tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67288356261846945862024-03-12T16:26:53.635-07:00~ The High Family ~The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.comBlogger254125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-32589565378961706012012-05-01T05:17:00.001-07:002012-05-01T05:17:26.406-07:00he said....she said<br />
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He said, "are you sure?"<br />
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She said, "YES!"<br />
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She said, "OH MY GOSH!"...and cried.<br />
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He said nothing....and smiled.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="border: 0px currentColor !important;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-5101061473044776972011-08-08T14:35:00.000-07:002011-08-08T14:35:23.469-07:00Beach BabiesSweet siblings sitting on a sunny, sandy shore...<br />
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... suddenly sabotaged by a swift salty splash!<br />
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BTW-- I won't be winning Mother of the Year this year because I kept snapping photos instead of saving my child right away.<br />
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{COMING SOON- more pictures from our first family beach vacation!}<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-28597818411133869582011-07-19T19:59:00.000-07:002011-07-19T19:59:27.857-07:00Dear Blog Readers....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Guess who turned <span style="font-size: large;">THREE</span>?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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...and so did our little family blog (back in March). I guess this is the part of the post where I apologize for being MIA for the past... ummmm... year or so. My excuse? I don't have one. {gasp} <br />
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But I do miss blogging and will be once again adding our many adventures to this little corner of the internet. I ask for patience as I try to back-blog as much as I can. It may take the rest of 2011 to catch up but I am determined! Stay tuned...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> <a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-34056125675252216112011-05-22T12:11:00.000-07:002011-07-20T20:17:29.875-07:00Ryan's Pre-K Graduation<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>'Kid, you'll move mountains!<br />
So be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or </em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Bray or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O'Shea, </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>you're off to Great Places! </em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Today is your day! </em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>Your mountain is waiting. So get on your way!'</em></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>~ </em><em><strong>"Oh! The Places You'll Go" by Dr. Seuss</strong></em></span></div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just received his Pre-K diploma!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Genesis Preschool</td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We decided to surprise Ryan with his first "big boy" bike for doing such a great job in Pre-K. He told Chris (months prior to graduation) that he wanted a green bike. This made choosing one easy because the store only had two green bikes. Ryan was very surprised when he walked through the door and saw the bike! He also was really sweet and took the time to read the card and thank us before hopping on the bike to test it out. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The GREEN bike!</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I created a montage of the videos we took during Ryan's graduation ceremony. I love that we have this memory recorded so we can look back on it when he graduates Kindergarten, HS, College...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ok. I will stop before the water works start up again! ENJOY.</div><br />
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<div style="font: 12px/20px verdana,arial,sans-serif; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 15px; text-align: center; width: 408px;"></div></div><div>My random thoughts on the video clips:</div><ul><li>Can you believe the Mom who left her child sitting in the middle of the aisle...really?! (rude)</li>
<li>Sorry the picture is very "bouncy". I should have used a tripod and it was hard to stay still when "wiggle worm" Kara was next to me.</li>
<li>I laugh every time I watch Ryan run down the aisle with the tassel attached to his forehead.</li>
<li>I also chuckle watching him turn around to see his teachers during the songs. (crossing our fingers he becomes more focused in Kindergarten)</li>
<li>I wish I had taped him getting his diploma longer but at that point I had a camera in one hand taking pictures and a second camera in my other hand taping. Sadly, I accidentally hit stop on the camera taping thinking I was taking a picture. </li>
<li>I still can't believe my little boy will be starting Kindergarten soon!!!!!!!!!!</li>
