNnSwzr-nE30K2kiS0rUS5CnPa08t43sBh3DuqKqHo/s200/kai+4mos+face+flwr+dress.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sGcr9TLRp3jSnqdIgvqB3f6sec_VlpC9MW5WCbdGIQObkgSLjWlo9oev7wtvvK7HUSjqBUKBHu73FjpboU-PPmnSEWLTJIYEdgx9z87jzfK-yaVJBcuWxMB-4hZysyvNhF4zUZAqtkk/s1600-h/kai+at+2yr+fall.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224539850999383906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_sGcr9TLRp3jSnqdIgvqB3f6sec_VlpC9MW5WCbdGIQObkgSLjWlo9oev7wtvvK7HUSjqBUKBHu73FjpboU-PPmnSEWLTJIYEdgx9z87jzfK-yaVJBcuWxMB-4hZysyvNhF4zUZAqtkk/s200/kai+at+2yr+fall.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYDUKZ3rBml4Jfx6APvXuL_UVTxLySH27Kj1mXc05WQf_g8GWSDDSFx5Jw9PUXuHhUlfQQITNELLyFZLEWCg9AmW7BTk0z-dH27DKXALbyNPApqnx0YcUy8qnTA8JFIeqhZUsxq6TJvQk/s1600-h/DSCN1060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224540447734068370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYDUKZ3rBml4Jfx6APvXuL_UVTxLySH27Kj1mXc05WQf_g8GWSDDSFx5Jw9PUXuHhUlfQQITNELLyFZLEWCg9AmW7BTk0z-dH27DKXALbyNPApqnx0YcUy8qnTA8JFIeqhZUsxq6TJvQk/s200/DSCN1060.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBQRAmEipROv5kCXweZISCwzbJXvvWe-x21OefYEjyp_aSHk_cab7T5h5c6BrZRrZTJNucjdJXHXbZOIohZfZXpPhmcCZk3cJaR7Qh319Oes6vnQr09oF8RqFQxWP_IyP1KONxwsFRHE/s1600-h/DSCN0884.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224540450230283058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBQRAmEipROv5kCXweZISCwzbJXvvWe-x21OefYEjyp_aSHk_cab7T5h5c6BrZRrZTJNucjdJXHXbZOIohZfZXpPhmcCZk3cJaR7Qh319Oes6vnQr09oF8RqFQxWP_IyP1KONxwsFRHE/s200/DSCN0884.JPG" border="0" /></a>Jen Guthriehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09300169951087729652noreply@blogger.com1