tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61528790906960641762024-03-14T10:22:40.991-07:00Brad & LindseyBrad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-32734542547301052392012-07-18T21:45:00.003-07:002012-07-18T21:45:28.441-07:00Knee Surgery<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
So my right knee has been messed up for over a year now. I honestly don't even know what i did to it, but Brad convinced me to go to a Dr. and get it checked out before we were even engaged. I hate going to the Dr, but i decided to go in because i couldn't run/exercise at all without it killing me. The Dr told me some things to try to see if it would heal itself over time. A year later it was still hurting pretty bad, so i went back in. He broke the bad news that i needed surgery. Ugh.</div>
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So i scheduled it for the end of May. I picked a perfect weekend when Brad didn't have any organic chemistry tests, so i had him all to myself. I wasn't really nervous about the surgery until the night before. Brad gave me a blessing, and it just gave me the peace of mind that i needed that everything would be okay. What what i do without the priesthood?</div>
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I went in early Friday morning. Dr. Cooley at TOSH did the surgery, and i really really loved him. The surgery went well, and Brad and the nurses were making fun of me when i finally woke up, because they said they had been trying to wake me up for about an hour and a half. I was out! I guess i ignored the nurses that were trying to talk to me, and i would only respond to Brad. I feel so bad i don't remember any of it. I wish i could apologize to those nurses. Brad took me to his parents in Salt Lake after i finally woke up, and i had a nice 4 hour long nap. No pain meds. I was tough. </div>
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On our way back home to Utah County that night, we stopped at the rich house in Draper that Kenny and Heather were house sitting at because everyone was having a pool party. I got to sit on the bricks and watch. I was still feeling pretty groggy and out of it, but it felt good to get outside. Everyone was laughing at my feet because the stuff they put on my legs for the surgery turned my skin orange and changed the color of my nail polish to green. So gross looking. </div>
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I got to wear this wrap for about 4 days after my surgery. I hated it! I couldn't get it wet, so you can imagine how fun showers were. Thank goodness i have a loving husband. </div>
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6 weeks later, my knee feels great! I have been starting to run on it again, and it feels better than my other knee! I am so grateful for good Dr's that know what they are doing!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-50558725045709137502012-06-19T23:04:00.000-07:002012-06-19T23:04:12.410-07:00Texas Trip Part 2: Dallas<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So we got to Dallas late Friday night, and had almost the entire Schaack Pack together! (We just missed Steve and Alli) We got to see Jon and Lisa's new house for the first time, which was just beautiful! Lisa is so creative and had pretty much made everything in that house herself. That night, Lisa was just finishing decorating the house for Caleb's big day on Saturday. We sat up late and talked with everyone. We had a nice discussion of how many car accidents the Schaack children had been in, where we were the ones at fault. The number was slightly embarrassing, but we had some pretty funny stories to say the least. Those stories can be saved for another blog post. :) </div>
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We all woke up Saturday and had a pretty special day. It was Caleb's birthday, and also his baptism. We had a great peaceful morning getting ready, and then headed to the church. There were 16 people getting baptized in their stake that morning, so it made for a pretty long baptism. The spirit was really strong though, and it was fun to be there for his special day. </div>
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The best part of the baptism was hearing Caleb, Jacob, and McKenzie sing the baptism song together. It just brought the most peaceful and powerful feeling in the room, and brought everyone to tears. I often forget how strong spirited these little children are. They are definitely the most beautiful part of this world!</div>
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It was also really fun to meet Jon's office staff at the baptism. They all came to support Jon and Caleb, and they are all just incredible people. Not all of them are members of the church, so it was cool to have them be a part of it and feel of the special spirit there. We also got to see a few of my cousins that also live in Texas that we don't get to see very often either! </div>
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After the baptism, Lisa threw an amazing party like always. Nothing she does is ever short of amazing! Caleb's request for the luncheon was Costco pizza, so she stuck to his request (after negotiating that McDonalds was not an option). She did a rainbow theme to the party, and had all of the fruit and desserts all in the colors of the rainbow. It was so cute. Here is Caleb getting ready to blow out his birthday candles and showing off his new scriptures. </div>
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*Funny story: So Lisa made these really yummy brownie bites that everyone was eating. My dad was going to town on them, and Brad told me to take a picture. So i did, and sure enough...this bite exactly is the bite that took Jon, my dad and I into the dental office! He broke a tooth! Epic i know. So feel honored that you are looking at the picture of the bite that broke the tooth. :)</div>
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About an hour later...there we all were in McKinney Pediatric Dentistry. Jon, the dentist. Robbie, the student dentist. And me, the Dental Assistant. It was a family party in Dad's mouth. </div>
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Once we had Dad in there, it began to be a Schaack Family medical/dental super Saturday! Jon did exams on Kenzie and Brinley, and Russ was doing adjustments on everyone in the other chairs...it was a riot. </div>
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After everyone was healed, we went and played at the most beautiful park in the world. We played some tennis, played with the kids, and went on a really pretty walk around the lake there. Brad was in love with this house that is behind us in this picture. (Looks pretty from a distance, but I don't like it) So we stopped to take a picture :)</div>
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At home, all the boys always found time to play lots of basketball and have dunking competitions. </div>
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Sunday was Megan's 30th Birthday. They had to leave to go back home to Austin this day, but we still had fun celebrating her! We had a big list of 30 things we love about Megan. Lisa made this yummy dessert for her to blow her candles out too. We just had a nice relaxing Sunday!</div>
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Saying goodbye to the Jepsons!</div>
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Lisa was so pregnant, yet she does not slow down! I think this was the only time i saw her sit the whole time. In the stroller! She was still teaching all of her dance classes and everything in her house while we were there. Nothing can slow that woman down!</div>
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Monday morning we woke up and went to Jon's office, and i had the opportunity to work with him for a few hours! It was soo fun! It was just fun to see Jon in his element and have so much fun with all the kids. He is the best Pediatric Dentist in the world. It was really fun for me to assist him in a few treatment procedures and get to know his patients also. When we got to the office that morning, i went back in the break room to put my stuff down, and i found this sitting on the table. </div>
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His staff is seriously so kind and thoughtful! I have never met so many just happy people! He has Caitlyn, Jill, Angie, and Lani all working for him right now, and i just love all of them! I loved talking and learning so much from each of them. They all have such a fun and positive energy. I sure wish i could be around them more. </div>
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Here is Dr. Schaack and I working away...</div>
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Cute little Wilson eating one of the cupcakes Jill made. I sure love this silly boy!</div>
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That night we went to a baseball game. The Frisco Rough Riders!!!! They are a AA local team, but the game was perfect! We got some dinner before, and headed to the game. </div>
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Tuesday we went downtown Dallas with Jon, Lisa, and Wilson. Caleb and Jacob went to school. I think we pretty much saw everything! Jon gave us the best tour ever. We went downtown and saw the JFK site, where he was killed. It is the second window from the top right where guy shot him from. It was pretty cool to see that historic site again.</div>
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Us standing on the X on the road, which was where the second bullet hit him. You can see the other X on the road behind us, which was where the first bullet hit him. </div>
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This random black dude took us up behind this fence behind The Grassy Knoll and said it was right between these two trees that JFK was shot from. He had no idea what he was talking about, but we had a good laugh! </div>
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On the downtown tour we also went and saw the Dallas Temple, Swiss Street, the American Airlines Center where the Mav's play, and lots of other famous things in that town. Dallas is one of my very favorite downtowns. The skyline is amazing, and it is just very historical and classy/business like. After our big tour Jon and Lisa treated us to some amazing Texas barbecue at Red Hot and Blue. We ate until we almost threw up, but it was seriously the best food we had ever had! I would move to Texas right now just for that food again!</div>
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We got home just as the boys were getting home from school. We just played around the house and relaxed for a while. We then went to Jacob's soccer practice at the park, and played on the playground and flew some kites. However, it was a little too windy for the kites. It pretty much destroyed them everytime we tried to fly them. So we all just played around and watched Jacob play some soccer!</div>
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Wednesday Brad and I went back to downtown Dallas by ourselves. Jon was working and Lisa was teaching dance all day. So we took the car and went and met with Brock Hansen at UT Southwestern Medical School. He is a friend of Robbie's, and also the Curtis family. He is a medical student there, and was so kind to show us around the school and give us some really good insight and advice about approaching/applying and choosing medical schools. We really loved UT Southwestern, and it made us really excited for our future! It was fun to just be in the atmosphere and see what they do everyday. We had a great experience!</div>
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After we left the medical school, we headed strait to the dental school to pick up Robbie! We timed it perfectly to pick him up during his 2 hour lunch break that day. We went to a yummy taco joint, and then he showed us some more stuff downtown. This next picture is right on the roof of his apartment complex. He lives right downtown!</div>
