tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6875053581010096252024-03-14T00:36:45.434-04:00Our Little FamilyLesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-50995371364709155672010-08-21T16:19:00.001-04:002010-11-01T18:54:53.899-04:00Wheeler FarmWe decided to get some pictures taken of all the grandchildren with my parents since we aren't together all that often. My sister's friend took the pics. She made it fast and bearable for all the kids. A chicken decided to come up and get in the middle of things and it freaked Oscar right out, plus he had just had his 2 year checkup and got a couple of shots so he wasn't in the best of moods. I think the pictures turned out cute of all the kids!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM9DwPxzeXI/AAAAAAAAAz0/toCQ6LLT3ZI/s1600/jenphotos+copy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM9DwPxzeXI/AAAAAAAAAz0/toCQ6LLT3ZI/s400/jenphotos+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534716963209836914" border="0" /></a><br />Afterwards we walked around and looked at the animals. The kids got to see pigs, horses, cows, chickens, ducks, rabbits and tractors. Not as exciting as I thought it would be but they didn't seem to mind. As long as they were outside being able to run around it seemed like everyone was happy.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8_o7djUFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/PRc6a8Iy0YY/s1600/wheelerfarm+copy.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8_o7djUFI/AAAAAAAAAzs/PRc6a8Iy0YY/s400/wheelerfarm+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534712439450587218" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We sure had a good time while Aunt Jennica was in town! We are going to miss her and her cute boys! Thanks for all the fun times!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-39932271866657245082010-08-15T14:34:00.000-04:002010-11-01T15:09:29.933-04:00Oscar Turns 2<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8MCJp7jSI/AAAAAAAAAzE/z6FBwh3FoZw/s1600/_MG_8150.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8MCJp7jSI/AAAAAAAAAzE/z6FBwh3FoZw/s400/_MG_8150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534655698152688930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">The Birthday Boy!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;">What a fun day (or I should say night as I spent all day preparing for the party). Oscar had a Curious George Birthday Party. We enjoyed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">navajo</span> tacos, cake and ice cream. He loved opening his presents and was so excited with everything he got. He is a lucky boy! He ran and played the night away. I can't believe he is already 2. Where did the time go! He is such a sweet boy. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Deke</span> and I talk every night before we go to bed how lucky we are to have him and how happy he makes us. He is the BEST thing we have ever done! Our life is much brighter with him in it.<br /></div></div><br />Here are a few pics from the event.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JyFWD58I/AAAAAAAAAyM/5VEwU9bKCdw/s1600/_MG_8177.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JyFWD58I/AAAAAAAAAyM/5VEwU9bKCdw/s400/_MG_8177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534653223094446018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">He loved unwrapping the presents and did pretty good at staying focused.<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JyYEoivI/AAAAAAAAAyU/E5McM_9GlsQ/s1600/_MG_8184.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JyYEoivI/AAAAAAAAAyU/E5McM_9GlsQ/s400/_MG_8184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534653228121623282" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Making sure he got EVERYTHING out of the sack.<br /><br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8Jy5QmJRI/AAAAAAAAAyc/W3yuikO6N1o/s1600/_MG_8203.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8Jy5QmJRI/AAAAAAAAAyc/W3yuikO6N1o/s400/_MG_8203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534653237030167826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Giving George (from Matthews Family) a ride on his new tricycle.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JzRP0BgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/t-D-xJ94zwg/s1600/_MG_8211.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8JzRP0BgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/t-D-xJ94zwg/s400/_MG_8211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534653243469334018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Curious George Cake (didn't turn out as cute as the pic, but it was our first time making fondant.)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8Lgz6-6NI/AAAAAAAAAy0/iXArRHghaxE/s1600/_MG_8239.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8Lgz6-6NI/AAAAAAAAAy0/iXArRHghaxE/s400/_MG_8239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534655125382949074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Enjoying himself some cake and ice cream<br /><br /></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8Lgz6-6NI/AAAAAAAAAy0/iXArRHghaxE/s1600/_MG_8239.jpg"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8LhuAfXwI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kgffFKZVTPg/s1600/_MG_8263.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8LhuAfXwI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kgffFKZVTPg/s400/_MG_8263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534655140975304450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Running around having a good time messy face and all</span>!<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>I am so thankful that my sister Jen came and helped me in the kitchen ALL afternoon. We were busy putting together the birthday cake and cooking all the scones. If she wouldn't of been here I don't know what I would of done. I wasn't expecting everything to be so time consuming. Everything turned out Great, so it was worth all the work! Thanks to everyone that came and celebrated with us!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-68970198719768221092010-08-11T22:31:00.001-04:002010-11-01T14:34:52.512-04:00A Fun Filled Month of AugustAugust was been a busy but fun month! Oscar and I started the month off taking a Mom and Tot swimming class. I didn't know what to expect and was a little disappointed with it at first. Oscar loved going to the pool everyday for 2 weeks but the last week the big pools heater went out so we never spent much time in that pool. It just got a little crazy in the little kid pool because ALL the kids didn't want to get in the big pool and would somehow end up over with the little kids making for a crazy little pool. Some of Oscar's favorite things to do is kick his legs, blow bubbles and spin around fast. For the most part he loved it. And it was nice to have something going on everyday plus he came home had lunch and took a long nap which was nice for mom!<br /><br />My sister Jennica came into town from Washington with her 3 boys for 2 weeks, so we had tons of activities for the cousins to do together. It was fun to take Oscar to go and see a few things. We took the kids to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">aquarium in Sandy</span>. He loved watching the big fish and the penguins. I think he just liked walking around and acting like he was one of the big kids.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C08FOAYI/AAAAAAAAAxc/0omN1Isklh0/s1600/DSC06376.