tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7042642198396125572024-03-13T19:23:53.732-07:00Hardy Worth Your Time...unless you're a Hardy "constituent"Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-35822393675779020902011-05-20T14:23:00.001-07:002011-05-20T14:23:58.547-07:00davehardy shared an Instagram photo with you <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">davehardy</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/05/20/91e4343ba01843b1bf34bbf4e3af6924_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/EfURA/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"Michael Roe @ Barton Church, May 19, 2011" <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-88178538904049999692011-04-19T20:28:00.001-07:002011-04-19T20:28:27.516-07:00davehardy shared an Instagram photo with you <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">davehardy</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/04/19/aa3fe387359d46bf847ed7ee711db37e_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/DVV37/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"Jocelyn at 12 weeks." <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-72186639708141441182011-04-08T12:06:00.001-07:002011-04-08T12:06:27.128-07:00davehardy shared an Instagram photo with you <div style="padding: 20px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius:5px; width:550; margin:0px auto; font-size:18px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial"> Hi there, <p><span style="font-weight:bold">davehardy</span> just shared an <a style="text-decoration:none; color: #2f79c2" href="http://instagram.com/">Instagram</a> photo with you:</p> <div style='margin:0px auto; width: 480px; text-align:center'> <img style='margin-bottom: 0.4em; box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -webkit-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888; -moz-box-shadow: 0 0 10px #888;' src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/04/08/29781fb5897a4a61a9b78ed6a17b47ec_6.jpg"/><br/><a style="color:#2f79c2; text-decoration:none; font-style:italic; font-size:0.6em" href="http://instagr.am/p/C82Lr/">view full image</a> <p style="font-size:0.8em">"Jocelyn at about 1 month. " <br/></p> </div> Thanks,<br/> The Instagram Team Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-42155776235796221222010-01-02T19:32:00.000-08:002010-01-02T20:00:13.533-08:00How to golf without a clubDean has taken notice over the past year that his Daddy and Papa Ron both like to golf. How does a two-year-old, aspiring golfer practice when he doesn't have clubs? Observe...<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxCW8y7AFIf9SK8OnD27rv9MYlz3fSX9C92IXn3vmmntdJ1GOX0Zojz11pVGBnJOQvg03GgnqIlH57LW6z4Zg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-47961112378690939532009-08-18T11:20:00.000-07:002009-08-18T12:59:50.948-07:00Red PepperDean and I just got in from our very first red pepper off our own plant. He insisted on eating most of it. He is very excited about growing his own food and then eating it, but then again, when in his life has not been excited about food! Enjoy.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyP8EHswlv0-9s6VVIkn7OzPExiRc3J2HH7UOlgiVXD408LrYvcPlG23jiLwdHBJCL36LZGr22WNZELHNQerg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Bekahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18332518289012186628noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-33726865901185923192009-07-12T17:16:00.000-07:002009-07-12T21:27:54.682-07:00Blog "Dump" Time......that is, it's time to dump a bunch of photos on the blog because we're terribly behind. I'm pretty sure we're at the point where people have forgotten we even have a blog, but for the faithful who keep checking back, you've hit pay dirt. Enjoy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyCRvHBrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nWKy3S26f3o/s1600-h/Dean_007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyCRvHBrI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nWKy3S26f3o/s400/Dean_007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790458901104306" border="0" /></a>Dean really enjoys washing the car. His babysitter let him help her wash their car the first time. Let's just say it's a good thing he had a spare change of clothes with him!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyCPDCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/sMYH_ojFyyw/s1600-h/IMG_4747.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyCPDCJ8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/sMYH_ojFyyw/s400/IMG_4747.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790458179364802" border="0" /></a>As a protective measure, we took off his shirt the first time he had berry pie. There's no use making messes you can't clean up, right?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyB2O0CLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OGpEqAxJ6E0/s1600-h/IMG_4755.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyB2O0CLI/AAAAAAAAAdg/OGpEqAxJ6E0/s400/IMG_4755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790451517884594" border="0" /></a>Some things never change. Dean still LOVES reading books. In this photo, his Great Grandma Sarah is reading Aladdin to him.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyBh7TO8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZEbQcnYApug/s1600-h/IMG_4786.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqyBh7TO8I/AAAAAAAAAdY/ZEbQcnYApug/s400/IMG_4786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357790446067334082" border="0" /></a>Doesn't he look cool in Daddy's shades?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/Slqxh81tyQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TGCrtJkHEvA/s1600-h/IMG_4801.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/Slqxh81tyQI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/TGCrtJkHEvA/s400/IMG_4801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789903535851778" border="0" /></a>But not so cool he can't give his Mommy a kiss. What a nice guy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/Slqxh-bCbKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/gPq0zIRl-Ic/s1600-h/IMG_4822.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/Slqxh-bCbKI/AAAAAAAAAdI/gPq0zIRl-Ic/s400/IMG_4822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789903960829090" border="0" /></a>More reading, this time with Grandpa.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhvTi2wI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iUOe1A10APY/s1600-h/IMG_4831.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhvTi2wI/AAAAAAAAAdA/iUOe1A10APY/s400/IMG_4831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789899902868226" border="0" /></a>The first time we took him to the park to go on the swings, he had a really hard time leaving. I almost forgot how much fun swings are.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhQLkPFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/44GIo7H0poM/s1600-h/IMG_4861.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhQLkPFI/AAAAAAAAAc4/44GIo7H0poM/s400/IMG_4861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789891547905106" border="0" /></a>Mommy had to help him go down the big slide. Between you and me, I think she would have slid down by herself...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhCV-2KI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_d3EDP7uxJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4889.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxhCV-2KI/AAAAAAAAAcw/_d3EDP7uxJ8/s400/IMG_4889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789887833495714" border="0" /></a>Dean is fascinated by animals. We bought a membership to the Zoo this year, so it's an easy family outing. (It's also tax deductible, dollar for dollar, so why would we not buy a membership?)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxEgOTxzI/AAAAAAAAAco/L7fLKLHv7yY/s1600-h/IMG_4924.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxEgOTxzI/AAAAAAAAAco/L7fLKLHv7yY/s400/IMG_4924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789397638170418" border="0" /></a>This was a great find. A friend of ours tipped us off that the local community center was trying to offload their kid stuff for free. One of the items was this HUGE castle. Big thanks to Sarah on this one... the thing is several hundred dollars brand new.