tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23873484006269827032024-02-22T14:03:29.689-07:00Jake & MariaJakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.comBlogger278125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-29566330928380911002012-08-20T12:31:00.001-07:002012-08-20T13:06:03.155-07:00Potty Training<div style="text-align: center;">
Daphne has been out of diapers for about a month now. She is such a smart girl and really knows how to push my buttons with potty training! :) She usually has a daily oops, but is getting better everyday. I love her laugh and smile after she does her "business" on the potty. </div>
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Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-4598790536592220072012-07-22T10:55:00.000-07:002012-08-20T11:14:20.771-07:00Happy 1st Birthday Bridges!<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
Yeppers, he is one year old! This year has gone by sooo fast. What a funny sweet little boy I have. Bridges loves to crawl around the house and get into anything I leave down. He is constantly smiling and loves to give kisses. I kiss those juicy dimples in return! He loves food, any food he can get his hands on, and he is not picky. I swear he eats more than Davis or Daphne. <br />
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For his birthday we had a family party at the church ramadas. I made Hawaiian haystacks, pumpkin bars and Grandma Wilhelm made marshmallow brownies. It was such a beautiful evening and we spent several hours enjoying food and conversation while the kids ran wild. <br />
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I love this little boy!<br />
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Aunt Lara made this hat </div>
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Playing with Bridge's gifts </div>
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Handsome Jake </div>
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Dimples! </div>
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4 Generations of Davis'{Grandma Wilhelm, Maria, Bridges, Great Grandma Davis} </div>
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3 Generations of Boyles {Davis, Jake, Bridges, Grandpa Boyle}<br />
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Grandpa Wilhelm</div>
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Grandma Boyle & Bridges </div>
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Aunt Lara Louie </div>
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Tjei </div>
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Graham </div>
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I love Mia's face in this one {Graham, Aubrey, Mia, Daphne}</div>
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Aubrey </div>
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Davis </div>
Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-81564725833952521652012-07-20T09:49:00.000-07:002012-08-04T22:19:40.448-07:00Pioneer Days<div style="text-align: center;">
Since moving up to St. Johns I have been so excited for a 2 things, Pioneer Days and The Fair. Pioneer Days was a blast. Jennifer came up and stayed with me and Jake was at a work conference in Tucson. We ate El Camino, cruised, watched movies, went to the campfire circle, went to Lyman Lake, talked and talked. I love my Jennifer. Jake was able to come home early on Saturday and we all went to the parade with the Boyles. These pictures are from one of the trips to Lyman Lake.</div>
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Aubrey, Davis & Daphne</div>
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While playing in the lake Davis told me he had to go to the bathroom. I told him to go ahead and pee in the lake. So he got out of the water and pulled down his pants and went!</div>
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I think I had to take every rock on the beach out of his mouth<br />