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C08FOAYI/AAAAAAAAAxc/0omN1Isklh0/s400/DSC06376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534645575566098818" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C0Xme43I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4GrjafkYBZQ/s1600/DSC06364.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C0Xme43I/AAAAAAAAAxU/4GrjafkYBZQ/s400/DSC06364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534645565773505394" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C0Ck-4lI/AAAAAAAAAxM/rRnjqVBWyxQ/s1600/DSC06345.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8C0Ck-4lI/AAAAAAAAAxM/rRnjqVBWyxQ/s400/DSC06345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534645560130069074" border="0" /></a>We took the kids to the Gateway Discovery Museum. Bonus for us it was free that day some business was sponsoring everyone that day. The kids had fun playing with all the exhibits. We waited in line FOREVER, so everyone could get their own custom balloon (so not worth it!). Overall a very fun way to spend an afternoon.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8ELfnL6mI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8erYeI6hOh8/s1600/DSC06392.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8ELfnL6mI/AAAAAAAAAxk/8erYeI6hOh8/s400/DSC06392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534647062572558946" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8ELjrgj9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/-gGr1ziwSOk/s1600/DSC06398.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8ELjrgj9I/AAAAAAAAAxs/-gGr1ziwSOk/s400/DSC06398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534647063664431058" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8EL6-bxlI/AAAAAAAAAx0/lBTEphOZ_iQ/s1600/DSC06411.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8EL6-bxlI/AAAAAAAAAx0/lBTEphOZ_iQ/s400/DSC06411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534647069917824594" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8EMdNlQzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/KNF2vc_-g9E/s1600/DSC06414.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TM8EMdNlQzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/KNF2vc_-g9E/s400/DSC06414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534647079108166450" border="0" /></a>Oscar is so lucky to have such fun cousins! They love him so much and are so good to play with him and include him. He seriously thinks that he is just as big as they are. A bonus for me waiting so long to have kids is now my nieces and nephews are old enough to take care of my little boy.Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-9272265690133498332010-07-10T10:37:00.002-04:002010-07-10T10:57:00.282-04:004th of July Parade<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHx7yP0GI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ngfJnb2kIp4/s1600/photoshop_MG_7933.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHx7yP0GI/AAAAAAAAAwg/ngfJnb2kIp4/s400/photoshop_MG_7933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492289037510103138" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHxaq4CrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/8GCYM6DLvBs/s1600/photoshop_MG_7931.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHxaq4CrI/AAAAAAAAAwY/8GCYM6DLvBs/s400/photoshop_MG_7931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492289028620815026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Oscar's favorite summer time treat, Otter Pops</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHw6PACII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/1UZKn8hqyP4/s1600/photoshop_MG_7924.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHw6PACII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/1UZKn8hqyP4/s400/photoshop_MG_7924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492289019913963650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Don't mind the hat that is a little bit small. Any protection from the sun is good right.</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHwNWjSgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Zbb9UP6AVII/s1600/_MG_7913.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHwNWjSgI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Zbb9UP6AVII/s400/_MG_7913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492289007866038786" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHvjEeIdI/AAAAAAAAAwA/iV_976aHvDQ/s1600/_MG_7965.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDiHvjEeIdI/AAAAAAAAAwA/iV_976aHvDQ/s400/_MG_7965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492288996515914194" border="0" /></a>Oscar's favorite part of the parade was the Horses. He didn't like the sirens at all this year (they didn't seem to bother him last year). We enjoyed 2 BBQ's and hanging out with our families! When it was time for fireworks we didn't feel like dealing with traffic so we just did some at my parents house. Oscar HATED them! He freaked out! We were glad we didn't take him to see the big ones at Sandy City. I think he was so tired that he just couldn't enjoy the fireworks. Oh well there is always the 24th right. <br /><br />I didn't want Oscar to have the same 4th of July shirt as all the other kids and found a tutorial on a blog for this one and decided to make it for him. I loved it! Not that I am a little bias but I think he looked adorable!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-73946333607589411292010-07-08T18:37:00.004-04:002010-07-08T19:23:56.037-04:00Fun Day at the Pool<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZa0Zapq3I/AAAAAAAAAvg/SmVSZYT1MJU/s1600/_MG_7903.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZa0Zapq3I/AAAAAAAAAvg/SmVSZYT1MJU/s400/_MG_7903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491676651847265138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZa0AfCCZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/r4YW8vRFz9E/s1600/_MG_7898.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZa0AfCCZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/r4YW8vRFz9E/s400/_MG_7898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491676645154752914" border="0" /></a>Since Deke didn't have to work on Friday we decided it was time to head to the pool. Oscar loved the pool last year, so I was excited to take him. We went to a pool in Stansbury instead of the Peak. It had 2 different pools; a little one for the little kids that was only 1 feet deep and then a bigger pool. Oscar loved the little pool he could walk around in. We took him into the big pool and he didn't like it so much, the water was freezing! i was glad to get out with him and head back to the little kid pool. Since the big pool was so cold the little kid pool was so crowded with some older kids. The older kids were really cute with Oscar. They shared their rocket and asked him to say all sorts of words for them. He loved getting the attention. He was super excited when his cousin Kaylee showed up and wanted to be with her in the big pool, but Dad couldn't hold him just Kaylee. We will be heading back to the pool more this summer. I am going to sign us up for a Mom and Tot class which should be fun.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZdKZ99jkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uPTrLYtMdE8/s1600/_MG_7906.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZdKZ99jkI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uPTrLYtMdE8/s400/_MG_7906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491679228975746626" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZdJ4GADbI/AAAAAAAAAvw/V75EjhFcyMw/s1600/_MG_7882.