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After playing around downtown some more, Robbie gave us a tour of the dental school. We had a little fun playing in the sim lab. Especially on the mouths with no teeth. :) The dental school was really fun and interesting too! It is just fun to see where they spend all of their time everyday. It's pretty amazing to see what a Dentist in the making gets to do everyday!</div>
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Wednesday night, our last night in Texas! Jon, Lisa and the boys, Robbie, and Brad and I all went out to eat at Pappasito's. It was a super super yummy tex mex restaurant. Such good food again! They had a really good mariachi band playing, and it was just a fun atmosphere. </div>
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After dinner we went and got some killer gelato that was close by and just played around outside. It was such a blast. Seriously, we could not ask for a better trip. Our family is so good to us. It is pretty hard to live so far away from them, so we just cherish and are so grateful for every second we do get to spend together. I always learn so much from my siblings every time i am around them. They are huge examples to me, and i have always wanted to be just like them. We miss them like crazy already!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-78155557298434072652012-05-30T19:43:00.001-07:002012-05-30T19:43:22.964-07:00Texas Trip Part 1: Austin<div style="text-align: center;">
The day after Brad finished finals, we took off to Texas to see the Schaack family. This trip was so perfect. We hadn't seen my siblings since our wedding, so i had been looking forward to this trip for a long time. This also was Brad's first Texas experience. :) We flew into Austin early Thursday morning, and spent time with Russ, Megan and the girls. We were in Austin for Thursday and Friday. </div>
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Megan picked us up, and we went to their new house, which was so beautiful! They just moved in a few months ago, and they really have a perfect house in the most beautiful neighborhood ever. So played 'Ariel' on the trampoline with Brinley while we waited for Kenzie to get home from school. (Videos of the Ariel game to come. We had never laughed so hard.) </div>
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Russ got home from work, and Kenz got home from school, so we decided to go downtown Austin. We went to Lake Austin and rented the stand up paddle boards and a canoe and went down the river. It was so beautiful. </div>
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The girls in the canoe</div>
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Made me lose my balance, and we both fell in the water.</div>
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Kenz and Brad had a good little groove goin here...</div>
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I obviously didn't. I ran into a tree...</div>
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So i traded Russ the paddle board for the canoe...</div>
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Brin and Brad swam around for a while...</div>
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Kenzie just loved hangin out on the paddle board</div>
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Megan even rocked the paddle board the whole way back with the pregnant belly...</div>
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Hangin out on the dock....</div>
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After the lake, we went to this yummy pizza place. I want that Mediterranean pizza right now! We had a great time walking downtown. We went to this cool old fashion candy shop, and let the girls go crazy. However, my little sweet tooth was also in heaven also!</div>
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After our expedition at Integrative Sports and Wellness, Brad and Russ went road biking. They said they would only be gone for an hour, which ended up being a little over 2 hours. I had never seen 2 sweatier boys in my life. They sure had fun though! Us girls all went a did a little shopping in the meantime. </div>
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While we were packing up to head to Dallas, we watched Kenzie ride her 2 wheeler bike out on the street! We had some good laughs watching her, and showing off for us! We couldn't love that Kenzie girl any more!</div>
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Megan made a yummy dinner Friday night, and then we all got in the car to head to Dallas! We had a 4 hour drive, and had a great time talking with Russ and Megan, spitting seeds, and listening to music! We love them!<br />
*funny story: Brinley slept the whole way from Austin to Dallas that night. However, she kept on having bad dreams cause she would randomly start crying and yell ' No! stop hurting me!' and then get mad at random people. It was pretty sad and funny at the same time.<br />
We love Austin, and the Jepson family! </div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-33537920698068582622012-05-26T13:45:00.001-07:002012-05-26T13:45:41.517-07:00Jordy's Mission Call<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
My dear friend Jordy has been making me go crazy for a while here! She is such an amazing person, and her life is always full of amazing things. I envy how she does so many things, and does them all so well. Her and I have been tied to the hip since Mrs. Belliston's foods class my Junior year in high school, and I constantly learn so much from her. Our lives have gone different directions at times, but we have still always been the best of friends. </div>
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Anyway, she told me a little bit ago that she had decided to serve a mission. I will never forget that conversation. We were eating Chic-fil-a chicken nuggets in her house, and i was telling her about one of my many weaknesses, and as the conversation continued she told me about an amazing experience she had, and how she has decided to serve a mission. I think i peed a little. I immediately started panicking how i'd survive not being able to call, talk, or see her whenever i wanted. But then i thought, 'of course she is going on a mission! She is ALWAYS doing amazing things, and this is just another one.' </div>
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As many people know i started getting a little anxiety as it got closer and closer to her receiving her call. The day her call came, i think i was going to explode. I was having all sorts of weird dreams and just wanted to know where she was going!! Anyway, Brad got done with all of his finals with flying colors Wednesday night, and we immediately headed over to the Whitt house to find out where in the world she was going. </div>
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Jordy has been called to serve in the Omaha Nebraska Mission, serving at the Winter Quarters site on the Mormon Trail. </div>
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I couldn't believe it...and i am just so excited for her!</div>
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I look ridiculous in this picture...but I love both of these girls to death.</div>
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This was such an exciting night! I am so grateful that Jordy is joining the ranks. She will bless the lives of so many people!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-51735053652263883592012-05-23T17:57:00.001-07:002012-05-23T17:57:34.860-07:00Easter Weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Easter is probably my favorite holiday! Why? Well Easter candy is THE best! I don't even want to know how many bags of cadbury eggs I ate by myself this year. I also love it, because it means it's finally spring time! Most importantly I love celebrating the life of our Savior. He is everything to Brad and I. </div>
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We had a great weekend celebrating Easter with Momma and Poppa Schaack on Saturday, and then with the Curtis family on Sunday. </div>
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We had a great time hanging out with my parents. They are always so good to us. We began our festivities by going to dinner at Cafe Rio (Brad's favorite place). While at dinner, we began talking about how my parents were flying out of the Provo Airport to go to Texas in a few weeks. We started making all kinds of 'what if' jokes about flying out of the Provo Airport, and I think we really made my Mom nervous. So she insisted after we were done eating that we go check out the Provo Airport. It was super random and funny. The whole way there we kept on saying 'are we seriously going to the Provo Airport?' So we got there... Took a picture for memory sake...and checked out the tiny little airport. What an exciting event. </div>
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Then we headed back to the house to color easter eggs. Brad was so excited for this. He was really intense about making the COOLEST eggs. It was fun :)</div>
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Then onto the Schaack family tradition: Our annual Easter egg hunt in the dark, with flashlights! Brad and I should have tied the game, because we had an even amount of eggs. BUT, my father put out another empty one so it wouldn't be an even number. So Brad won, of course. </div>
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After church we hurried on over to the Curtis household to celebrate with them. We had a wonderful Easter dinner, and of course we were all excited to find our Easter baskets. Marty always hides them really good for us. However, this year we were tricked. They gave us a little basket with an egg in it, and when we opened up the egg this is what we found...</div>
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So everyone was intensely trying to figure out how to use the google maps app by typing in the coordinates. Some people (Brad) got frustrated when their phone wasn't working properly and it was withholding them from finding their basket first and being the winner. </div>
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We followed the directions on the phone and found ourselves on a mountain looking through a big field of nothing. But sure enough, we found another envelope giving us more coordinates to run to. This is when the competition began to be a little too close for comfort. I was having a hard time being a fast runner due to my stupid injured knee. So Brad sweetly came to me and said, 'Honey i love you, and i'm sorry your knee hurts, but i am just gonna go and win okay?' He took off on a sprint, and i hobbled like 100 yards behind him. He is just so competitive. </div>
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So sure enough, we found our baskets in the Wagstaff's backyard. How happy we all were!</div>
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We missed Heather Ann and the little boys on Easter. They were enjoying their time in Washington at the time. </div>
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We all went back to Marty and Keri's and opened our Easter baskets. Keri got us some food storage stuff, which was awesome! We are terrible in the Emergency Preparedness subject. Of course, i was bursting with joy for the cadbury eggs. (Brad, for the snickers) </div>
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And of course, a good game of badmitten to end the night. Brad was complaining for so long after of his shoulder being sore. Those games get pretty intense!</div>