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Lyman is only open during the summer so we come here at least once a week!</div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-84919034046342859542012-07-01T09:05:00.000-07:002012-08-04T10:00:10.684-07:00Family JournalIt has been over a year since we posted. I have been thinking about this and how much I want to record our family history. Jake & I are both on facebook and there are updates and pictures there, but I really want to be able to print out a yearly yearbook of the changes in our life. So just a warning to those that are reading these next posts...you probably saw them on facebook.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-46968131398744380952011-06-12T09:51:00.000-07:002012-08-04T09:54:08.302-07:00Sunday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Daphne and I stayed home from church yesterday. Neither of us have been feeling very good for about two weeks now. I think we were infected by the monster haboob. I felt like joining her but started looking for the missing remote and ended up cleaning the entire house in the process. </div>
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After cleaning and showering I started on dinner. We had grilled honey mustard chicken stuffed with swiss cheese and onions (I made the recipe up and it turned out really good). We also ate corn and spaghetti squash. </div>
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After dinner we decided to go for our Sunday cruise. We found ourselves this time in Fountain Hills just in time to see the </div>
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Grandma Boyle was very nice when she accepted my invitation for us to come out to her house for dinner and to play yesterday. The kids had so much fun playing with their cousins. They got really loud and crazy at one point and we turned on the mini-TV to entertain them for a while (lasted maybe 5 minutes max). <br />
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It was fun too to visit with Kelly and swap diet ideas - I felt like a hypocrite as I munched on potato chips. We had a grand mystery adventure searching for the ever illusive D and H peices of an alphabet puzzle. It really was a fun afternoon and evening.<br />
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We got home well after their bedtime and they were so tired they both asked to go to bed. This morning they slept in so late we had to rush to get them and Sweetie out the door to water aerobics. Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-71458876428453281922011-06-05T13:58:00.000-07:002011-06-06T14:01:50.597-07:00Whew!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1dyxEayAKkcqM9T7vXyGNg6qBvsTRhTYXw7NJz5oC6rBTNIuEU0_X8EMyDYd1_qB-m3dUFj4tMco8uCpNKXLZ-FpIibr1AcDYD06hHCo7S1m7mB7WuBB1cVw4umqByLqJnZM9S37gbLo/s1600/IMG_3133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1dyxEayAKkcqM9T7vXyGNg6qBvsTRhTYXw7NJz5oC6rBTNIuEU0_X8EMyDYd1_qB-m3dUFj4tMco8uCpNKXLZ-FpIibr1AcDYD06hHCo7S1m7mB7WuBB1cVw4umqByLqJnZM9S37gbLo/s320/IMG_3133.JPG" t8="true" width="253px" /></a></div><br />
Saturday I completed my first century - 100 miles by bike. It took me over 7 hours and left me exhuasted and sore. I am felling better today and am sure I will be 100% before I know it. You can read more by clicking GOZO above.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-74335151487235204052011-06-02T17:54:00.000-07:002011-06-02T17:54:36.314-07:00Little Man<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAgnk_FR-GaY3S7U0dCXl7h9BAjuVJDAEHScsvXYEE_HSS22QtneKum3CNG4-bmM5f7YuU4kpfCV7Y6tCjYISaB-u2axTfvN3cEf3q2nQnp_PR-UnflnbLx2bMl9Pt6hhR2S4yNvICsuA/s1600/downsized_0602110837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAgnk_FR-GaY3S7U0dCXl7h9BAjuVJDAEHScsvXYEE_HSS22QtneKum3CNG4-bmM5f7YuU4kpfCV7Y6tCjYISaB-u2axTfvN3cEf3q2nQnp_PR-UnflnbLx2bMl9Pt6hhR2S4yNvICsuA/s320/downsized_0602110837.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /></a></div><br />
Davis is getting so big! Grandma Boyle bought him a whole new wardrobe (dang-near) and he is looking so good these days! He now has a handful of polos, some shorts, and a t-whirt or two. He looks so big to me in this picture.<br />
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Davis is speaking so much these days too. It is fun to be able to call and have an actually conversation with him on the phone. He is so helpful too and willing to throw things away or put dishes in the sink. Lately he has been so giving too and willing to share with Daphne. He is going to be a huge help with the little one in a couple of months.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-79475816712950368262011-06-01T09:29:00.000-07:002011-06-01T09:29:26.281-07:00Off with his head<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLU5t3GsbpmMoqMWf3ynAFZYXYNOHVRXJZ7_ZcGRYpXQdnXaLd50nko3yq8z6XfutIFTBdw65X0-9cnM8NkMTnRouTkFesMMui9Snb2eu8-RqSRXGFYLcjW3d-fGaOFSSUBxRtatjbU0U/s1600/downsized_0601110813.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLU5t3GsbpmMoqMWf3ynAFZYXYNOHVRXJZ7_ZcGRYpXQdnXaLd50nko3yq8z6XfutIFTBdw65X0-9cnM8NkMTnRouTkFesMMui9Snb2eu8-RqSRXGFYLcjW3d-fGaOFSSUBxRtatjbU0U/s320/downsized_0601110813.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /></a></div><br />
