tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9407125272390435072024-03-12T22:10:11.781-07:00Together We Are A FamilyIrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-91808227278174310522013-02-12T15:46:00.001-08:002013-02-12T15:48:37.706-08:00ARGH!!!!!Well if you have read my last post then you will know what this one is in reference too.... I am ready to kill my kiddos and rip my hair out if it doesn't happen soon. apparently I am not handling this as well as I thought I would. Can't wait for Matt to get home from work and give me a much needed BREAK!! I just gotta stay strong.....however this is how I feel and Im afraid what Matt is gonna come home too..... (P.S. If you click on the picture you get the full effect....minus one kid in my case)
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IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-16928941637269044502013-02-11T07:24:00.001-08:002013-02-11T07:24:04.940-08:00I can do this!!!!So apparently I have already been slacking on my resolution to keep this blog updated :( However I have started new things since then as well. This has got to be one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.....I got this right??
I am giving up two of my favorite things and this is unbelievable hard!!!
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It has been 3d:2h:34m:12s since I have had one.....i feel like my head is gonna explode and I just don't feel quite right.
The second one is much harder......
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It has been 34H:48M:27S since I had one of these. I feel like my chest is collapsing and I am on edge. I feel like I am gonna die!!
Just another hard thing right?? Not sure how this is gonna work out but surely can't be the death of me right??
However I have come to this conclusion.....
I GOT THIS!!! IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-22328189978359501102013-01-24T18:09:00.000-08:002013-01-24T18:09:58.702-08:00Another project finished....Well as you all know from my last couple posts I am trying to clean and de-clutter my house and also my life. This latest project went a little further than I had planned on but I LOVE the finished result.
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The next step:
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And finally (yes its the same corner of the house):
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I have to say that I am quite proud of myself as I did this by myself with very minimal "help" from Kadyn.IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-61759254261569880382013-01-23T19:24:00.001-08:002013-01-23T19:24:10.807-08:00Resolutions......New Years Resolutions have never been my strong point. I always make them but after about 2 weeks I give up and life continues as was before. This year I have made several resolutions and I am proud to say that up til now I have been working on them and am actually quite proud of the progress and determination I have found deep within myself. One of my resolutions/goals for this year was to de-clutter my house. I have never been good at deep cleaning or organizing. Sure, my house is clean but its not by any means organized or immaculate. So I have been working on a project a day. Sometimes its a closet, sometimes its a shelf, sometimes its just washing light switches. Here are a few pics of the projects I have completed....the before and the after (and yes I am a little embarrased at some of the before pics)
First thing I did was the game closet
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This is just a sneak peak into what I have done. I will try to post more as I go. IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-58435154207039862242013-01-23T19:16:00.000-08:002013-01-23T19:16:00.272-08:00ChristmasI know that I am way behind on my blog and for those of you that "follow" me I apologize. This is one of my Resolutions and I am only about 3 weeks behind schedule. I want to create at least 2 posts a month to keep everyone updated on our little family and our projects and it will give me something positive and productive to do :)
This year for Christmas we had to change our schedule around due to Matts work schedule. So, to start things off the boys wrote letters to Santa asking him if there was anyway he could come early so that their Dad could be a part of hanging stockings and waking up to presents. Lucky for us he replied and surprised us with a visit on the 22nd of Dec. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The boys are very into Legos this year and that seemed to be a trend for any and all gifts they recieved. Both from Santa and Mom and Dad. This was their big gift from Santa this year.....
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Matt had his last day of rotation at work on Thursday so we finally got to open our presents on Dec 27. Grandpa Tim also came down that night and spent our Christmas with us. He also brought Legos!! All in all it was a great Christmas this year.