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxEBGvR_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/cAgIgziBDI4/s1600-h/IMG_4933.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxEBGvR_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/cAgIgziBDI4/s400/IMG_4933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789389284919282" border="0" /></a>A shot from another perspective. Dean asks every day if he can go outside to play on his castle. Great fun!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxD4oRrvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/T_lLdmyljwQ/s1600-h/IMG_4940.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxD4oRrvI/AAAAAAAAAcY/T_lLdmyljwQ/s400/IMG_4940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789387009666802" border="0" /></a>More reading, this time with Mommy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxDfQl5sI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bXxNa974yWw/s1600-h/IMG_5001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxDfQl5sI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/bXxNa974yWw/s400/IMG_5001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789380199442114" border="0" /></a>For 4th of July weekend, we were in Central Oregon, enjoying the warm weather. Dean got his first chance to go swimming, which was a lot of fun for all of us. He was also really excited to try out his Spider Man board shorts.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxDCmluYI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0m7UPsYExfk/s1600-h/IMG_5015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SlqxDCmluYI/AAAAAAAAAcI/0m7UPsYExfk/s400/IMG_5015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357789372507076994" border="0" /></a>The pool had miniature life jackets, so I strapped one on Dean and helped him learn to float on his back. Check out the video!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxPBqLJHQ9KAgdov25oKK1NL4A2RsSCmiOzMDixI1nv-QLlBivYop2zlTIMAi4ly-C8equXH-ECf02tkeZKpQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />He even figured out that he needs to kick (though I simulated the movement so he would get the idea).<br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-71257542671122981662009-04-25T20:22:00.000-07:002009-04-25T21:51:55.884-07:00Dean's Improved Counting Skills (caught on video!)Wow! I was trying to get some footage of Dean "counting," and ended up with this. This is his first time counting from 2 to 10 (I have to start him with 1) all by himself!<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw3y4sMEiBrCcUf_8VTpVQ676d2RE4skvTmMpTHcuhkhrFmWfIPJLZ9HF-L4g0hSQzDqGWzmfLmoymwLkYN_g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />What a smart boy!<br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-82261585692088434142009-04-25T16:42:00.000-07:002009-04-25T17:44:33.312-07:00Trekkie Training (continued)He's made progress...<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzlNt1qQvMHVR5UYI9npSGNNzHqR82F8AlyQqoYKDn3JOF_l72rjjX5d16OiHZF8c8rolvOxWnC9Op-O7go0g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-75772156124187501152009-04-16T13:00:00.000-07:002009-04-16T13:05:54.717-07:00Dino's "New Math"I overheard Dean counting the pieces in one of his puzzles...<br /><br />"Two, eee, foe, fie, sick, nie, TEN! YAAAAY!"Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-73306741299374326702009-04-04T14:49:00.001-07:002009-04-04T15:12:00.244-07:00Spring Break at the Beach: Year TwoIt was our second year spending Spring Break in Seaside with Beka's family (the Thomas side). We had a great time and came back with all kinds of photos. Dean was old enough to enjoy the beach, interaction with his cousins, and plenty of attention from grandparents, aunts, and uncles.<br /><br />Enjoy the photos!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKhQkytI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Wq5KarvpHko/s1600-h/IMG_4257.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKhQkytI/AAAAAAAAAbA/Wq5KarvpHko/s400/IMG_4257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320958060488084178" border="0" /></a>The second day we were there, we went down to the beach after dinner and the weather was wonderful. There was no wind and it was <span style="font-style: italic;">almost</span> warm enough to not wear a coat. Dean and Beka looked especially "cool" in their sunglasses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKqAYAqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gKd4hwMEIR0/s1600-h/IMG_4287.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKqAYAqI/AAAAAAAAAa4/gKd4hwMEIR0/s400/IMG_4287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320958062836056738" border="0" /></a>I think this will replace our current family photo on the blog. What a great shot of Dean smiling!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKYNQJtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZMpieBFQJwE/s1600-h/IMG_4293.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKYNQJtI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZMpieBFQJwE/s400/IMG_4293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320958058058229458" border="0" /></a>The next few photos were some great, "artistic" shots I took while the sun was setting.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKS2uN2I/AAAAAAAAAao/ROg9b3DReVc/s1600-h/IMG_4315.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfXKS2uN2I/AAAAAAAAAao/ROg9b3DReVc/s400/IMG_4315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320958056621553506" border="0" /></a>I especially like this one!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyoyF1-I/AAAAAAAAAag/7eNmll1BI7E/s1600-h/IMG_4321.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyoyF1-I/AAAAAAAAAag/7eNmll1BI7E/s400/IMG_4321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957650190850018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyZTEIHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/80Uq0GMERn4/s1600-h/IMG_4323.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyZTEIHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/80Uq0GMERn4/s400/IMG_4323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957646034182258" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyVj5-hI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nx_pZSkl6Ok/s1600-h/IMG_4336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyVj5-hI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/nx_pZSkl6Ok/s400/IMG_4336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957645031078418" border="0" /></a>Here's Beka and her sisters Jennifer and Christina<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyKfn2qI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aeYBj7ApwSg/s1600-h/IMG_4342.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWyKfn2qI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aeYBj7ApwSg/s400/IMG_4342.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957642060323490" border="0" /></a>Dean and his uncle Greg found a sand dollar further down the beach. At one point, Dean decided he'd see if it was edible. Fortunately, it didn't break.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWx-mYfzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/psXXMQLb-2w/s1600-h/IMG_4349.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWx-mYfzI/AAAAAAAAAaA/psXXMQLb-2w/s400/IMG_4349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957638867451698" border="0" /></a>Dean enjoyed his first experience with wet sand. It was fun to watch him try to figure it out... not so fun to clean up the mess afterward.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNMkQdGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/99aNfWktHGU/s1600-h/IMG_4350.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNMkQdGI/AAAAAAAAAZY/99aNfWktHGU/s400/IMG_4350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957006961472610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNIOcSrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9dEZVDKF6Nw/s1600-h/IMG_4386.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNIOcSrI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9dEZVDKF6Nw/s400/IMG_4386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957005796231858" border="0" /></a>As I mentioned above, Dean enjoyed playing with his cousins. Dean and Joel played with blocks on several occasions, though it took Dean some time to figure out that it wasn't fun for other kids when he knocked down their "towers" (even though it's great fun at home).