Nothing in our house is safe anymore. Daphne has learned to open the baby locks (Davis still has a hard time with them). She just opens the door slightly and sticks her little finger in there and pops the lock open. Today she got into the cabinet under our TV grabbed Mr. Smith and threw him - his head rolled across the room. Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-33073272950028942862011-05-31T15:04:00.001-07:002011-05-31T15:05:23.973-07:00100 Miles of Nowhere<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.gozocycling.com/" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200px" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieAVGryXKAYlQGFKGBi_Rdzb5XRnvUTsxxZcVH7V9Awy3Aoy6k7uyxHemYOyYWJlApDhRmv-FARGwUaOS3COsIJqtutDc4vei7HpEL7_4tJrsMid9cHY__x5ovcUhYas2imweAiSJ-xcA/s200/downsized_0524110701.jpg" t8="true" width="103px" /></a></div>Most of you should know by now but if not, I have recently began to spend a lot of time on my bike. I have started a <a href="http://www.gozocycling.com/">project blog</a> to track my progress and journey. I signed up for a charity ride, 100 Miles of Nowhere, and will be completing it this weekend. It consists of me riding alone for 100 miles over a short distance loop (ten 10 mile loops for example). We are going to have a finish line gathering if you'd like to come and see what a 270lbs man riding 100 miles looks like - come on out. I will have more information shortly on when and where exactly - as soon as I have those details I will let you know (you can pencil it in between 10:30 and 11:30am at either a park near our home or the bike shop down the road from us). It would be fun to see you there.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-1526118841646496832011-05-30T19:28:00.000-07:002011-05-30T19:28:42.506-07:00Memorial DayWe came home from St. Johns on Saturday because Maria was unable to find a substitute for her Primary class and we liked the idea of beating all the traffic back into the Valley. We did not do much on Saturday after getting home only because we were so tired and it was so stinkin hot outside. Sunday was, well, Sunday and today the kids and I are sick. We were going to go out to Quentin and Felicia's house for a BBQ but decided against it because we did not want to share what we had with the other babies or my Dad. We did however have a little fun of our own after nap time. <br />
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This morning the kids woke up about five, and I got out of bed to take them downstairs to Maria who had slept on the couch. When I got up I noticed out the window that the sun was just starting to show its face from behind the trailer park in front of our parents' houses. The sun shines on all kinds.<br />
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Just before lunch, while many were still at the honors and recognition ceremony at the high school we decided to let the kids play in the water. TJei and Mia came over and joined in the fun but it was Davis who got the last laugh. He kept filling his bucket with water and then would chase down everyone and anyone in an attempt to splash them. Most the time it ended in him spilling most if not all of the water on himself and he would return for another go around. Most everyone else by this time was cold and had had enough. <br />
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I am now here updating the blog as everyone else is enjoying lunch at El Caminos. I am trying my best to stay true to my diet and decided to pass - I am not sure I would have had the strength to pass on my 'usual' - chicken chimi, green, enchilada style topped with guacamole and sour cream and a side of beans with a sopapilla chased by a frosty mug of root beer. MMMmmmmM!Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-52637324084333275412011-05-20T17:48:00.000-07:002011-05-20T17:48:19.815-07:00Daphalpha<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdqCQBIVF8WhHE5lHdDc6MqV5eERSzvfHoJXM-Lm1X7D7Ggl0WvWSKmFZaSc2_EBrU4FEAch7oy6pUAkDjsjb13C1vZcSvwCPTKQ0RZJtBXeaEt2LWVCNa0MHnnvi4DcFOnDKHDadAgM/s1600/0505111144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCdqCQBIVF8WhHE5lHdDc6MqV5eERSzvfHoJXM-Lm1X7D7Ggl0WvWSKmFZaSc2_EBrU4FEAch7oy6pUAkDjsjb13C1vZcSvwCPTKQ0RZJtBXeaEt2LWVCNa0MHnnvi4DcFOnDKHDadAgM/s320/0505111144.jpg" width="240px" /></a></div><br />
