tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5601677483557702132024-02-19T17:24:02.337-08:00The Deaners"Just Another Day In Paradise"thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-90822995778295281232011-02-20T11:00:00.000-08:002011-02-20T09:15:49.080-08:00Our Newest Addition...Meet Ellie Grace, we are all so glad she's finally here!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-3wmfzW8tviQZSWH0fe3AJUq-hionc50LnOrbShXG0EzmHIwbuVsvIDnUKLSF-3PcySrAqu8DgMI9k9fXsHKoRceri6jSyTBEUctlWTATJIREstfpvtp4OOZrquDXmkZ5RWlEc4scX5Yi/s1600/IMG_1626.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-3wmfzW8tviQZSWH0fe3AJUq-hionc50LnOrbShXG0EzmHIwbuVsvIDnUKLSF-3PcySrAqu8DgMI9k9fXsHKoRceri6jSyTBEUctlWTATJIREstfpvtp4OOZrquDXmkZ5RWlEc4scX5Yi/s200/IMG_1626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575808872916262546"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsP5-qPZJMRhGRJ84YK5azb6cs6s36SdcrNXtlMVxiJwMWlXrI_5n2upJiubLmx6LprzSCjYYRsYezsxgSv849whuAC9V6Xp3H0tVdLIRNd6bEHBrZ-0PLOaa_GOQkXnP2_ldL0uFte7RX/s1600/IMG_1620.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsP5-qPZJMRhGRJ84YK5azb6cs6s36SdcrNXtlMVxiJwMWlXrI_5n2upJiubLmx6LprzSCjYYRsYezsxgSv849whuAC9V6Xp3H0tVdLIRNd6bEHBrZ-0PLOaa_GOQkXnP2_ldL0uFte7RX/s200/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575808866642102722"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4Q7DEyeL6pl7PF_nXkd_5WiOWg4TlpbFbgny9KdWaPKA-AxZPCfo7dj-0Q6AYJ0w31XhCzApVh1SSDx81DKHF-kqLgCoA8_ia9xesqiZAlkr81V3qX0cvf2Jqk9O2u9GnPLjfJOkg7as/s1600/IMG_1625.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG4Q7DEyeL6pl7PF_nXkd_5WiOWg4TlpbFbgny9KdWaPKA-AxZPCfo7dj-0Q6AYJ0w31XhCzApVh1SSDx81DKHF-kqLgCoA8_ia9xesqiZAlkr81V3qX0cvf2Jqk9O2u9GnPLjfJOkg7as/s200/IMG_1625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575808863672212338"></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-80664034216660855842011-02-20T08:36:00.000-08:002011-02-20T09:05:56.219-08:00Excuses, Excuses...I have lots of excuses...and good ones to, as to why I have not posted in quite some time. However, instead of spending the time listing them, I thought I would do a super abbreviated recap of the last (ahem) four or five months :) <br />Who says there is not much to do in the TX panhandle? Betcha you've never been to a Prairie Dog Town...you're missing out! (Here's the proof that 1. The kids loved it and 2. The sign is proof that it does exist!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnjVGrVpLHpaZDGAd7ZcFPd29yRM1-337pYPCZP5rWvL7Blr6joUwZytTq8pTXcLmMQGQN90zThz3rVCaK2qrX3zBmJSLBH8p6-RHmH01kLPBlgEbTj2aRiMHBjDAj6Xms18GVFv7loWy/s1600/IMG_1766.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAnjVGrVpLHpaZDGAd7ZcFPd29yRM1-337pYPCZP5rWvL7Blr6joUwZytTq8pTXcLmMQGQN90zThz3rVCaK2qrX3zBmJSLBH8p6-RHmH01kLPBlgEbTj2aRiMHBjDAj6Xms18GVFv7loWy/s200/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575812712379981282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvdbm3o-p7gmVdP3SzOMkfd4rrg8e5j-2tolypzYjpH46u8qpdU0K0fBm5ORLNTIPwRsBFQhX28PbyEekFYxHaCzGECtpU1bo5_enCrOxZHmZcMBjPwY6_H5K8ItjohMnEB-su94fqseB/s1600/IMG_1761.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTvdbm3o-p7gmVdP3SzOMkfd4rrg8e5j-2tolypzYjpH46u8qpdU0K0fBm5ORLNTIPwRsBFQhX28PbyEekFYxHaCzGECtpU1bo5_enCrOxZHmZcMBjPwY6_H5K8ItjohMnEB-su94fqseB/s200/IMG_1761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575812709084197170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-jBdJbN-OutaHc_opyztuI-ehRtCk2dSS57OPBPxTYGTjg1D18NqgBlX43FKYxCud_PLA-59_UJt3GikTjdr87sbZvfuna_9Q-iOKjd8mWrJGXN30tzSss8mBkLgg0LB-RS2f8eCsK9C/s1600/IMG_1750.