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNcPymKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/BWJ9DqwepeE/s1600-h/IMG_4391.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNcPymKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/BWJ9DqwepeE/s400/IMG_4391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957011170597026" border="0" /></a>The "family shot" circa 2009<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNXpwQQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/n_AnXLj5NM4/s1600-h/IMG_4399.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNXpwQQI/AAAAAAAAAZw/n_AnXLj5NM4/s400/IMG_4399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957009937318146" border="0" /></a>Ah yes... what fun to have kids gang up on me to try to tickle me (not really). Aliya and Emma did their best to overpower me, and even Dean got in on the action. I'm glad they enjoyed themselves... and no one got hurt.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNqPZaQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UGjZzNcSwO4/s1600-h/IMG_4423.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SdfWNqPZaQI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UGjZzNcSwO4/s400/IMG_4423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320957014927042818" border="0" /></a>Dean spent a lot of time being excited that one of his "papas" were around.<br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-78544054502032241872009-01-05T12:43:00.000-08:002009-01-05T13:03:23.828-08:00Trekkie Training<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyfC6PGFOf4F5KoQlqFerpwS9SzlnYZnpooXzV1QE06pjzHWAyULHr-Cmu7cQMI9e30AcpVFAGoSrQKMph-TA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Need I say more?<br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-53331979979698885722008-12-23T16:26:00.000-08:002008-12-23T16:38:19.168-08:00Arctic Blast - Part 3After the snow stopped around dusk last night, I was struck by how peaceful it was outside and tried to capture it with some long-exposure photographs.<br /><br />This is a neighbor's house (I've always liked that house) taken from our driveway. The blue glow of dusk, combined with the snow is amazing!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCKRTNnCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/58o_Wh679_0/s1600-h/IMG_4084.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCKRTNnCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/58o_Wh679_0/s400/IMG_4084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283146950836591650" border="0" /></a><br />This is our house (Christmas tree through the window), taken from across the street.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCKOHvLzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iAcbNb700rw/s1600-h/IMG_4086.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCKOHvLzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/iAcbNb700rw/s400/IMG_4086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283146949983153970" border="0" /></a><br />The street we live on... by this time, the sky was dark.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCJ9pee0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/nqG786gxnt4/s1600-h/IMG_4092.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVGCJ9pee0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/nqG786gxnt4/s400/IMG_4092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283146945561262914" border="0" /></a><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-86802930479683923632008-12-22T14:10:00.001-08:002008-12-22T14:23:56.727-08:00Arctic Blast - Part 2Here are some new photos from "out Sandy way." All of these were taken from inside through the windows, but they don't look too bad. We have significantly more snow than in the photos from the post from last night (probably about 12 inches more).<br /><br />This photo is of our backyard. As you can see, the arborvitae are seriously leaning under the weight of the ice and snow. I don't look forward to this spring when I have talk to the landlord of that property and try to convince him to trim those... yikes!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQ9OqE37I/AAAAAAAAAY0/8LaT-nGDBCU/s1600-h/IMG_4049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQ9OqE37I/AAAAAAAAAY0/8LaT-nGDBCU/s400/IMG_4049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282741006998233010" border="0" /></a><br />I just cleared that car off yesterday! As you can see, the mailbox pole is slowly being buried, as is the Japanese maple.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQ88eQDBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/IVfDTGFBJ1w/s1600-h/IMG_4061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQ88eQDBI/AAAAAAAAAYs/IVfDTGFBJ1w/s400/IMG_4061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282741002116795410" border="0" /></a><br />The snow on our deck is piling up. We're taking bets new as to whether or not the snow will reach the rail.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQikFwK5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0JujI3JLA5U/s1600-h/IMG_4062.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQikFwK5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/0JujI3JLA5U/s400/IMG_4062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282740548894993298" border="0" /></a><br />The Chinese cherry tree is leaning under the weight of the ice and snow, too.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQiJSAQVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FlhbgKRi43Q/s1600-h/IMG_4067.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQiJSAQVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/FlhbgKRi43Q/s400/IMG_4067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282740541698621778" border="0" /></a><br />With the arborvitae leaning down, we can see chimneys for three houses from our bedroom window now. Those trees in the background are magnificent!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQholTibI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xcyvVuZclLM/s1600-h/IMG_4068.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQholTibI/AAAAAAAAAYU/xcyvVuZclLM/s400/IMG_4068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282740532921207218" border="0" /></a><br />Here's my "artsy" photo... actually, Beka's "artsy" photo. Nicely done, Bek!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQhqaMu5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/CIuT3hNkO1o/s1600-h/IMG_4070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQhqaMu5I/AAAAAAAAAYM/CIuT3hNkO1o/s400/IMG_4070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282740533411494802" border="0" /></a><br />One more photo of the maple in the backyard with ice and snow, and the neighbor's fence in the background.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQhdYqtEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ursVxuwbTDg/s1600-h/IMG_4075.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SVAQhdYqtEI/AAAAAAAAAYE/ursVxuwbTDg/s400/IMG_4075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282740529915409474" border="0" /></a><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-58785322690133059012008-12-21T16:37:00.000-08:002008-12-21T21:41:41.810-08:00Arctic Blast - PhotosAs the snow started to really pile up, we noticed that the lights along our yard were submerged. When we plugged them in, this was the result.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hrOfJjeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/hJGrQ3TnBNw/s1600-h/IMG_4040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hrOfJjeI/AAAAAAAAAX8/hJGrQ3TnBNw/s400/IMG_4040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282407545691540962" border="0" /></a><br />Here's a long exposure shot I took of some lights on a tree in our front yard. I do like the snow!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hqoPyFtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VJhyIoviabE/s1600-h/IMG_4041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hqoPyFtI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VJhyIoviabE/s400/IMG_4041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282407535426541266" border="0" /></a><br />What I don't like is the freezing rain and ice. In an attempt to make sure we don't have a layer of ice on our car too thick to penetrate (in case we are actually be able to get out on Christmas to be with our families), I started it up and chiseled the ice off with a scraper. I had no idea it would be so thick...