Before going to the zoo a while back I worked diligently to get the kids well lathered in sun block. I used the spray kind to make sure the parts in Daphne's hair did not allow her scalp to burn. The sun block though made is though that her usually feathery, light, curly hair was greasy, thick, and malleable. I had a bit of fun with her before getting her dressed and out the door. Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-2504881554779446262011-05-19T16:15:00.000-07:002011-05-19T16:15:13.443-07:00Easter 2011We all had a blast up in St. Johns for Easter...<br />
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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqoKI4ugBVMSS0jonKOBet8pHLFXzFuMER7ozePe2uYJEg6zhk1wip1Ud3i1n_xB5sQwwjfvd1sXEPVggxokgALNqhDylma3N3pLgf84P10FKS_ghwLr_lWs_lDibRuFU555eqq0owGw/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqoKI4ugBVMSS0jonKOBet8pHLFXzFuMER7ozePe2uYJEg6zhk1wip1Ud3i1n_xB5sQwwjfvd1sXEPVggxokgALNqhDylma3N3pLgf84P10FKS_ghwLr_lWs_lDibRuFU555eqq0owGw/s400/IMG_1039.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">During the hunt Davis would shake the eggs to see if they had candy, if they were real eggs he would throw them back like an unwanted carp.</div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-30895543967919746012011-05-19T15:59:00.000-07:002011-05-19T15:59:44.898-07:00I get it, Jake!Thank you Jake, for the previous posts about my lack of blogging. I do feel badly that we have so much documented on Davis and hardly anything for our little Daphne. I'm on it! Love, MariaJakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-86599782309733525752011-05-17T15:23:00.000-07:002011-05-17T15:23:47.277-07:00Time with Daphie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaSKAO9ixV5iwj8g8VYrnFD7HQE5aMz-ocV_KzieZnM_CGfNr-NNRZNAwtxfE6lxN8AwojsAdXSFgO3ol1y6TQB8ZcGB8m7X4CN5lWtUy_RhHc_3jfLtKuEEarK9NmgLDRMNs3qFqdyQI/s1600/IMG_0828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaSKAO9ixV5iwj8g8VYrnFD7HQE5aMz-ocV_KzieZnM_CGfNr-NNRZNAwtxfE6lxN8AwojsAdXSFgO3ol1y6TQB8ZcGB8m7X4CN5lWtUy_RhHc_3jfLtKuEEarK9NmgLDRMNs3qFqdyQI/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" width="320px" /></a></div><br />
Davis has been out of town - visiting Papa and Grandma Wilhelm in St. Johns - and Maria and I have had the opportunity to spend a lot of extra time with Daphne. She is such a cute and adorable little girl. She is so sweet and very playful. I feel bad when I think about the blog that it is not as well documented all the funny things that she does. We are going to get back on this wagon though and try to go through old photos and get some more memories recorded - stay tuned.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-70623839870365703472011-05-17T14:31:00.003-07:002011-05-20T15:03:51.758-07:00Find Your Gozo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Many of you have already seen on Facebook that I have bought a bike and am now a wanna be Lance. I am trying to get fit, loose weight, and have fun by pedaling my butt all over town. I have created a separate blog to track all my goals and progress. You will though from time to time see some information posted here. Click on the image to check it out.</div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-44893016841179395222011-05-17T13:35:00.001-07:002011-05-17T15:41:08.525-07:00Davis Cole<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7O9hYhOsQu59rLVHzRbM6UlKNEVzpl2hyphenhyphenq9eNyTklK6g-S3ribtDQ_NeXbJV0R7fGu4wTNWlzWKgyTVQ_Exta-SS19oRqXeucl1NpV9nOTjKcNI4_FkHk461Nmxz0XQ_iiW9SoN1i7eA/s1600/downsized_0326111739%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7O9hYhOsQu59rLVHzRbM6UlKNEVzpl2hyphenhyphenq9eNyTklK6g-S3ribtDQ_NeXbJV0R7fGu4wTNWlzWKgyTVQ_Exta-SS19oRqXeucl1NpV9nOTjKcNI4_FkHk461Nmxz0XQ_iiW9SoN1i7eA/s320/downsized_0326111739%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Davis is such a fun little boy. He goes and goes and goes and rarely seems to tire. He loves to be tickled and has a contagious laugh. His imagination is one of his best qualities. The detail with which he plays with imaginary objects is amazing and fun to watch. He loves to be outdoors - at the park, in the yard, checking mail, you name it he loves it if it is outside. Maria and I are going to begin writing many more posts in the near future. We want to document all that has happened since we abandoned out