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We love and appreciate everything both of our families do for us! Our Easter weekend was the best!!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-2696330467128931552012-04-13T08:13:00.000-07:002012-04-13T08:13:22.546-07:00General Conference Weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wasn't General Conference amazing? I can never get enough of it. It always goes by way too quickly. We had a great time this weekend spending time with both families, and being spiritually renewed.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We began Saturday morning by watching the morning session at Chris and Heather's. Heather had some amazing cinnamon rolls that she got, that my is making my mouth water just thinking about them right now. In between the two sessions we went laser tagging at Trafalga. This activity is always a Curtis family favorite. Heather got a babysitter for the young kiddos and we all took off. (We missed Marty and Keri this weekend, while they were in St. George). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Getting ready to tag it up. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIQhdRBVVT4YyixZFMrHdo_wDulUbOeTDWh5Ywm2Vpdcy71hHHKT0zaRorGWpLT35vqNyNJrMe7v6Ern_vY2hwHH0LKtuVlQQMFBh-3kJxwGSOM_d8r8vRRbnnxD8mKFjNMdAF7RApX6Q/s1600/DSC00816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIQhdRBVVT4YyixZFMrHdo_wDulUbOeTDWh5Ywm2Vpdcy71hHHKT0zaRorGWpLT35vqNyNJrMe7v6Ern_vY2hwHH0LKtuVlQQMFBh-3kJxwGSOM_d8r8vRRbnnxD8mKFjNMdAF7RApX6Q/s320/DSC00816.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I still can't get over how funny it is to see my husband finish a game of laser tag drenched in sweat. He takes his laser tag very seriously, and does not mess around. :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">My mom and i hung out during priesthood on Saturday night. We went and shopped around and just hung out. It was fun to spend time with her! </div><div style="text-align: center;">After Brad got back from priesthood, we went to Matt and Mikelle's in provo, and hung out with some friends. We love them, and thanks to Mikelle i planned a good April Fool's joke on Bradley the next morning. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ora Gel on Bradley's toothbrush. Numbed his gums right up, the next morning. Best morning of my life!:)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">We watched conference on Sunday at my parents house. I made some Banana Pancakes at my moms, and we just enjoyed the day together.</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-5834183047258679142012-04-13T07:59:00.000-07:002012-04-13T07:59:57.959-07:00Mission Reunion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To start off our General Conference weekend, we decided to go to Bradley's mission reunion. It was good to see Brad's mission president along his his wife, President and Sister Henry. I actually had met them last year while we were dating, so it was fun to talk to them again. President Henry was the mission president for the first half of Brad's mission. He has some epic hair, that you can't really see in this picture. I just made Bradley promise that he wouldn't ever have hair like that. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh46jUkgIMzDo1ExktCHoLq8vULmaKxw5rLdj1iei02p0juKyHAiQDlQg7aOE_EcIxSiPpa_nALgS1EuPnqRcArfLHadhZ8PAmvrkQ20D7qqHcsBO3JbEFKvufXwDeI_4hkX63UPR2E0IA/s1600/DSC00807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh46jUkgIMzDo1ExktCHoLq8vULmaKxw5rLdj1iei02p0juKyHAiQDlQg7aOE_EcIxSiPpa_nALgS1EuPnqRcArfLHadhZ8PAmvrkQ20D7qqHcsBO3JbEFKvufXwDeI_4hkX63UPR2E0IA/s320/DSC00807.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">The best part of the night is that we got to see Judd and Alli! We hardly get to see them with them living far away from us in Salt Lake. Judd was an AP with Brad for the last part of their mission, and they are the best of friends. Judd and Alli got married just a few weeks after us, and we love them to death! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Judd and Brad being weird.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3HmVJQOGOT90wRoIf8tZsxKgPMa0qwi4K8vrSTJboQmijXkcVk2J9deiAjGdE2mM78dZkXOQ6hAoF4WLtQGZsg2yq9PxblRzmfAOAJDairYpnHC-Qb4u2K6w1GUrfpNKdmigCHVrimI/s1600/DSC00809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ3HmVJQOGOT90wRoIf8tZsxKgPMa0qwi4K8vrSTJboQmijXkcVk2J9deiAjGdE2mM78dZkXOQ6hAoF4WLtQGZsg2yq9PxblRzmfAOAJDairYpnHC-Qb4u2K6w1GUrfpNKdmigCHVrimI/s320/DSC00809.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Alli and i get along so well, because we have a mutual love and passion. Yogurtland. Since i have been married, i had yet to find another friend that understands how amazing this place is, until she came around. While we were at the reunion we begged our husband to take us here after, so we could enjoy some of this. So they did, and we were thrilled.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3LC75oGv5VfgUyxrruBb6NififQgwPEzNKSPZmmKuG_QZsOrjiNmV8CqNjVGNPp9IxE9R-0i-j9CbqEp5PY_af_II99E9LYqldtwuK9_fKbef1yJC-H9aFButUeccDhanK1EuBI5fPZk/s1600/DSC00812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3LC75oGv5VfgUyxrruBb6NififQgwPEzNKSPZmmKuG_QZsOrjiNmV8CqNjVGNPp9IxE9R-0i-j9CbqEp5PY_af_II99E9LYqldtwuK9_fKbef1yJC-H9aFButUeccDhanK1EuBI5fPZk/s320/DSC00812.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The boys were making fun of us for wanting our picture, so they said they had to have a picture too. Poor Tim was alone, with Laina being in Hong Kong. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJuYST8g5c_LRBwauZPVTfkOCjF4mKFIwUlZ6gbXarJmSDrP8pNw2msBaXsiegGd3RD5N8Um4xwQUxAdG2fn05OXshimL5ewx_itV0gs0yncLN_fayuw-g49Nkwy1ymD9WWzGoXC8IO_s/s1600/DSC00814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJuYST8g5c_LRBwauZPVTfkOCjF4mKFIwUlZ6gbXarJmSDrP8pNw2msBaXsiegGd3RD5N8Um4xwQUxAdG2fn05OXshimL5ewx_itV0gs0yncLN_fayuw-g49Nkwy1ymD9WWzGoXC8IO_s/s320/DSC00814.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We spent a long time at Yogurtland, mostly listening to Brad and Judd tell crazy stories, and talking about who knows what. We had a great time! So thankful for so many great friends.</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-39585155171620507682012-04-06T06:53:00.000-07:002012-04-06T06:53:17.138-07:00General Young Womens Broadcast<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Back in January, i was called to be a beehive advisor in our ward. I was super sad to be released from teaching sunday school with Brad, but my experience teaching this beehive class has been so fun so far! My mother is the Young Womens President in our ward, so we get the unique opportunity or serving together (kind of) for a while. Serving with her makes me realize more and more how incredible she is. It's amazing to go to church every week, and have at least 5 people tell you how amazing your mother is. Hopefully one day, i can be like her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, the young women in our stake had the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of singing in the choir for the Young Womens Broadcast. They have been practicing for months, and have had an incredible experience doing so. A member from the young women general board go to each practice, and they had an incredible fireside each time. During the practice, they really forced the girls to be spiritually prepared for this experience, and pray for the things they would like to see happen. The girls truly understood that the purpose was not to sing in the choir, but testifying to the world about the Gospel of Jesus Christ. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My mom and I rode up to the conference center on Saturday. Along with the Parson's. The meeting was incredible. The music was incredible. And i think my mom and I cried through the whole thing. It was fun to be there surrounded by all the mother's, grandmothers, and leaders in our ward. As well as thousands and thousands and thousands other young women and their mothers. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">My favorite talk was <a href="http://www.lds.org/broadcasts/article/general-young-women-meeting/2012/03/seek-learning-you-have-a-work-to-do?lang=eng" target="_blank">THIS</a> one </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">And if you all haven't seen <a href="https://www.lds.org/youth/video/arise-to-the-mountain?lang=eng" target="_blank">THIS</a> video, you need to now. I still can't watch it without crying. Pretty much all of the girls they show in the choir at the end are in my ward. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After the broadcast, we went to meet up with all the girls. They were all on a spiritual high. It's funny what the spirit can do to you. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here is the sweet Harris family of girls</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgywkIAQ2NMwkKI6y69pRF6yjz2vdU_2tTUDUVaOOEJSrG7lxfLwEg8dWZEtbW_MW9NpI-K1LL5Hs6E3kTZ0ZdqMJTRRPz7QPy00Sn19GjER5xfd6IcUqSWzhR1bIe56IVibk48QcloFA4/s1600/DSC00801.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgywkIAQ2NMwkKI6y69pRF6yjz2vdU_2tTUDUVaOOEJSrG7lxfLwEg8dWZEtbW_MW9NpI-K1LL5Hs6E3kTZ0ZdqMJTRRPz7QPy00Sn19GjER5xfd6IcUqSWzhR1bIe56IVibk48QcloFA4/s320/DSC00801.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kailey and Brooke</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmsDsBbC3AMYv9c8mRmjUyhIRr9PcUPJei42UhaqWGcN1S_IM1J_KxvLFwmuQaaObOhb1e3u7xgNw9HFEcJmAnIejaeggB5pLzUV-1mbCHXH9h6GuY_GjE2Irscp0cWECLDE9yEwl_TI/s1600/DSC00804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmsDsBbC3AMYv9c8mRmjUyhIRr9PcUPJei42UhaqWGcN1S_IM1J_KxvLFwmuQaaObOhb1e3u7xgNw9HFEcJmAnIejaeggB5pLzUV-1mbCHXH9h6GuY_GjE2Irscp0cWECLDE9yEwl_TI/s320/DSC00804.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is my one of my favorites of the Beehives, Kate. She is 12 years old, and is more mature than i am. I love her to pieces.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh01XySD3dKe5YcTROnrpNC8UFKR1UeVZci9nYVvw3RY-3qNOL6SzDg-M01Z5jCcXCb8JAKEqBk4sFOOjuetF6D79iVWrdJEMjyFmhLxxEX4RiJruU6NGaaVFcGFAUzS-7iD8-faMCmQHg/s1600/DSC00805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh01XySD3dKe5YcTROnrpNC8UFKR1UeVZci9nYVvw3RY-3qNOL6SzDg-M01Z5jCcXCb8JAKEqBk4sFOOjuetF6D79iVWrdJEMjyFmhLxxEX4RiJruU6NGaaVFcGFAUzS-7iD8-faMCmQHg/s320/DSC00805.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and mi mama. Isn't she lovely?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkATMpqpdlDahNu0NuKkVsju2_tk7Nt-OpDEr5muifkBTA886x_0jU89v_f9b_P0o6ETwXGeHfY5WWcqPvz4fbWEDectQeF8u9d9ncLRwDUU90s5JNbUJHlD4GVCtGlkJGIAsCPegMzM/s1600/DSC00806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSkATMpqpdlDahNu0NuKkVsju2_tk7Nt-OpDEr5muifkBTA886x_0jU89v_f9b_P0o6ETwXGeHfY5WWcqPvz4fbWEDectQeF8u9d9ncLRwDUU90s5JNbUJHlD4GVCtGlkJGIAsCPegMzM/s320/DSC00806.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The most incredible part of this experience was this: The next day at church, was fast and testimony meeting. I'm not kidding, ALL of the testimonies born during this meeting were youth. NO moms and dads! (besides the Young Mens president at the very end). I have never seen that before. At first it was all the young women getting up and sharing their experience in the choir, but then all the young men got up and started bearing powerful testimonies too. It was so cool. We have an incredible ward!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-24539142261394206112012-04-05T19:27:00.001-07:002012-04-06T23:00:45.546-07:00St. George<div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm so disappointed I hardly have any pictures of our little St. George get away. It was perfect. And we SOOOO enjoyed the time together to be wild, silly, spontaneous, and careless. We took off on Thursday morning, and came home Sunday. The weather was great Thursday, and Friday. But not so much Saturday. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thursday we got to the 'Hoopes Hotel' and unpacked the car. It was a perfect place for us to stay. Dan and Leann are soo generous and kind to let us stay there. We then got back in the car and headed to the shops. Brad's eyes got really big when he saw his favorite store of all time, The 'Eddie Bauer Outlet'. It's really funny how much he loves that store. We stocked up his summer clothing for the next ten years. And then to my favorite, the Gap outlet. And i got summer shirts. I forgot how fun it is to buy new clothes. :)</div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thursday night we had the treat of meeting up with my dear friend Liz Starley and her family for dinner, and then on to Nielsen's Frozen Custard for some deliciousness we had never experienced before. I hadn't seen Liz, nor her family in a long time. We had a great time spending time with them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Friday was the best day ever! Kenny and Heather came to meet us! We love them, and had a blast being crazy with them. They met us at Dixie Rock, and then we headed to Gunlock Reservoir. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brad and I on top of Dixie Rock</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtn3YAKUYQarsFqAeuhS9AoaQHuJ_HJZCJ_Mmc2P_9PkCepO7Y9ifsGeVe8mic5fzvAS4Q2yIntrVjOQMjO0hnhW3NS8SQbvOvP_HVfuNtTr9bwMmwT8ug8kmt6RvMZb6cJ6CoI7fT-0/s1600/DSC00786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidtn3YAKUYQarsFqAeuhS9AoaQHuJ_HJZCJ_Mmc2P_9PkCepO7Y9ifsGeVe8mic5fzvAS4Q2yIntrVjOQMjO0hnhW3NS8SQbvOvP_HVfuNtTr9bwMmwT8ug8kmt6RvMZb6cJ6CoI7fT-0/s320/DSC00786.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Oh i forgot to mention, the air show was going on the weekend we were there. The 'Blue Angels' were flying around, and Brad was obsessed with them. It really was fun to watch, but Brad almost started crying cause he loved it so much. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLk9WkXxQGQ1kTYK8QSquApGWOzBls-9LKhteIvdXcTl0rpmzimcOvTTRirtD_4Wt-ZqVJKswnFGI-yR-G0V6Fs8Sbywo_-5OlfeWMlDQcvx6J9F_VTCwX2OO7tFqL8KBIOg6MCmC0Ac/s1600/DSC00787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlLk9WkXxQGQ1kTYK8QSquApGWOzBls-9LKhteIvdXcTl0rpmzimcOvTTRirtD_4Wt-ZqVJKswnFGI-yR-G0V6Fs8Sbywo_-5OlfeWMlDQcvx6J9F_VTCwX2OO7tFqL8KBIOg6MCmC0Ac/s320/DSC00787.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Brad and I went to Gunlock last year and there was lots of water, and water falls for Bradley to jump off of. However, when we went there this time, there was no water! Just rocks. Kenny and Brad don't care, and find these huge logs to throw off the big cliff. I still don't understand how they found that so thrilling. But whatever floats their boat.<br />