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hqYy_2QI/AAAAAAAAAXs/MCz3Ihji2wM/s1600-h/IMG_4044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hqYy_2QI/AAAAAAAAAXs/MCz3Ihji2wM/s400/IMG_4044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282407531279276290" border="0" /></a><br />...half an inch thick, to be exact!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hp0mbKLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ytxPqn_R8sI/s1600-h/IMG_4048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SU7hp0mbKLI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ytxPqn_R8sI/s400/IMG_4048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282407521562863794" border="0" /></a><br />Cheers! (and stay warm)Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-31057932529491980212008-12-20T19:18:00.000-08:002008-12-20T23:39:40.361-08:00Some Videos from the Past Few MonthsDean loves rocking chairs. This one is at Grandma's house. It's an antique rocking chair that was given to her by her dear friend, Sal.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx225Twbv-Ma-rVeMFrHB6cXqt8tyTHnbeG9s26GBOaJoGjfONI3oqA5tWYqSKIprrLv4K-m5Tx_QOsL1DohA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />As I mentioned in a prior book, Dean loves his books! He also likes to say "WOW" when he sees things he likes. Combine the two and you get this incredibly cute video.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwS_xWaRC8Yvmw2F41eKe0UftCGt4kOjGGumtVYv4abCYu8QWm5MZux0SSrLDMjKiAJhuTOCzcmDOtvzF2GSA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Dean learned about a month or so ago that he not only has a nose, but knows where to find it!<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzLPvwxXHzq6rvZxh2lrnnTv8iZQXIoM_YtuiuXwUAN1DHj3EAaKYv2BnL_CSkRkbygiSMhZuluEnPAjfP8NQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Dean likes his drum, and recently figured out how it "works." He especially likes drumming along with music (though his rhythm needs work yet). How appropriate that we'd have a "little drummer boy" emerge around Christmas time...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyCj4Z5bW_zDRSLxskwC_2bm2Jm6r5xateno_CNxyHwca8dbpK6gwT8mMuYgLPPzUzva7nBP-wFuV7AQttx7A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />This is a common occurence around our house. Dean will often approach us with a book in his hand, eager for us to read to him.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx6z2TxbTI0HP-ld-hhnLk56JmqRQBbGPCaFryniYKOFpMHnA_p7_mQi-a1M9sJxag0FbY4KSQtbBCsVtLuAA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />It sounds like he's saying "no," but he's really saying "snow." He's been very excited about the winter weather we've had lately.<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzdYCHZ1hnODHRCwLvev9UR5_YnwfmWwwygh49sepEiPim_ucRBngzn_9vzCaRURbGeCJKXfDkcV4ZW5Lcq8Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-89419558129667524102008-12-18T16:21:00.000-08:002008-12-18T16:35:14.604-08:00Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!Beka and I have enjoyed several "snow days" off from work this week, today being the first with a substantial amount of snow. Dean has been very excited about it, and enthusiastically says "SNOW!" when he sees it falling outside (Beka taught him that this morning). Enjoy the photos!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqtG1R-nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cy8aL0GcN30/s1600-h/IMG_3890.jpg"> </a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqtG1R-nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cy8aL0GcN30/s1600-h/IMG_3890.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqtG1R-nI/AAAAAAAAAWs/cy8aL0GcN30/s400/IMG_3890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291573694429810" border="0" /></a>From earlier today when it was snowing hard.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqsxoOw5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/3NcXGNETY1M/s1600-h/IMG_3911.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqsxoOw5I/AAAAAAAAAWk/3NcXGNETY1M/s400/IMG_3911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291568002548626" border="0" /></a>Preparing for a trek in the snow...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqs9mKR4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cGSyiZkRwHo/s1600-h/IMG_3917.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqs9mKR4I/AAAAAAAAAWc/cGSyiZkRwHo/s400/IMG_3917.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291571215091586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqsbXohPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yzXwgKxGKV8/s1600-h/IMG_3919.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqsbXohPI/AAAAAAAAAWU/yzXwgKxGKV8/s400/IMG_3919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291562027353330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqTZMOBRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CvJMGYbMBL8/s1600-h/IMG_3920.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqTZMOBRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/CvJMGYbMBL8/s400/IMG_3920.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291131945878802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqTaY1AqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-vQlXcLvAHg/s1600-h/IMG_3923.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqTaY1AqI/AAAAAAAAAWE/-vQlXcLvAHg/s400/IMG_3923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291132267201186" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSqBTRQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zjl_kAAIKjI/s1600-h/IMG_3935.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSqBTRQI/AAAAAAAAAV8/zjl_kAAIKjI/s400/IMG_3935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291119283619074" border="0" /></a>Beka let Dean eat some snow, but he wasn't quite sure about it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSevdFDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nZ08V_AgOc8/s1600-h/IMG_3936.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSevdFDI/AAAAAAAAAV0/nZ08V_AgOc8/s400/IMG_3936.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291116255974450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSIfYysI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HYQ0jnpKEcA/s1600-h/IMG_3939.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrqSIfYysI/AAAAAAAAAVs/HYQ0jnpKEcA/s400/IMG_3939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281291110283004610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9r78zGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TIf--Dtoqww/s1600-h/IMG_3942.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9r78zGI/AAAAAAAAAVk/TIf--Dtoqww/s400/IMG_3942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281290759020792930" border="0" /></a>Afterward, he gave mommy a nice, cold kiss.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9W35DEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/I6H9Vrgff9M/s1600-h/IMG_3945.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9W35DEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/I6H9Vrgff9M/s400/IMG_3945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281290753366625346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9LMn6eI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BM0TK7l9eHY/s1600-h/IMG_3949.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp9LMn6eI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BM0TK7l9eHY/s400/IMG_3949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281290750232357346" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp83MKMTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fZSWEMC1na4/s1600-h/IMG_3950.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp83MKMTI/AAAAAAAAAVM/fZSWEMC1na4/s400/IMG_3950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281290744861700402" border="0" /></a>Playing in the snow is a family affair!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp8jcH6pI/AAAAAAAAAVE/l7eJakCdHCM/s1600-h/IMG_3955.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrp8jcH6pI/AAAAAAAAAVE/l7eJakCdHCM/s400/IMG_3955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281290739559950994" border="0" /></a>After we came inside, I let Dean wear my gloves to keep his hands warm. What huge hands!<br /><br /><br />Merry Christmas...