blog. </div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-79003993130515457872010-11-29T21:46:00.000-07:002010-11-29T21:46:10.458-07:00My Buddy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjpCP0sZ7IMblYVQkvk8Gp4YNGJGCQjAyWfDWq9coZDKNke64TLWBJ_DQDztsk0yZYq7Ko2PgRVkxekYyPV0ETijnkCz1jH8PvBZ4rV971UGUtaLPGYOaSwH6wfiyxTqjRhuTcNK6A8Y/s1600/IMG_2411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPjpCP0sZ7IMblYVQkvk8Gp4YNGJGCQjAyWfDWq9coZDKNke64TLWBJ_DQDztsk0yZYq7Ko2PgRVkxekYyPV0ETijnkCz1jH8PvBZ4rV971UGUtaLPGYOaSwH6wfiyxTqjRhuTcNK6A8Y/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am not thrilled to admit this, and I am sure Quentin does not appreciate this either, but when we were just little boys we had a pair of <a href="http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&q=my+buddy+dolls&um=1&ie=UTF-8&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&biw=1152&bih=665">My Buddy</a> dolls, mine was red and Quentin's was blue. Well just a couple days ago Daphie got to open her birthday presents from Grandma and Grandpa Wilhelm and she got a little doll, her first. From the time she opened it though Davis has taken over ownership and refuses to let her play with it! He likes to feed the baby, play with the baby, put the baby to bed, and once even put the baby in timeout for playing with a piece of string. Last night he woke up in the middle of the night crying for his baby. Tonight he went to bed with the baby and when Maria went to check on him, like she does every night, she found him like this. Maria discovered a solution to Daphie's baby doll dilemma.... a second baby doll. Now they each have their very own.</div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-37711075862286228182010-11-17T13:42:00.000-07:002010-11-17T13:42:22.131-07:00Happy Holidays!I know it is a bit early but Karen took pictures of D&D. This took 2 hours, over 300 shots, and Karen's sweet patience to get these. Thank you Karen! <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I planned a night watching Showstoppers at Casino Arizona. Elvis, Garth, Reba...They were all there and we haven't laughed so hard in a long time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisAVSmQ2mD-GVkEdjGNmGEnwt716fraFWfSwjFABWpmLLN94iTqEolpy3jgz1RX5fAXtJL19XfdRqHC8ngICAlsoRailqUGA5C_b6ksUki45-vyylTLPb5qnQCASLKt9-jYilDJioQhho/s1600/IMG_2174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisAVSmQ2mD-GVkEdjGNmGEnwt716fraFWfSwjFABWpmLLN94iTqEolpy3jgz1RX5fAXtJL19XfdRqHC8ngICAlsoRailqUGA5C_b6ksUki45-vyylTLPb5qnQCASLKt9-jYilDJioQhho/s400/IMG_2174.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpVeut2oLGG4-hmQDHtbB0389At2esiH-q5bR_iyXdlO9lmrioxu7NQUZsABXNW25wiPaOVN8goq4TOvU2Dj1zRRgwvaKvKrQH9BwnB8eeW6_D9IjDEXLQQwAl4oSkZKKIOocjeVDHVs/s1600/IMG_2185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcpVeut2oLGG4-hmQDHtbB0389At2esiH-q5bR_iyXdlO9lmrioxu7NQUZsABXNW25wiPaOVN8goq4TOvU2Dj1zRRgwvaKvKrQH9BwnB8eeW6_D9IjDEXLQQwAl4oSkZKKIOocjeVDHVs/s400/IMG_2185.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">What an amazing night! I think Katy summed it up when she said that it felt like she was in college again. I think it is good to get away from the grind, even if it is only for a few hours. We have decided to do this once a month on the 2nd Thursday. I love you girls!</div>Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-79326488544841800702010-08-30T15:23:00.004-07:002010-08-30T17:44:20.361-07:00The Piper who Opposes ChangeOne date night long ago, before the kids, I took Maria to Peter Piper Pizza. We were flooded with good memories after reading <a href="http://datellerbears.blogspot.com/2010/08/joy-of-change.html">Da Teller Bears</a> recent blog about robbing the piggy bank we decided to do the same. I grabbed Davis' bank and my change jar and pulled out all the quarters - it totaled $28.25. I did not have coin wrappers so I made some using regular construction paper and tape. I loaded up the family and we went. I approached the ordering counter and presented a coupon and made my order. While the order was being entered into the register I asked if they accepted "children's piggy bank change" and was told yes. I then handed him the two home-rolled bundles of change. He looked at them and then walked away. Just a moment later he returned with his manager. The manager then began to chastise me for bringing in so many quarters and told me that he would not be able to accept more than just the $20. I told him that was fine because I had no intention of spending more money here. He then told me that he would have to count all the quarters, I told him that would be fine that we had time (Maria and the kids already went and sat down). He looked at the rolls a couple more times, tapped them on the counter, then finished ringing me up and stopped harassing me. <br />
