tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69508800551541265562024-02-19T04:39:11.869-08:00* * * * * * Chippin' In ................Together Forever *Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-57692487178736724442010-03-26T22:57:00.000-07:002010-03-28T13:53:04.345-07:00Tucanos March 2010: Sibling Bday Celebration<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwA10z9b0LiQ-8ILih4EcQV0mfjAb92cnx7sytN0o-J16yIh7V7igEiXaLdZlGDjgZtXoIDcIOvCrE93VN-YdcVxxNeoVXe280ybINxh4aiDtmruIXka8XhUSNTKB9QsYLsJCovOCQ2V7/s1600/~Tucanos+Comb.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVwA10z9b0LiQ-8ILih4EcQV0mfjAb92cnx7sytN0o-J16yIh7V7igEiXaLdZlGDjgZtXoIDcIOvCrE93VN-YdcVxxNeoVXe280ybINxh4aiDtmruIXka8XhUSNTKB9QsYLsJCovOCQ2V7/s320/~Tucanos+Comb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453783277527986530" border="0" /></a>Bryson and Christopher both have birthdays in March and they were "big" birthdays this year. Bryson turned 16 and Christopher turned 25.<br /><br />All the siblings decided to get together for dinner at Tucanos, a Brazilian Grill, to celebrate.<br /><br />Here's a picture of the Birthday Club card Bryson received.<br /><br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY Bryson and Christopher!!<br /><br /><smile><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></smile>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-61694811328769272392010-03-19T11:35:00.000-07:002010-03-19T11:43:54.584-07:00Christopher's Orange Julius RecipeChristopher called home today.<br /><br />"Can you give me the recipe for Orange Julius that’s in the cookbook on rings?”<br />“Okay,” I said, “let me see if I can find it and I’ll call you back.”<br /><br />Sure enough, page 5 in the ‘cherry’ colored section of Grandma Lynn’s old <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">West</st1:placename> <st1:placetype st="on">Valley</st1:placetype></st1:place> <span style=""> </span>ward cookbook was this recipe, complete with Christopher’s handwritten changes<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJzTK8RYc1bV_OTJtpL3DvSFxhVGQCiqhloHGzjOpuwz1qsTKEfd_P2KPJZw6lDgMF9Kg-NpYUNLdJJiotRut0KAGguDlun3-o8lCJMVOnNsCdVZxLvN6Fz9yHIq8urmWTgSy0cVqWDri/s1600-h/~CLC+Orange+Julius.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYJzTK8RYc1bV_OTJtpL3DvSFxhVGQCiqhloHGzjOpuwz1qsTKEfd_P2KPJZw6lDgMF9Kg-NpYUNLdJJiotRut0KAGguDlun3-o8lCJMVOnNsCdVZxLvN6Fz9yHIq8urmWTgSy0cVqWDri/s320/~CLC+Orange+Julius.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450416381260152018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />“Wow, you’re good to remember exactly where it was.” I said, when I called back.<br />“It was one of the recipes I really enjoyed making while I was growing up.” he said. <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>It must have really impressed him!<span style=""> </span>He hasn’t lived at home since 2004. <p></p>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-23180065132143168232010-01-11T19:25:00.000-08:002010-01-27T20:23:50.897-08:00Bryson's 30-point Piano Solo Cup<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrPobRkP_uTnycb-fDdeenFZCFJgCtx6i-6Vo3YA7N1OmvqzbAWvfAlLmYZAHOdJvPmbPYuzFjjjpTJG-SlMqZMyz_Cg0mWojuy8Ml1SoznaAZFHq-yubhrJvS4kUdP5BT7wnWKUL1OaD/s1600-h/~B+30-point+cup.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjrPobRkP_uTnycb-fDdeenFZCFJgCtx6i-6Vo3YA7N1OmvqzbAWvfAlLmYZAHOdJvPmbPYuzFjjjpTJG-SlMqZMyz_Cg0mWojuy8Ml1SoznaAZFHq-yubhrJvS4kUdP5BT7wnWKUL1OaD/s400/~B+30-point+cup.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431626740194066498" border="0" /></a><br />Bryson decided at the end of school last year that he wanted to stop taking piano lessons. Larry and I weren't very excited about that, but after several discussions with him, agreed to let him do so, once he completed a couple of things. One of those was to earn his 30-point Solo cup.<br /><br />Cups, in Federation Festival programs, are earned by performing in front of 3 judges and receiving a score from 1-5, with 5 given when the piece is performed as closely to perfect as possible. At the end of last summer, Bryson had 29 Solo points, earned over 6 years, which means he had received a 5, or "Superior" rating 5 years and a 4 or "Excellent" rating one year. A score of "1" is given when a student performs poorly, and our kids' piano teacher won't even let them participate in the Festival if they aren't prepared to at least a performance level of 4.<br /><br />Bryson prepared his number, albeit with some foot dragging and grumbling - because he was SURE he wanted to quit piano, went to Festival, received another "5", and promptly quit. Our piano teacher is also a secretary at his high school. Rather than have him come back several months to an awards and recital night after he stopped taking lessons to "present' his cup to him, which he didn't want to do, she brought it to school and he brought it home.<br /><br />So, finally...now...he has his 30-point cup.<br /><br />He plays the piano beautifully. It is a joy to listen to his music, and at times he will also sing along, which we enjoy.<br /><br />And last month, after taking some time on his own to reflect on what matters in his life....<br /><br />he wants to take piano again.<br /><br />(Can you hear the smile of both "knowing" as well as relief and gratitude coming from his mother's heart? He doesn't think he can fit it into his schedule right now, but I hope this summer he'll really try to make room for it. It is a talent that will bless his and others lives forever.)Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-38562410198325408622010-01-01T20:04:00.000-08:002010-01-06T16:03:18.747-08:00A Carriage Ride on New Year's Eve 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKY5cXG3mPT7pvHSfzPWFG9q5FRdoJJkkUtnyvPohtnxtb1SUpjs3TmYt_zeSsYYBCKPX0b2tvD8SnX9tVdgiLZEOd8g_ONkbuVJoglacmLQVZ8JVLpMx6QhNA4MMyueiYsJ9_vMQBKT_/s1600-h/~A+Gift+from+Long+Ago+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKY5cXG3mPT7pvHSfzPWFG9q5FRdoJJkkUtnyvPohtnxtb1SUpjs3TmYt_zeSsYYBCKPX0b2tvD8SnX9tVdgiLZEOd8g_ONkbuVJoglacmLQVZ8JVLpMx6QhNA4MMyueiYsJ9_vMQBKT_/s320/~A+Gift+from+Long+Ago+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492340844881970" border="0" /></a>Two days before the end of 2009 I was going through some 'saved' memories and came across a white envelope with my name on it written in Larry's handwriting.