</ul><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-39343988872378663142011-01-31T20:46:00.000-08:002011-01-31T20:46:31.471-08:00The Princess and her Cowboy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpYXLe-J5WIoxeAUVHYigz-gQeIFmhkuaAT_7YN0H92qVqD-miaMqYKBuh1oDf3oTcZp3UBRZQ5736rNlZE60XYCVuID4IX39OP9KSvBhC5mEyzD_O38WX4GRRFyzOa6umL5e08lCemc5/s1600/IMG_2406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrpYXLe-J5WIoxeAUVHYigz-gQeIFmhkuaAT_7YN0H92qVqD-miaMqYKBuh1oDf3oTcZp3UBRZQ5736rNlZE60XYCVuID4IX39OP9KSvBhC5mEyzD_O38WX4GRRFyzOa6umL5e08lCemc5/s320/IMG_2406.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">PENN STATE vs FLORIDA at the OUTBACK BOWL!</div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table> <div style="text-align: center;"> We were sad that the Nittany Lions lost to the Gators (37-24), but we can honestly say we are happy that Florida's coach, Urban Meyer won his last game. We are now excited for the 2011 season!</div> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table> <a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-52510939668790068182010-12-25T07:40:00.000-08:002010-12-25T07:40:09.496-08:00Merry Christmas!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKy0zQDwfxvD9mINX9h6bv5RO0_OStEbnWueBmfc8m43u_-OeXsuBc5yh9Sh9Fgjj2tGvy0xEZckBMQvwjmKPealI8RF7cScLELdAqgKsVZUK1HJ8rQZto5rWUnb_JcJ1FivVlDweLGH6m/s1600/2010+Christmas+Card001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKy0zQDwfxvD9mINX9h6bv5RO0_OStEbnWueBmfc8m43u_-OeXsuBc5yh9Sh9Fgjj2tGvy0xEZckBMQvwjmKPealI8RF7cScLELdAqgKsVZUK1HJ8rQZto5rWUnb_JcJ1FivVlDweLGH6m/s400/2010+Christmas+Card001.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-52181559471863676642010-10-26T08:41:00.000-07:002010-10-26T15:08:49.222-07:00No<div style="text-align: center;"><em>silly questions with one word answers....</em></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/16196122" width="400"></iframe></div> <a href="http://vimeo.com/16196122">"No"</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user949725">Bobbi-Jo High</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The Barrel Train is always fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Away they go...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">....and a cute video of them coming back.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The correct way to go down a slide...</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">....and the <em>wrong </em>way!</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kara loves animals but wasn't a fan of the Alpacas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Kara posing with her two main loves (at the moment)...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Minnie Mouse and her shiny red Ladybug Boots!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" style="background: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-37379870534181226322010-07-25T20:30:00.000-07:002010-07-27T20:43:24.305-07:00Sunday Morning<div align="center">I woke up to this....<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHzHgCT-zT4eoaPtd2avo_Z-eiAiQEssud5esgqGiCj-81gU6QnVbpwe8QVf9cpQlLIaYwzvAIStT_OxPVbKqOuUaA3WQEhp0QaFDNW84Idrvj8hvoCHAdkyTY1T0XJuVPwcmdmumK8w-S/s1600/Sleep+or+Play+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498794703505224914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHzHgCT-zT4eoaPtd2avo_Z-eiAiQEssud5esgqGiCj-81gU6QnVbpwe8QVf9cpQlLIaYwzvAIStT_OxPVbKqOuUaA3WQEhp0QaFDNW84Idrvj8hvoCHAdkyTY1T0XJuVPwcmdmumK8w-S/s320/Sleep+or+Play+002.jpg" /></p><p align="center"></a><br /><em>like father, like son</em>.<br /></p><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-63015356491415599662010-05-13T19:51:00.000-07:002010-05-15T20:29:41.371-07:00Dear Ryan...Dear Ryan,<br /><br />I recently read a book called <a href="http://kellycorrigan.com/"><span style="color:#33cc00;"><strong>Lift</strong></span></a> by Kelly Corrigan. It inspired me to write letters or little notes for you to read when you get older. I want to remember everything (good or bad) but lately my "momnesia" <span style="font-size:85%;">(yes I made this word up.)</span> takes over and I forget the cute, funny things you say or silly things you do. So here's my attempt at freezing moments in time for us to enjoy <span style="font-size:85%;">(again)</span> together in the future.<br /><br />Tonight as we drove to your swim lesson a familiar song came on the radio. <em>Jason Mraz's, I'm Yours</em>. It's your all-time favorite song. You excitingly told me to, <span style="font-size:130%;">"Turn it up! It's my song, Mom!"</span> and then you proceeded to sing along. My heart melted a little because I love to hear you sing. You have a very good voice for being only four years old and I am not just saying that because I am your mama. You have a wonderful love for the arts, especially anything that involves music. I promise to help you nourish this talent as you grow. I also promise to support you with anything you want to do in life. Reach for the stars!<br /><br />When we arrived at the school you announced that you didn't need help getting out of your car seat. While I love that it's one less thing for me to have to do, I am also reminded that you are growing up quickly. You seek more independence every day and I have to learn to start to let go. Forgive me, this part of motherhood is hard for me.<br /><br />As we skipped into the lobby, you told me over and over again how excited you were to see your swim instructors. I couldn't help but beam with happiness because your smile is contagious.<br /><br />During your lesson, I sat in the hallway reading my favorite magazine enjoying the silence. At one point, I don't know what made me decide to get up and peek through the double door windows. I can only say it must be that "motherly intuition" I hear so much about. As I looked through the window, I saw you and the other children in your group start to walk towards the diving board. You held a swim noodle around your waist and walked with such confidence.