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Last year, with lots of water....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh811LZkVmucrlAVUYAnmBkahdATUJRFK8Zzu4rcQxlk2FQZ8KyOFmexOGTidm1vprZPmhhrKe_75Ej6lMtgZ0e81lGidL8vIUfuHbE6xde6nDSGj1EewJhuxqmpJM3-lzwBNwIqg0PIFY/s1600/DSCN1675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh811LZkVmucrlAVUYAnmBkahdATUJRFK8Zzu4rcQxlk2FQZ8KyOFmexOGTidm1vprZPmhhrKe_75Ej6lMtgZ0e81lGidL8vIUfuHbE6xde6nDSGj1EewJhuxqmpJM3-lzwBNwIqg0PIFY/s320/DSCN1675.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This year, with nothin....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKsZFpT6uw8CkxrFhtJ0X0S5kilq0G3C_8tO8l1coxadeDEH9AmbhFui1XzSV3UFk6OGQ5zXKTKDWBQCQgNLQgGB7f_WbyEMVGZVz1m7GF7SrtkBochCQO3Xy_5h5jymmThB_yWwHTFQ/s1600/DSC00788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPKsZFpT6uw8CkxrFhtJ0X0S5kilq0G3C_8tO8l1coxadeDEH9AmbhFui1XzSV3UFk6OGQ5zXKTKDWBQCQgNLQgGB7f_WbyEMVGZVz1m7GF7SrtkBochCQO3Xy_5h5jymmThB_yWwHTFQ/s320/DSC00788.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div> watching the logs fall. WOW MOM!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0ZBNmUJ9h85XABhR1QOsv6iX4vJiyIFJyDmv7v1tT_qiv8yFFEbh_2OiVausyLiL1gSnO0ZSzqwUv5e6_e79JnY_SpMNbjnzCdmvGxokF8SxMrSHoWK2MbwYldXeTVg5l0Z4uC7aTzc/s1600/DSC00790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn0ZBNmUJ9h85XABhR1QOsv6iX4vJiyIFJyDmv7v1tT_qiv8yFFEbh_2OiVausyLiL1gSnO0ZSzqwUv5e6_e79JnY_SpMNbjnzCdmvGxokF8SxMrSHoWK2MbwYldXeTVg5l0Z4uC7aTzc/s320/DSC00790.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Kenny decided to be bold and dive into the Reservoir. It is impossible to describe the temperature of this water. Freezing is an understatement. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2fsnSN-_UBYy1GzRGi4LoQP2g64es72d9-md5CGY61e8wMh2Afmo95zuX5JFqtGL3hR5h4StX1ayNBi9SINqWvp0TThBQI8Si_xwUtcg74AwHuts7go3Be7-e4jtQdsIqKghlT0LN8o/s1600/DSC00792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2fsnSN-_UBYy1GzRGi4LoQP2g64es72d9-md5CGY61e8wMh2Afmo95zuX5JFqtGL3hR5h4StX1ayNBi9SINqWvp0TThBQI8Si_xwUtcg74AwHuts7go3Be7-e4jtQdsIqKghlT0LN8o/s320/DSC00792.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> But of course... he did it, and swore it wasn't that bad. (Liar)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ahg2aPYpbzB4dIKARo22eS3173M_3_-DhruGGG8670rSzaf4cIvgxLgudNDp3EUge9_a7Ne7kWGbTrZDhqxiy9isx9HKPY_LkVAgchl7KRUec_zVTeAKm5UY6FJsvKBC0ffN-FVSMPo/s1600/DSC00793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ahg2aPYpbzB4dIKARo22eS3173M_3_-DhruGGG8670rSzaf4cIvgxLgudNDp3EUge9_a7Ne7kWGbTrZDhqxiy9isx9HKPY_LkVAgchl7KRUec_zVTeAKm5UY6FJsvKBC0ffN-FVSMPo/s320/DSC00793.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">That night, we enjoyed some in-n-out burger...and played some intense game of 'scatts.' (aka Scattergories). We had some good laughs at our crazy brains that night...which continued on to another intense game Saturday night. :) FYI, a Lion still IS an amphibian.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Saturday we woke up and did a windy hike in Snow Canyon. We found a rock that we wanted to hike to, and did it. We packed lunches and ate them on our rock. We then made a precious video, that i have yet to get my hands on. When i do, i will share it. Until then, it's a secret. We made it for my sweet father in law, Marty. He is gonna LOVE it! Saturday night, we just hung out some more with the Nielsens. Went to dinner, a little more shopping, dessert, and s'more scatts! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">It was definitely a perfect weekend! Thank you Kenny and Heather for joining us. :)</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-36644258895007016992012-04-05T18:57:00.000-07:002012-04-05T18:57:31.122-07:00My Visitors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I cherished every day of Bradley's spring break. Why? Because he was a normal human, and had time to do normal human things. Like go on a bike rides in the middle of the day, and visit his wife at work. Here are my two best friends that came peddling in good old Lone Peak Dental. They even have twinner road bikes. How cool is that? They gave us some good entertainment, and even went to buy me chicken nuggets at Wendy's. I don't know why i love those so much. But i do know why i love these two people so much!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What a fun surprise!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJko2fJUChojVZ-LFgslA8SMmc15LE3kFC9PS3bDAErtDBJm1dIombZJcT3o-gRNQOUxCWbaMk8ss6_UDdbAA7ajou5NPFJVC_XeA5u1YN_skBkD_dqySTPkb0TPBZ85invZuH-2c0SoU/s1600/DSC00785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJko2fJUChojVZ-LFgslA8SMmc15LE3kFC9PS3bDAErtDBJm1dIombZJcT3o-gRNQOUxCWbaMk8ss6_UDdbAA7ajou5NPFJVC_XeA5u1YN_skBkD_dqySTPkb0TPBZ85invZuH-2c0SoU/s320/DSC00785.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-69245434830090630562012-04-05T18:50:00.000-07:002012-04-05T18:50:43.473-07:00Disney on Ice<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our dear brother in law, Kenny, has a very talented sister, Kylee, that is a skater for Disney On Ice. Their tour was in Salt Lake City for about a week, and Kylee was able to get the whole Curtis clan tickets for a show. They did a Toy Story 3 show, and it was thoroughly entertaining. I felt like i could act like a child, and i loved it. It was fun to watch Kylee, and all of the amazing skaters. They should all be in the Olympics. They are that good. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After the show, Kylee let us go back stage and meet Woody and Buzz Lightyear. Brad and I were kind of terrified of them up close. Woody just rubbed us the wrong way, but we got a good laugh out of it. They are incredibly talented!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnu2X5HLy6_d14dGsDZIkGxMELDvrfwTrwTM9Ld8Iro2dShDi1K8y32RJZdF354SjEax_KGSFwz9aQp68KOiFl1uCNbKa8M5aePXn78kVBXc7I2XFRofAD4iRohyphenhyphenl4d-3S7mn9z6J9XU8/s1600/DSC00782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnu2X5HLy6_d14dGsDZIkGxMELDvrfwTrwTM9Ld8Iro2dShDi1K8y32RJZdF354SjEax_KGSFwz9aQp68KOiFl1uCNbKa8M5aePXn78kVBXc7I2XFRofAD4iRohyphenhyphenl4d-3S7mn9z6J9XU8/s320/DSC00782.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I made Brad get our own picture with them. Brad has been practicing his Woody pose, like this character, and is getting pretty good at it. :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmM7IQk6RBftPC6g72CBJrWGUk1llTPuSKUpAJfPvJDKioJsSD9S3W3DwNDujYFfC_k91vGB__Gt35KN5KVSEfoDt1uLwjR14ldUXJXuv-nBIxZWPDQK7fvIvC4JOrntWeLQ8pCgZSJk/s1600/DSC00783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmM7IQk6RBftPC6g72CBJrWGUk1llTPuSKUpAJfPvJDKioJsSD9S3W3DwNDujYFfC_k91vGB__Gt35KN5KVSEfoDt1uLwjR14ldUXJXuv-nBIxZWPDQK7fvIvC4JOrntWeLQ8pCgZSJk/s320/DSC00783.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you to Buzz, Woody, Jessie, Andy, Mr. Potato Head, Slinky, Rex, Barbie, Ken, and Pryson. :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">And most of all to Marty and Keri...because they carry out (and fund) all of these family memories. </div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-33208152355541038162012-04-05T18:38:00.000-07:002012-04-05T18:38:07.425-07:00Happy Birthday Timmy!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(I hate the feeling of being super behind on blogging. It's so overwhelming. Baby steps. Here we go.)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Birthday to our one and only Timmy! We celebrated his birthday early March, and are so happy we had a day all about him. Tim is Brad's best friend, and he is my child. I stress about him more than i stress about my own life. We love him! Brad and Laina planned a little surprise dinner for him at Texas Roadhouse the night of his birthday. The wonderful Brad and Dani Brown family joined us. It's always a good day when we get to see them too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURk5qPwbxj9SK3mRg1w6G4ojpb_rx0HpHDxcW2oyHjL8q2WA493wyYk65Ma-RDvrJIfqssoNw1gkD0sqfLbFEfUs7oYym207r32CnL1N9ijW16zzSMHWGqqWUsh3XKbXdwvU1I6KhqrY/s1600/DSC00770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURk5qPwbxj9SK3mRg1w6G4ojpb_rx0HpHDxcW2oyHjL8q2WA493wyYk65Ma-RDvrJIfqssoNw1gkD0sqfLbFEfUs7oYym207r32CnL1N9ijW16zzSMHWGqqWUsh3XKbXdwvU1I6KhqrY/s320/DSC00770.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We warned Tim and Laina that there was a double flash on our camera, so to wait until they both go off before they move. It still took them 3 tries to believe us.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Take 1</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkELCs6WmKaHfleNBqxnKkrFno4TcozhzErqKHUwOPQQfCEmkEmfLPio-0Pj5scl3EFuwkp70fBUISbTR8sncR0TDQUSuhzd5eTwgiu-Hlk-wQeoOYdyplfuznh9KOGRkwo8435tCfD34/s1600/DSC00772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkELCs6WmKaHfleNBqxnKkrFno4TcozhzErqKHUwOPQQfCEmkEmfLPio-0Pj5scl3EFuwkp70fBUISbTR8sncR0TDQUSuhzd5eTwgiu-Hlk-wQeoOYdyplfuznh9KOGRkwo8435tCfD34/s320/DSC00772.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Take 2</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPdOyKp79fjbyR7WBA48UveBAnzDZHQFN9QELy-1F-Iy4jHoVgbF8MUD1jA3L8Qzbfn3MnHSk_VhRxjypoUhjoNAp3u55lxfvqe1M7QbYEQNuXUPVezscr1Z_ux-Cik8mvbbC5CzHVC-U/s1600/DSC00773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPdOyKp79fjbyR7WBA48UveBAnzDZHQFN9QELy-1F-Iy4jHoVgbF8MUD1jA3L8Qzbfn3MnHSk_VhRxjypoUhjoNAp3u55lxfvqe1M7QbYEQNuXUPVezscr1Z_ux-Cik8mvbbC5CzHVC-U/s320/DSC00773.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> 3rd time is always the charm!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHs_uQOI2xbIfjtdLAYEtI4e-h1batJWYk5uJVnFRxdEa6KRCEeb-KecT_T9SANvv6IwgquOwEiwownIKZeIKSCFo_kVOCYKm1dmPz3V30jS6EAVyyE0MMiW1zEfUKRyAtZXJttehu9Og/s1600/DSC00774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHs_uQOI2xbIfjtdLAYEtI4e-h1batJWYk5uJVnFRxdEa6KRCEeb-KecT_T9SANvv6IwgquOwEiwownIKZeIKSCFo_kVOCYKm1dmPz3V30jS6EAVyyE0MMiW1zEfUKRyAtZXJttehu9Og/s320/DSC00774.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Since we were in Orem that night, i made Bradley take me to Yogurtland. My favorite place ever. It had been way too long since Double Chocolate Mint Cookie and i had been united. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaO4dm-u3cVPI_LpRIfXEHeiigpi1YySUXm91kblVoOeu-CMMLu7SetqzWHRXgK_sDdo3O4aYGg5GxfY4ImzHk-FM_D2yZMiseEz3FEfopZmuj8chuoCHtlzTcgerPd1LZNx_Wq9v8fro/s1600/DSC00775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaO4dm-u3cVPI_LpRIfXEHeiigpi1YySUXm91kblVoOeu-CMMLu7SetqzWHRXgK_sDdo3O4aYGg5GxfY4ImzHk-FM_D2yZMiseEz3FEfopZmuj8chuoCHtlzTcgerPd1LZNx_Wq9v8fro/s320/DSC00775.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Tim being weird, and enjoying his birthday treat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3inKuh8clCk3a9K3T4vbyoiZAjZ1EUi3HAl0tqmK5iiP5PDfVi8nDu6u7xRl3yOUZBqqW8gFS_pFm5Bxt4pgh5LqYwNs4WiFtc37WwBKbOnheTA3-ed4xStzJo-p_XRy7xTM3cs4pK7g/s1600/DSC00776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3inKuh8clCk3a9K3T4vbyoiZAjZ1EUi3HAl0tqmK5iiP5PDfVi8nDu6u7xRl3yOUZBqqW8gFS_pFm5Bxt4pgh5LqYwNs4WiFtc37WwBKbOnheTA3-ed4xStzJo-p_XRy7xTM3cs4pK7g/s320/DSC00776.