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IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-87862210620570655612011-06-02T20:38:00.000-07:002011-06-02T20:45:48.731-07:00And Life goes on....So...Apparently life doesn't stop when you don't have time to blog. All is does is make you realize how fast life is passing us by. So just a quick update to let you all know that we are still here and that we are all doing well. I promise we haven't fallen off the face of the earth, and I will update with an actual post when I finally can find the time to sit and do so :)IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-61353673353740288892011-01-07T12:10:00.000-08:002011-01-07T12:25:01.361-08:00New Year, New Projects, and New Pets!!Welcome 2011 !! Oh how I hope you are a better year for us than 2010 was! We are only a week into the year, but we have had many changes around our house already. Our first one was on the 2nd. We sure didn't wait long did we?? LOL We (mostly me) decided that we wanted to redo the bathroom. We finished the whole thing in one day. Does it count as one day if we finished in the wee hours of the morning of the 3rd?? It was just a little change for us but it's amazing how much a coat of paint can do to make you feel better about things.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibPx1zHdWqE0yzxIk_eDE8Nl8xR2s1fPEqi4OvgxDbvCASYX3Aj71YD40w7gL5HyVuj7-wYsRQwo9i-y8ZRAaBjGA-1J9qltVJkgwi5y-xeWPsZOzO5NCTDph6lzW1AJqqV5GaEx91Lxs/s1600/DSCF8626.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibPx1zHdWqE0yzxIk_eDE8Nl8xR2s1fPEqi4OvgxDbvCASYX3Aj71YD40w7gL5HyVuj7-wYsRQwo9i-y8ZRAaBjGA-1J9qltVJkgwi5y-xeWPsZOzO5NCTDph6lzW1AJqqV5GaEx91Lxs/s320/DSCF8626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559540719547908786" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhod9j5cvrwniLLiMVaeLGNkE-Y6Pd0m88Vpe3T-2hQGE6lo2WpDGG714_ccvwGcH7Frf6mXMxSXMP9m4Sv88X_ltNZFH_MY7RAQ1nyuvuyiNSVomkeJeuB-kX_mcSYUM_vrvb56-YblrU/s1600/DSCF8631.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhod9j5cvrwniLLiMVaeLGNkE-Y6Pd0m88Vpe3T-2hQGE6lo2WpDGG714_ccvwGcH7Frf6mXMxSXMP9m4Sv88X_ltNZFH_MY7RAQ1nyuvuyiNSVomkeJeuB-kX_mcSYUM_vrvb56-YblrU/s320/DSCF8631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559541116809918274" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3ou4rSYDFy6wzqG0ZdCMw4sbYa1Z_APXNhg3p5d1dEq36IObVlLfIPntS9q7WXVW5nd7sL0HiNErWsjqeBHlbZ_SmkGbMbGPq2XCPw_Nbpio7GipbIzYFztMjZBVUjocJ4PdjiE1mhQ/s1600/DSCF8624.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3ou4rSYDFy6wzqG0ZdCMw4sbYa1Z_APXNhg3p5d1dEq36IObVlLfIPntS9q7WXVW5nd7sL0HiNErWsjqeBHlbZ_SmkGbMbGPq2XCPw_Nbpio7GipbIzYFztMjZBVUjocJ4PdjiE1mhQ/s320/DSCF8624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559541333627684162" /></a><br /><br /><br /> I have also decided that I am going to start painting and doing different decorating and crafting things around the house as a little pick me up. This week I did something small (well other than the bathroom). I painted and redid a basket that I have had. It sits next to the piano is filled with toys. Even though it is still by the piano and filled with toys it just looks so much CUTER!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbFi4LPc1e1Qp-ZbTDPbedS0sIGlbA9-FNEpUzmNg-8JMJi-B6CguSIsvf9zhWMBErmdSr1F6U67KgqxheSWqZ88vljfotOlBT3gXdeLAQ34fHbtA11jWFkEf3NAT5snsruGJyqSFs_M/s1600/DSCF8633.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbFi4LPc1e1Qp-ZbTDPbedS0sIGlbA9-FNEpUzmNg-8JMJi-B6CguSIsvf9zhWMBErmdSr1F6U67KgqxheSWqZ88vljfotOlBT3gXdeLAQ34fHbtA11jWFkEf3NAT5snsruGJyqSFs_M/s320/DSCF8633.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559541816152260930" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYRHx-XY1mcBtFyeQvJilEvWIfIMItl1OKxq6c0Q5n00UFGaTTqAZPtNianThRUo0UtK30DI8qOvafDWKZuOIyVdVVguSnaj5aa-zxQ5hPB9hW1EqjPImlY_9lm_bBXMTwt4osXWM0h7U/s1600/DSCF8659.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYRHx-XY1mcBtFyeQvJilEvWIfIMItl1OKxq6c0Q5n00UFGaTTqAZPtNianThRUo0UtK30DI8qOvafDWKZuOIyVdVVguSnaj5aa-zxQ5hPB9hW1EqjPImlY_9lm_bBXMTwt4osXWM0h7U/s320/DSCF8659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559542042950615442" /></a><br /><br /> Also, we added another member to our family. Her name is Juarez (yes like the one on G-Force). The boys absolutely ADORE her already. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifg67EFwowCRECZ3TaG_EVv_-Xmdh6rzMejOYRqi-yveP3mC_cKvyBTun-k7RdN7CX2P8xHHKnmAJWjq2q9K3054w0WA28zp_t21rWfl5_iixQGJq-2m2nV-BQ_jMZ8vhx9Z5x1tvr-bQ/s1600/DSCF8645.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifg67EFwowCRECZ3TaG_EVv_-Xmdh6rzMejOYRqi-yveP3mC_cKvyBTun-k7RdN7CX2P8xHHKnmAJWjq2q9K3054w0WA28zp_t21rWfl5_iixQGJq-2m2nV-BQ_jMZ8vhx9Z5x1tvr-bQ/s320/DSCF8645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559541569732940162" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_S_6CjuX_ZFfulVXprDlfisjNU_GDMhBp19ZINHbqHNWM1B7VW7OkMcw7rUBm5BPCmuN8gvmlmlSsPGddKlkSqQdLj4jAUsfUUj9bAI3iaIT5B0K4cnhh81QhGiIyJG9Hfsw1ubv9pQg/s1600/DSCF8639.