<br /><br />I couldn't believe my eyes as you patiently waited for your turn to step up on the ladder. When it was your turn, I could feel my heart start to beat faster as you climbed the steps. I saw how nervous you were and I so wanted to run in and "save" you! Your legs shook in fear as you slowly walked the diving board and stood at the end. I could hear your instructors telling you to jump! Part of me cheered along with them but the other part of me wanted to tell you that it's ok if you don't want to jump. I bit my lip and waited to see what you would do.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">You jumped</span>!!<br /><br /><br />I was so proud of you, Ryan! You not only proved to me and your instructors that you could do it but most importantly you proved it to yourself. Another life lesson learned...you can do anything you put your mind to. Tears filled my eyes as I watched the instructor help you to the side of the pool. You had the biggest smile on your face. I can't tell you how happy I was that I didn't miss this exciting moment in your life.<br /><br />At the end of your lesson I told you that I saw you jump off the diving board. I couldn't help but tell you over and over again how proud I was of you! You just smiled and told me that it was "cool". You had such a relaxed attitude about it but I could see the excitement in your eyes. I asked if you wanted to celebrate with a cookie at Panera before we went home to see Daddy and Kara. You screamed with delight and asked if we could get a smoothie too! Yet another proud moment for me because you would rather enjoy a healthy snack over a cookie any day.<br /><br />I want you to know that I love the time we spend together. Just you and me. I look forward to watching you experience more "firsts" in life. I will be on the sidelines cheering you on...with tears in my eyes <span style="font-size:85%;">(sorry, I cry a lot)</span><span style="font-size:100%;">. </span><br /><br />Next week Daddy and Kara will be there with me to cheer you on during your last class. I hope they get to see you jump off the diving board too. Great job tonight, buddy!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />Mommy<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-59954705007786798262010-05-09T19:28:00.000-07:002010-05-12T21:46:51.135-07:00Mother's Day ~ 2010<div align="center">Five years ago, I became a <em>mother</em>. </div><br /><div align="center">Mother. <span style="font-size:130%;">Mommy</span>. Mom. A childhood dream come true. </div><br /><div align="center">I fulfilled my biggest goal in life with the birth of my two beautiful children. <span style="font-size:130%;">Motherhood</span>.</div><div align="center"></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWL3OpTom6WRlZaYFlbjTuvsYrsSdqBjLFtDUnA7iMN0CTYzW6udoMmZnt8WZ4CYWKCFWPRkURR2y_v_r2WjEe_l6Wp9S1ZGjfc-Y4JiWSNnYhK4dZILtbUvSV112qAmdOIXpUuFRQKwO/s1600/Community+Egg+Hunt+-+4.10.2010+064.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470594036815801282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMWL3OpTom6WRlZaYFlbjTuvsYrsSdqBjLFtDUnA7iMN0CTYzW6udoMmZnt8WZ4CYWKCFWPRkURR2y_v_r2WjEe_l6Wp9S1ZGjfc-Y4JiWSNnYhK4dZILtbUvSV112qAmdOIXpUuFRQKwO/s400/Community+Egg+Hunt+-+4.10.2010+064.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">{picture taken April 2010}</span> </p><p align="center">-------------<br /></p><p align="center">I had the best Mother's Day this year. It consisted of two things: Relaxation and Family. Thankfully I did not have a repeat of my <a href="http://highfamily4.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-2009.html"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Mother's Day last year.</span></a><br /><br />My first surprise was a beautiful floral arrangement on Thursday.<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXlitvFS_cMTbEYfbmMbE2xHJhRSbmDV6djytaVmBpbGu-lS7a2hLhLT_nDbjJG46EGOcMzZIGrmJBcWERjc8HCiHY4EoQqy_v5QCgw9D0v-LHfpNDBGTbVcO3ajTCkXcqeEat1InV01g/s1600/Mother's+Day+Flowers+2010+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470577055044324322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJXlitvFS_cMTbEYfbmMbE2xHJhRSbmDV6djytaVmBpbGu-lS7a2hLhLT_nDbjJG46EGOcMzZIGrmJBcWERjc8HCiHY4EoQqy_v5QCgw9D0v-LHfpNDBGTbVcO3ajTCkXcqeEat1InV01g/s400/Mother's+Day+Flowers+2010+002.jpg" /> </a></p><p align="center"><br />The card read:<br /><br />Happy Mother's Day!<br />There is not enough room on this card to list all the wonderful tings you do for us every day. You are an amazing mom. We don't know what we would do without your love, hard work, and patience.<br />Love, Ryan and Kara<br /><br />Obviously, my wonderful husband wrote these kind words. I had to laugh when I read "patience" because most days I don't think this word exists in my vocabulary. But somehow we are surviving the terrible tantrum twos and horrible attitude fours. We are learning and growing together.</p><p align="center">Mother's Day morning I was awoken by two sweet chefs, donning their adorable Penn State aprons, giggling at my bedside. They were excited to show me the pancakes they worked so hard making with Daddy. I have to say they were delish. Sorry no pics, lazy picture day. After breakfast, I received another surprise. The first rose bloom of 2010 from our garden.<br /><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsXyM38aPBYbvXjFP6OO7n5FpDZpVkVds-KTZRUNrzirZYB33dhCLywmoigqt6TAXLMX8Jn-F6nbY1_1SQAhWetoSU4xMlwsdk0S8HjzLPR4wxyR0HEGMLxqs746nBkJCiw6IqJPEnVFdq/s1600/First+Rose+Bud+-+2010+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470577048545261442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsXyM38aPBYbvXjFP6OO7n5FpDZpVkVds-KTZRUNrzirZYB33dhCLywmoigqt6TAXLMX8Jn-F6nbY1_1SQAhWetoSU4xMlwsdk0S8HjzLPR4wxyR0HEGMLxqs746nBkJCiw6IqJPEnVFdq/s400/First+Rose+Bud+-+2010+008.