<br />...and Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-40858483488457286122008-12-18T14:11:00.000-08:002008-12-18T15:18:53.538-08:00Thanksgiving and the Beginning of the Christmas SeasonWe spent Thanksgiving in Central Oregon again this year with Beka's dad, and had a great time relaxing, watching football, and eating lots of good food.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMl0cg4AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5OWN86opAq4/s1600-h/IMG_3748.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMl0cg4AI/AAAAAAAAAU8/5OWN86opAq4/s400/IMG_3748.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281258463150792706" border="0"></a>We also visited Sun River to see the gingerbread houses on display for a competition they hold every year. It was fun to see Sun River again this year as they do a great job decorating for Christmas. When we used to stay in Sun River, it was often the first real taste of the coming holiday season, which is always a welcome sight... this is easily my favorite time of year.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMl0ckN1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/SY2e8_nrcH0/s1600-h/IMG_3761.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMl0ckN1I/AAAAAAAAAU0/SY2e8_nrcH0/s400/IMG_3761.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281258463151011666" border="0"></a>Dean really enjoyed spending time with his Grandpa Ron. He calls him "umpa" which is very entertaining to hear.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMlZII8LI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gtXbIQJ7JKo/s1600-h/IMG_3776.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMlZII8LI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gtXbIQJ7JKo/s400/IMG_3776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281258455817580722" border="0"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMlGQXOpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/K7_HhYqE0Zk/s1600-h/IMG_3777.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMlGQXOpI/AAAAAAAAAUk/K7_HhYqE0Zk/s400/IMG_3777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281258450751797906" border="0"></a>We also visited the High Desert Museum. They have an area that's made to look like a pioneer settlement, complete with saw mill, people in costume, and animals. As many of you know, Dean loves to tell people what various animals say, including chickens. When he saw his first real, live chicken, he was enthralled! He got especially excited when he heard them "talking," so he spent the rest of the time making chicken noises. What fun!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMk0EURCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/F254QJL1ChA/s1600-h/IMG_3782.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrMk0EURCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/F254QJL1ChA/s400/IMG_3782.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281258445869433890" border="0"></a>I thought this was a pretty good photograph... a profile of three generations.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLLGaERGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kLX901JS9eU/s1600-h/IMG_3790.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLLGaERGI/AAAAAAAAAUE/kLX901JS9eU/s400/IMG_3790.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281256904604271714" border="0"></a>Dean also loves reading books, even more than he likes to play with toys, if you can believe that. He likes to read them by himself, but if your lap is empty, he prefers someone else to read to him. Who wouldn't?!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLLm6i1pI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XsVpFWnxmwU/s1600-h/IMG_3792.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLLm6i1pI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XsVpFWnxmwU/s400/IMG_3792.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281256913330427538" border="0"></a>A week or so after we got back from Thanksgiving break, the three of us went to get our Christmas tree. It was a great day for it with no rain at all (which we were afraid we would have to contend with). We picked the shortest tree we've had for the past four years, and it looks really nice in the house. The front room doesn't look as cramped as years past, and it was A LOT easier to put up.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLL1jQj8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/YNcRH5hjKgM/s1600-h/IMG_3850.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SUrLL1jQj8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/YNcRH5hjKgM/s400/IMG_3850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281256917259292610" border="0"></a>Dean loves the Christmas tree! Whenever he sees it with the lights on, he says, "WOW!" We wonder if he thinks Christmas trees are called "wows" since he says it for every Christmas tree he sees now. He's such a cute little boy.<br /><br />We hope your Christmas season is happy and filled with the love God showed us when He sent His son on that very first Christmas night!<br /><br />From the Hardy family, Merry Christmas!<br />Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-19620426227234365672008-11-11T14:04:00.000-08:002008-11-11T14:39:45.451-08:00Happy HalloweenHalloween was a lot of fun with Dean this year. He wasn't old enough to go trick-or-treating, but he did enjoy the pumpkins. A few days before Halloween, we went to the pumpkin patch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCThis9fI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JiSo4jqwmHY/s1600-h/IMG_3602.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCThis9fI/AAAAAAAAAT0/JiSo4jqwmHY/s400/IMG_3602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525248607909362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCp0WFAFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QzF5WSCl-T4/s1600-h/IMG_3601.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCp0WFAFI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QzF5WSCl-T4/s400/IMG_3601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525631612354642" border="0" /></a>Dean was fascinated by all of the pumpkins, so we followed him as he wandered through the patch in wide-eyed amazement.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCTKIWurI/AAAAAAAAATs/tG3fAZgFd58/s1600-h/IMG_3605.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCTKIWurI/AAAAAAAAATs/tG3fAZgFd58/s400/IMG_3605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525242323385010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCS_62qeI/AAAAAAAAATk/dn2doSM0YBE/s1600-h/IMG_3610.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCS_62qeI/AAAAAAAAATk/dn2doSM0YBE/s400/IMG_3610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525239582403042" border="0" /></a>At one point, he sat down right in the middle of four large pumpkins and had a hard time getting out. With his orange shirt on, he looked like he fit right in!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCSnmDOTI/AAAAAAAAATc/yHJ4u1suIdI/s1600-h/IMG_3616.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCSnmDOTI/AAAAAAAAATc/yHJ4u1suIdI/s400/IMG_3616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525233052694834" border="0" /></a>Once we found the right pumpkins, we loaded them into a wheelbarrow, along with Dean, and looked around the place. Liepold Farms does a great job with their harvest-time festivities.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCSOx4g_I/AAAAAAAAATU/Zz6biEiol08/s1600-h/IMG_3631.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoCSOx4g_I/AAAAAAAAATU/Zz6biEiol08/s400/IMG_3631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267525226391438322" border="0" /></a>Dean really enjoyed riding around with the pumpkins in the wheelbarrow...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB6D9d6iI/AAAAAAAAATM/qyqBFySvJHw/s1600-h/IMG_3642.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB6D9d6iI/AAAAAAAAATM/qyqBFySvJHw/s400/IMG_3642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267524811170376226" border="0" /></a>...and he really enjoyed his own miniature pumpkin, too.<br /><br />We thought about getting Dean a Yoda costume for Halloween, but he got a Superman outfit for his birthday, complete with cape. He looked really cute in it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB55IwQBI/AAAAAAAAATE/E7hfjQfNEqs/s1600-h/IMG_3648.