<br /><br />When I opened it, I found the card and money shown here. There is no date on it, but he and I figure it is about 10 years old. That's how long it has been since Larry has used those cards to write notes to me. Neither of us know why the money was still there, but I decided right then, on the spur of the moment, to plan a date doing something we'd never done before. It only took a moment before I thought of a carriage ride on Temple Square.<br /><br />Checking the web site, I found that the price for a ride during the Christmas season was $50 ~ it was meant to be!<br /><br />Since 4 could ride for the same price as two, and neither Larry and I were in the romantic mood, I decided to ask another couple to join us.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxFw_Tyd0zQBB2s9rDusyWIethmsW2igN0x94dNBTAHR-zxN89X0TxsewkUWjgDEmcGmIOqKl7naFMkj7g1LNyaM-o19eaqgg7vYS1DJtQ427hrtFnfJtZsaCR_NvbkGYB8KD_1dsIFyo/s1600-h/~The+Gift+of+Time+from+Larry+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkxFw_Tyd0zQBB2s9rDusyWIethmsW2igN0x94dNBTAHR-zxN89X0TxsewkUWjgDEmcGmIOqKl7naFMkj7g1LNyaM-o19eaqgg7vYS1DJtQ427hrtFnfJtZsaCR_NvbkGYB8KD_1dsIFyo/s320/~The+Gift+of+Time+from+Larry+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423492353288842098" border="0" /></a>First I asked my mother. I don't think she's ever been on a carriage ride and I wanted to thank her for all the hours she has spent at my house for the last several months, helping me in so many little (and big) ways. I called her and explained what we were doing, but sadly, she didn't feel up to it.<br /><br />I called Niki next. I love sharing things like this with my kids. I'd already asked Bryson and he'd said, "No offense mom, but it doesn't sound like a lot of fun as a single guy going on a carriage ride with married people."<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdzttEI8HcRS4pZ7_FddEVTdxIsjAlJFfRnQv1xxD9UJd3Ngz5dTpKrefYv_EYtFm_JTzq4fpI5eLp6a5AyqAXkU91qeU6O3z6LGY3AAZam8qRNU1ctPe1-3G-it4o2OOS3zmL2bKcOBi/s1600-h/~L,+C,+B+on+Carrg+ride+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUdzttEI8HcRS4pZ7_FddEVTdxIsjAlJFfRnQv1xxD9UJd3Ngz5dTpKrefYv_EYtFm_JTzq4fpI5eLp6a5AyqAXkU91qeU6O3z6LGY3AAZam8qRNU1ctPe1-3G-it4o2OOS3zmL2bKcOBi/s320/~L,+C,+B+on+Carrg+ride+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490587455415922" border="0" /></a><br />Christopher and Bri were in California and I knew Dustin was working. It turned out Niki and John could go the next night, which was New Year's Eve. I was so excited!!<br /><br /><br />I asked Bryson to come downtown with us, even though he wouldn't be riding, so he could roam Temple Square and other celebration locations with us, and he agreed, so off the 5 of us went.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQFX7p6Tik_jHCn8DxdBtqtUnQgXd9pG8HP-bcJmkz-D4CM5zAjhAubw-dDeriqByJFjd5SfIF1euTYmYbNhT-5qDZxkW3vq3KniOZWuK30Qa7EofAMyKGY_KdScrmuR_xdcXcPnsK-2t/s1600-h/~L,C,N,J,B+on+carrg+ride+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzQFX7p6Tik_jHCn8DxdBtqtUnQgXd9pG8HP-bcJmkz-D4CM5zAjhAubw-dDeriqByJFjd5SfIF1euTYmYbNhT-5qDZxkW3vq3KniOZWuK30Qa7EofAMyKGY_KdScrmuR_xdcXcPnsK-2t/s320/~L,C,N,J,B+on+carrg+ride+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490595247185138" border="0" /></a>It was a beautiful night for a ride ~ not too cold, a clear sky but no wind. Our first stop<br />after parking was to the pick-up spot at the South Gates on Temple Square, since it was a first-come-first-served basis for the rides. I was in my wheelchair, of course, all bundled up snug and warm.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq5aC6uujUV6_yBRk-f4hKSxwYFdLmEIJtaBkAN3Hv55Y-MZzQrrrhj_nze4oQcma96WGhDjYqaxXYu87qNkzXKFsdH7WTyZpPKSUh8jTQ7i6X4_lKUz6u7_hdYxOs-Pw2LDmMdElk1bxw/s1600-h/~Carriage+ride+with+Cisco+and+driver.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq5aC6uujUV6_yBRk-f4hKSxwYFdLmEIJtaBkAN3Hv55Y-MZzQrrrhj_nze4oQcma96WGhDjYqaxXYu87qNkzXKFsdH7WTyZpPKSUh8jTQ7i6X4_lKUz6u7_hdYxOs-Pw2LDmMdElk1bxw/s320/~Carriage+ride+with+Cisco+and+driver.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423500320937598898" border="0" /></a>When our driver came, Larry asked if all 5 of us could ride and the driver said, "Sure, no problem." ~ what a great attitude, what a<br />great guy! Bryson still didn't <span style="font-style: italic;">want </span>to come, but he was a good sport about it.<br /><br />It was beautiful, as you'll see on the video. And so fun to hear the clip-clop of the horses hooves.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfbhoZvmmbEh54wLs-72xfpSwkEJQ1XP7D5AJqOgB1fh783HGGXWT3woOHFPIxzNEIWbS3V8mlliwjrn8ULkoTkHDLrfZTsUd6M1BkgQjbvtzfq91hvFZhNLozm96iIJ3NLDJ9g97BuOi/s1600-h/~L&C+SL+Temple+New+Year%27s+Eve.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihfbhoZvmmbEh54wLs-72xfpSwkEJQ1XP7D5AJqOgB1fh783HGGXWT3woOHFPIxzNEIWbS3V8mlliwjrn8ULkoTkHDLrfZTsUd6M1BkgQjbvtzfq91hvFZhNLozm96iIJ3NLDJ9g97BuOi/s320/~L&C+SL+Temple+New+Year%27s+Eve.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490584845822386" border="0" /></a><br />Afterward, we did wander around Temple Square for a bit, looking at all there is to see there. We even went inside the South Visitor's Center and the Joseph Smith Memorial Building and partook of some of their activities there.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMWTRqCfAa7QL0FQX0ZZ962mqGzPl1JQg6-S3vQHqynagNT_i0z6zayWTHX8HdOvP7p1SWttpCJAsuF2K5TRFrFG-33_RRsNkaCGhPkRKcFIepfMniy7ieMbqtSYV6saVI_VRps8C_S7m/s1600-h/~Reflecting+pool+Tmpl+Sq+New+Years+Eve+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMWTRqCfAa7QL0FQX0ZZ962mqGzPl1JQg6-S3vQHqynagNT_i0z6zayWTHX8HdOvP7p1SWttpCJAsuF2K5TRFrFG-33_RRsNkaCGhPkRKcFIepfMniy7ieMbqtSYV6saVI_VRps8C_S7m/s320/~Reflecting+pool+Tmpl+Sq+New+Years+Eve+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490604061945474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjqWoH289X14mLjulnbZBwaFVUPjQCPGMNZ6zONyuGx2MedqEqRAuv_kXXIDTUapX_pVOLi79GX63Q6NoTcO3xAhyAVnMCVM61micT7hBt79hIpISCC2R4EnGwxD80N4aTB2AQ3Du1d_G/s1600-h/~Perfect+Family+Pic+with+one+obliviousn+extra+31+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjqWoH289X14mLjulnbZBwaFVUPjQCPGMNZ6zONyuGx2MedqEqRAuv_kXXIDTUapX_pVOLi79GX63Q6NoTcO3xAhyAVnMCVM61micT7hBt79hIpISCC2R4EnGwxD80N4aTB2AQ3Du1d_G/s320/~Perfect+Family+Pic+with+one+obliviousn+extra+31+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423490596540318162" border="0" /></a>We stopped to take a group picture in front of this tree, and just as a friendly volunteer pushed the button to take the picture, the darling, <span style="font-style: italic;">oblivious </span>young man you see walked right in front of us and<br />just kept on going, even after the flash went off. We all started laughing. We took a couple of pictures at the tree, but when we got home and looked at them, this was the only one that wasn't fuzzy. We still laugh when we look at this picture, so I decided to include it in our post, even though we have no clue who our "new" family member is.