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I have seen in windows and counters where place won't accept large bills but to try and not accept my change, pre-counted and neatly rolled - what's the deal with that? I have worked a lot of cash handling retail jobs in my life and I have never turned away rolled quarters. At the bank for instance we were given a $10 margin of error (above or below balanced) - one missing quarter in the roll was not going to break the bank. I even initialed the rolls and provided my phone number as a courtesy. <br />
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I can't wait to go back next year after we have enough copper in our banks.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-46216069580563027952010-08-29T08:29:00.000-07:002010-08-29T08:29:15.731-07:00Surprise<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7cFJUVFr1KBBLHN825JJMg6zvdMjVYTXAj_DfZ5jkFfH4XAjLO1CHuPepyNy2e6TC7sRTeOwEu95ojWbe1yeuq4ywH56MR6qFTcXNc5CtKHEBZE0K1GwwEVXbD38j9kbi-0jPKDUtJK4/s1600/tube.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="110" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7cFJUVFr1KBBLHN825JJMg6zvdMjVYTXAj_DfZ5jkFfH4XAjLO1CHuPepyNy2e6TC7sRTeOwEu95ojWbe1yeuq4ywH56MR6qFTcXNc5CtKHEBZE0K1GwwEVXbD38j9kbi-0jPKDUtJK4/s200/tube.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
Friday Morning Jake went off to work like normal. About 30 minutes later he came hollering into the house and my first reaction was noooooo the car broke down. However, when I saw him he was wearing swim trunks, a wife beater, and sunglasses. "We are going to tube the Salt River," he said! For months now I have said how much I want to go down the Salt River. Jake managed to use a vacation day, get a sitter, and pack us a cooler full of Fresca and Pringles. <br />
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There was hardly anyone there except a British couple who asked if there were snakes in the river. My reply was, "probably". :) It was a beautiful morning and amazing to spend a few hours with Jake. I can't believe that he was able to keep it a surprise as in my family we are notorious for ruining surprises. So thank you Q, Lara, and Jake...Memory I will have forever!Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-25536571219840593922010-08-23T11:44:00.000-07:002010-08-23T11:44:00.184-07:00Marty's Roll-A-Round RinkThis morning the kids were being whiny and cross so I loaded them up in the car and started driving. We ended up in Coolidge and I found this:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u4E1dt40j-xw_9hwnByETWgE2iu3P-75HhPhhxamjF12wpXjxJ73Hc9tdEqyXrEPrPjHXlGPpc8qS-tclSNV7C6BVDiEgzWiivHHfH_ZLltdRfI-Yj9vl2VkSw01gC5bPzTT9IkQPg4/s1600/Marty's.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u4E1dt40j-xw_9hwnByETWgE2iu3P-75HhPhhxamjF12wpXjxJ73Hc9tdEqyXrEPrPjHXlGPpc8qS-tclSNV7C6BVDiEgzWiivHHfH_ZLltdRfI-Yj9vl2VkSw01gC5bPzTT9IkQPg4/s400/Marty's.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I know it is not the best picture because in my haste I didn't take the camera, so the camera phone will have to do. I have only good and nostalgic feelings for this old place, now not even open. An old guy, presumably "Marty", played "Brown Eyed girl", by Van Morrison, which at the time made me wish I had brown eyes. This roller rink had the most blue, crooked, and uneven floors that I have ever seen at a skating rink, where at a mutual activity my cousin, Mike, broke his leg. Honestly, I can't even skate well or at all for that matter. I don't remember windows just a dimly lit floor which helped to mask my awful skate skills. The best part about going there was my QC 1st ward family. If you remember this place let me know what your memories are. Maybe the floors weren't even blue?!!! It has been a long time since I have been there.Jakehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03882204711100538818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2387348400626982703.post-87043951279104828632010-08-19T06:45:00.000-07:002010-08-20T10:19:18.390-07:00A New Dad's Must Haves:<strong><br />