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq-jBdJbN-OutaHc_opyztuI-ehRtCk2dSS57OPBPxTYGTjg1D18NqgBlX43FKYxCud_PLA-59_UJt3GikTjdr87sbZvfuna_9Q-iOKjd8mWrJGXN30tzSss8mBkLgg0LB-RS2f8eCsK9C/s200/IMG_1750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575812704447199922" /></a><br /><br /><br />We survived the 20 hour (ea. way) road trip to Ohio for Thanksgiving. We didn't waste any time and stayed busy doing all the things we miss and love about Columbus (like trips to the zoo with cousins and the beautiful fall scenery:)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJQBPG3Ob5Y1y5wLU8CMtkiOuFLBIcL3NTDhRCOgLhMnKRbIEg3FjCQv6aB_htW9LSB-jcAa8iCOY_GSnoJr8QoG5_-FHDXXS0ULr9bTaBHf6YziG-22C-VvKG1TKdEdyOUddv75JnFpdZ/s1600/IMG_1898.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJQBPG3Ob5Y1y5wLU8CMtkiOuFLBIcL3NTDhRCOgLhMnKRbIEg3FjCQv6aB_htW9LSB-jcAa8iCOY_GSnoJr8QoG5_-FHDXXS0ULr9bTaBHf6YziG-22C-VvKG1TKdEdyOUddv75JnFpdZ/s200/IMG_1898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575813899212205170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWt0pg6cB-AeYJ5zBVeopC9BT0r6XVl5jvn_CK7Od-ni26FyYybuVyXCPvCBcDD0cn7R7J0enmSYghHrdz1uGbhVq3n766wFySedL_CgsITRnpg2kXgD7uYMyhVG0ioM8OnebiNURoiR46/s1600/IMG_1874.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWt0pg6cB-AeYJ5zBVeopC9BT0r6XVl5jvn_CK7Od-ni26FyYybuVyXCPvCBcDD0cn7R7J0enmSYghHrdz1uGbhVq3n766wFySedL_CgsITRnpg2kXgD7uYMyhVG0ioM8OnebiNURoiR46/s200/IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575813886768530946" /></a><br /><br />I realize Christmas has long since passed, but for memories sake, we had a wonderful Christmas with just our little family...never a dull moment with Josh as a dad!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxuadcpUjK62EkNZqeOn3otFu7FjF_Q1LXEiKw0P7xjZEcUL1UdWifyTSg2vWHGDFsZT_eLSf-4IN8LnYZerKGawwBZtT9CGuRv0J-GDqyk246u39iRNZ1QyZy5YMnFoPskNoCUl5K_RT/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgxuadcpUjK62EkNZqeOn3otFu7FjF_Q1LXEiKw0P7xjZEcUL1UdWifyTSg2vWHGDFsZT_eLSf-4IN8LnYZerKGawwBZtT9CGuRv0J-GDqyk246u39iRNZ1QyZy5YMnFoPskNoCUl5K_RT/s200/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575814877842999794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4aeo_qCOuSEKg3uDm747ohTwqv8_fjP9x8CSFzvnCyYDuojhPC0s7trY3u6IjH1ausFiDqU79LjdMQsLnTxk-bY8S63PEVkIoLpiXMsQ450lap6_higIvFwRhf__QIXFXsM3Xpbzi05V/s1600/IMG_1937.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4aeo_qCOuSEKg3uDm747ohTwqv8_fjP9x8CSFzvnCyYDuojhPC0s7trY3u6IjH1ausFiDqU79LjdMQsLnTxk-bY8S63PEVkIoLpiXMsQ450lap6_higIvFwRhf__QIXFXsM3Xpbzi05V/s200/IMG_1937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575814873235445474" /></a><br /><br />I am convinced that my amazing, adventurous husband needs his own blog to document all his fun and excursions, but since I know that will never happen, here is a few pics of my hard working husband ;). He really does work hard, but is so good at finding the perfect balance of work and play. Here he is backpacking at Big Bend Nat'l Park, mountain biking (his new found love), in San Diego with his buddies at a "conference", and running in a race up the Willis (Sears) Tower. Like I said before, never a dull moment when Josh is around!