<br /><br />It was the perfect way to get the New Year's Eve celebration started! And it all started with Larry's gift from many Christmas' ago.<br /><br />I made this (4 minute) video from the clips we took during the ride. Hope you enjoy it!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwF7a6FdmtQ72DAjd8pKi_9VPd04OLhhHF0BZzGMEYSagkXeNLoJpC04hPqB_HwzY_jBfJYAmBWwGW252wd0Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Family: Isn't it about time??!!!Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-33643771194026196402009-12-26T22:44:00.000-08:002010-01-27T19:24:53.911-08:00Driving Lessons with Bryson<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFs7D92mc-5FDiYp6GuUajEHaF7ER62fHSXW6uBe7bn7hBbNljhUJ4_NN89YfVyfwX0LYMQB2LJEqIxX1uwjxTxGMvYM5skjgTuVDcmaC2HGB3gYdLBSOn3MwN8evoCjG04oCnO37QJVU/s1600-h/~Driving+Lessons+with+B.JPG"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Bryson has his learner's permit for driving now, he's actually had it for a while - the kids can get it when they turn 15.</span></a> I was primarily the one who took the older 3 kids out to practice driving when they had their learner's, so I excited to be able to go out with Bryson. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFs7D92mc-5FDiYp6GuUajEHaF7ER62fHSXW6uBe7bn7hBbNljhUJ4_NN89YfVyfwX0LYMQB2LJEqIxX1uwjxTxGMvYM5skjgTuVDcmaC2HGB3gYdLBSOn3MwN8evoCjG04oCnO37QJVU/s1600-h/~Driving+Lessons+with+B.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFs7D92mc-5FDiYp6GuUajEHaF7ER62fHSXW6uBe7bn7hBbNljhUJ4_NN89YfVyfwX0LYMQB2LJEqIxX1uwjxTxGMvYM5skjgTuVDcmaC2HGB3gYdLBSOn3MwN8evoCjG04oCnO37QJVU/s320/~Driving+Lessons+with+B.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423514055296142098" border="0" /></a> This picture was taken the first and last day I took him out on the road. We'd already spent time during earlier days practicing in the parking lot and neighborhood. Bryson did such a good job. I was impressed with his calmness. H really is and will be a good driver.<br /><br />It isn't his driving at all that causes me to stop driving with him. It's my heart. I wasn't really nervous driving with him, but because he's just learning and I was the one teaching him, I had extra adrenaline flowing in my veins - and that made my heart stress out. It calmed down easily once we came home and I was able to take my meds, but there isn't any reason to stress my heart when I can prevent it.<br /><br />(I don't know why that first line is underlined, and can't figure out to to take it off - oh well. haha)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZFs7D92mc-5FDiYp6GuUajEHaF7ER62fHSXW6uBe7bn7hBbNljhUJ4_NN89YfVyfwX0LYMQB2LJEqIxX1uwjxTxGMvYM5skjgTuVDcmaC2HGB3gYdLBSOn3MwN8evoCjG04oCnO37QJVU/s1600-h/~Driving+Lessons+with+B.JPG"><br /></a>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-65547459340964458942009-12-26T22:21:00.000-08:002010-01-06T16:13:21.379-08:00Christmas 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfkJbsyt-lkwk7_B3T3tyxWRYcycPf1y6r6y1Q5nhahkMdt9l2Mc1LxiB0N3LHHFbjmTOkfbD-tj8byXWGQTBA-vpzTwjk1JrkGNKh7Ugwqe8y8UFDpozNQruVk_lqiJYfh-YHi2OvzRB/s1600-h/~B+decorating+Chr+tree+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTfkJbsyt-lkwk7_B3T3tyxWRYcycPf1y6r6y1Q5nhahkMdt9l2Mc1LxiB0N3LHHFbjmTOkfbD-tj8byXWGQTBA-vpzTwjk1JrkGNKh7Ugwqe8y8UFDpozNQruVk_lqiJYfh-YHi2OvzRB/s320/~B+decorating+Chr+tree+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423508449558258274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bryson putting ornaments on the tree.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJvOXBlt5mDma8eQ-qpcphvGyogUGdmwQduYGfrTDLFNF5SbjDS23WvMO_2Y8raenBRrp0QQ3mvRJ3K0WoutQX2jl1mn24EzAwLOcmR81ELTnA4GE10b_Spd1E_eRtd60l4C9bSxm5cAR/s1600-h/~CAC+unwrapping+Chr+decor.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJvOXBlt5mDma8eQ-qpcphvGyogUGdmwQduYGfrTDLFNF5SbjDS23WvMO_2Y8raenBRrp0QQ3mvRJ3K0WoutQX2jl1mn24EzAwLOcmR81ELTnA4GE10b_Spd1E_eRtd60l4C9bSxm5cAR/s320/~CAC+unwrapping+Chr+decor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423508455210994386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Cathi unwrapping bells and ornaments for Bryson to put on display.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYX-2Gk5NFg6mSxQ2eH7EYTQ60kCfj2_VyOJrMupFh0Yr3ouPfAsEWnNhWpTEzr3ZS1I1H45GsWKPICmoCGVVKzlcXPLcoP6-KsH6NxSlRvuAYxw3HD0JYFUBjvtJ8oa9rsbPq6olrL-Vn/s1600-h/~Christmas+animal+collection+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYX-2Gk5NFg6mSxQ2eH7EYTQ60kCfj2_VyOJrMupFh0Yr3ouPfAsEWnNhWpTEzr3ZS1I1H45GsWKPICmoCGVVKzlcXPLcoP6-KsH6NxSlRvuAYxw3HD0JYFUBjvtJ8oa9rsbPq6olrL-Vn/s320/~Christmas+animal+collection+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423508473862954962" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our Christmas animal collection.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2np17d7IQ4EWFnzAtgHjusTCN4SeI9mELBeM5mjhtQEgXk3Qd7g26ZAG1Git65UZJm25HuWDr-RcKvEBz_LJsH_1vAV20eHnLW33b3i_uhA3a0Cflc-vqfwrTNilY1fjDeIt6E2mNwQ7o/s1600-h/~Christmas+Village+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2np17d7IQ4EWFnzAtgHjusTCN4SeI9mELBeM5mjhtQEgXk3Qd7g26ZAG1Git65UZJm25HuWDr-RcKvEBz_LJsH_1vAV20eHnLW33b3i_uhA3a0Cflc-vqfwrTNilY1fjDeIt6E2mNwQ7o/s320/~Christmas+Village+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509037032793490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />My Christmas Village. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmMELULDFacZAbEMunI8SeQE2PoWdoEM9RR4zRY8XMgU3XaMgT74ACSXMEm6oVU3XNFtT1wvsX0Y3GHURFxtmzGJf5hVPj46eX7hn9c9MjJf30HCjnXm_tMZr_Ibzg1-eiryJBQ13M3un2/s1600-h/~Christmas+Tree+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmMELULDFacZAbEMunI8SeQE2PoWdoEM9RR4zRY8XMgU3XaMgT74ACSXMEm6oVU3XNFtT1wvsX0Y3GHURFxtmzGJf5hVPj46eX7hn9c9MjJf30HCjnXm_tMZr_Ibzg1-eiryJBQ13M3un2/s320/~Christmas+Tree+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509028557434562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just before turning out the lights on Christmas Eve.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSLK_qY57fIFke7GKTa-iht8__xnVwvK0e-EFEa6n5dK7vz5vpWgvTA08QEied_XY7uVfvU6qwOmsY84c_3JsjsHFS87QnIui8b9wFndj2slnp6oeoqJovSypRV-cUgNSW8FV5AEKMeFty/s1600-h/~Gifts+from+Santa+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSLK_qY57fIFke7GKTa-iht8__xnVwvK0e-EFEa6n5dK7vz5vpWgvTA08QEied_XY7uVfvU6qwOmsY84c_3JsjsHFS87QnIui8b9wFndj2slnp6oeoqJovSypRV-cUgNSW8FV5AEKMeFty/s320/~Gifts+from+Santa+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509044340723474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bryson's excited to open his gifts.