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/TDZdJ4GADbI/AAAAAAAAAvw/V75EjhFcyMw/s400/_MG_7882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491679219882659250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Oscar wanting to go to Kayle instead of being with Dad.</span><br /></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-84813900299892349612010-03-29T14:58:00.003-04:002010-03-29T15:10:29.655-04:00Can't get enough of this song!!Deke played this song for Oskie and me on Saturday and I seriously have listened to it 30 times! So catchy! It is from a group called Fun and the name of the song is "All the Pretty Girls". I totally dig the lead singers outfit :) (funny he even refers to a girl being stuck in the 80's in the song)<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIoaiTwLk6I&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_detailpage&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AIoaiTwLk6I&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en_US&feature=player_detailpage&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-68180297072237563712010-03-18T15:42:00.004-04:002010-03-18T15:54:47.068-04:00BooksLast night after Oscar had a bath he wanted to read books. Oscar loves books. Most of the time he just wants to turn the pages but every once in a while he will sit through a whole book for me to read. Last night was one of those occasions. Deke always thinks it is funny to see Oscar with a binkie in his mouth so he gave him one last night. Oscar took a binkie for about the first month of his life and then has had nothing to do with it. So we always get a laugh when he puts it in his mouth. He looks pretty cute with it in. I surely don't want it to become a habit now though!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S6KEOsYkUDI/AAAAAAAAAvI/v-rNRDbsTHc/s1600-h/psreading2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S6KEOsYkUDI/AAAAAAAAAvI/v-rNRDbsTHc/s400/psreading2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063887038959666" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S6KEOIVBW8I/AAAAAAAAAvA/e8Zk0VnvH7M/s1600-h/psreading.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S6KEOIVBW8I/AAAAAAAAAvA/e8Zk0VnvH7M/s400/psreading.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450063877360409538" border="0" /></a>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-85711168487384958212010-02-18T01:02:00.006-05:002010-02-18T01:43:22.774-05:00Leslie's Earworms brought to you by Deke.Oops it looks like someone's blog got hacked into, Leslie is sound asleep. I was wondering how long it would take her to notice me posting on it. In our little place there have been a few songs that are on heavy rotation because of Leslie and I wanted to share them with you.<br /><br /><blockquote>Just to help you out an "Earworm" is a song that crawls in your ears and you can't get it out. These are the songs you find yourself singing over and over. </blockquote><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>Phoenix -1901<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RulP4OXxFbM&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RulP4OXxFbM&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Leslie and Oscar dance to this a couple times a night. Not only is it one of Leslie's favorite songs, but Oscar likes it too. Phoenix's album is solid and has a lot of other great songs, if you find this song to be catchy then check it out.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"></span>Pete Yorn & Scarlett Johansson - Relator <br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XCx5sOj7SlA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XCx5sOj7SlA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Both Leslie and I are big fans of this little album by Yorn and Johansson. Maybe it is the hook that gets everyone; whatever it is, I like it. Oscar has cut holes in the rug dancing to this little tune.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>After Midnight Project - Take me home.<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcW7NIvQcps&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XcW7NIvQcps&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />When I get into the car after Leslie is back from the gym this song is always blaring on the car's stereo. I'm wondering if I should be worried about this because all of these band members have lots of hair the opposite of me. Yes, Leslie likes some hard music I guess, but she doesn't go much harder then this. I'm surprised she isn't into Poison, Ratt, or Slaughter too.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>DJ Earworm - United State of Pop 2009<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iNzrwh2Z2hQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Leslie was jamming out to this the other day, so I can't actually say it is played often. I thought I'd just throw it in to round off the post. I'm guessing Leslie will find this tomorrow and shoot me off a text about it, however, if I would have put this as one of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CllJKSlj3vQ">her favorite song</a> she would have deleted the whole post.<br /><div style="text-align: right;">Deke<br /></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-55280971050691493132010-02-15T10:03:00.003-05:002010-02-15T10:14:36.690-05:00New CommitmentsMy sister in law told me about this story of this <a href="http://stakerzxposed.blogspot.com/2010/02/bronson-miracle.html">little boy</a>. What an amazing story! I found myself crying as his mom recounted the <a href="http://stakerzxposed.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-02-05T22%3A42%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=20">events</a> that took place. I find myself making new resolves to be a better mother and not take any moments I have with my Oscar for granted!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-3473433060892381062010-02-14T14:34:00.005-05:002010-02-14T15:21:10.544-05:00My Valentines<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S3hU44KhZkI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ygbYNOvjOyY/s1600-h/_MG_7087-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S3hU44KhZkI/AAAAAAAAAt4/ygbYNOvjOyY/s400/_MG_7087-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438189886175798850" border="0" /></a>I sure do love my boys! They both make my heart bigger each day! They bring me so much joy, laughter and happiness. I feel so blessed to have them in my life. I have come to find out how much they are alike. It is kindof crazy! Physically they both have the bluest eyes, the same lips, the same skinny long toes (yuck!) and the same hairline (poor oskie!). As Oscars personality comes out more and more here are a few other similarities:<br /><br />They both talk all the time. Oscar jabbers all day long and will throw out a few words here and there. But if you have been with my husband, you know he can go non-stop. One time when we were still dating we drove to Brigham City for his friends baby blessing and on the way up he talked the entire way up. As we got closer he looked at me and said you have been quiet. I said, I can't get a word in!<br /><br />Deke could not LIVE without peanut butter and honey sandwiches. He let Oscar have his first bite the other day and Oscar almost ate the entire sandwich. Guess I will keep the cupboards stocked with PB and honey!<br /><br />Deke has a LOVE for music. He is always surfing the internet in search of some little band who hasn't hit it big. He HATES the radio and most popular music. He loves live shows and could spend every night at a new show! Oscar has been sucked into Deke's love as well. Oscar will sit on his lap as he searches YouTube for any live concert of his new favorite band. At night we turn out all the lights and use Oskies light he got from Gma Maggie and dance around our place. Our own little club!