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a><br /><em><strong>The family is one of nature's masterpieces.<br /><br />- George Santayana</strong></em><br /><br /><br /></p><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-51010235310470133992010-05-04T18:02:00.000-07:002010-05-04T20:51:02.433-07:00Trail-a-Bike<div align="center">Chris has wanted to get a Trail-a-Bike for a LONG time. We finally found a shop that had one in stock and we picked up the bike on March 28th.<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXht42gkhYdr-dxAHW6zeNt4TgitwKzxNlsLqKdiEFfFcmu7pxHbxfeHfMXT7CEekrDTqdCVbkniGVybLQ_XgJfrQLQ5cqsw5lM_9lMXbv9Xxjy2c3iWFz2GpXPrYN3Ylr6-BycEk85df/s1600/Trail-a-Bike+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466891227332772610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXht42gkhYdr-dxAHW6zeNt4TgitwKzxNlsLqKdiEFfFcmu7pxHbxfeHfMXT7CEekrDTqdCVbkniGVybLQ_XgJfrQLQ5cqsw5lM_9lMXbv9Xxjy2c3iWFz2GpXPrYN3Ylr6-BycEk85df/s400/Trail-a-Bike+004.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a>Chris said Ryan didn't really pedal at first, so it felt like he was pulling a 50 lb. cart! </p><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRsa20QnPcKEMrXk6pTxomEK2sb5FV1k3R0jTpUA7RYOvMx_NHXdbYIpJKVTq3cA5QkEILYyin32uOoFKojlUiFQTe6-QFLZ7E4ev2W9s5FRIWydjuc-ywePo5WPKVLBYjxZsWAkdBQf-9/s1600/Trail-a-Bike+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466891220130621794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRsa20QnPcKEMrXk6pTxomEK2sb5FV1k3R0jTpUA7RYOvMx_NHXdbYIpJKVTq3cA5QkEILYyin32uOoFKojlUiFQTe6-QFLZ7E4ev2W9s5FRIWydjuc-ywePo5WPKVLBYjxZsWAkdBQf-9/s400/Trail-a-Bike+005.jpg" /></a><br />Ryan LOVES riding with Daddy!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8uhTt_-hYOqa9aSt35wy8UFH8PeCRxJ5HVQfbTmY1c8u4MJX6O4Rx3cE8DY9yPRf_RKlMrvWYiuBMD0Y2sLSvqAM7CBJ2ebmMNDn7jJuN1uOKLwGzo2H5DBQNl6Avhd_WOLJy_adQjVl/s1600/Trail-a-Bike+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466891212742823170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8uhTt_-hYOqa9aSt35wy8UFH8PeCRxJ5HVQfbTmY1c8u4MJX6O4Rx3cE8DY9yPRf_RKlMrvWYiuBMD0Y2sLSvqAM7CBJ2ebmMNDn7jJuN1uOKLwGzo2H5DBQNl6Avhd_WOLJy_adQjVl/s400/Trail-a-Bike+007.jpg" /></a><br />Ryan giving his new trail-a-bike TWO THUMBS UP! </div><div align="center">He calls it his "Red Bike".<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWFNrW3gngluO7SBEcFkE1qq8VHnZaek6Fh0MHMzxWZdRZb64a7Kml7uxXNKBk7M1FzUhmXK0qq_I2Rng-JS9fU-U46BMq_8b-8ouYCYP3008LIphXZx-N29xN_UW2xKqRTPYeBxU5Yc3/s1600/Trail-a-Bike+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466891206534099234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWFNrW3gngluO7SBEcFkE1qq8VHnZaek6Fh0MHMzxWZdRZb64a7Kml7uxXNKBk7M1FzUhmXK0qq_I2Rng-JS9fU-U46BMq_8b-8ouYCYP3008LIphXZx-N29xN_UW2xKqRTPYeBxU5Yc3/s400/Trail-a-Bike+011.jpg" /></a><br />The weather has definitely warmed up since then and the boys had their first trip on the Grings Mill trail! Sorry this picture was taken with Chris' cell phone...not the best quality. Ryan got a new bike helmet and he told me that several girls (they passed on the trail) said they liked his helmet and sunglasses! He is tooo cute. </p><p><br /></p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgeGgTXiOcuoHWy9GOP4t-dVK_Nj30WnozAQdgR_FQq4euaEBYtiFmSSfAGyP0R9blC2B0EcvVVWmE13i_pxd3gfO4F0pIHAJQu5KUwHnzOdGGtohfxkzRDBOIpA0qmrEsnJd-zHAivnY8/s1600/Mobile+Pics+430.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466891202518025538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgeGgTXiOcuoHWy9GOP4t-dVK_Nj30WnozAQdgR_FQq4euaEBYtiFmSSfAGyP0R9blC2B0EcvVVWmE13i_pxd3gfO4F0pIHAJQu5KUwHnzOdGGtohfxkzRDBOIpA0qmrEsnJd-zHAivnY8/s400/Mobile+Pics+430.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">I am so happy to see Chris biking again (he took a huge break from it once we started our family) and I love that he can share his passion for this sport with his son. Ryan has shown a huge interest in riding and I can see the boys enjoying the trails for many years to come.<br /><br /></div><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-57341564412389598342010-04-29T20:10:00.000-07:002010-04-29T21:34:15.151-07:00Ryan's First ER Visit<div align="center">Well....we knew the day would eventually come. From the moment we found out we were having a boy, we were told over and over again...</div><div align="center">"prepare yourself for ER trips"!</div><br /><div align="center">I guess some would say we've been lucky these past 4.5 years. Sure there's been goose eggs and bruises but nothing that required emergency medical attention. Yep, we were the lucky ones alright!</div><br /><div align="center">Until...Friday, April 23, 2010.</div><br /><div align="center">I can still see the accident run through my brain like a movie in slow motion. </div><br /><div align="center">We had just gotten Kara out of the tub and I was drying her off on her changing table. Ryan still had a bit of energy in him and was acting silly while he sang songs to us. I believe I even told him at one point to calm down and stop running around. </div><div align="center">He just giggled and started to sing louder.</div><br /><div align="center">As I placed a diaper under Kara I saw Ryan in the corner of my eye throw his head back. In a split second, he quickly whipped it forward hitting the corner of Kara's dresser. Hard.</div><br /><div align="center">Ryan screamed. I screamed. Kara got scared and started to cry. Hearing the commotion, Chris came running into the room. I just kept screaming, "he hit his head, he hit his head!" Chris immediately scooped Ryan up and took him into the bathroom to check the injury.