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwHdnAM2glgvfpjCzYBvLndHXOj25mKG8dytETZmg-TpYrcWTnt660MhcCQunhA7eJPl6Okg1VQKvIRcyTGk66xME7x5IxkeNL26SO6a5Poi_N0wzXTuZIalyogz9H2oBrolo2Ry6vpy3H/s1600-h/~L+got+same+CD+last+year.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwHdnAM2glgvfpjCzYBvLndHXOj25mKG8dytETZmg-TpYrcWTnt660MhcCQunhA7eJPl6Okg1VQKvIRcyTGk66xME7x5IxkeNL26SO6a5Poi_N0wzXTuZIalyogz9H2oBrolo2Ry6vpy3H/s320/~L+got+same+CD+last+year.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509040991487634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Larry laughing because Cathi gave him the exact same music CD last year: C.W. McCall's Greatest Hits - and he still hasn't listened to the first one! (Maybe that's why she didn't remember giving it to him.)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrOOPKG9uMMUEKN_aBcmlyGFBTDoHoJpoTMaY2c9QfYkXQQH39-Vu3F_1-v-wduJlu77mPadzU4gnsn2n3gnlxFxjMvCgHIsAyV2L5uuQ7Fq-ljp_JmiW9yjtz3ZH_NoE3VJtFV3NucLq/s1600-h/~CAC+with+bird+feeder+Chr+AM+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrOOPKG9uMMUEKN_aBcmlyGFBTDoHoJpoTMaY2c9QfYkXQQH39-Vu3F_1-v-wduJlu77mPadzU4gnsn2n3gnlxFxjMvCgHIsAyV2L5uuQ7Fq-ljp_JmiW9yjtz3ZH_NoE3VJtFV3NucLq/s320/~CAC+with+bird+feeder+Chr+AM+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423508466703978466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cathi got a bird feeder that will hang from her bedroom window.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycV-Y90U6YebSoSLk8IKwa-Ik2XigrOlBd9f7HYcHtXFUybueC1T28KtDIzlu076_f8MNLjKwZXCXsD-DopOxQOnIqp_-WDIPc7JSAnwEsh8NsPISMLkGNX-8vywLNHAdNnKIKeuYMOJR/s1600-h/~L+receiving+book+of+letters+A.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgycV-Y90U6YebSoSLk8IKwa-Ik2XigrOlBd9f7HYcHtXFUybueC1T28KtDIzlu076_f8MNLjKwZXCXsD-DopOxQOnIqp_-WDIPc7JSAnwEsh8NsPISMLkGNX-8vywLNHAdNnKIKeuYMOJR/s320/~L+receiving+book+of+letters+A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509053334099682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Larry opening his book of letters.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUFcL58mqm2B02x6ieVpX5xIZ_HFtIsYharp819ObB9FuaPLQJK05pHJ541Yd3WoP3P5cAVV8MVJZu2gfQSIx2FnB7g80jODutlauC4Of6Yxe6b-wHEG9bgGNm4SzIPz_9TE4i8UBvTA-/s1600-h/~L+receiving+book+of+letters+B.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqUFcL58mqm2B02x6ieVpX5xIZ_HFtIsYharp819ObB9FuaPLQJK05pHJ541Yd3WoP3P5cAVV8MVJZu2gfQSIx2FnB7g80jODutlauC4Of6Yxe6b-wHEG9bgGNm4SzIPz_9TE4i8UBvTA-/s320/~L+receiving+book+of+letters+B.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423509300486280850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />and realizing what it was. <br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Bryson gave Larry a gift certificate to Weapon Blender, so Larry could get his own airsoft gun and join Bryson in using them. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBitpU5kV0uvsBauhXHJAn9MgJvd1a5UWWzhZQXZVV58vEKJvGAZ_k_PGWeZljvtzFC0n3-mnpHuxZGwLUFkWkHrtnBgzfOhfFm5jVDtmSGqx8u9W4BDU4jJi_8_hPeo1y2HzyAATELwkO/s1600-h/~B+Chr+gift+to+L+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBitpU5kV0uvsBauhXHJAn9MgJvd1a5UWWzhZQXZVV58vEKJvGAZ_k_PGWeZljvtzFC0n3-mnpHuxZGwLUFkWkHrtnBgzfOhfFm5jVDtmSGqx8u9W4BDU4jJi_8_hPeo1y2HzyAATELwkO/s320/~B+Chr+gift+to+L+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423508465093814658" border="0" /></a>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-51271344739593790302009-12-23T22:38:00.000-08:002010-01-05T22:43:06.652-08:00Niki Got a Haircut<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirl7VUTHeRYsEjspBH00WqxHgoQ7z2TCz_quOZgk5-ZiVagqb4IcnUYa-ad35PGeMiofZRBTprMYLxPHx6miZUMZm-j3GX0PcIMRbKPwVotEFhnfv5rbQ0unwt9iZPJ_EADdQFN0KaYnes/s1600-h/~+Niki+got+a+haircut+B+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirl7VUTHeRYsEjspBH00WqxHgoQ7z2TCz_quOZgk5-ZiVagqb4IcnUYa-ad35PGeMiofZRBTprMYLxPHx6miZUMZm-j3GX0PcIMRbKPwVotEFhnfv5rbQ0unwt9iZPJ_EADdQFN0KaYnes/s320/~+Niki+got+a+haircut+B+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423513517051164610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She said she was still getting used to it - it had only been a couple of hours by the time this picture was taken.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTg2ZpDWz2c2vIpmIe3Z0Tyd4MXHHXlGXsY788ivobNKRYFgUkVcIfsqZrw1JLMIAbiU4LOvV_Ta3flMR25s8FeMZNpziSo1F2ShIRyzojjg_3c1mAf6s-LBQ-lT83PHYuuK_VaneoiJ6/s1600-h/~Niki+got+a+haircut+Dec+09.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheTg2ZpDWz2c2vIpmIe3Z0Tyd4MXHHXlGXsY788ivobNKRYFgUkVcIfsqZrw1JLMIAbiU4LOvV_Ta3flMR25s8FeMZNpziSo1F2ShIRyzojjg_3c1mAf6s-LBQ-lT83PHYuuK_VaneoiJ6/s320/~Niki+got+a+haircut+Dec+09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423512745960674946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />John said he thought it looked great! (Smart man!)Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-11316409273502142342009-12-23T22:36:00.000-08:002010-01-05T22:38:47.016-08:00"Smile, You're on Candid Camera"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xR_RscUhKavngBcbUqFKdxqXLfJl0hIYHxbbuc4dblJ8rssWjIYhqCYjGzkB7E8qU1SsBr0G8NLm0UzPuSoOJNBWsxMNblvI_IuAiLNCMZwQXpDOUBjUseosbw1STkmO14EALredH6SP/s1600-h/~N+smile.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2xR_RscUhKavngBcbUqFKdxqXLfJl0hIYHxbbuc4dblJ8rssWjIYhqCYjGzkB7E8qU1SsBr0G8NLm0UzPuSoOJNBWsxMNblvI_IuAiLNCMZwQXpDOUBjUseosbw1STkmO14EALredH6SP/s320/~N+smile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423512049376560290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Random.....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJQngGozG9DHqz1LKUOZnldvi_rZQLWVDD2udbEdoc2zWX-hcHRiC1C9dGPWzwN14M5QarIM7rZ1bG1ETojHl79iaR9utcywZ4IVZ1RdCDt0GKhFFw23zMVuVg2ffOJlVqgYOn6lIJgi03/s1600-h/~J+smile.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJQngGozG9DHqz1LKUOZnldvi_rZQLWVDD2udbEdoc2zWX-hcHRiC1C9dGPWzwN14M5QarIM7rZ1bG1ETojHl79iaR9utcywZ4IVZ1RdCDt0GKhFFw23zMVuVg2ffOJlVqgYOn6lIJgi03/s320/~J+smile.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423512044129353538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ya.....I know :)Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-18248312596626170102009-12-17T09:15:00.000-08:002009-12-18T10:08:38.459-08:00Beware the Wrath of the Children Grown-Up!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCFHS6HyDZZPMvtWhyphenhyphenY7s80vXlDOXgU5fYZDIIgErVR4cmebAQlJVlpITqtE0anAdoaLSeF7So3GEnWzVdwxO09gLG__G8Jzn0hYJrRxNimXSSV1CRPmZmu9S0UBs5pKs_a4Z9fYOl4a18/s1600-h/~Cereal+boxes.