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<strong>For fun I have compiled a list of what I believe to be the must haves for any new parent. Keep in mind that this comes from the perspective of a dad and I am sure a mother would have another perspective. I welcome any thoughts or discussion on the items I have listed or items you believe have been left off. I will try and add pictures later but at the time I am unable to so I have provided links for most everything.</strong><br />
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<strong>Boppy</strong> - The boppy is a must have (although doing a google search I have discovered what we call a Boppy and what the world calls a Boppy are two different things - <a href="http://www.target.com/Fisher-Price-Little-Lamb-Infant-Seat/dp/B001GQ2RUS/ref=sc_qi_detailbutton">click here to see what I am talking about</a>). I would recomend the boppy over a bassinet any day. It is small and easy to move from room to room or city to city if traveling. Our kids slept in the boppy for the first couple of months of their lives until we transitioned to the crib. They are soft, vibrate, and have toys which make them versatile for day time use also. <br />
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I give the "Boppy" five out of six dirty diapers.<br />
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<strong>Formula Dispenser</strong> - We did not discover this early enough (<a href="http://crewnet.vanguard.com/subsites/ics/news/market_volatility_qa.pdf">click here to see the dispenser</a>). It is great for making bottles on the road, <a href="http://lmgtfy.com/?q=church+pew">pew</a>, or in the middle of the night - at 2am I am not wanting to measure water and counts scoops! Before going to bed leave the bottle filled to the right level with water and the dispenser on your bed stand or bathroom sink, combine the contents when needed, prop the bottle up* and go back to bed. Done.<br />
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I give the "Formula Dispenser" four and a half dirty diapers out of six.<br />
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<strong>Baby Gates</strong> - Some might argue that we have taken gating our house to a new level. I would rather have one gate up that keeps kids out of our kitchen then have baby latches on all our cabinets. My favorite gate so far is <a href="http://www.onestepahead.com/catalog/product.jsp?productId=5828&parentCategoryId=85183&categoryId=85217">this one</a> because it is sturdy, foot operated, and swings both ways. Buying new can be costly but we have bought both of ours at yardsales or craigslist so keep your eyes open for them.<br />
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I give "Baby Gates" four out of six dirty diapers.<br />
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<strong>Diaper Dekor</strong> - We owe thanks to Lara for giving us this little peace of heaven. The Dekor is great and I have seen it hold up to 16lbs of dirty diapers. A couple of things to remember though with the Dekor that has led to its lower rating: 1) Toss, not pitch or throw, the diapers into the Dekor, the flap can break 2) Tie a figure eight in the bag to avoid having the knot slip under the pressure of 16lbs of baby byproduct. It is a great product though.<br />
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I give the "Dekor" only three out of six dirty diapers (although it can hold at least ten times that!).<br />
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<strong>Bottle Brush - </strong>I think just about any model will work. It is really nice to have when you find that bottle under the couch and can't identify what it had in it.<br />
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I give "Bottle Brushes" three out of six dirty diapers.<br />
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<strong>A Recliner </strong>- Eternally grateful I will be for my parents for providing us a recliner. We some amount of time almost every night for the first several months of both of our children's lives in that chair. If you don't have one - get one!<br />
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I give "recliners" six out of six dirty diapers.<br />
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<strong>What are some of your must haves? Anything I left off the list? What are some things that can be returned if received as a gift (ie </strong><a href="http://www.pregnancystore.com/zaky.html"><strong>Baby Hand Pillows</strong></a><strong>)?</strong><br />
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