</div><br /><div align="center">This is the part of the story where I say, I am so thankful for my husband and his ability to stay calm. I, on the other hand, panic and can not stand the sight of blood! Chris was able to get the bleeding under control and assessed the deepness of the cut. He proceeded to tell me that he didn't think it was deep enough for stitches. I took one look at he cut (and felt woozy) and told my husband that he WAS taking Ryan to the ER. I didn't think neosporin and a Scooby-Doo band aid were going to cut it. {no pun intended!}</div><br /><div align="center">So after a good 15 minute debate, Chris finally agreed to have the cut looked at by a doctor. I am sure all he kept thinking was....Friday Night+ER waiting room= LONG wait! We explained to Ryan that Daddy was going to take him to see a doctor at the ER. He was a bit confused because he thought he was going to see his pediatrician. Ryan has a wonderful appreciation for doctors so we knew he wouldn't be scared. As I put his coat on and made sure he had his Leapster game in hand, I kissed his cheek and told him to be a brave boy. He smiled and said, "it's ok mom. you stay here with Kara. I see you after my head gets fixed, ok?" I laughed and said, "ok buddy. have fun!" I knew he would be fine. </div><br /><div align="center">They left around 8:45pm and at 9:45, I got a text from Chris saying he was in a room. Fifteen minutes later, I got another text saying, "good news! they are going to glue it." I didn't know if I should take Chris seriously or not. I had no clue you could <em>glue</em> a cut closed?!! Finally at 10:20pm, I got a text saying, "all done and coming home!" ...along with this picture.<br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1SWULpWwBmnrr2uoJu3jUrGD40ZOPabCnEf06LdXOM1gfpKdjf_Q7uaQEsRlileBvswbKfwwAAxUGeb55xI1wcF7aaCwhXAditxJRUorWws6QYPwx0dHZqSz9Iz-c4fSiVyoMRMViqEur/s1600/Mobile+Pics+454.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465765264689322306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1SWULpWwBmnrr2uoJu3jUrGD40ZOPabCnEf06LdXOM1gfpKdjf_Q7uaQEsRlileBvswbKfwwAAxUGeb55xI1wcF7aaCwhXAditxJRUorWws6QYPwx0dHZqSz9Iz-c4fSiVyoMRMViqEur/s400/Mobile+Pics+454.jpg" /></a> <em>My brave little man.</em></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">When the boys arrived home after the quickest ER visit I've ever seen, Ryan was very excited to show me his glued together forehead. Of course I had to document his first injury with pictures! <br /><br />Do you seeeeee my boo-boo?</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LGa3Ec8XyL36bOV5424W15AcZ-8bjK_GzrkxkJhTQL_YCeczCc7fHD0xo90THQ2J_kZHAVN1e5VfCRxS1tfZUDr4_nvptnDZ_fEEEGNsiOMI7Pw9dL62D8Wqy8_kJEPhko3vly1RVyXQ/s1600/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764588198217170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LGa3Ec8XyL36bOV5424W15AcZ-8bjK_GzrkxkJhTQL_YCeczCc7fHD0xo90THQ2J_kZHAVN1e5VfCRxS1tfZUDr4_nvptnDZ_fEEEGNsiOMI7Pw9dL62D8Wqy8_kJEPhko3vly1RVyXQ/s400/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+001.jpg" /></a><br />Now can you seeeee it?</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCsQOpI224N8eLOUI0TgvNi1UNvrmoOIf0b-HEwnW50KODKrQDI9sKUoHe89Mgi5Pgo7h9h9ET5pQnuWAGiUJnjg_rfOYovTvQZizUs-alkFFU1FXf3h8dRNQRY-hXk0GnEpJa0UTeNXl/s1600/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764581047570562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivCsQOpI224N8eLOUI0TgvNi1UNvrmoOIf0b-HEwnW50KODKrQDI9sKUoHe89Mgi5Pgo7h9h9ET5pQnuWAGiUJnjg_rfOYovTvQZizUs-alkFFU1FXf3h8dRNQRY-hXk0GnEpJa0UTeNXl/s400/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+008.jpg" /></a><br />It really hurts!</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtVFKON9BU74dhSW8OmWeb_jmD28lHU0IeYjDxmBBUP_ns0oJJLuSUSRAXM6HPyljCOBStJxZj_mvL6aaq-d7lVQ5yTgY3D2ahzNctssvGSVXOc91RCUqicuY4Lf2S8794oSV3N9kbIfst/s1600/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764578941764642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtVFKON9BU74dhSW8OmWeb_jmD28lHU0IeYjDxmBBUP_ns0oJJLuSUSRAXM6HPyljCOBStJxZj_mvL6aaq-d7lVQ5yTgY3D2ahzNctssvGSVXOc91RCUqicuY4Lf2S8794oSV3N9kbIfst/s400/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+011.jpg" /></a><br />Ryan thought his hospital bracelet was neat but couldn't wait to cut the scratchy thing off.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIi2z6yF9tl2IwZR8C1qGChB-lJ1y2-ynAUSjMPagk_WZo7xhcCvailj7VlXPNE6PdnWHbgXbsPLtvyYfWzJAcrxIXX02aTMSHHBhXO4_Hm8ul4QSz0B4CSReYRMN20-_vA0xLxnSEJtU/s1600/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764571956108834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicIi2z6yF9tl2IwZR8C1qGChB-lJ1y2-ynAUSjMPagk_WZo7xhcCvailj7VlXPNE6PdnWHbgXbsPLtvyYfWzJAcrxIXX02aTMSHHBhXO4_Hm8ul4QSz0B4CSReYRMN20-_vA0xLxnSEJtU/s400/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+023.jpg" /></a><br />Seeeeee, my hair covers it up!</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0LqmeGZmC3fjpv6gEsx1fC2uOHaHk_NyEa3kkPoOoU0yFuG36PDH9kV1mM5dhomUAmEmmq3YyChJx0uGe8F7R-lcN6RnG9gRsnnZvE-Y03Ew38LoqonZngeRIwD6exBQV38BcrX0KYxR/s1600/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764560457927538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0LqmeGZmC3fjpv6gEsx1fC2uOHaHk_NyEa3kkPoOoU0yFuG36PDH9kV1mM5dhomUAmEmmq3YyChJx0uGe8F7R-lcN6RnG9gRsnnZvE-Y03Ew38LoqonZngeRIwD6exBQV38BcrX0KYxR/s400/Ryan's+first+ER+visit++%7B4.23.2010%7D+016.jpg" /></a><br />As much as I hate to admit it, I know there will most likely be plenty more ER visits in our future (especially with Crazy Kara!). We can only pray that all future injuries will be minor like Ryan's first one....and keep crossing our fingers that our luck hasn't run out...yet.