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB55IwQBI/AAAAAAAAATE/E7hfjQfNEqs/s400/IMG_3648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267524808264925202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB5beIL3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/l2rqTlbQbI0/s1600-h/IMG_3651.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB5beIL3I/AAAAAAAAAS8/l2rqTlbQbI0/s400/IMG_3651.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267524800301510514" border="0" /></a>Maybe we'll get the Yoda costume next year.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB41O24bI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eYMqiN-fHBk/s1600-h/IMG_3670.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB41O24bI/AAAAAAAAAS0/eYMqiN-fHBk/s400/IMG_3670.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267524790036914610" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Halloween! (a week or so late)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB3tCF-6I/AAAAAAAAASs/kn6-0u0nWcM/s1600-h/IMG_3672.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRoB3tCF-6I/AAAAAAAAASs/kn6-0u0nWcM/s400/IMG_3672.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267524770656025506" border="0" /></a><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-67912063068331031952008-11-10T13:51:00.001-08:002008-11-10T15:40:12.804-08:00The birthday partyI know, this post is a month (or more) overdue, but better late than never, right?<br /><br />Dean's first birthday was a lot of fun in spite of the fact that Beka and I both woke up sick with terrible colds. We were able to push through the day, however, and still throw Dean a fun party with almost all our family and friends. Enjoy the photos!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitONEDqDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/iA-SgJKeJpM/s1600-h/IMG_3473.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitONEDqDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/iA-SgJKeJpM/s400/IMG_3473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267150223746246706" border="0" /></a>On the morning of Dean's birthday, we let him open up a present from Dr. Kutz and Laurie as a practice run. They gave him a copy of his favorite book, The Very Hungry Caterpillar. He did a pretty good job ripping through the paper.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitOpW0KbI/AAAAAAAAARE/UdpjiNjWP9I/s1600-h/IMG_3484.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitOpW0KbI/AAAAAAAAARE/UdpjiNjWP9I/s400/IMG_3484.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267150231341115826" border="0" /></a>Once we arrived at Connie's house, Dean showed off by sitting in Grandma's little rocking chair (which he refused to do on previous occasions). He even got the rocking motion down pretty well.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyCb_JyG_Y2SX2d2I2_q3e6rQl_QZDQGyCQCpaZOGEV2CgDu8XUR6Ng_TT26W9QT488tmvhhhz_AV2BXyUEEQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitPOtCVSI/AAAAAAAAARM/s_2XsMXnOIg/s1600-h/IMG_3500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitPOtCVSI/AAAAAAAAARM/s_2XsMXnOIg/s400/IMG_3500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267150241366431010" border="0" /></a>When it was time for presents, Dean was a little more reserved than the practice run we'd had with him that morning. Fortunately, he had help and managed to unearth all of his gifts from their wrappings. Everyone was very generous! Dean enjoys his new toys, books, and clothes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitPUGD0oI/AAAAAAAAARU/VH4MOhiu-ik/s1600-h/IMG_3514.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitPUGD0oI/AAAAAAAAARU/VH4MOhiu-ik/s400/IMG_3514.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267150242813563522" border="0" /></a>When it was time for cake, we stripped him down into just a white onesie, figuring any nice clothes would get ruined pretty quickly.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitRRRcHUI/AAAAAAAAARc/_xT61pAk4Xg/s1600-h/IMG_3518.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRitRRRcHUI/AAAAAAAAARc/_xT61pAk4Xg/s400/IMG_3518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267150276415724866" border="0" /></a>Because he loves food so much, we figured he'd tear right into the cupcake, but he was pretty hesitant to even touch it with his hands. He started at it for a bit, and even tried to bend over and eat it with just his mouth (which wasn't very successful).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRivrMdeo2I/AAAAAAAAASE/6xF53Opc5MU/s1600-h/IMG_3530.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRivrMdeo2I/AAAAAAAAASE/6xF53Opc5MU/s400/IMG_3530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267152920823898978" border="0" /></a>Finally,Grandpa Ron come over and helped him get started.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRivrMdeo2I/AAAAAAAAASE/6xF53Opc5MU/s1600-h/IMG_3530.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRiu2AmntXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1JQ7q1QwfTs/s1600-h/IMG_3549.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRiu2AmntXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1JQ7q1QwfTs/s400/IMG_3549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267152007107949938" border="0" /></a>Once he got the idea, he had no problem enjoying chocolate for the first time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRiu2fuyg4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/N6TG7YoMkGc/s1600-h/IMG_3561.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SRiu2fuyg4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/N6TG7YoMkGc/s400/IMG_3561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267152015463711618" border="0" /></a>Once he was about done, he was very thirsty. Grandpa gave him a drink, which he accepted enthusiastically.Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-68715031652995704952008-09-25T14:23:00.000-07:002008-09-26T16:44:18.879-07:00Happy Birthday Dean!Dean turned 1 year old yesterday and, as many of you know, he's happier than ever. Over the past month, the smiley little guy has gone from taking a couple steps here and there to walking almost everywhere he goes! See what I mean...<br /><br />on 9/2<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzn52ba9tWovRWpzpCpg0LA6JFUBbxjP52N9z47a7HASFNAgj-4FKjQpvP0SlRNDysm1_Lx0Su3K_KrBDdUGg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />on 9/25<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwsWJmf-74oyu66BphFAGg0na9HbymhbwbbHWHCdZmBnAofzFwlGuxjc6Pla--Glz36D7TiyXa61jMmoZVJjw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />It's amazing how quickly this past year has gone for us. In spite of the obvious frustrations that happen, Dean has been a true blessing and we thank God for him every day.<br /><br />Happy Birthday Dean! Mommy and Daddy love you more than you know.<br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-51102990146950522222008-09-01T11:59:00.001-07:002008-09-02T10:38:21.656-07:00Summer Fun with Family and Friends<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8X8jn_4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/UTFRLCrjt0I/s1600-h/IMG_3146.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8X8jn_4I/AAAAAAAAAGs/UTFRLCrjt0I/s320/IMG_3146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130448442621826" border="0" /></a><br />Evidence of a mild summer. This picture was taken on the last day of July and Dean needed a coat and hat for our walk that day.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8X32gBLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ctvpMNGOvN8/s1600-h/IMG_3167.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8X32gBLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ctvpMNGOvN8/s320/IMG_3167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130447179613362" border="0" /></a><br />Here Dean is showing off his only two teeth. The only way I can get him to open his mouth wide enough to see them is by offering food.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8XxY_IuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OfDe6EzEnLg/s1600-h/IMG_3175.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8XxY_IuI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OfDe6EzEnLg/s320/IMG_3175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130445445210850" border="0" /></a><br />One day while working in the kitchen I had forgotten to close the gate. I heard it close only to find Dean had gone on the other side and closed it himself, as if to keep me out! This little boy knows how to get into mischief.