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_S_6CjuX_ZFfulVXprDlfisjNU_GDMhBp19ZINHbqHNWM1B7VW7OkMcw7rUBm5BPCmuN8gvmlmlSsPGddKlkSqQdLj4jAUsfUUj9bAI3iaIT5B0K4cnhh81QhGiIyJG9Hfsw1ubv9pQg/s320/DSCF8639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559542319499884562" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4LoBPq6xnC2_RH7vzZ4FRLgk4qtV0DMdiUwCFZQ04jXJce4OkHht5x2R_2ghK2cGK22W1AwRV2HSwibLQD4KDA14nz-HI6v_hPzwLxKOQL_s0pj9lSQS0OwHJfVbwLJM4gsvkf51GZI/s1600/DSCF8638.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS4LoBPq6xnC2_RH7vzZ4FRLgk4qtV0DMdiUwCFZQ04jXJce4OkHht5x2R_2ghK2cGK22W1AwRV2HSwibLQD4KDA14nz-HI6v_hPzwLxKOQL_s0pj9lSQS0OwHJfVbwLJM4gsvkf51GZI/s320/DSCF8638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559542567993801042" /></a><br /><br /><br /> They like to let her out of the cage and run thru the house. We haven't lost her yet but I am sure that time will come. I pray that I don't find her in the dryer or something when the time comes. Other than that life is pretty much still the same. We are hoping that this year Matt will get to move to a daytime position, but you never know. Well, that's all thats new for now. Here's to a great NEW YEAR and hopefully lots of new and excting things will come our way!!IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-85372773661307987272010-11-19T10:35:00.000-08:002010-11-19T10:52:12.671-08:00I Give Thanks......As we near the Thanksgiving Holiday my heart is full. I have so much in my life to be thankful for. I have definately had my moments where I have questioned why and wondered what else could go wrong. How many more things I would have to lose or get taken away because of bad choices (some from years ago). And yet when everytime that I start to feel down or depressed something happens(not always good) and makes me realize that things could be much worse and there are so many things that I have that others dont. Just this past week I watched as a Mother buried her son. Something that I have never had to go thru....knock on wood!! I knew the little boy on a personal level and I have seemed to struggle quite a bit with his passing. I only knew little things about his personal and home life, but from what I knew it wasn't good. He seemed to be raising himself from what I saw and it kinda broke my heart. Then at the funeral his poor Mother was a wreck. Not that I wouldn't be myself being in that situation. However, later that night after talking with my Mom she made some valid points that stuck with me. I didn't sleep last night. I laid in bed with the baby cuddled up next to me and just thought. Rather than think about how sad it was with his passing, or wondering if there was anything that I could have done or said to make a difference in this young boys life, I began thinking about my own life and my family and children. Perhpas the passing of this boy was to teach me a little lesson. I tend to be a screamer (something that I think I got from my Mom) and just yesterday I screamed at my kids for spilling hot red wax on my white carpet. After talking with Mom it made me stop and think. What if something was to happen (God forbid) to my children today?? Would the last memory I had of time with them be me screaming at them for something that doesn't matter?? Is wax on the carpet really more important than my children?? And also the other way around....I don't want my kids to remember me by things that I did or said that didn't matter. Does it really matter if the toys are picked up, or if the laundry is always done, or if the glass of milk got spilled?? It frightens me to think that I may have become the very kind of Mother that just a few days ago I pitied. So, perhaps in all the sorrow and the loss that this Mother is feeling perhaps it will open her eyes a little bit. Maybe with the loss of a son she will change the way she treats or acts around her other kids. At least that is what I have taken from this heart breaking experience. I love my children and my husband more than anything. And I know that this mother also loved her son. But the question still remains....if we love them more than life itself, why do we do the things we do?? And why do we say those things, why do we yell at our kids for things that don't matter? Why are we more worried about our carpets, and our shoes, purses, etc. that we let our kids fall to the bottom rung?? Well, this post wasn't supposed to be like this....it really was gonna be a more upbeat post. However, perhaps I just needed to say some of the things that I have been thinking about this past week. I guess what I am saying is that I AM thankful for my children and that I get the opportunity to be a Mother. And I AM thanful for my husband and for all that he does for me. However, perhaps this year instead of just saying it I will try harded to show my family how thankful I am for them and how much I love and appreciate them and the things that they do for me. I guess our lives are like a book.....you can't go back and change the Once upon a time, but you can change or add as many characters, settings, and plots as you want. And do it so that no matter what you add or even take out you will always have the ending that is something like this....And They ALL lived Happily Ever After!!IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-81789320875362665452010-10-08T09:40:00.001-07:002010-10-08T09:58:46.561-07:00Scary Times Ahead......It is near approaching one of our favorite holidays of the year. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! As a child I used to dream and think all year of what I would dress up as for the cureent candy fest. I would change my mind several times and usually for the last time about 3 days before the event. I never thought about it or realized it, but I am sure that it drove my mother CRAZY, as she always sewed or homemade our costumes. Three days is not much time to make a dress, hat, gown, cape, mask,or anything else we needed. Now as a mother of 3 I am beginning to realize the stress that goes into Halloween costumes. It really makes me appreciate the effort and the late nights that my Mom used to put in on my behalf. I was several princesses or queens, a couple witches,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3HrYlHzP1gse5qH-9R3EWCYAU-aNl4zn3V_MfvQaS09pG6w8dC7N9ee1VnzPaF8i_aB5cmg_zf6w-nOAb5kEQ4_l9Nix2pyMqSY09yV6TsAlsYiE3YuJZoUA2eR8_pniIdOBpPrAu9E/s1600/images%5B2%5D.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 135px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin3HrYlHzP1gse5qH-9R3EWCYAU-aNl4zn3V_MfvQaS09pG6w8dC7N9ee1VnzPaF8i_aB5cmg_zf6w-nOAb5kEQ4_l9Nix2pyMqSY09yV6TsAlsYiE3YuJZoUA2eR8_pniIdOBpPrAu9E/s320/images%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525718387796322594" /></a><br />a hobo, rainbow bright,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk0DDWTRofnoE7QyL5iw3LmZKB6VuboFWCanv11pnS8rdRtLxHJC3gXca-8jY-UCv_J3J1EWCGlik3O-3XWFSqMiq73As3aPPe-RdtspDQmPrnjp-eyNrN65KjKQfsn6yZUX_F6xJwfGk/s1600/images%5B9%5D.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk0DDWTRofnoE7QyL5iw3LmZKB6VuboFWCanv11pnS8rdRtLxHJC3gXca-8jY-UCv_J3J1EWCGlik3O-3XWFSqMiq73As3aPPe-RdtspDQmPrnjp-eyNrN65KjKQfsn6yZUX_F6xJwfGk/s320/images%5B9%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525718577889601394" /></a><br /> dorothy,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvJsLj8FTIde85msuLYMsXHJKkUBoX8gc78Zaw7uG_NjpK8B6bG4AxqQW49Aa8Sdovba4GsxfxFQq29s0zqXRna1XRkVXRvFQErO2iL0LnIJwg5M-tGSQ0Nuan6Mi2mzTMJjqywXvblQ/s1600/images%5B6%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 91px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgvJsLj8FTIde85msuLYMsXHJKkUBoX8gc78Zaw7uG_NjpK8B6bG4AxqQW49Aa8Sdovba4GsxfxFQq29s0zqXRna1XRkVXRvFQErO2iL0LnIJwg5M-tGSQ0Nuan6Mi2mzTMJjqywXvblQ/s320/images%5B6%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525718751960181090" /></a><br /> and tons of others that I can't even remember. <br /><br />So in short....I made the boys choose something and stick with it!! The easiest by far was Kadyn since he really doesn't have a choice and can't dislike what I pick! So for this year we have decided to go with the classic Batman(Justyn)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHa1bfyOz-eIoCFNPPwTLLRWc2vpA4Cq_DVRicgTLVdYsz5RyaZ5f2A4CEzSsdyt9TGRY7hZgrcVnxa4DtBANZwE3n81-8gOlXrrQ_ZrqAkoK0nE6AMOSRTJvb_jFycETTloy5H4QkuZU/s1600/images.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHa1bfyOz-eIoCFNPPwTLLRWc2vpA4Cq_DVRicgTLVdYsz5RyaZ5f2A4CEzSsdyt9TGRY7hZgrcVnxa4DtBANZwE3n81-8gOlXrrQ_ZrqAkoK0nE6AMOSRTJvb_jFycETTloy5H4QkuZU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525719781620565794" /></a><br />a puppy dog(Kadyn),<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl50hnPXSulpng9GNev8VLLGqY4_DN0k-EiIoAjlqQOv6jtADdUK3jOeYTHGzUpX9p_O-Ct4xibsjPq7qkgRSZ0l9g24YuAUgn9v_-nD7hJt_2mlReyS0f73aWva4LndBXIHS5lyIbRP4/s1600/ZXCAMPNBDWCA6I3PVICAME3HYHCAG0QYD2CA0EK5H3CAQHW7LQCA1D9N3DCADYRBTFCAR8DO8XCA6NQOW4CA2EWAPXCANN94V9CA0YCEV0CATBULCPCAW0W0G3CAGQ1X4DCAZEVEI0CA7MA3OI.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl50hnPXSulpng9GNev8VLLGqY4_DN0k-EiIoAjlqQOv6jtADdUK3jOeYTHGzUpX9p_O-Ct4xibsjPq7qkgRSZ0l9g24YuAUgn9v_-nD7hJt_2mlReyS0f73aWva4LndBXIHS5lyIbRP4/s200/ZXCAMPNBDWCA6I3PVICAME3HYHCAG0QYD2CA0EK5H3CAQHW7LQCA1D9N3DCADYRBTFCAR8DO8XCA6NQOW4CA2EWAPXCANN94V9CA0YCEV0CATBULCPCAW0W0G3CAGQ1X4DCAZEVEI0CA7MA3OI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525719927078651282" /></a> and for Trentyn....Zorro!! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLjSuDYgDtDM5W4dvVD0a5Zk1nWM0I2JCn2ZiTTEevXgGnrfL9bWD9SJMxlilnm1UFj3igZi5ILaR-t0KFb8uiqSDA7VsqSSb4j4xAD6aJ_qeRo15wctbqFweS-WHbbQYAYdh5bfyIV2o/s1600/s.