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We don't really know these people. Well, we do. We love Dallen, but we don't really know the girl that was with him. They tagged along, and we were taking pictures of everyone else...so i felt like i needed to take a picture of them too. Haven't seen them since....but they're cute! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWRLG9wx4lTmJok2Co89pgO0YnjZS5jrCqNPgoZ3OOcgEOPLuLRjUbe9Mh4qBQvFIJV8jDf7jG7ULDqwAuo-QKgV2P_Dw_8FRtBf2QYyqKLwJjuIwhta6BPnDzrsQCuPm3FmgUcoHFGA/s1600/DSC00777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWRLG9wx4lTmJok2Co89pgO0YnjZS5jrCqNPgoZ3OOcgEOPLuLRjUbe9Mh4qBQvFIJV8jDf7jG7ULDqwAuo-QKgV2P_Dw_8FRtBf2QYyqKLwJjuIwhta6BPnDzrsQCuPm3FmgUcoHFGA/s320/DSC00777.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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We had kind of an unusual Valentines Day to be honest. I had to work all day, and Brad had a lot of studying to do. However, we still did get a lot of time to spend together. I left a work meeting around 11:15 am, for Brad and I to go to a funeral. Brad's friend, Tanner Adams, past away and it was just a sad, sad thing for the entire Curtis family. The situation was pretty upsetting, but the funeral was incredible. It was such a happy, positive celebration of his life. After the funeral I had to rush back to work, cause the afternoon was jammed packed with patients. (Who wants to go to the dentist and have a numb mouth on Valentines Day??? Yeah, i thought the same thing) I got off work a little late, and I was feeling so bad that I didn't have a cute valentine to give Brad. I went strait home, because we were going to go to dinner with Marty and Keri, and then make a 7:15 pm movie. When i got home, the house was spotless clean, beautiful flowers on the table with a card, and another little thing to go inside my necklace Brad got me for Christmas. Oh my gosh. I was speechless. It was such a relief to come home to that, when i had been feeling frantic all day. I love him. We went to Rumbi with Marty and Keri, which was perfect. We love spending time with them. Then Bradley got tickets to go see 'The Vow' because he knew i really wanted to see it. (fyi, I don't recommend it). He is a good sport. After the movie i asked him if he liked it. His response was 'um.. yeah, as much as i could.' Bless his heart. I have to share this little part of the letter he wrote to me, because it shows the little boy in him. <i>"WOW!!!!! We've been married six months babe...we are SO awesome! I am so excited for the next six months, and the next year, and the next FOREVER! Oh my, how cool is that? We get to hang out together forever!!! Pretty cool if you ask me! And guess what???...we get to have babies too! :)" </i>I love when i get these snippets of his silly brain. I'm glad my husband is excited to hang out with me :)<br />
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Even though i felt like a crappy wife and didn't make anything cute for my valentine, i just loved spending time with him since we hardly get to during the week. He sure knows how to make me feel special. He is always so swamped with school, and he'll never know how much i truly appreciate how hard he works. I knew i married the best, because he only does the best in everything!Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-42048645855234334752012-02-24T06:46:00.000-08:002012-02-24T06:46:33.832-08:00Our Day with Grandma & Grandpa Curtis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We had the privilege of going on a little date with Grandma and Grandpa Curtis a few weeks ago, and be part of their little tradition. Every couple of months Grandma and Grandpa, along with Aunt Betty, and Uncle Fred and Aunt Shirley go to the play at Hale Centre Theatre. They are definitely the life of the party at that place. Before the play, we met everyone at Southtowne Mall, and Grandma and Grandpa were so sweet to treat us to lunch. After we all ate together we went with all the ladies into Dillards, where they all go shopping. I can't tell you how fun it is to be shopping with these 3 ladies in the petite section. I don't think i've ever stepped foot in the petite section in my life until then. :) Brad and I had some good laughs, and had fun watching them pick out their new clothes to buy. I really hope i'm just like them when i'm older. After the shopping excursion we headed over to the theatre, where we saw The Games Afoot. It was a mystery, and we loved it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We started partying on Saturday night. We went to Westminister's mens basketball game with Marty and Keri, and Tim. Our good friend Brad Brown plays on the team, so we mostly went to watch him. It was so fun being there, and visiting with Dani. We love them. Brad and Tim were a little crazy during the game, and making us all laugh. Good times. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Funny story: So we got to the game a little early, and the women's basketball game was still going. When we walked in, i saw someone with the gatorade and it made me really want one. I told Brad and Tim i wanted a gatorade, and Tim said he would buy me one under one condition. I had to go get all of the autographs of the girls on the girls basketball team when their game was over. I tried to make it so someone could come with me, so i didn't feel so dumb....but no, i had to go all by myself. I wasn't gonna do it, but then i sat there still thirsty for my gatorade. Finally, i just walked up and did it all by myself. I felt pretty close to a loser asking all of these GIRLS for their autograph. So i did it, and gave it to Tim...and i got my yummy gatorade. Brad and Tim were laughing at me the whole time, but they were pretty proud that i actually did it. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVefU75PtiLCURjZwpRLjFXfw9ukMU0C1_DQhj2oxD-z6UBSgBfndoYPD4NlbPGwBaxvTmcSbu4g82zJeL2fV8Cpgq4rNkEBS9YJ0KHRva0eu_zg8cBl8I3fZMc5CE7JGGTDDecfCdOU4/s1600/DSC00710.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVefU75PtiLCURjZwpRLjFXfw9ukMU0C1_DQhj2oxD-z6UBSgBfndoYPD4NlbPGwBaxvTmcSbu4g82zJeL2fV8Cpgq4rNkEBS9YJ0KHRva0eu_zg8cBl8I3fZMc5CE7JGGTDDecfCdOU4/s320/DSC00710.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After the game with Brad and Dani</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwDjKa0L4QJ1nYLDdCrE3kxWnthRhraNkz2nNlpEcJQlErjoPxmNbBpSRtYt2cF6eMBu2NikFlbCqsXex7oCgJ4Lwxypl58tzwGSwAKMQ-yxp8X5Cg_iF-aZdWwLeri-TwAq3DttFsnw/s1600/DSC00711.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEwDjKa0L4QJ1nYLDdCrE3kxWnthRhraNkz2nNlpEcJQlErjoPxmNbBpSRtYt2cF6eMBu2NikFlbCqsXex7oCgJ4Lwxypl58tzwGSwAKMQ-yxp8X5Cg_iF-aZdWwLeri-TwAq3DttFsnw/s320/DSC00711.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Sunday we had a big family dinner at Marty and Keri's, with Grandma and Grandpa Curtis there too. It was so yummy! Later that night, Brad and Dani were so sweet to come back over and have cake and ice cream with us. We were spoiled to be able to hang out with them 2 nights in a row. :)<br />
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I am a little upset about my pictures on Monday...his actual birthday. Some time ago, Brad was looking at them and deleted them all. So these last few of his fun day will have to do justice. After we ate dinner at Tucano's, we went to my parents and finished off his vanilla cake with them. We lit 24 candles on two slices of cake.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-89235525574574515572012-02-03T07:52:00.000-08:002012-02-03T07:52:37.911-08:00Baby Trayden<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On a typical Tuesday night, Brad and I got the best phone call ever! I was at Relief Society activity, and Heather called to say the baby was coming! Since we only live about five minutes away from them, we headed right over to watch Korver and Pryson so they could head to the hospital. I was so excited to finally meet this little guy. We got there around 8:30, and Keri got there around 10:30 to stay with the boys all night. Trayden came around 12:30 that night. Heather is amazing, and had him natural. That Wednesday was a busy day for both Brad and I. I left work and picked him up from school, and we headed over to finally see him! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is adorable. There is nothing like holding a little newborn in your arms. Brad loved holding him, and had like a five minute conversation with him telling him everything he needed to know about life. :) It was pretty funny. Brad says they have a special bond now, since they had that little chat.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Dk0p997WcjZhiGAHNPQuBfJEpKX4Z8NjcL9rnAPKAOtsV0Y3rpWCD1sf62ukydVQAIO2fGCMPiRkzSirae2sGld7JqDVtThOjNO1dTTWojYSgvJL6POYJuGPMLbnt2EKRaWkBSwwH_I/s1600/DSC00696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Dk0p997WcjZhiGAHNPQuBfJEpKX4Z8NjcL9rnAPKAOtsV0Y3rpWCD1sf62ukydVQAIO2fGCMPiRkzSirae2sGld7JqDVtThOjNO1dTTWojYSgvJL6POYJuGPMLbnt2EKRaWkBSwwH_I/s320/DSC00696.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD5GSUo6xD_0kL_5LcArn2cvVItoFagHj7YAAxUyvzXOCAqf6X77L35UegLOEctcx5f44GnesMmyrXAbiFMW5DBY0FyU6relnpSD5ifDY-zAI8_SPnKErgHiyuF9NqzQAf7eRYz89LxWs/s1600/DSC00702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD5GSUo6xD_0kL_5LcArn2cvVItoFagHj7YAAxUyvzXOCAqf6X77L35UegLOEctcx5f44GnesMmyrXAbiFMW5DBY0FyU6relnpSD5ifDY-zAI8_SPnKErgHiyuF9NqzQAf7eRYz89LxWs/s320/DSC00702.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Heather was amazing, and was up walking around when we were there. I need to be more like her when i grow up. :) We just couldn't get enough of Trayden. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX4TpBnVZlwGw-HWIQT2anaNuCq6GmQYiwKwgW-u8Nk8SImYH9T6zTAhvKs3pmTo30zQ9dqkfoTkQCEs-bB_cRU-7XOcb4hRB8kLcjAT78ooeSFKtZeBwwW_8sBioDM6orP4FkNIVNVUg/s1600/DSC00708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX4TpBnVZlwGw-HWIQT2anaNuCq6GmQYiwKwgW-u8Nk8SImYH9T6zTAhvKs3pmTo30zQ9dqkfoTkQCEs-bB_cRU-7XOcb4hRB8kLcjAT78ooeSFKtZeBwwW_8sBioDM6orP4FkNIVNVUg/s320/DSC00708.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yay for another cute boy in the Curtis family! We love him!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-28014574555228469792012-01-29T21:23:00.000-08:002012-01-29T21:23:45.671-08:00Back to School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On Brad's first day of school, I came home from work to find him like this. Completely asleep, with the book over his face. Poor kid. He's got a pretty tough semester taking Genetics, Microbiology, and Chem 2. They all have labs, and he is still tutoring Physiology. He is one busy boy. I appreciate how hard he works in school, and I have no doubt all of his hard work is going to pay off. Here's to another semester!! (only 2,39476t72,932948273 more to go!......Just kidding)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvLKEl6FAuZBGRkkCtdTQ37Gj65K9X-XXxMOSQ5VRqIkqo9FPHHbrj2G5G4_FEKGcV8EHDo_lWlv-GZcN03qxVxjvJuGaNwv2DpZO6O9jrbSgck0YTW6YJ0c6KAn_igubwQvKhW4lqXY/s1600/DSC00695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifvLKEl6FAuZBGRkkCtdTQ37Gj65K9X-XXxMOSQ5VRqIkqo9FPHHbrj2G5G4_FEKGcV8EHDo_lWlv-GZcN03qxVxjvJuGaNwv2DpZO6O9jrbSgck0YTW6YJ0c6KAn_igubwQvKhW4lqXY/s320/DSC00695.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-75966180678746970732012-01-29T21:09:00.000-08:002012-01-29T21:09:25.689-08:00Golfing<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So a couple of Friday's ago, we had a Curtis family party to go to in Sandy. It was Brad's last weekend before school started again. So, i told him he could choose whatever he wanted to do. We had a few hours until the party, so we went up and went to the Driving Range to hit golfballs. It was a pretty funny experience. Luckily, the driving range was heated, so i wasn't too cold with my gloves and sweater. To begin, I didn't even know how to hold the golf club, and I completely missed my first 3 tries to hit the ball.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here is my horrible, horrible posture.