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S3hU5UetFqI/AAAAAAAAAuA/t0IyybFnv2Q/s1600-h/_MG_7103-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/S3hU5UetFqI/AAAAAAAAAuA/t0IyybFnv2Q/s400/_MG_7103-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438189893776643746" border="0" /></a>The other day Oscar out of the blue got a bloody noise. Deke gets these quite often in the winter time and appears his son is the same way!<br /><br />Seriously way to many similarities! The list goes on....<br /><br />I sure couldn't live without either of these guys in my life!! LOVE them!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-44720437392223509742009-12-25T14:37:00.005-05:002009-12-25T16:36:54.975-05:00Merry ChristmasI have always loved Christmas time, but I must say that it is more exciting now that we have Oscar. I know he doesn't understand Santa and the excitement of the holiday but he still seemed to have a good time opening presents. He even got a little sad when a present was taken from him and given to another cousin at his grandparents house. Christmas morning was fun. After he got up he went straight for his gift from Grandma & Grandpa Larson and started playing with that. Santa brought him a Thomas the Train hut that as a tunnel leading into the hut. Santa wasn't quit sure if he would enjoy the tunnel just yet but Oscar got right down and crawled through the tunnel to hang out in his hut. Deke and him have already made a set of rules for the hut. <div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd5A8lYFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mXm7DHIU6VY/s1600-h/photo_MG_6860.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd5A8lYFI/AAAAAAAAAr0/mXm7DHIU6VY/s400/photo_MG_6860.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419270591954116690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Thomas the Train Hut</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd7FPpQxI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mPRVAxqmND4/s1600-h/photo_MG_6827.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd7FPpQxI/AAAAAAAAAsU/mPRVAxqmND4/s400/photo_MG_6827.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419270627467543314" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">He didn't need much help from us!</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd6oKlFaI/AAAAAAAAAsM/IBt40wgyz_8/s1600-h/photo_MG_6809.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd6oKlFaI/AAAAAAAAAsM/IBt40wgyz_8/s400/photo_MG_6809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419270619661669794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Playing with his gift from Gma & Gpa Larson</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd6CrsyOI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gWqMgRyOFKI/s1600-h/photo_MG_6811.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd6CrsyOI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gWqMgRyOFKI/s400/photo_MG_6811.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419270609600039138" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Entering the tunnel</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd5t2-vDI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Venx7PrMMFw/s1600-h/photo_MG_6830.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUd5t2-vDI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Venx7PrMMFw/s400/photo_MG_6830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419270604010208306" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jumbo Legos (i'm sure i'll be picking these up more than i want too!)</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUe2544plI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ZWnlEb_3QOs/s1600-h/photo_MG_6851.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SzUe2544plI/AAAAAAAAAsc/ZWnlEb_3QOs/s400/photo_MG_6851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419271655211443794" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">A little something for me! I'm way excited, Deke did a GREAT job!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Hope you all had a Merry Christmas! I'm way excited to celebrate with my side of the family on January 13th, when my parents get back from their mission! </div><br /></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-27820310629424273312009-11-16T15:45:00.003-05:002009-11-16T16:06:03.309-05:00A Day at the Zoo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7Ygjg3EI/AAAAAAAAArM/P7S94v2N5hI/s1600/_MG_6467.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7Ygjg3EI/AAAAAAAAArM/P7S94v2N5hI/s400/_MG_6467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404807057551449154" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7ZqWWYeI/AAAAAAAAArc/A-o8WMr26Jk/s1600/_MG_6437.JPG"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7ZqWWYeI/AAAAAAAAArc/A-o8WMr26Jk/s400/_MG_6437.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404807077360460258" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7ZAOgL_I/AAAAAAAAArU/yOi7lNLY62U/s1600/_MG_6428.JPG"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7ZAOgL_I/AAAAAAAAArU/yOi7lNLY62U/s400/_MG_6428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404807066053259250" /></a><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7Z7hU8SI/AAAAAAAAArk/ESDqTsf0oe4/s1600/oscarhat2.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwG7Z7hU8SI/AAAAAAAAArk/ESDqTsf0oe4/s400/oscarhat2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404807081969905954" /></a></div><div>With it being Veterans Day and the courts being closed (meaning Dad had the day off) we headed off to Hogle Zoo. First on the agenda was seeing the new babies that were there. Oscar seemed to have tons of fun. He fell walking with mom and ended up with some road rash on his head (you can see it in the picture of him in his stroller). We must admit we were a little disappointed in the zoo. Many of the animals were not out and it was a beautiful day! The highlights were the elephants, bears (which deke thought would be fun to feed pretzels too), giraffes and the wolf. Other than that there wasn't much to see. No lions, tigers or hippo. Maybe we will have to go when it is warmer so there will be more to see. I'm not sure the last time I went to the zoo but it sure seemed a lot smaller to me. I guess the last zoo I have been to was the San Diego Zoo on our honeymoon. And that zoo is huge!</div><div><div><br /></div><div>We decided to get some lunch at Litza's Pizza. We love their pizza and Oscar sure loved it as well. We then hit Cosco to do some shopping before heading home. </div><div><br /></div><div>We sure enjoyed spending the day with Deke! We love when we get to go do fun things as a family.</div></div></div></div></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-556011294507101672009-11-16T15:03:00.002-05:002009-11-16T15:25:32.861-05:00Our Halloween Elephant<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0794ujI/AAAAAAAAAq8/nGh8rRkIGXw/s1600/_MG_6372.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0794ujI/AAAAAAAAAq8/nGh8rRkIGXw/s400/_MG_6372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404795451318254130" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0n1N-9I/AAAAAAAAAq0/RdO25N9HK_I/s1600/_MG_6384.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0n1N-9I/AAAAAAAAAq0/RdO25N9HK_I/s400/_MG_6384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404795445913189330" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0aBqf9I/AAAAAAAAAqs/TC1lFm-xJc0/s1600/_MG_6378.