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 88px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLjSuDYgDtDM5W4dvVD0a5Zk1nWM0I2JCn2ZiTTEevXgGnrfL9bWD9SJMxlilnm1UFj3igZi5ILaR-t0KFb8uiqSDA7VsqSSb4j4xAD6aJ_qeRo15wctbqFweS-WHbbQYAYdh5bfyIV2o/s320/s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525720110203059538" /></a><br /><br />So to all you parents out there who are stressing out over costumes and candy and children....I laugh in the face of stress!! For here it is....23 days before the big evening....and I am totally prepared!!IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-82201980143483425682010-05-24T19:51:00.000-07:002010-05-24T20:05:48.861-07:00Missing my Baby.......As a Mother of 3 children, I find that my life nothing short of CRAZY most of the time. However, the small moments when my children bring me a weed, or a rock that they found, or when they bring a cold drink from the fridge, and most especially the times they fall asleep next to me on the couch and snuggle with me til I carry them to bed. Those are the moments that I look forward to and get thru the times when I just wanna pull my hair out. Even though I love every moment with my children sometimes I wish I could just have a small break. Well, that opportunity presented itself this weekend. Trentyn was invited to go stay with Uncle Alan and Aunt Linda at their house down in Cedar City. So, we packed his bag and loaded him up in the car and off he went with a smile, a high five, and a little wave. However, 3 days later I am really missing my oldest son!! I don't realize how much he does for me or how much his little smart allec quips always make me laugh. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKwTECdXAufAL0tIR3oHz38OPS6sj65VI8cpZDsXsafa3IYPWF9ymdzxsVdMKrFoCrceYbN7UA_lq0PIO7U0iHlToqofq1s0Jt3gRX7UCaAuV7hFTsvCkHzJwb7-QKqK01j6GBhyXw3UM/s1600/DSCF7461.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKwTECdXAufAL0tIR3oHz38OPS6sj65VI8cpZDsXsafa3IYPWF9ymdzxsVdMKrFoCrceYbN7UA_lq0PIO7U0iHlToqofq1s0Jt3gRX7UCaAuV7hFTsvCkHzJwb7-QKqK01j6GBhyXw3UM/s320/DSCF7461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037236790303698" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /> I even kinda miss his attitude :) He will be there for 2 more days and will be coming home sometime Wednesday evening. I didn't realize how much I would miss him while he was gone. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpk_SMe7DZxiXqtx1MDyhWIL8pXtSxYTRV0UMqxzkfkDWuq86tU-K1nXiT2KrkGIadPDeaLSYgtO1U_6LAHr2AhbCyvOulUML32FicPRhzB1Ntrc8ATP5KvQ4qJpl93-p-pLOZXFJ_Ck/s1600/DSCF7312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpk_SMe7DZxiXqtx1MDyhWIL8pXtSxYTRV0UMqxzkfkDWuq86tU-K1nXiT2KrkGIadPDeaLSYgtO1U_6LAHr2AhbCyvOulUML32FicPRhzB1Ntrc8ATP5KvQ4qJpl93-p-pLOZXFJ_Ck/s320/DSCF7312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475037822803627794" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /> Perhpas 7 is too young to leave home for 5 days, or perhaps I am just too attached to let go for even 5 days. I miss you Trentyn and can't wait to see you again on Wednesday. Hope you are having TONS of fun!! XOXO<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4USP2vo6grzxsdOLHogbQUd237T1PTCdZvL7WCdteRvkOvVI8N0YG7z38fZTuu4Zw3kCNDacveCykbuew3AsiooY94AqUw7K814mpvUCM9X8M9l5Vqu7c6rqkH63eEjik85ejvQTtqY/s1600/DSCF7143.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4USP2vo6grzxsdOLHogbQUd237T1PTCdZvL7WCdteRvkOvVI8N0YG7z38fZTuu4Zw3kCNDacveCykbuew3AsiooY94AqUw7K814mpvUCM9X8M9l5Vqu7c6rqkH63eEjik85ejvQTtqY/s320/DSCF7143.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475038402177857378" /></a>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-49147952371247052462009-10-05T21:55:00.000-07:002009-10-05T22:01:21.471-07:00Funny things kids say..........So I haven't posted in FOREVER!! I didn't realize how much crazier life would be with three kids instead of just two. As I sit here at 11:00PM (pretty much the only quiet time I have) contemplating my life I can't say that I am anything but content. My children are wonderful and are always doing something cute. Our latest addition to the family Kadyn loving known as "Taters" or "Tater Tots" is already crawling. Justyn loves to watch him and laughs everytime Kadyn puts somethingin his mouth. As we were all talking about nicknames, Justyn got this deep, thoughtful look on his face. He realized that he didn't come up with anyones nickname. He has loving decided that we should call the baby "Quesadilla" Where that came from I don't know. Trentyn quickly agreed with him, but then asked what about "taters" ? So now we have Trentyn, Justyn, and Tater Quesadilla.IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-71701005803508704892009-04-08T18:14:00.000-07:002009-04-08T18:32:32.998-07:00Do Superhero's really wear capes??So, these last few weeks I have been really bad about updating. Too much to do to get ready for the new baby. However, my family has done some fun things together and they never cease to amaze me with the things that they do. Sometimes I am close to a heart attack watching what the boys will do, yet they pull it off and come away feeling VICTORIOUS!! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspYYW8FtpVki6TAzdqmwm_L9ixa04T3V1OsbqChHgaCfGYHsX__4XPTUUeLwTasbxJP4DXaEQopGUPg0ddKGwN3wuqQpEdT-W3E1y078NCuOB2melPB-MEde4GxCOLimUg2SQKEp1gjw/s1600-h/DSCF4332.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspYYW8FtpVki6TAzdqmwm_L9ixa04T3V1OsbqChHgaCfGYHsX__4XPTUUeLwTasbxJP4DXaEQopGUPg0ddKGwN3wuqQpEdT-W3E1y078NCuOB2melPB-MEde4GxCOLimUg2SQKEp1gjw/s320/DSCF4332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322495294796293010" /></a><br /> I am always so proud of the things that they do. They are constantly doing things for me lately and making me laugh. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK1Rq_nok7pomxTca-gTUOe5CUMVmSJjooDuC_prxHDX3jIpDEhmm4XFY3kL2O2pftlLnoZRN29YMl5vM3hIIn2bILfGqoWm7J_u9Bcj_ZO_VDVYRMFSSnBgOQ7v_I-jeKxJbPQtXm5Fs/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK1Rq_nok7pomxTca-gTUOe5CUMVmSJjooDuC_prxHDX3jIpDEhmm4XFY3kL2O2pftlLnoZRN29YMl5vM3hIIn2bILfGqoWm7J_u9Bcj_ZO_VDVYRMFSSnBgOQ7v_I-jeKxJbPQtXm5Fs/s320/DSCN0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322496576489890498" /></a><br /> My husband is always goofing around and trying to make sure that I don't get to down trodden as I count the final days til the baby comes. My boys (Matt included) are my hero's.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Hq8DcHmWLikgqdKQHYWpG0L3ntG8CK0sDbtRhQpWo3gJ-V8HieDdtAFwbfGB7aPiNTWOI71CGNWQ5doLclt1BkpJraWphafKstii5XP_duXJgpkoVQxR_C-Gg7wTNf9PVmzS6rDkorU/s1600-h/DSCF4216.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6Hq8DcHmWLikgqdKQHYWpG0L3ntG8CK0sDbtRhQpWo3gJ-V8HieDdtAFwbfGB7aPiNTWOI71CGNWQ5doLclt1BkpJraWphafKstii5XP_duXJgpkoVQxR_C-Gg7wTNf9PVmzS6rDkorU/s320/DSCF4216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322497193775894242" /></a><br /><br />So, do hero's wear capes? I know that mine don't, and rarely do they wear shirts as well. They don't have secret identities. Everyone knows who they are, but I bet very few know how much they do and what they mean to me. They way they "save" me all the time and constantly remind me of the important things in life. Money and possesions may come and go, but for me, the HERO'S make it all worth while.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmy7fNqO4Fp8mI5ERliLWjjyhz0b1g1aqkiDDb06cZgQKyW0atbqdsWGhzYNRXU7AviRNhmjCH4rrg9kAdXHR8fmS85vasUbjY0S9jcXy2TskIhCwqSeRq8sko6uhS-TliB4kiKBcRGY/s1600-h/DSCF4113.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGmy7fNqO4Fp8mI5ERliLWjjyhz0b1g1aqkiDDb06cZgQKyW0atbqdsWGhzYNRXU7AviRNhmjCH4rrg9kAdXHR8fmS85vasUbjY0S9jcXy2TskIhCwqSeRq8sko6uhS-TliB4kiKBcRGY/s320/DSCF4113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322498030042097362" /></a>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-55201643677069113142009-04-04T18:53:00.000-07:002009-04-04T18:59:55.533-07:00Updated soccer stats.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhMCRAvCQxVJm_4-vQ8etiw9UyUu7yv445BGy8IHyA4PWYFsS3sqsltExrDqT8Ez_oXmk_qsK3a2Ga7LIicz3fQlYn0EhbTumddm97TPlO7f0rn79W-XIUT7vaYQMc6qH1pXUTUmzX1c/s1600-h/DSCF4306.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhMCRAvCQxVJm_4-vQ8etiw9UyUu7yv445BGy8IHyA4PWYFsS3sqsltExrDqT8Ez_oXmk_qsK3a2Ga7LIicz3fQlYn0EhbTumddm97TPlO7f0rn79W-XIUT7vaYQMc6qH1pXUTUmzX1c/s320/DSCF4306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321021055370948546" /></a><br /> (Justyn was on Camera Duty)<br /><br /><br />So, haven't written about our last couple of soccer games. Our team is doing AWESOME this year. In fact, I think that some of the other coaches don't like us very much. We have won every game except for the first one which was called on account of snow. In the last 3 games Trentyn has scored 8 goals and if feeling pretty good about himself. Our team has been working on passing and helping each other out so that everyone is able to score at least once during the game. This last game was the first one where each player was able to kick it home and score a goal. It was awesome to watch 5 1st graders playing together and helping each other out.IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-57956089457690063832009-03-19T11:11:00.000-07:002009-03-19T11:16:51.664-07:00A quick soccer update!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMXFklYLOG3vrafW7KtY0JLQktJ_u6vSrnlvh4IufL0bzfo6ONT74plhiyb_pF3ECRRmafzmz3aOnD-uvtlLpoelMJgmUuWROwHkfzNsgJcVTwBzKf6cuDwZe7i-yd8Y_aKAkcTRrU-E/s1600-h/DSCF4256.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMXFklYLOG3vrafW7KtY0JLQktJ_u6vSrnlvh4IufL0bzfo6ONT74plhiyb_pF3ECRRmafzmz3aOnD-uvtlLpoelMJgmUuWROwHkfzNsgJcVTwBzKf6cuDwZe7i-yd8Y_aKAkcTRrU-E/s320/DSCF4256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314963984575905250" /></a><br /><br /><br />So, yesterday we had another soccer game. This time the weather was gorgeous, our whole team was able to make it, and we walked away with a VICTORY!! Unoffically we won since we dont technically play in a league that keeps score. The final was 10-1.<br />Our team played AWESOME. They figured out passing and that working together had better results than trying to be a one man team. Trentyn had 3 of the goals and he was pretty excited about that. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7t3syw9k6u_MzPnCubkOtGtx9CezAKbLRdjTmth-du-Z9Yd1VOdFxDIsJhCNEidtIlS9MSu4_XLslG1V1Q1KEVG_S1f6-o3aATetUboiHYCtXwrRt7ZC4xjeAJ3Vk-KsKCAbwb6NTpbg/s1600-h/DSCF4258.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7t3syw9k6u_MzPnCubkOtGtx9CezAKbLRdjTmth-du-Z9Yd1VOdFxDIsJhCNEidtIlS9MSu4_XLslG1V1Q1KEVG_S1f6-o3aATetUboiHYCtXwrRt7ZC4xjeAJ3Vk-KsKCAbwb6NTpbg/s320/DSCF4258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314964369645041138" /></a>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-42921107141065936612009-03-19T10:55:00.000-07:002009-03-19T11:10:46.745-07:00The day of Green!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJAVZwevmi0b-CoIBgVaUCzVV6-zdN-Rz0_kZuK2S7lz0CETrNcR7G91YFWQ1VZcjJYhKOlwwZxBpu5wK3fl9aoEgEY4oTo_W3Onh84P9zNJlKvwripvUKjZIcdLjnyn9bF31RKveXho/s1600-h/DSCF4241.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWJAVZwevmi0b-CoIBgVaUCzVV6-zdN-Rz0_kZuK2S7lz0CETrNcR7G91YFWQ1VZcjJYhKOlwwZxBpu5wK3fl9aoEgEY4oTo_W3Onh84P9zNJlKvwripvUKjZIcdLjnyn9bF31RKveXho/s320/DSCF4241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314960504203376738" /></a><br /><br />So, once again St. Patricks day has come and gone. As most of you know, our family gets pretty into it with the name and all. This year once again I was able to join Trentyn's class for their party and Justyn was able to tag along. He loved spending the day in 1st grade following Trentyn around and participating in all the activities. <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3SngJTGpFGf5RK_tO4OYH1tIHhsk4oKfnVbtlWQ_T7XD3wW0xUe3OqURY2pjE1zBvgemO18JbmbM8Rzo7mci9jglBsSmKFFDH1tjnPKQJngPZUjCRshELLZ3unssfYPDbrYWqX82FNk0/s1600-h/DSCF4237.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3SngJTGpFGf5RK_tO4OYH1tIHhsk4oKfnVbtlWQ_T7XD3wW0xUe3OqURY2pjE1zBvgemO18JbmbM8Rzo7mci9jglBsSmKFFDH1tjnPKQJngPZUjCRshELLZ3unssfYPDbrYWqX82FNk0/s320/DSCF4237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314961047823293538" /></a><br /><br /><br /> We made green cupcakes, green rice krispie treats, and took a gallon of green milk into class for snacks. Sadly, we put away all our leprechauns and shamrocks and are already looking forward to next year when we will all undergo the transformation to "IRISH" once again. <br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJ2gYG5VoFzxzdz5Gh2rxO1GhaEIyt2lTcjnnYfYEzuNWSIA6Kv3a4UWh6Hp-_THwCp3cdy5OFuYhq97kzpivZG3KA6KN9ev5R-ljylT-vcuqo81VVdc0kPrf6eqfiO5ejOY-NWe7McU/s1600-h/DSCF4242.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlJ2gYG5VoFzxzdz5Gh2rxO1GhaEIyt2lTcjnnYfYEzuNWSIA6Kv3a4UWh6Hp-_THwCp3cdy5OFuYhq97kzpivZG3KA6KN9ev5R-ljylT-vcuqo81VVdc0kPrf6eqfiO5ejOY-NWe7McU/s320/DSCF4242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314962137780341474" /></a>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-75356361912758950732008-10-01T14:17:00.000-07:002008-10-01T14:21:05.427-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL3Crf6_jDNRQ1bi58T7utFNm2ATwbzd-kS60yRl6tB3k2IWQSo-ToGvpWTLGy4MuITZcMyWWX3dADxpL1YpSJWZbsDBv7J4Rq8LBStExEGh05jk8FSd-wUhMo3bvAg1WdAY03rKuskFo/s1600-h/IMG_2959.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252298309883041890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL3Crf6_jDNRQ1bi58T7utFNm2ATwbzd-kS60yRl6tB3k2IWQSo-ToGvpWTLGy4MuITZcMyWWX3dADxpL1YpSJWZbsDBv7J4Rq8LBStExEGh05jk8FSd-wUhMo3bvAg1WdAY03rKuskFo/s400/IMG_2959.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-40340792149240808232008-09-30T13:06:00.001-07:002008-10-01T14:16:23.109-07:00100 Things............<br /><br />1. We believe in Family.<br />2. We belive in God, but we don't go to church.<br />3. I HATE housework.<br />4. So does Matt.<br />5. We never make our beds.<br />6. Matt is very into sports.<br />7. He coaches 8th grade football.<br />8. They are 2-2 so far this season.<br />9. Trentyn loves to play soccer and gets mad when his teams loses.<br />10. He plays on a league that doesn't keep score!<br />11. Justyn tries to be just like Trentyn.<br />12. Most of the time he just beats him up.<br />13. Matt and I fight over stupid things.<br />14. I think we do it so that we can make-up :).<br />15. The Irish name is more a lifestyle for us.<br />16. St. Patricks Day is the biggest day of the year for the family.<br />17. We always say "I Love You" when we leave.<br />18. Never going to bed mad is a goal I will spend every day of my life trying to keep.<br />19. Trentyn and Justyn have to watch a movie while laying in bed, in order to fall asleep.<br />20. Matt has to sleep in total darkness.<br />21. I have nightlights all over the house.<br />22. We comprimise alot.<br />23. We have a hard time sticking to a budget.<br />24. We LOVE the Dallas Cowboys.<br />25. Our wedding colors were blue, white, and silver in honor of them.<br />26. We watch alot of movies.<br />27. Mostly comedies.<br />28. Dumb and Dumber is our Favorite.<br />29. We always cut our own Christmas Tree.