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCFHS6HyDZZPMvtWhyphenhyphenY7s80vXlDOXgU5fYZDIIgErVR4cmebAQlJVlpITqtE0anAdoaLSeF7So3GEnWzVdwxO09gLG__G8Jzn0hYJrRxNimXSSV1CRPmZmu9S0UBs5pKs_a4Z9fYOl4a18/s320/~Cereal+boxes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415883984181867666" border="0" /></a>A couple of weeks ago, all of our kids happened to be at home on a single day, though not at the same time. It also happened that these boxes of cereal were sitting on the counter top in the kitchen. TWO of our four kids, at separate times said, in almost angry, accusing tones of voices, "Since when did you start buying boxed cereal??"<br /><br />Larry and I laughed and laughed and laughed. Obviously we seriously deprived our children of something very valuable when we only bought "bagged" cereal during their young, tender years.<br /><br />So, to our 'concerned" children who will remain anonymous, (hee, hee):<br />We bought the corn pops so I could eat them when everyone else is eating popcorn. (I don't like have pieces stuck between my teeth.) The crisped rice is left over from rice krispie treat making; the two chex cereals are there because I LIKE chex cereal - and I like to mix wheat and corn together. The frosted flakes and blueberry frosted mini-wheats were only $1.25 a box and we bought them to take on our Oregon trip.<br />And they were all on the counter top because G&G Chipman had spent the night and we'd gotten them out as possibilities for their breakfast and they hadn't been put away.<br /><br />Are we forgiven yet?<br /><br />Hahaha - I hope you've had fun reading this. I've certainly had fun teasing and poking you all a little. Love you tons!!! Mom :-)Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-91930260606706322012009-12-16T09:43:00.000-08:002009-12-18T10:09:08.465-08:00Bryson's Solo in "Miracle on 34th Street"<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz1GdzqdjBkcdNOd0N1vwXtni_OO7lOcxCs_uYIClZe3n9TtJ-LB_vV2albDXr8t5yIQJ6atTZ0JDpvQInl2A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>There was a pre-show act for "Miracle on 34th Street", the play Dustin and Bryson were just in. They had various groups sing Christmas carols to help create the right mood for the play. One of the pieces was a young man, dressed as a soldier, singing "I'll Be Home for Christmas". The person who was originally singing the solo had to miss two performances and the play director asked Bryson to fill in.<br /><br />They included this song because that was the era the play took place in, but it seems equally as fitting for our holidays this year as well.<br /><br />Bryson did such a great job!<br /><br />Dustin is standing on the floor below Bryson, slightly to the left, next to the lady in the green coat. He is easier to recognize once he turns around and puts his black dress hat back on.<br /><br />Enjoy!Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-84672805579137931102009-12-15T09:29:00.000-08:002009-12-18T10:09:56.812-08:00The Many Faces of Bryson in "Miracle on 34th Street"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE9t_1kHtPOgpyW6-xGijueiPF-uVRZk_0_Zg3IV3SVZ4zwXljpt1HjqWWleRasKi_b9hmj_zmwU9fdQn-e9KnhFktF5XJ4DPGeNO_YXCtuoXA-s4C5YbavV0sXZ8Ekg0dx3hJCbDrGhs/s1600-h/~B+as+newsie+cryer.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggE9t_1kHtPOgpyW6-xGijueiPF-uVRZk_0_Zg3IV3SVZ4zwXljpt1HjqWWleRasKi_b9hmj_zmwU9fdQn-e9KnhFktF5XJ4DPGeNO_YXCtuoXA-s4C5YbavV0sXZ8Ekg0dx3hJCbDrGhs/s320/~B+as+newsie+cryer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416629933541448802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Newsie calling out the headlines.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJNs12GNfB_EdGgrgH-fCmCs0eYqvsoD92cSaNOSFEbiSe8EwBynMaPKHu1P8Coxi_n8QrYhi7rDvPqcRiZVp9x_UOUN2osVSSHJwaXu6FAW8ttZUMIqdJEXRCgsNH-ZimP9ii6whlT0G/s1600-h/~B+as+Miracle+newsie+.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfJNs12GNfB_EdGgrgH-fCmCs0eYqvsoD92cSaNOSFEbiSe8EwBynMaPKHu1P8Coxi_n8QrYhi7rDvPqcRiZVp9x_UOUN2osVSSHJwaXu6FAW8ttZUMIqdJEXRCgsNH-ZimP9ii6whlT0G/s320/~B+as+Miracle+newsie+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416629923387217858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Full view as a Newsie<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9zL0aEbY7JCS2ysNfhyphenhyphenFHUPep2Ev510bu8BzReqz8SHTjI73m0VYkxlCSBhkLL8wu2Ji5VTBp7cE_GPV1wdeqzmyHUp8lXTrFXp9ZiWmlT0z_UzzAsZvSi3shvuNQEPvaT19IF4kgD3Q/s1600-h/~B+as+Miracle+parade+band+.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS9zL0aEbY7JCS2ysNfhyphenhyphenFHUPep2Ev510bu8BzReqz8SHTjI73m0VYkxlCSBhkLL8wu2Ji5VTBp7cE_GPV1wdeqzmyHUp8lXTrFXp9ZiWmlT0z_UzzAsZvSi3shvuNQEPvaT19IF4kgD3Q/s320/~B+as+Miracle+parade+band+.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416629928523632082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A member of the Macy's Annual Christmas Parade Band<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2HHuOunwN6wUDCRDboLwghUKkDfN2bzAMJW_8wi6-2x0FLcy0V8bRpDkA0OeDJdEcQMTvUDA35YIKcPTpoiQdn6TcoSc5tlNbihPJRIMB4RcgQQpnXHVe-NbHeknvqzQL7z9OYOCFWzn/s1600-h/~B+as+Miracle+caroler.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2HHuOunwN6wUDCRDboLwghUKkDfN2bzAMJW_8wi6-2x0FLcy0V8bRpDkA0OeDJdEcQMTvUDA35YIKcPTpoiQdn6TcoSc5tlNbihPJRIMB4RcgQQpnXHVe-NbHeknvqzQL7z9OYOCFWzn/s320/~B+as+Miracle+caroler.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416629919825830834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Caroler<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh20r9pT56f2FazFSMEbRDc6aExH-mBteqKJUS7unCViTD39eHGhEakQ79tbfDAOzKl0PnrM0IHdROA_KyAapdcHprdoirB7aypchrk9rLuHPeoRP5emyyKv1ANhmsHhQESgPTJ9oJJUQXh/s1600-h/~B+as+Macy%27s+employee.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh20r9pT56f2FazFSMEbRDc6aExH-mBteqKJUS7unCViTD39eHGhEakQ79tbfDAOzKl0PnrM0IHdROA_KyAapdcHprdoirB7aypchrk9rLuHPeoRP5emyyKv1ANhmsHhQESgPTJ9oJJUQXh/s320/~B+as+Macy%27s+employee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416629910789972946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Macy's toy department store employeeCathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-91458961091764292632009-12-14T21:15:00.000-08:002009-12-18T10:09:36.090-08:00The Many Faces of Dustin in "Miracle on 34th Street"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0xyYVqWt4dK7CKf_j3nQlaIsYn4ByMaS0uzblWTeHKtlRGaup4sHm4EpD4OdAczDLl7sBAJ7-vXQw9mZDHIIFxcmAB5P8ayz7T10zgNa0Lm3A0uDsfGHxJrDNDvmy-lsODNKhUoc8sg3/s1600-h/~Dustin+as+S+helper.