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SwGw0aBqf9I/AAAAAAAAAqs/TC1lFm-xJc0/s400/_MG_6378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404795442207293394" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">I found this cute elephant costume at Walmart of all places. I think Oskie makes the cutest little elephant ever! Our Halloween adventure took us to Alpine to hang out with our friends the Clark's (minus Adam as he was at the Utah Football game with Deke). Natalie made some hummy Tempura to help us feel a little more healthy with all the candy that would be eaten. We than took the kids trick or treating (Oscar hangout in the stroller). I am so sad that I forgot to put the flashcard back in the camera and therefore do not have any pictures of the Clark kids in their cute costumes. Amber was Cinderella, Karli was Taylor Swift (hair and all) and Rex was a </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Sons of Anarchy motorcycle member with a hot pink mohawk (click </span></span><a href="http://adamandnatalieclark.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-howl-of-party.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">here</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> to see how cute they are). Thanks Clark's for letting us hang out and spending a fun night with us. </span></span></span>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-21203292407564065542009-11-04T14:56:00.008-05:002009-11-06T18:22:43.683-05:00Starting to Take After ME :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SvHfDr97zEI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZfFnYr6nb00/s1600-h/_MG_6359.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SvHfDr97zEI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZfFnYr6nb00/s400/_MG_6359.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400342682629033026" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">I can fall asleep pretty much anywhere. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Deke</span> challenged me once to fall asleep at a concert we were at. And it seriously could of happened. So much to my surprise today this is how Oscar decided to fall asleep. Right in the middle of our lunch. I guess he was super tired because this has never happened before. We got up at 7 today and so I knew he was going to need an earlier nap so we ate lunch right at noon. I was sitting at the table enjoying my hot dog (thanks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nat</span> for sharing the secret about the low fat <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">hebrew</span> national, pretty tasty!) and reading the new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">forbes</span> magazine we had gotten when I looked over and Oscar was totally falling asleep trying to eat his zesty tomato cheese puffs and string cheese. I just had to laugh. So like any good mom I hurried and documented the event with a short little video using my phone and then taking a few shots with the camera. Then of course, I got him out and put him down in his crib to sleep. I really never thought this day would come. I guess we have spoiled our little guy by rocking him to sleep for his naps and bedtime. That is why I am shocked he fell asleep on his own. I love that he has half the cheese puff still in his mouth. Reminds me of my sisters son Josh falling asleep with darts stuck to his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">forehead</span> and chin.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SvHebaLHv-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/voAX8XOggxg/s1600-h/josh.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SvHebaLHv-I/AAAAAAAAAqU/voAX8XOggxg/s400/josh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400341990657736674" /></a>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-18272219676929630952009-10-08T16:29:00.004-04:002009-10-08T17:46:37.721-04:00More Sleep Please...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Ss5OIrlJEcI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xhyZ_zBiu4/s1600-h/_MG_5987.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Ss5OIrlJEcI/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xhyZ_zBiu4/s400/_MG_5987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390331715053490626" /></a>Oscar got a pair of slippers like these from his aunt Shelly when he was just little and I loved them! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Deke</span> on the other hand thinks they are a little feminine like <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ugg</span> boots or something. (he should be grateful that i haven't put leg warmers on our little boy, because i think they are the cutest!) The other day I was in Target and to my surprise found another pair just almost like his previous pair. So of course we HAD to have them. Now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Oskie</span> can wear his slippers around the house when it is a little chilly outside and keep his toes nice and warm. I love these things. How cute are they on my little boys feet?!?<div> </div><div><br /></div><div>I don't know what it is but lately i have had this itch for doing some crafty projects. I think it is with the season change and all the holidays that are coming up. So I have tried to find some cute little projects that I can complete. I am amazed at all the blogs that have these great tutorials on how to complete such projects. I find myself wishing that I knew how to sew. Yes mom you heard me right (you will be teaching me a few things when you get back JANUARY 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>!).</div><div><br /></div><div>So this week started out with a bang! Monday and Tuesday I got to the gym early in the morning and was home showered and ready for the day before Oscar woke up. Wednesday was the day I really needed him to continue his great sleeping skills, but of course he didn't. Instead of an early gym sessions I got an early session with him at 5:30 and then threw us into a crazy morning as I tried to get him to my sisters and myself to the doctors by 9:45. Today was somewhat better but not by much, he slept until 6:30. Now I would give anything for his previous great sleep until 7'<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">ish</span>. Getting a text while I'm at the gym that my little bundle of joy has woken up and has cut into my workout time doesn't give me the motivation to keep this early morning schedule. So please sleeping fairies make my little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">oskie</span> stay asleep until 7, so I can have a little session at the gym, which is much needed!! </div><div><br /></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-87539391028383082272009-08-16T17:44:00.007-04:002009-08-20T18:15:36.933-04:00Look Who is 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HFpbAoMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/xjNOSwPyPcQ/s1600-h/_MG_5589-ps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HFpbAoMI/AAAAAAAAAo8/xjNOSwPyPcQ/s400/_MG_5589-ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168830355284162" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**I saw this idea for appliqued onesies on my friends blog and had to make one</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></div>I seriously can't believe Oscar is already <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" >1</span>. Where does the time go? We celebrated his birthday on Saturday (his actually birthday was Friday). He had his aunts, uncles and cousins all help him celebrate this big milestone! He enjoyed feeding himself his own cake! He had so much fun playing with cousins and all his new toys!