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8EvRgXcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1L0EDEhbuzA/s1600-h/IMG_3128.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8EvRgXcI/AAAAAAAAAGE/1L0EDEhbuzA/s320/IMG_3128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130118459448770" border="0" /></a><br />No, this is not one of Dave's weird doubling photos; this is Dean with his cousin Desmond. We were amazed to see how similar they look, especially around the eyes.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8Etoq_ZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/d4wmtrne0hQ/s1600-h/IMG_3129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8Etoq_ZI/AAAAAAAAAGM/d4wmtrne0hQ/s320/IMG_3129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130118019743122" border="0" /></a><br />Desmond chewing on a washcloth between bites.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8EwAXuDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pkoMsIvg4kw/s1600-h/IMG_3138.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8EwAXuDI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pkoMsIvg4kw/s320/IMG_3138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130118656014386" border="0" /></a><br />Dean and Desmond playing in the rainforest jungle.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8E7Fb_UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JIyFFnnmVx0/s1600-h/IMG_3142.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8E7Fb_UI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JIyFFnnmVx0/s320/IMG_3142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130121630055746" border="0" /></a><br />This is our friend Reese with Dean playing with the magnets on the fridge.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8FH2F5EI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MUSSFb34ExQ/s1600-h/IMG_3194.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SLw8FH2F5EI/AAAAAAAAAGk/MUSSFb34ExQ/s320/IMG_3194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241130125055353922" border="0" /></a><br />A few weeks ago was the Multnomah company picnic and Dave's boss's son, Aidan decided to spend part of the day touring the zoo with us. Here he is feeding the lorakeets some juice. We had a very fun day.<br /><br /><br />Below are some pictures of Dean's first swimming adventure. Dean also took his first solo steps that afternoon and although he's not completely walking on his own yet, he has taken steps a few other times. It won't be long now before he is walking and climbing into literally everything.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136IK0tfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OqzU4IGRPzs/s1600-h/IMG_3197.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136IK0tfI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OqzU4IGRPzs/s320/IMG_3197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241477381838124530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136SrBl0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nXpewrwi6KM/s1600-h/IMG_3216.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136SrBl0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/nXpewrwi6KM/s320/IMG_3216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241477384657540930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136g3dSRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4GCVaciEXTI/s1600-h/IMG_3221.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136g3dSRI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4GCVaciEXTI/s320/IMG_3221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241477388467783954" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136m_1R1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/yCp-dHMSg8s/s1600-h/IMG_3227.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SL136m_1R1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/yCp-dHMSg8s/s320/IMG_3227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241477390113523538" border="0" /></a><br />That's all for now. Stay tuned for more exciting news in Dean's world. I will continue to try to post at least once a month, but I do go back to work half time this week.<br /><br /></div>Bekahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18332518289012186628noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-91560575146106093412008-08-18T10:11:00.000-07:002008-08-18T14:31:12.957-07:00Dean's SkillsWe're long overdue for a new post, so here it is. We hope to have some photos up soon, but until then, here are some videos we took of Dean. He is quite active and continues to learn new things all the time.<br /><br />Here's Dean dancing to some <a href="http://www.michaelroe.com/">Mike Roe</a> music (of the <a href="http://www.77s.com/">77s</a>)...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwQUfpchrm8YwaIkV8eqklrPQBfsCu4bYVEXfC4_xGZsIET8NcfxOn21nwqTVIUiRdoFVZ8pHObf_fjZNFbCQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />...giving his Mommy a kiss...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxDPM8eMyRzHIfmmJjEo4UC64nossnM4qoYAnyyMu2cbVJneRRw68-7_SbmX1wLwTy-lYIjCBqzI5C-d_XX1w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />...clapping and giving "fives".<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwzK4fVg-HgAD_xMESZYC2iLJoKMR8AFx-HdcZ6rvX8URQrSeZXlwto1p0ENpDPyj-n6qe89IT-hwjGEshWGQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />He also waves hello and goodbye to people, uses sign language to say "more" when he wants more food, and can tell us what a cow, chicken, and tiger say. He's an impressive little guy!<br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-17364307316920197192008-07-06T10:32:00.000-07:002008-07-06T11:00:58.980-07:00Good Times with Dean and Daddy (as chronicled by Mommy)Beka is out of town this week for training in AVID (a specialized program she is teaching at school next year). That being the case, Dean and I are on our own! Needless to say, I will have my hands full, but two of Dean's grandmas will help take care of him while I'm at work. They're both looking forward to spending some extra time with Dean, I'm sure.<br /><br />Here are some photos of Dean and I, taken by Beka over the past couple weeks. As you can see, he continues to grow and learn new things. It has been a true joy to help him along!<br /><br />Beka, if you get a chance to check the blog while you're away, enjoy the photos. We love you very much!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECmMU4LzI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rhz2aGP5HSk/s1600-h/IMG_2883.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECmMU4LzI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rhz2aGP5HSk/s400/IMG_2883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956298266193714" border="0" /></a>I had to include this one, even though it doesn't really fit the "Dean and Daddy" theme. Gotta love that smile!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECmPham8I/AAAAAAAAALk/oXgFSLtmgG4/s1600-h/IMG_2895.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECmPham8I/AAAAAAAAALk/oXgFSLtmgG4/s400/IMG_2895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956299124087746" border="0" /></a>One day this past month, I realized that Dean and I both had "star" shirts on. Beka HAD to get a picture of that.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoLZMqeI/AAAAAAAAALs/wrK0uwXhozk/s1600-h/IMG_2911.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoLZMqeI/AAAAAAAAALs/wrK0uwXhozk/s400/IMG_2911.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956332375615970" border="0" /></a>We love to tickle Dean. Whether or not he likes it... well, who knows. Come to think of it, does ANYONE like being tickled? I mean, sure, it causes laughter, but I don't know if that really means you're having fun. Anyway...<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoe-_50I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Htji3QhV62Y/s1600-h/IMG_2941.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoe-_50I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Htji3QhV62Y/s400/IMG_2941.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956337634436930" border="0" /></a>Shortly after we had some landscaping done in our yard (please notice the lack of weeds and shrubbery in the background), I decided to try giving Dean a ride on my shoulders. He absolutely loved it, though he had a grip on my hair much of the time.