<br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p></div></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-27569817622434519422010-04-27T19:51:00.000-07:002010-04-27T21:55:54.244-07:00Toddler Bed Adventures<div align="left">{3.10.2010}<br /><br /></div><div align="center">I will never forget the first week of March 2010. Why? Because it was the week that our 21 month old daughter decided to prove to us that she could climb out of her crib. Not once. Not twice but over and over and over again!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">At first, we were shocked. Then completely amazed at this new ability at such a young age. For the record, Ryan NEVER did this! And lastly, scared. Not only scared for her safety but the realization that we HAD to make the transition from crib to toddler bed. I am sure I can speak for most parents when I say that keeping your child in a crib as long as you can is ideal. The children are confined and your sanity is intact. Once they are "free" to roam around, well life as you know it is over.<br /><br /></div><div align="center">Here's a video I took of Kara showing off her mad climbing skills. I was not able to catch her "monkey climb" up the side of the crib and our silly camera died before her grand finale of jumping (YES, I said jumping) from the top of the crib rail. She has NO FEAR!<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw3YOrx98m8tkIwuZCIJ6X0O-EvlX3rENV-3fU4ZnCVZQQe9c4HuFFbaxaAzJJV7MOsJ0vcFf0ZQwX8UVq0kQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><div align="center">After a crazy week of panic attacks at every thump, I begged Chris to convert the crib into a toddler bed. Like any mother, I didn't want Kara to get hurt and I was positive that her daredevil attempts would eventually lead to a broken arm or concussion. </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">On Wednesday, March 10th, we converted the crib. As the last screw came out, I couldn't help but cry. Why does she have to grow up so fast? Will she be scared to sleep in a "big girl bed"? Will we be getting any sleep tonight? Thankfully she LOVED her new bed and stayed in it.<br /><br /></div><div align="center">By 8pm she was off in dreamland and we were thanking our lucky stars that she was still sleeping when we went to bed at 11pm.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjis6SQFq36E2HG3lGIVjMmripeX_njBgFfBTa864CWtAcaCRYVKmnD2G87lEIOn98tFyEBSZb2XUA3TSLYXjf9C_JGQeF8MgUKJVZG9LQwifM7RixIQT1HwBJgsXPWd4M1snCsZSwyfEkc/s1600/Kara's+1st+time+in+a+toddler+bed+3.10.10+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465023280535653538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjis6SQFq36E2HG3lGIVjMmripeX_njBgFfBTa864CWtAcaCRYVKmnD2G87lEIOn98tFyEBSZb2XUA3TSLYXjf9C_JGQeF8MgUKJVZG9LQwifM7RixIQT1HwBJgsXPWd4M1snCsZSwyfEkc/s400/Kara's+1st+time+in+a+toddler+bed+3.10.10+004.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center">Kara slept until about 3:30am....then the fun began. </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXii84fYvjU5NLnHn3pz3csZ7PGdfP3maKsWN9Fm2Tpn1BMhIQ0qWyWcnKCor7DGs1kPOAEoJQ2y6QxaYu6C3dSW3P3wKPUH75l1ecsjWKXtMvgTlGwpv9k6zVG7hh6uXeDytGFWEw6P_/s1600/Kara's+1st+time+in+a+toddler+bed+3.10.10+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465023276188571810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqXii84fYvjU5NLnHn3pz3csZ7PGdfP3maKsWN9Fm2Tpn1BMhIQ0qWyWcnKCor7DGs1kPOAEoJQ2y6QxaYu6C3dSW3P3wKPUH75l1ecsjWKXtMvgTlGwpv9k6zVG7hh6uXeDytGFWEw6P_/s400/Kara's+1st+time+in+a+toddler+bed+3.10.10+001.jpg" /><br /><br /></a>The rest of March was a blur. We had a few nights where Kara didn't want to stay in bed. There was also the week where she was up by 4am ready for the day. It was like having a newborn all over again! Somehow we survived those tough weeks and Kara eventually learned that her toddler bed was where she was supposed go to sleep at nighttime.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Nap time is still a work in progress though. </div><br /><div align="center">We keep catching Kara napping in the strangest positions and in the oddest places!<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YUub6Vkxz7hxF8XSYfywucdYC24PCpXD-VTU56eioKDiCwjWPH9NCY8w_ubDKvrrYZT2hpacIvK5RR0JTZsGFlXgScIzbphH9xzLDh5ANZMBVUkX6F-n0k2IZVIUscQB4CqGdUErTLN1/s1600/She+sleeps+anywhere!+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465023268875781794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YUub6Vkxz7hxF8XSYfywucdYC24PCpXD-VTU56eioKDiCwjWPH9NCY8w_ubDKvrrYZT2hpacIvK5RR0JTZsGFlXgScIzbphH9xzLDh5ANZMBVUkX6F-n0k2IZVIUscQB4CqGdUErTLN1/s400/She+sleeps+anywhere!+003.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Then there is this! </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6sKqGCorNaJe_UIPMPzuw-lh4-kpSQGNAkI2wNy18FmnU3gyyDHbubdAr9NnWAYgO9FC7dznzISWSvaWjDsAPj4XcfxfEHwomq2hZCNY2QdsksP5ZoRRT0M_urRhMxskcWE0c55Ng2Fz/s1600/Trashed+Room+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465023259924558610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx6sKqGCorNaJe_UIPMPzuw-lh4-kpSQGNAkI2wNy18FmnU3gyyDHbubdAr9NnWAYgO9FC7dznzISWSvaWjDsAPj4XcfxfEHwomq2hZCNY2QdsksP5ZoRRT0M_urRhMxskcWE0c55Ng2Fz/s400/Trashed+Room+003.jpg" /><br /></a><em>In case you were wondering, I am NOT a fan of this at.all.let.me.tell.you!</em></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Lately, she finds the floor to be comfy for nap time. At first I felt bad and would scoop her up to put her back in the bed. But I quickly learned that it was smarter to just let her sleep wherever she landed. Surprisingly, on this day she slept over 2 hours on the floor!