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7du9V-6gFhl7xqNWO2WyF4WbgoeEDLEgw3Jf0gBN_bA0IGVD1HWVsrhGf1Lt4cn6788FgwdckM6oUDRH5z4IJXAfBKIKk6P30aINSkfkhFgnIcRQe7wkQxkt270nZhhyriLDRqFxn0Is/s1600/DSC00684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7du9V-6gFhl7xqNWO2WyF4WbgoeEDLEgw3Jf0gBN_bA0IGVD1HWVsrhGf1Lt4cn6788FgwdckM6oUDRH5z4IJXAfBKIKk6P30aINSkfkhFgnIcRQe7wkQxkt270nZhhyriLDRqFxn0Is/s320/DSC00684.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And my terrible swing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33UwS0aIyH30Iq4gnynfu4D8Hx2ep7Mq6E4g7c6i6fha6vd3PL73pXDPVf6j_N7xECZWnWca5D6ETEZcy_M2O0_kJ7GgtQyiBiYupHEbPyTpMMAznCuabfczXyGIUJuW87nkSg5BhuNQ/s1600/DSC00685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg33UwS0aIyH30Iq4gnynfu4D8Hx2ep7Mq6E4g7c6i6fha6vd3PL73pXDPVf6j_N7xECZWnWca5D6ETEZcy_M2O0_kJ7GgtQyiBiYupHEbPyTpMMAznCuabfczXyGIUJuW87nkSg5BhuNQ/s320/DSC00685.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Brad was a pro, and I couldn't even see where his golf balls were going. He hit them so hard. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRn4r0rEuCz79-LJf_Hhyphenhyphen0sHvxky8rht-KTNjkafEJt9Nx8y7M0uAp8rt-e9AAREwROzcCr-toJbD9i6ods7K5aPU76VxwmwOoihvToMSqUTSICTEfwfSVS_qG6P_pZhzFNjBVYLRTAo/s1600/DSC00687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtRn4r0rEuCz79-LJf_Hhyphenhyphen0sHvxky8rht-KTNjkafEJt9Nx8y7M0uAp8rt-e9AAREwROzcCr-toJbD9i6ods7K5aPU76VxwmwOoihvToMSqUTSICTEfwfSVS_qG6P_pZhzFNjBVYLRTAo/s320/DSC00687.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had lots of fun! Brad taught me how to hit golf balls correctly, and i'm proud to announce that I hit 3 good balls that actually had some air, and went a little further than 20 feet. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS33rzE2aXwko1Cie94zJjjyxNOBgWjCuaCiubOx_ZD8TK-Xb0mR3oDmThGYZQnxyiPZBzV8nh2oU9_4caTPh5zvpVzbCvpWDLo0Wb9Bs-RqcbjKefENeZIwhoYdW7w1b3_vO3-OvVDMo/s1600/DSC00691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS33rzE2aXwko1Cie94zJjjyxNOBgWjCuaCiubOx_ZD8TK-Xb0mR3oDmThGYZQnxyiPZBzV8nh2oU9_4caTPh5zvpVzbCvpWDLo0Wb9Bs-RqcbjKefENeZIwhoYdW7w1b3_vO3-OvVDMo/s320/DSC00691.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1pBFeNjanwQ2R3dwnjloUIQztakdvqkJMug0VstegpkugsaYYI4wWMQYBkjYtAlKKynbkZyJy48CBfN0TtV33oVHqK5dvS2aC3EVXnHG4hY2m5Wlx2dRmxryhPP4cv5uRj-CRMN7zgEw/s1600/DSC00692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1pBFeNjanwQ2R3dwnjloUIQztakdvqkJMug0VstegpkugsaYYI4wWMQYBkjYtAlKKynbkZyJy48CBfN0TtV33oVHqK5dvS2aC3EVXnHG4hY2m5Wlx2dRmxryhPP4cv5uRj-CRMN7zgEw/s320/DSC00692.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> When we were done, I took my glove off and this is what we found. Seriously, my two finger tips were BRIGHT white, and very numb. I have issues. It wasn't even cold! The place was heated for crying out loud, and it was nice outside! They stayed like this for like 10 minutes after we got back in the car. Pretty funny! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMpo_96Joslg-a3P_UULkq8QATXYLQ35xKkQjTObx8CDnXQCkcBtJ-07E2KcRb8phi1hcYjE_lXHXYyPM24MlUpoidaKB_YVT2I-tjVOBQjgEyDrttDq97PJU7HLnuJqeP13ASH1yzp0/s1600/DSC00693.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQMpo_96Joslg-a3P_UULkq8QATXYLQ35xKkQjTObx8CDnXQCkcBtJ-07E2KcRb8phi1hcYjE_lXHXYyPM24MlUpoidaKB_YVT2I-tjVOBQjgEyDrttDq97PJU7HLnuJqeP13ASH1yzp0/s320/DSC00693.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>We really enjoyed this night together! We went strait over to the family party, and I won the BINGO game! :) I got one of Grandpa Curtis' famous toys as my prize. After the family party, we went to Chris and Heather's and played games with them. I'm so grateful for my fun husband and his family!Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-20590163405674718012012-01-27T07:43:00.000-08:002012-01-27T07:43:15.925-08:00New Years!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We began New Years Eve by going over to Chris and Heather's house. Marty and Keri were there, and they had lots of snacks out for the party! We visited with them for a while, and then the boys were right out to light fireworks Marty brought. It was freezing outside, so i wasn't too patient to stay out and take pictures. But they lit all of them! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUelqJBwZ2nO_irYmvaqm2Q6R-jVvi4ITMiumhqUBD9sv9Oj-qBqTjL6irZkv0jikX2ngkgb-qqMTvgnBM_tTfLHn_kKwARUJwWQJHesYmx7tfnYNih5FW7s7nwLGjYkOHNyxl_nXFC4/s1600/DSC00651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRUelqJBwZ2nO_irYmvaqm2Q6R-jVvi4ITMiumhqUBD9sv9Oj-qBqTjL6irZkv0jikX2ngkgb-qqMTvgnBM_tTfLHn_kKwARUJwWQJHesYmx7tfnYNih5FW7s7nwLGjYkOHNyxl_nXFC4/s320/DSC00651.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> After Chris and Heather's, we went over to the Whittaker's for the party there with the Taylor's! They had lots of yummy food, and it was fun to play games and visit with everyone. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Right before the clock struck midnight, we had to hurry and take one last 2011 picture</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OllQl91KjurLEMuIbQUE_P0EjiSJXUQCrDwnq4ds1reXttXSCAnbBmNm-3le4qOIIKY8gvZ5uzbgdppii-yC9ejTz_wI62ly3m3SzXNuh9ihoCqlw9wZXoMhNsddck63RRkFRKtBeXU/s1600/DSC00655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OllQl91KjurLEMuIbQUE_P0EjiSJXUQCrDwnq4ds1reXttXSCAnbBmNm-3le4qOIIKY8gvZ5uzbgdppii-yC9ejTz_wI62ly3m3SzXNuh9ihoCqlw9wZXoMhNsddck63RRkFRKtBeXU/s320/DSC00655.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> And then the midnight kissing began....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tHN6hSPV23_uM2h04Gr3RJ4lIEyHGIyKcoEEFQiEC_wMnWtsENXqf3qzJlssk20TvyhOVyoO219rWuPNcveO3kYYBmQxLAELmM0cIBDZqYWeDldEqPzJMI6CGGqrmnRhC1qbZvXNsQg/s1600/DSC00663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tHN6hSPV23_uM2h04Gr3RJ4lIEyHGIyKcoEEFQiEC_wMnWtsENXqf3qzJlssk20TvyhOVyoO219rWuPNcveO3kYYBmQxLAELmM0cIBDZqYWeDldEqPzJMI6CGGqrmnRhC1qbZvXNsQg/s320/DSC00663.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4EcNitwDokVl07eiRFEngkfp30cIPnvfGZI1MoSzDUJJ0UWYAyED0W-W4B2QTLeegC6IwwbcCKfHebWXIZfz3GGkqGSqSnox0UtD2_JDZqQ0K3l85c29BV8dZNeJYhp5uW5lBp8wPf4/s1600/DSC00664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI4EcNitwDokVl07eiRFEngkfp30cIPnvfGZI1MoSzDUJJ0UWYAyED0W-W4B2QTLeegC6IwwbcCKfHebWXIZfz3GGkqGSqSnox0UtD2_JDZqQ0K3l85c29BV8dZNeJYhp5uW5lBp8wPf4/s320/DSC00664.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> 2012!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hmwMstvETLLeCoAQtBGJaqRY5B2wdUDPGz_T-fHXudTzSS2wQVaCqIkvEjQMqMyjv5FlgQcpycB1NbMPJgt-_ZcyJ_JAqH9OBhy77uDdYHNxYVsOtJooFo4kjTfQ-eSU96xHMEpfZAU/s1600/DSC00666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hmwMstvETLLeCoAQtBGJaqRY5B2wdUDPGz_T-fHXudTzSS2wQVaCqIkvEjQMqMyjv5FlgQcpycB1NbMPJgt-_ZcyJ_JAqH9OBhy77uDdYHNxYVsOtJooFo4kjTfQ-eSU96xHMEpfZAU/s320/DSC00666.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>2011 was a big year for the both of us, but we know 2012 will be even better! Brad says this is his year, with 12 being his lucky number. I'll have to agree with him. I know he will do great things this year succeeding in school, and being even closer to medical school! We can't wait!Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-65983028846012878832012-01-27T07:24:00.000-08:002012-01-27T07:24:49.924-08:00Christmas Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Christmas day was a full day of lots of family! It was a little bit longer than we had expected, but it was so great to see most of both of our families! Holli woke us up Christmas morning, and we went and met everyone downstairs. At the Curtis house, it is a tradition to sing a Christmas song as you walk up the stairs to see the Christmas tree. So we sang 'Up on the Housetop' as we all marched up the stairs. We couldn't believe how many presents were under that tree. We all opened up our stockings, first. I think the stockings were my favorite part. Keri sure knows how to do stockings right. It was like an endless bag of GOOD stuff! That stocking could have been my Christmas alone, and i would have been a happy girl. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Opening our stocking!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KB7G0U0N4eJG3ue-nw9HUolfvo_M6O5TU55hgop85fT9_z0JcP2PrOOfns_6ENQ05bwj5RY4Qz7Ta9_4Z8iIX-lI8D5V85e8xgIvmRh2XI1mnuW9sVPKZZ2ybJkMisL7r017K1IPdTo/s1600/DSC00607.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-KB7G0U0N4eJG3ue-nw9HUolfvo_M6O5TU55hgop85fT9_z0JcP2PrOOfns_6ENQ05bwj5RY4Qz7Ta9_4Z8iIX-lI8D5V85e8xgIvmRh2XI1mnuW9sVPKZZ2ybJkMisL7r017K1IPdTo/s320/DSC00607.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">After we got through our stockings, we opened up our sibling gifts. Chris and Heather got us a scanner/printer/copier. Oh my goodness, we were so excited. No more late runs to my mom's house to have to print something off :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-IAX3uRVC4ELXkYTIko-etzFu9gxX-t69Ux4g9jycEz5hY20mvw_7oFZBFo5t3G1uTzFOFVB7aJdEKVY2xET1gzstZ_OkTGc3emAq2onF_5RR5CLFCZpNQWGY74lSkzhE9cP7-7TtohQ/s1600/DSC00615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-IAX3uRVC4ELXkYTIko-etzFu9gxX-t69Ux4g9jycEz5hY20mvw_7oFZBFo5t3G1uTzFOFVB7aJdEKVY2xET1gzstZ_OkTGc3emAq2onF_5RR5CLFCZpNQWGY74lSkzhE9cP7-7TtohQ/s320/DSC00615.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">The boys were pretty excited about their Stater Bro's shirts that Holli made all of them. They claimed themselves the 'Stater Bros' when they went on the family vacation this last summer to Oceanside. Their sign is the 'I love you' sign, but the pointer finger is only half way up, to signify just a 'little bit of love'. They are crazy, and were soo excited about these shirts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkumPicRFNNaAM3ZJmwFtPKkgRSpC0BxPlOICJk06ywICMvmxBIBdKlUZu5nAr9z8_23zhVzRA7KsqRmLUiAZj9nMChqwb-9sAueEYusnLEJJ0F0Ha1rDijLV_hEB1m7GdoK6D1dajux4/s1600/DSC00618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkumPicRFNNaAM3ZJmwFtPKkgRSpC0BxPlOICJk06ywICMvmxBIBdKlUZu5nAr9z8_23zhVzRA7KsqRmLUiAZj9nMChqwb-9sAueEYusnLEJJ0F0Ha1rDijLV_hEB1m7GdoK6D1dajux4/s320/DSC00618.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Marty and Keri did wayy too much for us this year! We got lots of clothes, which were much needed. And they also helped us with our gym pass! We seriously couldn't thank them enough. We loved everything we got!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtI-z5ORRWfi-aBZGaAIwBa8Z48Vthod2WVtV7ot6LXi7uF7fXgit-f7JAnFFM6zWFvJ8nycfrfNjzxieRaMhhBDbPN7NRx9icuvFlac2qzGWNAZ89M5d-MU6XiFCfyYeGCtmkyBELK-s/s1600/DSC00621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtI-z5ORRWfi-aBZGaAIwBa8Z48Vthod2WVtV7ot6LXi7uF7fXgit-f7JAnFFM6zWFvJ8nycfrfNjzxieRaMhhBDbPN7NRx9icuvFlac2qzGWNAZ89M5d-MU6XiFCfyYeGCtmkyBELK-s/s320/DSC00621.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Marty's gift to Keri (and himself), were new running shoes for the both of them! It was fun to see Marty pretty ecstatic about them! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvCUF92Cq1f3BeUmbZmFhEJ2j__0uEeufeN2JNnBaDt_lmeG9hz-GdIxaNiopvoXf34W3b1vJoQyS_rUNiVnmejllMuee2OXhLDq2StVmxeQY6P2pISrhhHsGK6k-C8HRxTEszniRZNTE/s1600/DSC00623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvCUF92Cq1f3BeUmbZmFhEJ2j__0uEeufeN2JNnBaDt_lmeG9hz-GdIxaNiopvoXf34W3b1vJoQyS_rUNiVnmejllMuee2OXhLDq2StVmxeQY6P2pISrhhHsGK6k-C8HRxTEszniRZNTE/s320/DSC00623.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">As soon as we finished opening presents, we all had to hurry to get ready to make it to church on time. Church was at 11, and it was only an hour long Sacrament Meeting. It was fun to be in church with the whole family and take up an entire row!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After church we went over to Grandma and Grandpa Curtis'. We love them! Grandma Curtis graduated from American Fork High School as well, so her and I had a nice little chant singing the 'Dear old AF High' fight song together! It was pretty funny. She was telling us all sorts of stories, when her and Grandpa would go dancing everyday at BYU, and do the Jitterbug. All of her stories are priceless. It was good to see some more Aunts, Uncles, and Cousins at their house too! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75Ebr82cWDFW1_26Dvu1ydWHjVuEKt3sSIpARrDQxN-zgeEodXFW_NfhM1PjdtqTzayU3kd3Vo5aJL7MUi4uL67F5LGCD0Us6B4ef5wfkuw8x9Jt5TDMczt5MPZ9peLIll9cMxi9YpKY/s1600/DSC00627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75Ebr82cWDFW1_26Dvu1ydWHjVuEKt3sSIpARrDQxN-zgeEodXFW_NfhM1PjdtqTzayU3kd3Vo5aJL7MUi4uL67F5LGCD0Us6B4ef5wfkuw8x9Jt5TDMczt5MPZ9peLIll9cMxi9YpKY/s320/DSC00627.