<br /><br />Oscar is very into Wubbzy (hence the cake), trucks (i swear boys must come programmed knowing how to make car sounds because he already does this), getting into the kitchen cupboards, otter pops, dancing to music, giving his stuffed animals kisses, playing the air drums (but now he has his own drum to pound on), and getting tons of attention from his parents. He chatters all day long but isn't saying too many real words, just mama, dada and izzy (deke's parents dog). We love him so much and are so grateful for him. He brings us way to much happiness!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HGRzP2OI/AAAAAAAAApE/i6_-4eQ9C-M/s1600-h/_MG_5534-ps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HGRzP2OI/AAAAAAAAApE/i6_-4eQ9C-M/s400/_MG_5534-ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168841194363106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**the masterpiece</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HG1roEQI/AAAAAAAAApM/IUzHdL0WfKU/s1600-h/_MG_5574-ps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HG1roEQI/AAAAAAAAApM/IUzHdL0WfKU/s400/_MG_5574-ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168850826072322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**He loved opening presents and paid attention to all the gifts he received.</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3JHvE5N6I/AAAAAAAAApc/epsHeYeu8W8/s1600-h/_MG_5601.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3JHvE5N6I/AAAAAAAAApc/epsHeYeu8W8/s400/_MG_5601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372171065256130466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**Singing Happy Birthday, he looks ready to blow out the candles</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HHTvyPLI/AAAAAAAAApU/teU1gmDs2Pc/s1600-h/_MG_5637-ps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3HHTvyPLI/AAAAAAAAApU/teU1gmDs2Pc/s400/_MG_5637-ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372168858896579762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**enjoying his very own birthday cake</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3JIUs-5MI/AAAAAAAAApk/EgOippdR1Vc/s1600-h/_MG_5661.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/So3JIUs-5MI/AAAAAAAAApk/EgOippdR1Vc/s400/_MG_5661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372171075356386498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">**all done, clapping for himself!</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Thanks everyone for coming and celebrating with us. Oscar is so lucky to have such a great family who loves him!<br /></div> </div></div></div></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-28323382093097321512009-08-13T12:05:00.010-04:002009-08-13T20:50:08.954-04:00A Few Videos for My Parents<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SoSyVCWW88I/AAAAAAAAAnM/QiqfzBClqoU/s1600-h/_MG_5350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SoSyVCWW88I/AAAAAAAAAnM/QiqfzBClqoU/s400/_MG_5350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369612730210120642" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" >**Don't you like his custom made onsie from Deke's friend?</span><br /></div>Oskie is in full swing now walking all over the place! He is such a busy little boy! It was just over night I swear that he decided he didn't need mom and dad there to walk back and forth to. He could just go whenever he wanted to. He is loving getting into the cupboards and pulling out all the pots and pans he can get his hands on. I guess whatever keeps him entertained while I do the dishes or start dinner is fine by me. This first video is of him walking when he still wasn't very good at it.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwfDutwHWH7zXhwIQQKETaOW2BgoOZE24U1bBVb3T8C8oLFmphO0piTZRrGOkdCgZl0TVxYKdZdshlPMBQRVA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />There is a song by the Black Keys that Deke plays for Oscar. As soon as the music even starts Oscar knows what it is and starts to dance and smile. It is too cute! He also has a love for Jerry Lee Lewis as well. Here are a couple videos of our dancing boy!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyemM6pJk3DWx8Ohyrbwd9mW3P0vRIErpRQYAIizxTyBHrNX3NOfnDE7cXPxdOYL5r5zugf5g_OG4ncZEV7hQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dznIJNf1SOPfMUH0nfRbe5IwVjdPaO36A92GjnA-xHLCQppkR0aysFDQrtnVzc2ZrDRxqlwgyi1lV1bvFJF' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />We cut our little guys hair on Sunday. Deke and I took turns with the clippers. Oscar wasn't a huge fan of the ordeal but he did alright. He did need lots of comforting afterwards. He just wanted to be held by one of us and we were trying to get ready for church. Needless to say mom and dad need more practicing but over all it didn't turn out to bad. He sure makes him look older to me!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SoSyVqXL5HI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dMc25hXecWY/s1600-h/_MG_5509.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SoSyVqXL5HI/AAAAAAAAAnU/dMc25hXecWY/s400/_MG_5509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369612740951008370" border="0" /></a>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-16446276383566917562009-06-29T23:43:00.015-04:002009-07-20T01:24:37.184-04:00Last few months...<span style="font-size:100%;">So I really have been meaning to post for some time. My mom says she checks everyday for new pictures of Oscar (I must be the worst daughter in the world)!<br /><br /></span>Where does the time go? Oscar is approaching his 1st Birthday. I can't believe it has been a year. He is so busy! He is walking somewhat back and forth from person to person. Ever day he gets more brave in taking steps while no one is there. He does crawl like a mad man. He will find anything to get into if you turn your back for a second. He jabbers all day long too. Not to many real words yet. We are working on them. Mama seems like all for now. I have a feeling he is going to be just like his dad and have a million things to say.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPkty9T2mI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HSJwARhhybQ/s1600-h/IMG_5094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPkty9T2mI/AAAAAAAAAlg/HSJwARhhybQ/s400/IMG_5094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379456925194850" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPktvkXJGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Qhz90iGgBAU/s1600-h/_MG_5078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPktvkXJGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Qhz90iGgBAU/s400/_MG_5078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379456015246434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">*We attended a family reunion in June in Ophir. Oscar had fun</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > relaxing in a chair and crawling in the grass (at first he didn't</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > like the feel of grass but it doesn't seem to slow him down anymore!).