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0xyYVqWt4dK7CKf_j3nQlaIsYn4ByMaS0uzblWTeHKtlRGaup4sHm4EpD4OdAczDLl7sBAJ7-vXQw9mZDHIIFxcmAB5P8ayz7T10zgNa0Lm3A0uDsfGHxJrDNDvmy-lsODNKhUoc8sg3/s320/~Dustin+as+S+helper.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698767253853778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Santa's Helper<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_T9qFFVGNBbgPgsm3OCGVh-A-wluJTIbVRDSQklnINKy32Oh5F7FK0_snUNDNUiP8f0Opp-B9nHmM-AoVlq2_ToO_jlEEVohG8c_oXHJfAAVvbsHve7kMCcUMKndvxQ8oNwLgY-uN02V/s1600-h/~Dustin+as+health+care+worker.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_T9qFFVGNBbgPgsm3OCGVh-A-wluJTIbVRDSQklnINKy32Oh5F7FK0_snUNDNUiP8f0Opp-B9nHmM-AoVlq2_ToO_jlEEVohG8c_oXHJfAAVvbsHve7kMCcUMKndvxQ8oNwLgY-uN02V/s320/~Dustin+as+health+care+worker.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698683182373682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Health Care worker caring for Kris Kringle<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbY3eoLSVwyggYZeSeiEAaKQMMAh8FUXbEv4Q6z4D-r0UGENy1eN2QN-HhCVoNQ3XjJUBt-Wlt8otcRCoIhwjoU0Hil9HTH1qztcMujQb8VZb25Kx6dozMVrWumZh605t8amFqUUURjG63/s1600-h/~Dustin+as+DJ.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbY3eoLSVwyggYZeSeiEAaKQMMAh8FUXbEv4Q6z4D-r0UGENy1eN2QN-HhCVoNQ3XjJUBt-Wlt8otcRCoIhwjoU0Hil9HTH1qztcMujQb8VZb25Kx6dozMVrWumZh605t8amFqUUURjG63/s320/~Dustin+as+DJ.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698681960832466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Radio D.J.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSBjD811GxzwA2n1Yamvn6rghb-4GmdC37XN2j4RQuFqStrhaPOP2a8PK7xZ7IYiRRdXDHIln8IybSZesi9hgfuamrZGuTdFk8cZdKKtDIFqdzUGokmsDB299I0P4ghJjVkOrIAonitqw/s1600-h/~Dustin+as+bailiff.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpSBjD811GxzwA2n1Yamvn6rghb-4GmdC37XN2j4RQuFqStrhaPOP2a8PK7xZ7IYiRRdXDHIln8IybSZesi9hgfuamrZGuTdFk8cZdKKtDIFqdzUGokmsDB299I0P4ghJjVkOrIAonitqw/s320/~Dustin+as+bailiff.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698674309693906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Court Bailiff<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi4tUytkCfLGZV5JfEluKhJBTrb7WbwfN8kYBN92Rn7J0aKq6yV9nBjI7iZohv_4lKXDVeQtjnqw10eERjvttaW8ETOC8X4GnOhsYVzPKt5fjLT3ch-flo6E7yrnlNIEj0n7cHKiFYWnoD/s1600-h/~Dustin+a+juggler.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi4tUytkCfLGZV5JfEluKhJBTrb7WbwfN8kYBN92Rn7J0aKq6yV9nBjI7iZohv_4lKXDVeQtjnqw10eERjvttaW8ETOC8X4GnOhsYVzPKt5fjLT3ch-flo6E7yrnlNIEj0n7cHKiFYWnoD/s320/~Dustin+a+juggler.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698670039859602" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Juggler in the Macy's Christmas Day Parade, and yes, he rally does know how to juggle. That is his own costume and set of juggling balls.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fA6a2W_WGEqnxTK8zlc-bRp7D5SJLXZvzhDYBOmjrTOY5PB6w8xQpmhMM2KFHHwiNW-wL3e6eBlEaQ7mqvxdsQ2KPcqhaiSg0el6GZB0RzSkd0w6eyaoo9RvKmiFr0uDWnEhFPQIFzBE/s1600-h/~+Dustin+as+Father.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7fA6a2W_WGEqnxTK8zlc-bRp7D5SJLXZvzhDYBOmjrTOY5PB6w8xQpmhMM2KFHHwiNW-wL3e6eBlEaQ7mqvxdsQ2KPcqhaiSg0el6GZB0RzSkd0w6eyaoo9RvKmiFr0uDWnEhFPQIFzBE/s320/~+Dustin+as+Father.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415698668830447314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />As a FatherCathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-28943685551928905932009-12-12T20:51:00.001-08:002009-12-12T20:55:50.941-08:00Snuck this one in on a time warp...<a href="http://chipfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/doors-locked-engine-running.html">Doors locked, Engine Running...</a><br /><br />Yeah, I'm just that good. B-) , hahaCathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-7480166822586469942009-12-10T12:29:00.000-08:002009-12-12T12:31:05.422-08:00Group Date to "Miracle on 34th Street"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJRtZAQLn6gBQn4EreSY3CJfZapxCO03Jylg3JxApr-sQ-OlXxN5CQT6CkU3KzEMbeNipMPxMXUMTJWbg1KdWpYzIjz55lAt0A31eVenX1ZzL_CjTtoDKFHBMcyW1HapXzxLvfPeGXKSv/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJRtZAQLn6gBQn4EreSY3CJfZapxCO03Jylg3JxApr-sQ-OlXxN5CQT6CkU3KzEMbeNipMPxMXUMTJWbg1KdWpYzIjz55lAt0A31eVenX1ZzL_CjTtoDKFHBMcyW1HapXzxLvfPeGXKSv/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414449797495502114" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Dustin and Bryson are both in our city's Christmas production of "Miracle on 34th Street". The evening after Thanksgiving was "Family Night" as well as the final dress rehearsal for the cast. It was especially fun to attend with so many wonderful family members. And the play was delightful!Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-87674481265216924352009-12-09T12:26:00.000-08:002009-12-12T12:28:34.904-08:00Ice on the Bathroom Window<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRGidWlYgAVBdV84ynngNM8R0Egi2SUVE9F1hFYoo6DR2uVBECMf-Ln4K5-WwEF25jImtGClbpyS3bIm5ete80fsQ-WJdhUzbs9Tn5d6Ij9bo9QJKb20iy8AkVpuPfyvh3payTAYhuFeBp/s1600-h/~ice+on+BR+window.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRGidWlYgAVBdV84ynngNM8R0Egi2SUVE9F1hFYoo6DR2uVBECMf-Ln4K5-WwEF25jImtGClbpyS3bIm5ete80fsQ-WJdhUzbs9Tn5d6Ij9bo9QJKb20iy8AkVpuPfyvh3payTAYhuFeBp/s320/~ice+on+BR+window.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414448849524886258" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This is what we found when we woke up this morning. Part of this is because we need new windows, which have been ordered and might be here next week. The other reason there is so much ice is because this is the master bathroom, and we run a vaporizer all night in our bedroom to help my nose from getting too dry.Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-4548442296470875042009-12-08T20:24:00.000-08:002009-12-12T12:28:14.249-08:00A view from our front door this morning...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMM_Ic54KhEAPdXxcFKXocMywKdJNC49oPV7ueJbz92W3XTAHtv4b-W3dQGADYG4q8q7b02BCe4rU-vBuLhTOqfbZLxb5695HOxApURufw7q4nKcfA_meeKEFkycsSt_Azs2KuU9Jo1tpM/s1600-h/IMG_0397a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMM_Ic54KhEAPdXxcFKXocMywKdJNC49oPV7ueJbz92W3XTAHtv4b-W3dQGADYG4q8q7b02BCe4rU-vBuLhTOqfbZLxb5695HOxApURufw7q4nKcfA_meeKEFkycsSt_Azs2KuU9Jo1tpM/s400/IMG_0397a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413091787870274386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />For a contrasting view see <a href="http://chipfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/view-from-our-front-door-this-afternoon.html">A view from our front door this afternoon</a>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-74403189479729868772009-12-05T19:37:00.000-08:002009-12-05T19:42:51.969-08:00Congratulations to Robert on his Externship!<div class="blurbTitle translate"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><center><div style="text-align: left;">Robert Stratford is Cathi's brother-in-law on her dad''s side. He was just awarded this outstanding externship in Hong Kong, a city both he and Lynda love.