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We also went to Grandma and Grandpa Record's house. Kenny and Heather, and Brad and I were the only ones there when we got there. It was so good to talk to them too. They are sweet, sweet people. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After we made our Grandparents in Salt Lake, we got all of our stuff and headed down to Provo, to see my Grandma Cook. My parents were there too, so it was fun to go eat lunch and visit with them. We stayed at Grandma Cook's for a while, and eventually all of my cousins and Aunts and Uncles were there too. It's always a big crowd in that house when everyone goes over there. Brad and I hadn't seen a lot of people since our wedding though, so it was fun to talk to everyone!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">After Grandma Cooks, we finally went over to my parents house and did Christmas with them! They did wayy too much for us as well. They gave us some clothes, and money. Just what we needed :) They gave us lots of yummy treats too! It was fun to see what they got for Christmas too. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Finally, by 10:30 at night, we made it home to do Christmas with just Brad and I. We were so tired, but i knew Brad had multiple secrets hiding from me, so i couldn't wait to see what it was! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Here we are in front of our first Christmas tree, Bruce. (Brad named him) He is a real tree, and is kind of sad looking. We didn't really have many ornaments or anything to put on it, so bows had to do for this year. We didn't really take care of him, and he was pretty dead when this picture was taken. Better luck next time, right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM59_yl_zLSXEEtzv3kYsUL30J4oU9JmgkxaiyaHwMBEitCQ2jm-n95MM4PlX5ZICiD7F1sBVcb9SpkV5xo9pKw98jxhlcnXUuOMx1ISCgEDC4hq_oP3oN6g9aE4m_N9C3TmAOLJteuF4/s1600/DSC00634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM59_yl_zLSXEEtzv3kYsUL30J4oU9JmgkxaiyaHwMBEitCQ2jm-n95MM4PlX5ZICiD7F1sBVcb9SpkV5xo9pKw98jxhlcnXUuOMx1ISCgEDC4hq_oP3oN6g9aE4m_N9C3TmAOLJteuF4/s320/DSC00634.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We traded off opening presents. Brad got me a nice big pack of Diet Coke. YES!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudF5cEYxsaYB2aW9kfQA9ifh3-dT7NKXRcDdIY_A1aUIfV1pPCmjF1RfJ5ajxXAp8BW1aKFGdvAOyoqKu2L-IHYJLthidZ6L63t7bynBrrP7pTFdNOy6zDL05PjAVWjluNyKrmkxKz7o/s1600/DSC00637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudF5cEYxsaYB2aW9kfQA9ifh3-dT7NKXRcDdIY_A1aUIfV1pPCmjF1RfJ5ajxXAp8BW1aKFGdvAOyoqKu2L-IHYJLthidZ6L63t7bynBrrP7pTFdNOy6zDL05PjAVWjluNyKrmkxKz7o/s320/DSC00637.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Christmas really was so fun, and we are so grateful for both of our families! We couldn't believe everything they did for us. We felt very grateful all day for the most important things in life....Jesus Christ, each other, and our families! </div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-69103286609552523512012-01-25T20:41:00.000-08:002012-01-25T20:41:39.403-08:00Christmas Eve<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Christmas Eve was a really fun day for us! We got back from the Cabin in the early afternoon. We got cleaned up and showered (finally!) , and everyone took a little rest for a couple of hours. When i say everyone, that excludes Keri, who worked her tail off all day to make our Christmas Eve dinner so special. She really is amazing. The dinner was incredible, and she started a fun little tradition this year where we each had a candle on our plate, and we each went around the table and said something we love about the person sitting to our right. Once we said something, we were able to light our candle...and have more light. It was a really neat moment for all of us. Marty also gave a great Christmas thought, and the spirit and tone for the rest of the night was incredible. What an amazing family we have! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After dinner, Korver and Pryson got in their new Christmas pajama's, and got the cookies out on the plate to leave for Santa. They were so cute, and so excited for Santa to come. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7URcj8RviaHmm6XiLLMif-wLXE6g6T-GHcLN5nOZ1rHsz5BzWT9KjrwF0LfyDE3Ln5_TE2npWDAAQmeZQjMGUUikJPf3WWB3P-dZ4ApAYvspn9e9PyzZsmssrW-rEtziqcZq-FqqkTqo/s1600/DSC00595.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7URcj8RviaHmm6XiLLMif-wLXE6g6T-GHcLN5nOZ1rHsz5BzWT9KjrwF0LfyDE3Ln5_TE2npWDAAQmeZQjMGUUikJPf3WWB3P-dZ4ApAYvspn9e9PyzZsmssrW-rEtziqcZq-FqqkTqo/s320/DSC00595.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> In the meantime, Jeff and Brad played a LONG game of chess, which almost ruined Christmas. Holli and I were so mad at them, and wanted them to stop so we could all start playing a game or something. But they kept playing chess FOREVER. Luckily, it didn't ruin Christmas and the game finally ended!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOph7pyf1HgLTNG4y2jIPsZ7j9I0-VX8ii8HwTxuZpnx4BhjTTO46yABRDU7EqhjPBQP2Odr3wnEsNqo_Y-B2Es057So6teRO3Tsr4dxOTuqFxvx7_OR30lJf2jp868y8KrOiM5faEdU/s1600/DSC00596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdOph7pyf1HgLTNG4y2jIPsZ7j9I0-VX8ii8HwTxuZpnx4BhjTTO46yABRDU7EqhjPBQP2Odr3wnEsNqo_Y-B2Es057So6teRO3Tsr4dxOTuqFxvx7_OR30lJf2jp868y8KrOiM5faEdU/s320/DSC00596.JPG" width="320" /></a></div> <br />
After the little boys went to bed, it was game time for the rest of us. Kenny and Heather introduced us to reverse charades, which is one of our new favorite games. It was so fun to play especially with this family. Everyone is so competitive, and stubborn. We got a good laugh watching eachother! I have to admit, Marty man was my favorite. He just makes all games so entertaining.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_CHsp6DRT751fvxAw-a-MRVhaiYRoAPKesNKCNgKGwt_gx20wjDFJu8wvaJwNFkO3bMoqsP099NxHLffb6Nw5C1UckkCAnS1-8qvxohmbAy0uB9qe8JyqM34Nr-OwrDn47joi4TB07k/s1600/DSC00603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_CHsp6DRT751fvxAw-a-MRVhaiYRoAPKesNKCNgKGwt_gx20wjDFJu8wvaJwNFkO3bMoqsP099NxHLffb6Nw5C1UckkCAnS1-8qvxohmbAy0uB9qe8JyqM34Nr-OwrDn47joi4TB07k/s320/DSC00603.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>We all stayed at Marty and Keri's that night, so we could all be together opening presents Christmas Morning. It was soo fun being with everyone, and we definitely had some good laughs.Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-7481176594595725252012-01-20T20:34:00.000-08:002012-01-20T20:34:36.758-08:00Cabin with the Curtis Family<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This weekend was the moment we had all been waiting for! Kenny's family has a cabin up at the Timberlakes, and they were so sweet to let us go up there for a few days before Christmas! We got there the Thursday before Christmas, and came home on Christmas Eve. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Right when we got there Thursday...everyone immediately bundled up, and made the snowboard and skiing path. The boys had to move the big log that was in the way. We were ready to play!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iMSv5rhy5yaPLC2GQeg3nXqxW6cpGgeeux-joDkBfmJIXD5djN1R-46MWDgWbRG2kDHS-c1Vr1UjTP9qosFWGeSLKOsFYcVwbl7KzFVcbtXE3nbji8vRMPQ3pkSzIvapSynhj05sabY/s1600/DSC_0504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6iMSv5rhy5yaPLC2GQeg3nXqxW6cpGgeeux-joDkBfmJIXD5djN1R-46MWDgWbRG2kDHS-c1Vr1UjTP9qosFWGeSLKOsFYcVwbl7KzFVcbtXE3nbji8vRMPQ3pkSzIvapSynhj05sabY/s320/DSC_0504.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And my charming husband immediately started eating all the snow...<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4EQwSt1j7BfylBxTI11TU_nMkoP0DEvrBSAG2cAd8db483Y6xHvzY1My38OIJxknnPfhbwM_tR1aO3GgrhyphenhyphenjwxptL3vcs_22lCrlm3J6OBLPn403IldxuwgCDKE44iMOE_pwXBPcLYY/s1600/DSC_0526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4EQwSt1j7BfylBxTI11TU_nMkoP0DEvrBSAG2cAd8db483Y6xHvzY1My38OIJxknnPfhbwM_tR1aO3GgrhyphenhyphenjwxptL3vcs_22lCrlm3J6OBLPn403IldxuwgCDKE44iMOE_pwXBPcLYY/s320/DSC_0526.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It took me a little longer to get outside with everyone, because i was determined i was not getting cold and spent like an hour layering, layering, and layering some more! With the help of Marty, this is my new outside attire for the winter season. Boy, was i warm.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYO3OPi-P2TwvQp7un0deNF1dgU1OYCL9d42HysTNB2cb89HQrCg_L0eMPDHGpgh_orY0j02g2nj1oBK1StNgLHnDCUbDFhWh21QmuyFzdkpHDZQ7MCMwJUs_QJ3arT5kpQbTtqZd93hc/s1600/DSC_0694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYO3OPi-P2TwvQp7un0deNF1dgU1OYCL9d42HysTNB2cb89HQrCg_L0eMPDHGpgh_orY0j02g2nj1oBK1StNgLHnDCUbDFhWh21QmuyFzdkpHDZQ7MCMwJUs_QJ3arT5kpQbTtqZd93hc/s320/DSC_0694.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kenny would pull everyone up the hill on the snowmobile, and everyone would just ride down on their board and ski's. Here is Jeff going up on his board...<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB5Bdm_4hwfiTC8DB9LigW-NZB4J6hu2gi7arKvyxeJvdi2POQiNnWb90Rovj7VNibuVBIly9RAZKKJBZQwZZaJbX_t7thWUy24fv6gg-YxMxy2S_eyL76fFHrFMxrOlnEjYUIyuBk3e0/s1600/DSC_0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB5Bdm_4hwfiTC8DB9LigW-NZB4J6hu2gi7arKvyxeJvdi2POQiNnWb90Rovj7VNibuVBIly9RAZKKJBZQwZZaJbX_t7thWUy24fv6gg-YxMxy2S_eyL76fFHrFMxrOlnEjYUIyuBk3e0/s320/DSC_0562.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heather doing the splits :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaULRWgXelcXDC4UIJD-VdLqxpaeDuNuk00YRQgksur1yLB2L2CpWW3upYxFmXIssOm5Inc6ocCsjLhWlJcoYGESAWW7avwgIcE81nl8ia8LUk7hXpecUPfw0lJVO1W3zJZ9cYKyeAXD4/s1600/DSC00575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP9nf-gzgL_qJVtiBKkW3XUtcnnuKPRIO3XgZscMAvT2oQEnoi7p4SLbJPgcqom3ZU9bUvVqY__KEzmPnHUStZUvv7s1cZne2-nW0RwUWINNcLmm53pMh78FDovWEZjE1ohzriw69PAbg/s1600/DSC_0533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP9nf-gzgL_qJVtiBKkW3XUtcnnuKPRIO3XgZscMAvT2oQEnoi7p4SLbJPgcqom3ZU9bUvVqY__KEzmPnHUStZUvv7s1cZne2-nW0RwUWINNcLmm53pMh78FDovWEZjE1ohzriw69PAbg/s320/DSC_0533.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
The next day, we woke up and had a wonderful breakfast (thanks to Heather Ann), and went right out to play.<br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Brad off the little jump...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwxTZAgoJYs3Vp8H7Xdxez9ry4ab2a9z6MrTH5iuLCBC7fcHxNoeY00yjBvZ91k2zJE-q0Dq5Gm4VHOVWvlBUTgU0JS3sK0jlUUe5R73vhvsi_BsKhMVDZQK3CSLPJN_hcA0Q3MNYhYMI/s1600/DSC_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwxTZAgoJYs3Vp8H7Xdxez9ry4ab2a9z6MrTH5iuLCBC7fcHxNoeY00yjBvZ91k2zJE-q0Dq5Gm4VHOVWvlBUTgU0JS3sK0jlUUe5R73vhvsi_BsKhMVDZQK3CSLPJN_hcA0Q3MNYhYMI/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Chris' board touch off the jump, that he was SOOOO proud of! :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8WgvIdkXyfizMYyXka4NuO1RR1PPLgCSFzN-hZZ9uGhj0gVvi8yyVUlaPMtTg8mJJJJ6eLriotP-dcgqBqKnRvxV-LhOCwJxxiNR3XayZlY0_FKbOWD4IlkP3QOUfXGCoX8eP-IzwYY/s1600/DSC_0640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI8WgvIdkXyfizMYyXka4NuO1RR1PPLgCSFzN-hZZ9uGhj0gVvi8yyVUlaPMtTg8mJJJJ6eLriotP-dcgqBqKnRvxV-LhOCwJxxiNR3XayZlY0_FKbOWD4IlkP3QOUfXGCoX8eP-IzwYY/s320/DSC_0640.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jeff, havin a party like always!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYeLaefx6jbohJC3Be-JwdyiDDfAGwq2P7c7brAbj6MsBs6TjXmxKJ-x5UnfH2B_YFqVBzqNS0vPb6JJOxwtJEXhLbNQ-eUZNUid600P4qtxqVA2AZfLENKCPP_Kp5C-hr07omq37UgEU/s1600/DSC_0690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYeLaefx6jbohJC3Be-JwdyiDDfAGwq2P7c7brAbj6MsBs6TjXmxKJ-x5UnfH2B_YFqVBzqNS0vPb6JJOxwtJEXhLbNQ-eUZNUid600P4qtxqVA2AZfLENKCPP_Kp5C-hr07omq37UgEU/s320/DSC_0690.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Grandma Keri helping Korver as he sled down the hill! He is always a happy boy with his Grandma Keri by his side :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpISPfnjL8NVSVy9ioG4NsNaeEdUN7kCHroaWe0VduY_yUTqO9HENXwpKvUc0sgLb1hbn4ziOpYDJXuC3ijFoLAg9m-PgD4aHfRa8SYwLBAvQ3_elKpG_svd0X_nBRuDHvcD7o9qxjgk/s1600/DSC_0706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpISPfnjL8NVSVy9ioG4NsNaeEdUN7kCHroaWe0VduY_yUTqO9HENXwpKvUc0sgLb1hbn4ziOpYDJXuC3ijFoLAg9m-PgD4aHfRa8SYwLBAvQ3_elKpG_svd0X_nBRuDHvcD7o9qxjgk/s320/DSC_0706.