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhgLINmOSxfKI3SWDF-XQ49F1jm-uLUYk4uFxdaxxY9MNIcQo65xZ1pl_l3Lp1FbvhA0rJ61G1G-5EuHpIt6CZfGqQwYmpSxpV0U-zRAcnbmY9mScgWlYIc0cR6ZTo113APhhVE-qt27MT/s1600/Trashed+Room+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465023256085852274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhgLINmOSxfKI3SWDF-XQ49F1jm-uLUYk4uFxdaxxY9MNIcQo65xZ1pl_l3Lp1FbvhA0rJ61G1G-5EuHpIt6CZfGqQwYmpSxpV0U-zRAcnbmY9mScgWlYIc0cR6ZTo113APhhVE-qt27MT/s400/Trashed+Room+004.jpg" /></a> Here's a video showing the mess that is created on a daily basis in Kara's room!<br /><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzmvc1v_F0Y8nivOLMnhZMD8T6YpYHDPXsSzdSx4Re8PRlTLBBChks-9HctQmjssf8j05NTO0dza6Mp1W4lCQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>I keep reminding myself that "this too shall pass" and we will move onto the next phase. </div><div align="center">We already have the "terrible twos" knocking on our door.</div><div align="center">I know we will look back at this someday and laugh at the craziness of it all.<br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p></div></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-77855594371614694262010-04-22T20:05:00.000-07:002010-04-22T20:11:01.329-07:00Blast Off!<div align="center">Future Aerospace Engineer?<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxU_o73iUElffnwV8FECTs2ye9uoB6ixPvsxUa-cRA_ff-7w2S5UEmh-uc3Nc_MazjEdbLlqpTnoWp6VENYNg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /></div><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p><div align="center"></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-13103500196177541172010-04-22T08:33:00.000-07:002010-04-22T08:36:34.903-07:00Earth Day is EVERY day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdLl1vkPl9k8QLZfoTG_spnRUmDphiMbNQIuJ04XyKxEjcGmTIBBvfDMFIgg1MXXJiHk4M99Z4jG5UEZqsAdo9KUtxMnLConRlbQIWAPjpJnHdkRITqrkp0B1kOW3LdaD1LP0xmwHo9c3/s1600/Save+The+Earth.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462985791978321938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipdLl1vkPl9k8QLZfoTG_spnRUmDphiMbNQIuJ04XyKxEjcGmTIBBvfDMFIgg1MXXJiHk4M99Z4jG5UEZqsAdo9KUtxMnLConRlbQIWAPjpJnHdkRITqrkp0B1kOW3LdaD1LP0xmwHo9c3/s400/Save+The+Earth.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-80693490454361302182010-04-20T11:48:00.000-07:002010-04-20T12:54:39.763-07:00snack timeSiblings sitting on the stoop in the shade...<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChifh-jgsBSdGxgEIsOXM8NQ2zLlGPce3XbHNLhkm_ZH87T926icMtTlQ_dKa0HL-xvEf2Ph3LTWzV-2ob1zYfqUNiHrdQ8Dfcg3__q9j5lCTdkLWpRHlSZcJ4gu22cRkbS1hISFEtkhW/s1600/Snacktime+Outside+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462295547199309074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjChifh-jgsBSdGxgEIsOXM8NQ2zLlGPce3XbHNLhkm_ZH87T926icMtTlQ_dKa0HL-xvEf2Ph3LTWzV-2ob1zYfqUNiHrdQ8Dfcg3__q9j5lCTdkLWpRHlSZcJ4gu22cRkbS1hISFEtkhW/s400/Snacktime+Outside+003.jpg" /></a> <br /><br />...sipping and sharing a small sweet snack.</p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkzWPr8lGMgWPmFU7VOkHTOs8CF5luTJT1BTJR39X-Bt_KccOaVQE9QgmglxPUouMK3uIvZwnnTyQYf9fSOZuq9PjhiwlNDdf4jJRiGN0FdbdyjGfBi7qXLyv2NMTP5fVQgAZyzf4mHx99/s1600/Snacktime+Outside+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462295543177767970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkzWPr8lGMgWPmFU7VOkHTOs8CF5luTJT1BTJR39X-Bt_KccOaVQE9QgmglxPUouMK3uIvZwnnTyQYf9fSOZuq9PjhiwlNDdf4jJRiGN0FdbdyjGfBi7qXLyv2NMTP5fVQgAZyzf4mHx99/s400/Snacktime+Outside+002.jpg" /></a> <br /><br />Smiling silently and soaking in the sensational seasonal sky.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9icalcqNYmo-MFMAZfjC4rWRiO6eXkoFtyBJ0k5bWRrBkVs4OWG5VFI53x3MywLwiwDUlxllk3aLJc1i5OWyP-X9iie5YOKJLKb7DenXZnfXeacOv4J7n8G-P8ONgTNj0ymMaDQnZ89im/s1600/Snacktime+Outside+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462295538479245698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9icalcqNYmo-MFMAZfjC4rWRiO6eXkoFtyBJ0k5bWRrBkVs4OWG5VFI53x3MywLwiwDUlxllk3aLJc1i5OWyP-X9iie5YOKJLKb7DenXZnfXeacOv4J7n8G-P8ONgTNj0ymMaDQnZ89im/s400/Snacktime+Outside+006.jpg" /></a><br /><br />Such a special sunny Spring day for snack time on the stoop.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt35CskDpWoIUeI-HiHN_AJ_8sYqbEh1ClYFT4UnKwUvmMhnD0BLQZTyj5u2e8HcZjVGS8VbnA4CFBFJrJiArHDn2hyMqt5XIt54svBsf0rDOQOFYDIU6r3F62NdBaH09IokUyL341iAxq/s1600/Snacktime+Outside+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462295537021147186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt35CskDpWoIUeI-HiHN_AJ_8sYqbEh1ClYFT4UnKwUvmMhnD0BLQZTyj5u2e8HcZjVGS8VbnA4CFBFJrJiArHDn2hyMqt5XIt54svBsf0rDOQOFYDIU6r3F62NdBaH09IokUyL341iAxq/s400/Snacktime+Outside+005.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-62404167606974405772010-04-19T17:38:00.000-07:002010-04-19T18:54:29.760-07:00Imaginative Play<div align="center">Any guesses what this could be?<br /><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSasdy3Ck5xrZfKnSyBC41MkiL8guFF0HBTfv8CIj8Yp9QWC7wAIbkhNHiVm0ZKLTYyRFX_3rBdNCgBJbRsb08CuTX0ofWGai3FMgvNf2nFnyFNEXg1p2ghxSiUxMKUQ95lToi7-YxmzO/s1600/Ryan's+blocks+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013386640692866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMSasdy3Ck5xrZfKnSyBC41MkiL8guFF0HBTfv8CIj8Yp9QWC7wAIbkhNHiVm0ZKLTYyRFX_3rBdNCgBJbRsb08CuTX0ofWGai3FMgvNf2nFnyFNEXg1p2ghxSiUxMKUQ95lToi7-YxmzO/s400/Ryan's+blocks+002.jpg" /></a> </p><p align="center">I thought Ryan was being creative with matching up the colors and letters. But when I asked him what it was, he gave me a very imaginative answer....