</span><br /></div>I survived the Wasatch Back thank goodness! It was harder than I imagined. Running on no sleep is pretty difficult. Deke is the best dad ever! He was so excited to have Oscar during the Wasatch Back (remind you Oskie still wasn't the best at taking the bottle). He did fabulous with him! They played and played and had tons of fun. It was good I was nervous for the race because I didn't have much time to think about how things were going at home. I swore I would never do it again (during and right after the race). But now that it has worn off, I will be out running next year if at all possible. Why would I do this to myself again!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPks_cizDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/az-5qiRVsBE/s1600-h/van.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPks_cizDI/AAAAAAAAAlI/az-5qiRVsBE/s400/van.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379443097553970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">L to R Kim, Angela, Me, Rachel, Karli and Tara</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > *Our team name was We Run for Tight Buns (i was wishing mine</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > would be a little tighter training for this thing, but i swear </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > training makes me want to eat more!)</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPktKWqaAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FSMbYKu3Iik/s1600-h/meandrach.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmPktKWqaAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/FSMbYKu3Iik/s400/meandrach.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360379446025676802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">*My Sister Rachel and Me</span></span><br /></div>Rachel my sister and I ran on the 4th of July in a 15K in Hyrum. It was a fun run down the Black Fork Canyon. We both really enjoyed it. Maybe it will become a tradition!?! I hurried home and made it to the end of the Grantsville parade. Oskie was enjoying the bands and all the loud sirens. We then headed back to Deke's parents for a BBQ and then headed home for some sleep needed by Oskie and myself. We ended the day with shaved ice (yum TigersBlood) and putting Oskie to bed and enjoying the Grantsville fireworks from our front yard.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2rbgia1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jtqm8DhUia0/s1600-h/oscar2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2rbgia1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/jtqm8DhUia0/s400/oscar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360399207480060754" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2qiBpovI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YNFbzygIaVc/s1600-h/momandoskie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2qiBpovI/AAAAAAAAAmA/YNFbzygIaVc/s400/momandoskie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360399192049689330" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2rJ1KMsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/i_lj2C3R_rM/s1600-h/oscar.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP2rJ1KMsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/i_lj2C3R_rM/s400/oscar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360399202734715586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >*Seriously he did enjoy the parade. The last picture he is pretty serious in.</span><br /></div>I have enjoyed getting together with my sisters and friends whenever possible! We are excited to get Oskie into the swimming pool. We were going to take him this weekend but decided to wait due to the 100 degree weather. We don't want to fry the little boy, but I would like to report it appears he didn't get my freckled skin HOORAY!!! He is sporting some very nice tan legs due to all the time he spends in his stroller while we run around town. He did finally fall asleep the other day which he hasn't done in months!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP9S4tDlNI/AAAAAAAAAmY/G5ACvbnCDfQ/s1600-h/oskiestroller.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SmP9S4tDlNI/AAAAAAAAAmY/G5ACvbnCDfQ/s400/oskiestroller.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360406482401858770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">*Too precious! Look at how he clenches his hands in fists</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" > while he sleeps. I think he gets that from me, oops!</span><br /></div>Well we are hoping the rest of the summer doesn't fly by! Hopefully I will be better at blogging!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-63747966024195114372009-05-19T00:05:00.008-04:002009-05-19T00:22:57.123-04:009 Months Old<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/ShIxz-d1T4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/jcmKUgz6SbQ/s1600-h/_MG_4860.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337383277398675330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/ShIxz-d1T4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/jcmKUgz6SbQ/s400/_MG_4860.JPG" border="0" /></a>Oscar is now 9 months old. He has been so much fun the last couple of days. He just got over a rotten cold he got from his dad. So he is feeling better thank goodness! He is pulling himself up and walking around whatever he is holding on to. He isn't so interested in crawling. He still does his army crawl but won't get up on all fours. He is still way into food. If you are eating and not sharing with him he makes this smacking noise to let you know he wants some. He will eat anything you give him. He is loving our morning runs and does so good. He just talks to himself or watches the cars drive by. He loves to watch cars. Deke will turn on car racing and Oskie will seriously watch for 20 mins as the drive around. Can you tell we can't get enough of our little guy! We love him so much!!
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-91482028847227440112009-05-18T23:03:00.008-04:002009-05-19T00:05:27.494-04:00Deke's Big Day<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/ShIn3Rm2j6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/_9Rb_7_AQ9U/s1600-h/_MG_4840.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337372338960109474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/ShIn3Rm2j6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/_9Rb_7_AQ9U/s400/_MG_4840.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><div>Friday Deke got got admitted to the Utah State Bar. So he is a legal attorney now. I can't believe this journey is over. 3 years surely went by fast. The ceremony wasn't too exciting. A judge talked way to long in my opinion. I guess I stopped listening after his first 2 points (he had 13). I guess the highlight of his talk were the 5 P's Proper Preparation Prevents Poor Performance. I guess my mind and focus was more on trying to keep Oscar entertained. Thanks to all those who came and supported Deke. I am so proud of all of Deke's hard work! Today was his first day being able to go in front of the judge. He said everything went well. I am just glad that he is loving what he is doing. I think he likes his job too much because he leaves the house around 7 and doesn't get home until 6 most nights. I am trying to be understanding with the long hours but will admit that I have a hard time some days (when Oskie isn't feeling good and I'm ready for a break). Deke would now like to be referred to as Esquire by all :)!</div><div></div>