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoeQ86iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/--wOoa9Vkhw/s1600-h/IMG_2944.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECoeQ86iI/AAAAAAAAAL8/--wOoa9Vkhw/s400/IMG_2944.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956337441303074" border="0" /></a>Beka did some garage-saling a few weeks ago and found this little play yard for Dean. He isn't climbing or walking enough to play on it on his own, but he is thrilled when we help him slide.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECxqGPdAI/AAAAAAAAAME/4OnNmyq_j7c/s1600-h/IMG_2972.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECxqGPdAI/AAAAAAAAAME/4OnNmyq_j7c/s400/IMG_2972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956495236428802" border="0" /></a>This is Dean is his cool, new "surfer" jammies (notice the shark, palm trees, and setting sun)<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECxzspZ8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/-1wVny0Whlw/s1600-h/IMG_2983.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_TMJQiz51Tmw/SHECxzspZ8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/-1wVny0Whlw/s400/IMG_2983.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219956497813432258" border="0" /></a>"Look, no hands!"<br />That's right, Dean is doing a great job learning to stand on his own. He can usually last about 10-15 seconds, though Grandpa John got him to stand for almost 30!<br /></div><br /><br /><br />Cheers!Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01742049276681039367noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-78506176900011029332008-06-03T09:55:00.000-07:002008-06-05T08:14:29.344-07:00Visit with Aunties and Grandpa<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0eBv_UHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/H-11eLDhUUw/s1600-h/IMG_2809.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0eBv_UHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/H-11eLDhUUw/s320/IMG_2809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208118815803527282" border="0" /></a><br />Dean is now officially on the move! He started really crawling this last week or so and there is no stopping him. Notice the mischievous glint in his eye, like a cat on prowl.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0eqpqwyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/turpmrnbVcc/s1600-h/IMG_2814.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0eqpqwyI/AAAAAAAAAFE/turpmrnbVcc/s320/IMG_2814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208118826782868258" border="0" /></a><br />Auntie Em is always so excited to see Dean. They had a great time together.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0evk0YrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jLE6n6yGA_M/s1600-h/IMG_2825.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0evk0YrI/AAAAAAAAAFM/jLE6n6yGA_M/s320/IMG_2825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208118828104704690" border="0" /></a><br />Aunt Rachel took a stab at feeding Dean on this visit. I thought this picture was quite cute, since they are making the same face. I noticed that in all the pictures I have of Dean and Rachel, they are making the same face every time. I wonder... who is copying whom?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0e1nBkhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aqdgY8IMsHY/s1600-h/IMG_2840.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0e1nBkhI/AAAAAAAAAFU/aqdgY8IMsHY/s320/IMG_2840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208118829724570130" border="0" /></a><br />Grandpa Ron decided it was time for Dean to try a fortune cookie, after he taunted him with it for quite some time. Notice the video below. It was pretty hilarious!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0fPSJGuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Tl9W35r-1mI/s1600-h/IMG_2851.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SEb0fPSJGuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Tl9W35r-1mI/s320/IMG_2851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208118836616305378" border="0" /></a><br />This was a very sweet photo Dave took of Dean and I the other morning. Dean usually has his morning bottle and snuggles with me in bed in the morning. This particular day I guess we were both still tired. Dave worked his Photoshop magic so I look a little better in the morning! Pretty cool effects Dave. Thanks for protecting my vanity.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwpUEnHTJa9a0j2tOTvk3fikaJyTOZr3072Hg7cKo4vO2n9_WehgswXmYZFvxXtPrfV8IFsjKNkuNJXo5X_6Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Aunt Rachel feeding Dean<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dytwZRFEiW6D6gQEd1lmy2xVJ2QQEv8yELbmNyDW0HwZsoXWkFm7pyAlihqQrLL40h3MSHWhSgYkFEejrQo5A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Grandpa Ron taunting Dean with a fortune cookie.<br /><br />Enjoy the new pictures and videos!<br /></div>Bekahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18332518289012186628noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-704264219839612557.post-82325503968008822052008-05-23T18:19:00.000-07:002008-05-26T20:12:34.761-07:00It's been far too long...It's been awhile since I've posted any pictures, so I thought I'd better get on it. I should have Mother's Day pictures on here, but I didn't really take many pictures that day. Sorry. My first mother's day was wonderful. Dave and Dean really spoiled me and I was able to spend the day with all of Dave's family, since my mom was out of town. We had a great time. Enjoy the pictures.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtoo-vzUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YM_LhL4G7Ns/s1600-h/DeanReese.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtoo-vzUI/AAAAAAAAAEU/YM_LhL4G7Ns/s320/DeanReese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748439412690242" border="0" /></a><br />Dean and Reese (Wade and Sarah's daughter) This was taken the day that Reese's new sister Eileen was born, but of course, I don't have any pictures of Eily. Maybe I'll get a picture of all three of them soon.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdto4-vzVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2GMZir25KMU/s1600-h/IMG_2783.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdto4-vzVI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2GMZir25KMU/s320/IMG_2783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748443707657554" border="0" /></a><br />Dave decided this toy looked best on Dean's head, giving him the title, King Dean.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpI-vzWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/k2WUeaZhWfQ/s1600-h/IMG_2786.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpI-vzWI/AAAAAAAAAEk/k2WUeaZhWfQ/s320/IMG_2786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748448002624866" border="0" /></a><br />Dean's first picture with Grandpa Hardy<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpI-vzXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/21DBQuMLu7Y/s1600-h/IMG_2788.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpI-vzXI/AAAAAAAAAEs/21DBQuMLu7Y/s320/IMG_2788.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748448002624882" border="0" /></a><br />I just thought the hat looked too cute to not take a picture.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpY-vzYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KOI-jupKy44/s1600-h/IMG_2802.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oJAlSi6A4g4/SDdtpY-vzYI/AAAAAAAAAE0/KOI-jupKy44/s320/IMG_2802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748452297592194" border="0" /></a><br />Here we have "farmer Dean" in his overall shorts and no shirt. This was taken out on our front lawn on one of those 90 degree days we had last week. Dean likes to be outside. There's always new things to see.<br /><br /><br />Okay, now for the video that I tried to post last time...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyaJO6j49kXnUI-UUSjEu72ijxx8de_K-fvHyYPMmFunZX3sWxG25CBKjAzbnhNhP0V_E3YhbL1sIO69xM12g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />Dean's New Tub - He loves having extra bath water around him to splash around in.<br /><br /></div>Bekahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18332518289012186628noreply@blogger.com0