<br /> Congratulations!!! We are so excited for you!!!
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<br /></div><a href="http://www.iclrs.org/index.php?page_id=1">Announcing the 2010 ICLRS Student Research Fellows</a></center> </div> <div class="blurbSpacer"> </div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center<span style=">The International Center for Law and Religion Studies announces the Student Research Fellows for 2010,
<br />and the locations of their summer externship assignments.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center<span style="><span style="line-height: 100%; font-variant: small-caps; font-size: 11pt;"><strong> Keith Barlow</strong> – Salt Lake City, Utah
<br /><strong>Heath Becker</strong> – Guatemala City, Guatemala
<br /><strong>Kristina Hardy</strong> – Mexico City, Mexico
<br /><strong>Bryan Holm</strong> – Auckland, New Zealand
<br /><strong>George Monsivais</strong> – Salt Lake City, Utah
<br /><strong>Rebecca Nelson</strong> – Lima, Peru
<br /><strong>Lori Olsen</strong> – Johannesburg, South Africa
<br /><strong>Julie Slater</strong> – Accra, Ghana
<br /><strong>Robert Stratford</strong> – Hong Kong, China
<br /><strong>Jordan Teuscher</strong> – Kiev, Ukraine
<br /><strong>Adam Thompson</strong> – Auckland, New Zealand
<br /><strong>Elizabeth Willian</strong> – Frankfurt, Germany
<br /><strong>M. Preston Gardner</strong> – São Paulo, Brazil
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<br /></span></span>The <a title="Student Research Fellows Program" href="http://www.iclrs.org/index.php?content_id=348&link_id=122&page_id=6" target="_blank">Student Research Fellows Program</a> provides an opportunity for law students to combine an international externship with significant research and writing in the area of freedom of religion or belief. The Center congratulates the outstanding students who have been selected this year and looks forward to the contributions of these fine young scholars to our ongoing work, worldwide and here at the J. Reuben Clark Law School.</span></span></p> Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-65093924873257706852009-12-01T19:05:00.000-08:002009-12-08T20:28:24.554-08:00Chipman Family Newletter and Collage 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAfJ6_MPyoZlrZSy3yKwZPeTtuy5dUNLo3cfEEfjSywn7dyZC1VBTrl7OGSYRomEz5XwVSDOrq_IXeXQNffW5HO3p_qJTKue1pvA7bxQCO1zcIDKBufVA7lOH7W5R_09D4ec3X9UpAAF4F/s1600-h/Family+Photo+snapshot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAfJ6_MPyoZlrZSy3yKwZPeTtuy5dUNLo3cfEEfjSywn7dyZC1VBTrl7OGSYRomEz5XwVSDOrq_IXeXQNffW5HO3p_qJTKue1pvA7bxQCO1zcIDKBufVA7lOH7W5R_09D4ec3X9UpAAF4F/s400/Family+Photo+snapshot.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222125725194898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33hoh9TARiaP20noh2yEsuM1O6i8rc0_If1vF-q2nE-2k1jqUUt4clvJ8mKmn62lUhPHIHPH6ihHiF-7R59ac21doGIxNrsXVZrX8LIgkWUQpRn08vVPJRPv2nAWrd1SzL2JBashH6uSf/s1600-h/2009+Family+Christmas+Collage+2nd+version.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi33hoh9TARiaP20noh2yEsuM1O6i8rc0_If1vF-q2nE-2k1jqUUt4clvJ8mKmn62lUhPHIHPH6ihHiF-7R59ac21doGIxNrsXVZrX8LIgkWUQpRn08vVPJRPv2nAWrd1SzL2JBashH6uSf/s400/2009+Family+Christmas+Collage+2nd+version.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222112094889714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uruN84DCTkw1R3Q_ocxXskEVNRsU_83o308iZGO3M4GHYhuX8U9x6jw1IDYOH6xTnCr9LkYGMY-lY17SnC7thYNSBLmSaWLSm9CtIJyseYmwdDRLZO3OblN43ZlzB_waOSk3A8m9o-gZ/s1600-h/Christmas+Scripture+List+09.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8uruN84DCTkw1R3Q_ocxXskEVNRsU_83o308iZGO3M4GHYhuX8U9x6jw1IDYOH6xTnCr9LkYGMY-lY17SnC7thYNSBLmSaWLSm9CtIJyseYmwdDRLZO3OblN43ZlzB_waOSk3A8m9o-gZ/s400/Christmas+Scripture+List+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411222097871504018" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />December 2009<br />Dear Friends and Family,<br /><br />How grateful we are for this wonderful season of the year. It is a time to reflect on the life and teachings of our Savior, Jesus Christ. It is a time to more fully focus on the many blessings we have been given. And, thankfully, it is a time that creates a desire to reach out and connect with those we love, but may not often see.<br />It’s been a couple of years since we sent out a family newsletter and there have been several changes in our family. We hope you enjoy reading about them.<br />Dustin lives in an apartment in Murray, not far from us. He earned his Associate Degree in General Education in 2007 and plans to return to full-time school in the near future. He works as a trainer and quality assurance staff member for the courier department of IHC. He has organized several social events at work, including softball teams and fantasy sports leagues. He also enjoys reading and playing video games.<br />Christopher married Briana Beatse on December 27, 2008 in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple. “Bri” brings many new talents to our family and we enjoy having her in our family. She will graduate from BYU in December 2010 with a Bachelor’s degree in Theater Arts Education. Christopher plans to graduate from BYU in April 2012 with a Master’s degree in Manufacturing Engineering and Technologies. They enjoy live theater and playing board games.<br />Niki married John Adams on September 12, 2009, also in the Mt. Timpanogos Temple. John also brings new talents and we feel blessed to have him in our family. John and Niki live in Orem and are both working full-time, saving money for school. Niki has completed 1 1/2 of 4 years in her American Sign Language Interpretation and Deaf Studies program and currently works in the bakery department at Utah Valley Regional Medical Center. John works as an assembly technician at Traco Manufacturing. They enjoy walks in the park and cooking together.<br />Bryson, 15, is a sophomore at West Jordan High school and enjoys almost every minute of it. He loves soccer: is the keeper (goalie) on both a community competitive team and his high school team; his favorite professional team is Liverpool (England), followed closely by ReAL Salt Lake. He also loves all things World War II and anything having to do with the Marine Corp. We are grateful for all the help he gives us at home and are especially grateful he is still at home. We are not ready to be empty-nesters!!