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<br />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-60894864819079661732009-04-28T00:27:00.004-04:002009-04-28T00:52:41.795-04:00New Things Going On...A few things have changed for me. They released me from nursery. Shocking I know. I thought I was doomed for another 3 years of nursery leader (which really wouldn't be all that bad). My new calling is Beehive Advisor in the Young Womens. I taught my first lesson on Sunday. I think it went ok. Our YW suffers in our ward. There aren't too many girls. I had 3 girls in class on Sunday but 2 of the girls really aren't in YW yet (they turn 12 in May, the bishop said they could come so a less active girl wouldn't have to be alone). They were fun and more talkative then I was expecting so that was good. I need to be better through the week getting things together so I don't stay up until 1:30 Saturday night getting my handouts and things together.<br /><br />Oscar is getting so BIG! He is learning tons of new things. He claps his hands and shacks his head no. He begs for food when he sees others eating (that one not so cute, a little annoying sometimes because he doesn't give up until he gets many bites). We have retired the little bath tub and he now takes baths in the big bath tub. He likes it even more than his little bath. He splashes like crazy and has tons more room. He has officially cut his 7th tooth now. I swear he is going to have a full mouth full by the time he reaches 1. He is still the BEST, even if he didn't want to sleep last night and deprived his mother of much needed sleep. He still isn't fully crawling on all fours. He scouts and will rock up onto all fours but when he tries to move forward he face plants it into the ground. Maybe one day he will figure it all out. <br /><br />Derrick is enjoying work (which is good)! He doesn't dread going in every day. We went shopping on Saturday to get him some new suits and boy are those things pricey! Atleast I think he now has enough to be a respectable attorney. His parents were nice enough to purchase a suit and men's warehouse had buy one get one free so that worked out good. But you would think that alterations were included for free. NOPE, you have to pay extra to actually get them to fit you. I don't understand this but oh well, what can you do. A couple more ties and a pair of new shoes and he is set for now. <br /><br />Here are few new pictures of our pride and joy!!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SfaI54inBiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_R0w-qFxDIY/s1600-h/IMG_4710.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SfaI54inBiI/AAAAAAAAAgo/_R0w-qFxDIY/s400/IMG_4710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329597737051031074" border="0" /></a>Doesn't he look cute in yellow!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SfaI5629SfI/AAAAAAAAAgw/fdyf5Vy7544/s1600-h/IMG_4722.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/SfaI5629SfI/AAAAAAAAAgw/fdyf5Vy7544/s400/IMG_4722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329597737673247218" border="0" /></a>Playing with his new tool kit. Doesn't he look so much older!<br /></div>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-74451674666024331682009-04-28T00:06:00.003-04:002009-04-28T00:27:48.313-04:00Oskie Enjoying his Swing<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz9LKeG7zVdXhB0qrsKq0zk4q95NLD9hjKSn0R4pxAjKPLy9a0GDMpsJZlZrCJtHbnI-ybf0Vnon9n54g7KIQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I just love his laugh! I enjoys being outside. He loves to just watch the cars drive by. Hopefully the weather will be nice all week so we can go for walks again. I am so sick of the rain and wind and cold! I would really like to enjoy Spring weather before it gets too hot!Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-63488368321924572382009-04-10T01:02:00.004-04:002009-04-10T01:19:54.681-04:00Yummy Fondue<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7Va4lW2SI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oVlOnKCxWEE/s1600-h/fondue.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7Va4lW2SI/AAAAAAAAAgY/oVlOnKCxWEE/s400/fondue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322926467440892194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Nat, I stole this picture from your blog :)</span><br /><br /></div>My friend Natalie invited me to take a fondue class at Thanksgiving Point with her. The class was taught by someone from the melting pot and now I have a few of their recipes to make. She demonstrated how to make the fondue and then we were all able to taste it. It was excellent! It was fun talking with Natalie and seeing her cute family again. Her girls Amber and Karli are always entertaining and Rex is the most laid back little boy (maybe Oscar could take some lessons from him)!<br /><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lola/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" />Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-56293022939888831252009-04-10T00:26:00.003-04:002009-04-10T01:00:25.962-04:00Sitting Up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVUYfQpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OlXiYt9fooQ/s1600-h/_MG_4580.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVUYfQpI/AAAAAAAAAgI/OlXiYt9fooQ/s400/_MG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921973777384082" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">Oscar is getting BIG way too fast! He is sitting up all by himself now. He is getting so good at it. He still is scooting everywhere and rocks back on his knees but still no attempt to crawl. One day he will figure it out. It is funny to watch him scoot though. He scoots just far enough to be in reach of what he wants. He doesn't over scoot. He has been saying MaMa for awhile now but I didn't think he knew that it meant me. But Deke and I are convinced he does know. He only says it when I'm around or he is trying to get my attention. It is so cute and melts my heart. We are working on the DaDa word now. He has been laughing so hard lately at silly things we do. I never thought such a small little being could bring so much JOY to my life! He continues to be the BEST!!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVhKxmUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/g70oUUE64m4/s1600-h/IMG_4637.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVhKxmUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/g70oUUE64m4/s400/IMG_4637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921977209526594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVOW9wPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_zc-Z4sjYO0/s1600-h/_MG_4553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nh4J-RwHOHk/Sd7RVOW9wPI/AAAAAAAAAgA/_zc-Z4sjYO0/s400/_MG_4553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322921972160381170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">**Don't pay attention to all his drool, I think he is cutting a few more teeth. He already has five.</span>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-687505358101009625.post-74760164781574616682009-03-26T22:24:00.004-04:002009-03-26T22:41:42.115-04:00Videos of OscarSorry for the quality of the video. I recorded it with my cell phone next time I will use our digital camera. Enjoy Grandma and Grandpa! I wish you were here to enjoy your cutest little grandson :) I can't believe how big he is getting. Time goes by way too fast! They are just short 30 second videos. And the picture gets better after a few seconds. <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxFc8LqiNk2fIc2bYgsZ4eMlPKSmZ0nwanHKhjjYEPMRuG8g6wEFgzTBiY0C1pFxoXlzWKa_d5VdQKpiS4INQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw83p-xzUjP5APte_PuvivY_-U9IAj2AP0aYUfJGWfIOTotn2juK6wzC3f0WtQcr1I6zjekfqH12kwQBiGxUQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Lesliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10516811593501720724noreply@blogger.com6