<br />30. It's really hard when you are 8 months pregnant.<br />31. Matt works in a gravel pit.<br />32. I can't stand the feel of dirt on my hands.<br />33. The boys would live in the mud if you would let them.<br />34. We have cold cereal for breakfast 6 days a week.<br />35. We go to Mcdonalds for breakfast every Sunday.<br />36. Our calandar is currently still in the month of January.<br />37. I own about 20 cookbooks, but only know how to make about 5 dishes.<br />38. I have to call Mom each time to ask how to make it.<br />39. We own 3 four wheelers yet can't seem to find time to ride.<br />40. Justyn is the toughest kid you will ever meet.<br />41. Trentyn is the biggest woos.<br />42. We all want to be healthy and in shape.<br />43. We talk about it while we are watching T.V.<br />44. Our families live here in town, but we hardly see them.<br />45. We like spending time outside in the evenings right after the lawn gets mowed.<br />46. Kissing in the pouring rain is VERY romantic.<br />47. Trentyn and I are fascinated with tornados.<br />48. I always wear my hair up in a ponytail.<br />49. Matt likes it down.<br />50. I do the boys and Matts haircuts myself.<br />51. Matt usually calls my Mom to fix his.<br />52. Odd socks are the most irritating thing in my life.<br />53. We have an engine block in our dining room.<br />54. It has been there for 2 years.<br />55. We subscribe to six different magazines a month.<br />56. About two of them get read.<br />57. Trentyn can build anything you can think of out of legos.<br />58. Justyn destroys it just as fast.<br />59. Fiji is the only brand of bottled water I will drink.<br />60. We only decorate for Halloween and Christmas.<br />61. I always go overboard on it.<br />62. Trentyn always has a nightmare on Halloween night.<br />63. We never go out to the show.<br />64. We always wait and rent the movie later.<br />65. We only eat white bread.<br />66. Some day we hope to own a home.<br />67. We like all kinds of music.<br />68. I used to play the piano.<br />69. One day I would like to have one.<br />70. We try to be good examples to our kids.<br />71. I always have my fingernails done.<br />72. Matt lets me because he likes it when I scratch his back.<br />73. Trentyn likes his belly scratched.<br />74. Justyn doesn't like to be touched.<br />75. Popcorn is the best when followed by a glass of peppermint hot chocolate.<br />76. Always around my moms table with my sisters.<br />77. Our families are so important to us.<br />78. Some of them are so WIERD though.<br />79. My kids don't appreciate a perfect summer lunch.<br />80. Cheese sandwich, dill pickles, and chocolate milk.<br />81. Trentyn is always pretending to be a superhero of some kind.<br />82. Justyn is always a puppy dog.<br />83. We always eat dinner in the front room.<br />84. Our walls are covered with pictures of the kids.<br />85. I keep all our important dates on sticky notes.<br />86. We miss alot of appointments.<br />87. Sometimes I wish I had girls that would play "sis".<br />88. When my sisters and I get together we usually just laugh alot.<br />89. With Matts family we play cards.<br />90. Canasta anyone??<br />91. Matt has been to two NFL games.<br />92. I hope to go to one someday.<br />93. Our kids will always come first.<br />94. We try and keep in touch with old friends.<br />95. I try to be a good wife and mother.<br />96. Matt tells me often that I am.<br />97. We love spending time together.<br />98. Our kids are spoiled cuz Matt and I have a hard time telling them no.<br />99. We belive in for better or worse.<br />100. We love each other.IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-42427269376935869182008-09-30T12:56:00.000-07:002008-09-30T13:01:19.850-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCnRshcS-9N9FNfV2yhYqMBkxm9NhKzzZ7n8gKiUGOnm71416RtNJZhKC0BluJLnbUAyf6gg6A8WKhlbByrtbyfpX3jKJ88sZsSCpPrNqc3dGSJ_c-rdCMkyslrwPCExsy4PQkubp0TRA/s1600-h/IMG_3312.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251906797798005714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCnRshcS-9N9FNfV2yhYqMBkxm9NhKzzZ7n8gKiUGOnm71416RtNJZhKC0BluJLnbUAyf6gg6A8WKhlbByrtbyfpX3jKJ88sZsSCpPrNqc3dGSJ_c-rdCMkyslrwPCExsy4PQkubp0TRA/s320/IMG_3312.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which growshigher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart<br />i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart) </div>IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-940712527239043507.post-15606045979334726952008-09-24T13:35:00.000-07:002008-09-24T13:37:54.427-07:00About UsHello Everyone! My sisters convinced me to start a blog so that they can keep up with our family. My name is Nichole and I have been married to my husband Matt for just over a year. We have to two boys, Trentyn -6 and Justyn -2 and we are currently expecting our third. We live in Moab and have a CRAZY life.IrishFamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15212908317529371311noreply@blogger.com0