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My favorite landing of all...Kenny's head right in the snow! So classic.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YnLdD9koHuOkIhKmSM2H5pW00dBBkpxWcC59qCEY2IGLe4wDC0THzDqCqeLLOvtZqXFvYdeYwzH_o8FJux5b97F200XPje1TpTly7kwaxbxHv2c-e1QHgBRCjW9Ukt0HlG4KZIvSHhY/s1600/DSC_0726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4YnLdD9koHuOkIhKmSM2H5pW00dBBkpxWcC59qCEY2IGLe4wDC0THzDqCqeLLOvtZqXFvYdeYwzH_o8FJux5b97F200XPje1TpTly7kwaxbxHv2c-e1QHgBRCjW9Ukt0HlG4KZIvSHhY/s320/DSC_0726.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">The time finally came for me to learn how to Ski for the first time. I was pretty excited, but i knew i would be no good at it. Marty, Heather, and Brad all combined forces to teach me and most importantly, not let me die. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Step 1: Brad and Marty took me to the frozen lake (flat ground) and i held onto the rope behind the snowmobile as he pulled me to learn how to steer and stop. I liked this part! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYp-FCmKTV5fgrZ5qRPYjuNtu6rabYPJsUJt-a6WLe4WKctkMqJsHsWschVYkIKtdatICpHmnhO2A4rGQE4k0IsE6n-1hOcgJxwYg5l6SZCBLPmo1C2rSrNmKQ1KSQqlEAHBC7AQwY2g/s1600/DSC00575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnYp-FCmKTV5fgrZ5qRPYjuNtu6rabYPJsUJt-a6WLe4WKctkMqJsHsWschVYkIKtdatICpHmnhO2A4rGQE4k0IsE6n-1hOcgJxwYg5l6SZCBLPmo1C2rSrNmKQ1KSQqlEAHBC7AQwY2g/s320/DSC00575.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was really proud of myself after Step 1 :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Me and my best ski instructor, Bradley.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO4fc2WLLYrpbu-stWEZXBoUZZ7qkIW2TwT6PTPjrEuPdSKFQiTCHcRlZP5H2i-PE5xs9U1l0NjNne3gqyJPFlPeTP2NZOtOcS4kj3cJ_jZ02Cy4xTk5bl-1FjZPFHBNig-rqI8xtz81E/s1600/DSC00583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO4fc2WLLYrpbu-stWEZXBoUZZ7qkIW2TwT6PTPjrEuPdSKFQiTCHcRlZP5H2i-PE5xs9U1l0NjNne3gqyJPFlPeTP2NZOtOcS4kj3cJ_jZ02Cy4xTk5bl-1FjZPFHBNig-rqI8xtz81E/s320/DSC00583.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Step 2: Ski down the mountain, back to the cabin. Using my poles and no one to help me. Yikes. I did pretty good though. It was a nice wide road with gave me lots of room to actually not have to steer very much :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjukgbFLMRSBVSJPunaOCwCEYPWIkhj4CLFMFWif5lBtU_NzSo9bTqjtzej_gZ-nIHmr5O6bqwkLauq2U6dSWU55TeqXcYZ6E_N_-kPIpkxDJyu8-C0DbbqHnb94ASXp6fyWK868HO-Oy0/s1600/DSC_0748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjukgbFLMRSBVSJPunaOCwCEYPWIkhj4CLFMFWif5lBtU_NzSo9bTqjtzej_gZ-nIHmr5O6bqwkLauq2U6dSWU55TeqXcYZ6E_N_-kPIpkxDJyu8-C0DbbqHnb94ASXp6fyWK868HO-Oy0/s320/DSC_0748.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div> <span style="text-align: center;"> Step 3: Go down the skinny little hill that everyone else was going down in the back yard of the cabin. Not a success. I fell, and couldn't get up. Everyone just laughed and took pictures of me. :) It still was fun though! </span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> That night we went on a fun snowmobile ride with the adults! Brad and I both realized that snowmobiling is a little more difficult than we had anticipated, but we had a great time. Kenny was being crazy on his snowmobile, so we all just watched him and enjoyed ourselves.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWQ0hzRDAJHrEqa9imy8USn04uj2xTTIhyphenhyphenf6NSUvjISBr2GE6JeSZvFgdUujo3hkksqx5vnT4TIJ6mIdHkDADv6RzGPg-Sk0KamuYi5pPt6gL-HivWl86Lu9_OKbCX8I3Ie6rcYEfrlc/s1600/DSC_0578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWWQ0hzRDAJHrEqa9imy8USn04uj2xTTIhyphenhyphenf6NSUvjISBr2GE6JeSZvFgdUujo3hkksqx5vnT4TIJ6mIdHkDADv6RzGPg-Sk0KamuYi5pPt6gL-HivWl86Lu9_OKbCX8I3Ie6rcYEfrlc/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="text-align: center;"> Once it got dark, and game night began, the Curtis family gets to be a little crazy. Especially Brad. Everyone was hanging out while Chris and Heather were putting the boys to bed, so we could play games, and my husband comes out in his famous pink onesies doing his little dance. I had no idea Heather Marie packed these for him, and I was gonna strangle him. He knows how bad i despise those things. Oh wait... it looks like i did strangle him. :) </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvd5AZWI0ExflQ_Hc1RRy4AwSHEKZCMBPjJAcjwiZcnDLSSfWa12If_D4shJ7y04bK9NM_bWltyXmgSEePR50zwnR0Zrhrx-lZ6FWqEoQM_ZH812AS6WTcevMGdRK77Gikp6rzo2YFp3o/s1600/DSC_0772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvd5AZWI0ExflQ_Hc1RRy4AwSHEKZCMBPjJAcjwiZcnDLSSfWa12If_D4shJ7y04bK9NM_bWltyXmgSEePR50zwnR0Zrhrx-lZ6FWqEoQM_ZH812AS6WTcevMGdRK77Gikp6rzo2YFp3o/s320/DSC_0772.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">All of us around the table playing games! We would stay up til midnight doing this both nights. Everyone knew when i finally hit my limit, cause i started to get pretty mean. It was a crazy party though. We all had way way way too much caffeine in us. I think Holly and I completed the entire pack of Diet Coke with Lime. But wow was it good!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM7bHCY12SjKUFBxJVHYCWa7F2K0e6l9Q7tLz005Mc_x35AL62dVq2UZtyqLTNl_NdUMUQ-0dV0xk-8ZTgr-gHWNVz-Cka8ItJEfiub-CyvxO7L-G3t7DZoTI7eh2dCsmqkvDkrZrMX5Q/s1600/DSC_0775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM7bHCY12SjKUFBxJVHYCWa7F2K0e6l9Q7tLz005Mc_x35AL62dVq2UZtyqLTNl_NdUMUQ-0dV0xk-8ZTgr-gHWNVz-Cka8ItJEfiub-CyvxO7L-G3t7DZoTI7eh2dCsmqkvDkrZrMX5Q/s320/DSC_0775.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think when Brad is done with finals, and out of school...his brain completely shuts off. This picture is evidence. He was so weird and crazy that night! I loved seeing him have fun and relax and not have any stress in his life. We try to enjoy every second we have with times like these.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPpmGLM3rjUxHSSBBC4Z9FO13xbfQaAJVfYbGak4CuA4DqPAzwbRoQyI3RqTLXOQWmIg2Q5_Qb8VgoAtwYIe4Z9-agxMKcej0Q8f10agQ-z0Is4t3mmwsmmPBSf-UeOUgd7OXx2pmpvxI/s1600/DSC00592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPpmGLM3rjUxHSSBBC4Z9FO13xbfQaAJVfYbGak4CuA4DqPAzwbRoQyI3RqTLXOQWmIg2Q5_Qb8VgoAtwYIe4Z9-agxMKcej0Q8f10agQ-z0Is4t3mmwsmmPBSf-UeOUgd7OXx2pmpvxI/s320/DSC00592.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The next morning was Christmas Eve, and we ate breakfast and got all packed up to go. We loved being up in the mountains away from everything but family, and with no phone service. It was just what we needed! We are forever grateful for Kenny and his family letting us go up there!</div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-9525858371976175112012-01-19T21:59:00.000-08:002012-01-19T21:59:23.878-08:00Christmas Activity with the Schaacks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My family always has done an activity on Christmas Eve, with whoever is here. However, this year was a little different for them. This was their first Christmas since they have been married where it has just been them two, alone on Christmas morning. We knew we would be with the Curtis' from Thursday until Christmas on Sunday, so we decided to do our activity a few days earlier before Christmas. This was such a fun night! My parents took us to California Pizza Kitchen before the game. Dinner was especially fun, because we got to see my parents open up an early Christmas present from Jon and Lisa, that we got to be a part of. They got new frames and pictures of all of their grandkids, and found out that they had a new grandson on the way! Jon and Lisa are expecting their fourth boy in June, and we are all ecstatic! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">While watching the game, Dad was one of the lucky few to catch one of the Jazz balls they were throwing out. He was so proud. He wouldn't stop talking about it for like ten minutes. Here is his glory picture....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikethpmLHn4_UZdnachumUFi7FDGC0Mc9gfC47SUE1Pacsk8VBxa5MV9RQRtIikCesGjeqDbRcwDT0_vCkpNAe5kt9CVeAZZ6zIkFK7uxfQ52vvjH96Md-pGwWgn8lE2u0LTRU6UfaIrc/s1600/DSC00569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikethpmLHn4_UZdnachumUFi7FDGC0Mc9gfC47SUE1Pacsk8VBxa5MV9RQRtIikCesGjeqDbRcwDT0_vCkpNAe5kt9CVeAZZ6zIkFK7uxfQ52vvjH96Md-pGwWgn8lE2u0LTRU6UfaIrc/s320/DSC00569.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> A cute picture of my parents, and of course Dad still can't let go of the ball.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrUKw_qarzWpfjL0yjDfbY0_J9A8vlkdWSMsNVUFly3dIHqkfkBeqhcYhwqCBo8xQOZEy6God7t_AcZUcM997c-XGCJRJ32yDf8YLDZ3vfnvhhUrX3SmY17SMjxMuyMpXNfWNN2uONSw/s1600/DSC00570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggrUKw_qarzWpfjL0yjDfbY0_J9A8vlkdWSMsNVUFly3dIHqkfkBeqhcYhwqCBo8xQOZEy6God7t_AcZUcM997c-XGCJRJ32yDf8YLDZ3vfnvhhUrX3SmY17SMjxMuyMpXNfWNN2uONSw/s320/DSC00570.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Brad and I</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhvcw4j5ZAk7RepH42hLsSKBoygf3m3nBAZws8rpPHO0CScsaEk_anoYMkm5LAwFiGMP8Q6SKFkpncYLFI_PTyZLymGt8WZXQOBDcbuRKF-0bhrlJxnXJ7bkqQ6hfNLkbaItaNuwMTYbk/s1600/DSC00571.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhvcw4j5ZAk7RepH42hLsSKBoygf3m3nBAZws8rpPHO0CScsaEk_anoYMkm5LAwFiGMP8Q6SKFkpncYLFI_PTyZLymGt8WZXQOBDcbuRKF-0bhrlJxnXJ7bkqQ6hfNLkbaItaNuwMTYbk/s320/DSC00571.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The Jazz won this night! It was really fun, and we were able to go down and see our friends Trevor and Amanda that were there too. It's always a party hanging out with Karen and The Greg.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja3z436P2jJJ6alsEEYAg7-kf1Tnyd0PN2fpnGBbORF7sIF8H5cSa02-S-NriSQF1hUWDSJuxUgjibthII3PCLJBcRzE92ycy0s_bCbvv-CB7wnhyphenhyphen-BE8Ob5nGx7lL2DLsYBk4x7IJq0w/s1600/DSC00572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja3z436P2jJJ6alsEEYAg7-kf1Tnyd0PN2fpnGBbORF7sIF8H5cSa02-S-NriSQF1hUWDSJuxUgjibthII3PCLJBcRzE92ycy0s_bCbvv-CB7wnhyphenhyphen-BE8Ob5nGx7lL2DLsYBk4x7IJq0w/s320/DSC00572.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6152879090696064176.post-31637922074984249532012-01-19T21:35:00.000-08:002012-01-19T21:35:49.359-08:00Deseret Star Playhouse<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Marty and Keri were so nice and took all of us adults to the Deseret Star for a fun play! We had front row seats, and it was so fun to be with everyone! It's not very often that we get the whole family together, so we just loved every second we had. The play was super funny and entertaining. One of the actresses came down and started being all scandalous with Grandpa Curtis and Kenny. It was pretty funny. Here are some pictures we took before it started... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQNE9z6CQS_IiMXr9_KabPwQbfdZKYU4LSoS9qk5FviDTJ7Ha8N2aoQ-Fn9cjSOwNfiiCVFiriOxCmpAxJhvu454pRw-12_QvJw9gsOypbhBicKjU5L5jTVta606eZ7L-R1Bc_vprPZY/s1600/DSC00560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGQNE9z6CQS_IiMXr9_KabPwQbfdZKYU4LSoS9qk5FviDTJ7Ha8N2aoQ-Fn9cjSOwNfiiCVFiriOxCmpAxJhvu454pRw-12_QvJw9gsOypbhBicKjU5L5jTVta606eZ7L-R1Bc_vprPZY/s320/DSC00560.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BV3ENT7SWAU4JxHva2lTYz8yrTcpSZdpsyLHbq8IpXYvze3DAQK2Q9xVpiz_C35ub96FQcbKhzt8YWbkvS0GVuZMADLHP9zf147jzdw-vITaqgNZrS5-AtCl-Beqzxwkg1ioxmwBVXY/s1600/DSC00565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BV3ENT7SWAU4JxHva2lTYz8yrTcpSZdpsyLHbq8IpXYvze3DAQK2Q9xVpiz_C35ub96FQcbKhzt8YWbkvS0GVuZMADLHP9zf147jzdw-vITaqgNZrS5-AtCl-Beqzxwkg1ioxmwBVXY/s320/DSC00565.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Our wonderful parents, Marty and Keri. I think this picture of them is adorable. They did so much for us this year to make our Christmas so fun. We are forever grateful for them!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcy5J4cOK-kgXi5BHSTEis4Qc0lU2KYqG3NxWezY2jGflVnFdop2gYd5Zgc2LOV_2yIFHc7FrSKoEoOijCj91FKsIojcg4KAlfqvoaYWz9Sph37SgNZ2BRrA8ffSNbFpgwcIkOU5twJAI/s1600/DSC00566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcy5J4cOK-kgXi5BHSTEis4Qc0lU2KYqG3NxWezY2jGflVnFdop2gYd5Zgc2LOV_2yIFHc7FrSKoEoOijCj91FKsIojcg4KAlfqvoaYWz9Sph37SgNZ2BRrA8ffSNbFpgwcIkOU5twJAI/s320/DSC00566.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Brad & Lindshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03673502481566021820noreply@blogger.com0