</p><p align="center">Here's a clue: Think stop light.</p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoqrv9F4yjv2DlNwr0_Udyb4B9bjzlN89pAKvgv4Cg3VLRIK-7zgTkwSCFpi4h8EBU8XAWbmYiX2XZqppxCr7FJ6dpShkjggfglMf6blmryIlQxg7wOnjF6qYshfp35VFsxg2p8swXPsd/s1600/Ryan's+blocks+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462013370730341810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnoqrv9F4yjv2DlNwr0_Udyb4B9bjzlN89pAKvgv4Cg3VLRIK-7zgTkwSCFpi4h8EBU8XAWbmYiX2XZqppxCr7FJ6dpShkjggfglMf6blmryIlQxg7wOnjF6qYshfp35VFsxg2p8swXPsd/s400/Ryan's+blocks+001.jpg" /></a>He said, "They are my buttons, Mom... </p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Red</strong></span> means <em>STOP</em></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>Yellow</strong></span> means <em>SLOW DOWN</em></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"><strong>Green</strong> </span>means <em>GO."</em></div><br /><div align="center">So what does the <span style="color:#000099;"><strong>Blue</strong></span> mean?<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"BUBBLES, of course!"<br /><br /></div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-35981752508094667672010-01-31T19:59:00.000-08:002010-01-31T20:20:20.206-08:00Purple Kara Eater!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx4oSAaM1qaY3PJ9qUStwVUzM6vIzoVE6A6xrm5Byosnnig5UG82AZh8o5deY1Wz2nFoKcWBUgV4OZ7T7jVBJMG2s4EepfgZg7PIhHCAdBZVeD7cQEIkweI6iPPyguaRj_02xpTVRYegWu/s1600-h/Purple+Kara+Eater!+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433122690938245538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx4oSAaM1qaY3PJ9qUStwVUzM6vIzoVE6A6xrm5Byosnnig5UG82AZh8o5deY1Wz2nFoKcWBUgV4OZ7T7jVBJMG2s4EepfgZg7PIhHCAdBZVeD7cQEIkweI6iPPyguaRj_02xpTVRYegWu/s400/Purple+Kara+Eater!+006.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggd_k-xUFuNKZ18vCXcJ92Ixa3PpuzsQDXb83qiG8GWO1_0ZWP2SFteQvjIYPshfYROocYzYKyZYwa1lQC-1kq1pgLZ-Xx-Ktf5yU-fS1drgoACv-QKiUIAz92hpkMGK9gyZTNwfTjdctq/s1600-h/Purple+Kara+Eater!+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433122545077354690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDaM9Ysz9k6RUCNv2G42UOrwZLWKBfAz9mK5njhmTQjhLviDFc_XaqeCkqSK1GYiThLL8kWTA1MSI-aH90UxWAmw7i1VJORZDV1F2mFP6FkPfFCh5nBAQIBftHHuDUmL33xH4VpkWfFs4r/s400/Purple+Kara+Eater!+022.jpg" /></a> ....she <em>really</em> does exist!<br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p></div></div></div></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-44409235429251335022010-01-24T21:13:00.000-08:002010-01-24T21:33:00.212-08:00Question<span style="font-size:85%;">Scene:</span> Driving home on Saturday night. Ryan is staring out his window.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ryan:</span> "Daddy, why are the stars following us?"<br /><br />Daddy looks at Mommy and they both shrug their shoulders in agreement.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Mommy:</span> "Because we are lucky, that's why."<br /><br />Silence.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Ryan:</span> oh. ok.<br /><br />Mommy looks at Daddy and winks.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-8627183573643013782010-01-19T21:01:00.000-08:002010-01-19T21:08:02.870-08:00Ryan Funnies<em></em><br /><div align="left"><em>Sitting at the dinner table this evening...</em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Daddy:</span> Ryan, please eat your green beans.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Ryan:</span> I don't want to grow big like you! </div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><p align="left"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></p><div align="center"></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728835626184694586.post-31395880397718238522010-01-18T18:38:00.000-08:002010-01-18T18:54:09.060-08:00sweet siblings....<div align="center">...sitting and snuggling on the sofa smiling simultaneously and saying cheessssssssssse!<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSds-wFH2imDSYLlgH225dO0qmwdbWnFT0AxxLTFC1-Q3dQPv3XeO_xXM1IRzInCDR2lZ-EEm2tS6aKr_XiaL-lndf08nqTYnbKZ0rCEtj9qXzWouan8KTq1Sl144br4NRPLgLobkfwxx-/s1600-h/Ryan+and+Kara+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428277178988708754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSds-wFH2imDSYLlgH225dO0qmwdbWnFT0AxxLTFC1-Q3dQPv3XeO_xXM1IRzInCDR2lZ-EEm2tS6aKr_XiaL-lndf08nqTYnbKZ0rCEtj9qXzWouan8KTq1Sl144br4NRPLgLobkfwxx-/s320/Ryan+and+Kara+006.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGCinvcxxf2nphgpUxTVT1FTKDpyeQ-M5yghZLjaPGzoqOUAoi4lsSmC7Cz48QIeZFfl7TZAzU5pQ6p0oncxtG5UFuCNeIAOU03KcLezfTefyC-a7yrfcucc-RLzZ3dRWQfqaEPHomsSS/s1600-h/Ryan+and+Kara+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428277173410166818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGCinvcxxf2nphgpUxTVT1FTKDpyeQ-M5yghZLjaPGzoqOUAoi4lsSmC7Cz48QIeZFfl7TZAzU5pQ6p0oncxtG5UFuCNeIAOU03KcLezfTefyC-a7yrfcucc-RLzZ3dRWQfqaEPHomsSS/s320/Ryan+and+Kara+005.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl8DpjMAgGuCE4CREqGAQV6Hiz_BlFew4CjgmIhRJwwZWgzBD4JX3EV7n9V4EQ8_bWPFrX5SPysySfTM3pT2wpSXK97Ce4m313Y_OlV5PMBCYgVwYJZxOfRtkjyfVqYkh77GfanMmD6sG/s1600-h/Ryan+and+Kara+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428277169873783010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzl8DpjMAgGuCE4CREqGAQV6Hiz_BlFew4CjgmIhRJwwZWgzBD4JX3EV7n9V4EQ8_bWPFrX5SPysySfTM3pT2wpSXK97Ce4m313Y_OlV5PMBCYgVwYJZxOfRtkjyfVqYkh77GfanMmD6sG/s320/Ryan+and+Kara+004.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54486/384/2221A0C5EE7BD610A853B8526783E8B6.png" /></a></div></div>The High Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17800779339981510938noreply@blogger.com4