<br />Cathi is happy to be at home and enjoys spending time with family and friends. Although her health is slowly declining due to side effects of systemic scleroderma, she continues to be as active as possible. She loves to participate in book club; family gatherings; and create picture books and other memories for her children and extended family. The greatest blessings in her life are the gospel; Larry and their 6 children; the many family and friends who provide assistance and bring her joy; and her new support team, Rocky Mountain Hospice. She serves as ward website chairman and ward historian.<br />Larry is THE MAN!!! He is the one who keeps us all going. He is Manager of the Refuse Collection Department of Salt Lake County; does all of the shopping, cooking, cleaning, laundry and redecorating of our home; as well as giving loving, compassionate care to Cathi; and serves as High Priest Group Leader in our ward. When he actually has a few minutes to himself, he enjoys watching movies, hiking to waterfalls and photography.<br />The newest member of our family hasn’t formally arrived yet. Christopher and Bri are expecting their first child, and thus our first grandchild, the middle of May 2010. We’re going to be GRANDPARENTS!!! Of a sweet, precious angel who, even as we write and read this, is in the presence of our Father in Heaven and Savior, Jesus Christ.<br />Which brings us back to the beginning: We stand as witnesses that Our Father in Heaven and His Son, Jesus Christ live. More importantly, we know They Love us – and you. We know this because the Spirit has testified of these realities to us many times.<br />May you feel Their Love and Our Love with you this Christmas season and always. <br />Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-3818654098197915682009-11-28T20:42:00.000-08:002009-12-12T21:01:25.961-08:00Doors locked, engine running....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0MT-YpJF2COD9_Oi2fOwCNgn3U0oowGUDgKvvB2epVa5HTwiVAIk5CcFmdIF0eTSA9ki7XOyZPDcIn0Q0Jbomcg0yrkNrnF50oJkvuZ8ycnVe2DvucgfuW-H0WdGQia5GLbLB-LLvrt/s1600-h/~doors+locked,+car+running+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0MT-YpJF2COD9_Oi2fOwCNgn3U0oowGUDgKvvB2epVa5HTwiVAIk5CcFmdIF0eTSA9ki7XOyZPDcIn0Q0Jbomcg0yrkNrnF50oJkvuZ8ycnVe2DvucgfuW-H0WdGQia5GLbLB-LLvrt/s320/~doors+locked,+car+running+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414581381300696770" border="0" /></a>Family to the rescue!!!<br /><br />N had that split-second-too-late-gut-wrenching feeling when the door clicked shut just as she realized her keys were still in the ignition. J couldn't be contacted by phone, so Dad and brothers worked for 30+ minutes diligently...and won!<br /><br />Brothers and Dads...we love 'em more and more every day!Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-65514652195156516982009-10-25T21:06:00.000-07:002009-12-08T20:46:08.205-08:00A view from our front door this afternoon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2UVZlUa99U-2rnuJcUXVrwE60cDdUdhQWr5HwEbwqIdAprZUJyN75hMSt_hWPhADNmzRjYGAL86pe3yc40Qu5fTjo2wVPxA6XK4XS4hhIdGappY6Dz_xE9XYfyWnbdLz5SJ919SeHXSS/s1600-h/IMG_0219a.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2UVZlUa99U-2rnuJcUXVrwE60cDdUdhQWr5HwEbwqIdAprZUJyN75hMSt_hWPhADNmzRjYGAL86pe3yc40Qu5fTjo2wVPxA6XK4XS4hhIdGappY6Dz_xE9XYfyWnbdLz5SJ919SeHXSS/s400/IMG_0219a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413093140084965026" /></a><br /><br /><br />For a contrasting view see <a href="http://chipfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/view-from-my-front-door-this-morning.html">A view from our from our front door this morning</a>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-47848557089091498282009-09-15T20:51:00.000-07:002009-12-07T21:06:01.945-08:00Celebrating Dad Chipman's birthday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_CGSe-Vt4acu63VHEeTY5eQv7f6xTU0gibBPIoPbqE382jDtpYTRByZrBZGtsXxc3tDLxPPQ3QJAVsO0azEEcr0RF6nCD9wktpEHAmGBm2-mwkSaN42Ro3DzRx8qB6K5nb7lmKc_9mqx/s1600-h/Hal's+bday+dinner.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt_CGSe-Vt4acu63VHEeTY5eQv7f6xTU0gibBPIoPbqE382jDtpYTRByZrBZGtsXxc3tDLxPPQ3QJAVsO0azEEcr0RF6nCD9wktpEHAmGBm2-mwkSaN42Ro3DzRx8qB6K5nb7lmKc_9mqx/s400/Hal's+bday+dinner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412723583094117490" /></a><br /><br /><br />Some of Larry's siblings got together to celebrate Dad Chipman's birthday. Dad's 2nd wife, VK, organized it. She's really wonderful about things like that.<br /><br />On the left are T and KL, and V. KL is Larry's only sister. V is married to Larry's oldest brother, R, who sadly, had to work that night.<br /><br />On the left is VK and Dad, L and I.<br /><br />Not pictures are Larry's younger brothers: DD, who also had to work that night; and DM and B, who live out of state.<br /><br />One interesting note: Dad's 2nd wife, VK, is the mother of T (husband of KL, Larry's only sister). Did you follow that one? So KL's mother-in-law is now also her step-mother. Dad and VK decided that since their own spouses had passed on, they could keep each other company for the duration of earth life. We're glad they have each other.Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-63016244078318943052009-09-13T14:23:00.000-07:002009-09-29T17:11:09.532-07:00John & Niki ~ Together Forever (movie)John's and Niki's wedding day was peaceful, beautiful and fun! Here's a short (10 minute) movie that gives an overview of the major events.<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxJKZJSpChZyf72RZoMZneF5fs8PmCR9XGcuQcjhoyRoYaN7qEKwsDRgyXjxx8vWwbKl7v0bhgEqkBlepeGJg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Cathihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12867272692898678272noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950880055154126556.post-77264647309939002412009-08-30T20:32:00.000-07:002009-09-30T20:44:46.754-07:00Bri's a Star!!! 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Here's a few pictures from one of the nights we attended. Just before this picture was taken, a little girl asked for Bri's autograph. That was fun!! <br />
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</div>This was closing night and Bri had already receieved several bouquets, so instead of flowers, Christopher surprised her with a copy of "Somewhere in Time". <br />
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