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb6uRZzWI8rnI_HShzob5OCITh1Cdgqyx36GzhEoq56zt7Y3eFNjKq6ItF0OTsoqK0GtMx08s9H-tP8XGbLZysJCpXrwvdsmt-mYGAX-xdPd68mWYe861PkTOfapl3K3MXtcHcsYYuGYj2/s1600/IMG_1841.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb6uRZzWI8rnI_HShzob5OCITh1Cdgqyx36GzhEoq56zt7Y3eFNjKq6ItF0OTsoqK0GtMx08s9H-tP8XGbLZysJCpXrwvdsmt-mYGAX-xdPd68mWYe861PkTOfapl3K3MXtcHcsYYuGYj2/s200/IMG_1841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575817453663022338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWblX4jA6YirdWXKvAqafvg_2fAotHWgk4Okf5J7YUxY_x50U6GCbhvtzPULDlXIfLuJ8V4L9yVYGzFDWdxE1wkcRRSbFkY37DNJ2b8cvperKgiy_gLpX8W50jDaHynfc0jqCDPwVoXwN/s1600/IMG_1963.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggWblX4jA6YirdWXKvAqafvg_2fAotHWgk4Okf5J7YUxY_x50U6GCbhvtzPULDlXIfLuJ8V4L9yVYGzFDWdxE1wkcRRSbFkY37DNJ2b8cvperKgiy_gLpX8W50jDaHynfc0jqCDPwVoXwN/s200/IMG_1963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575817450127562994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicJHAKsPHC-aRBCL2ViBtUVCspe3lOKwFryI4fZp4ogNSO17RoGzzocgWrlE-_JgwviIsCEOg6fiElvZtxHrgcf29xchcq_634vq2Sr_cR7iis29iGbw4Rn8cXS4x0HFy7qWtxpuCx4JsV/s1600/IMG_1807.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicJHAKsPHC-aRBCL2ViBtUVCspe3lOKwFryI4fZp4ogNSO17RoGzzocgWrlE-_JgwviIsCEOg6fiElvZtxHrgcf29xchcq_634vq2Sr_cR7iis29iGbw4Rn8cXS4x0HFy7qWtxpuCx4JsV/s200/IMG_1807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575817445633094098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfAtdFYBt-3yxNmqifTRgvF_Cw3hEOHTOS-yUG5Sm-zJGWTwTrqGXjOBDV5Vu6Tsk1GlKjCpUpybbx1y0_00Ycs2d1mPYp9WCJuPsIIt0N2IDDP6O08IHaYqC8BOjF7dRV8LZc9idSIBA9/s1600/IMG_0041.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfAtdFYBt-3yxNmqifTRgvF_Cw3hEOHTOS-yUG5Sm-zJGWTwTrqGXjOBDV5Vu6Tsk1GlKjCpUpybbx1y0_00Ycs2d1mPYp9WCJuPsIIt0N2IDDP6O08IHaYqC8BOjF7dRV8LZc9idSIBA9/s200/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575817441237678354" /></a><br /><br />Phew, I think that is all for the update, I know it is not very thorough, but better than nothin'. Hopefully I can do better to stay caught up...thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-80231829973748132762010-10-20T08:09:00.000-07:002010-10-20T08:27:48.502-07:00By the way...You know the saying, "Everything is bigger in Texas"? Well, that's 100% true, especially when it comes to my belly! That's right, we are having our third child...a girl, and hoping she is a sweet as the first two. I am 24 weeks (Due Feb 4th) and everything has gone great. Bailee is especially excited to have a baby sister and comes up with ideas for a name almost every day. Some of her latest include Asha, Hannah, Sara, Callisa, etc. Most names come from a name in a Barbie book, or names she's heard of with a slight alteration. I gotta hand it to her, she can get pretty creative. Gabe on the other hand has no idea his world is gonna be turned upside down in a couple months...that should be interesting. Anyhow, we couldn't be more excited, and realize what a blessing it is to be able to have children, and what a blessing each child is to us!thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-56356411084414059392010-09-15T14:50:00.000-07:002010-09-15T15:26:35.827-07:00Happy, Happy, Happy, Birthday, Birthday, Birthday!!!August and September brings lots of Birthdays at the Dean house. Gabe, Josh and Bailee all turn one year older within less than two weeks of each other. It is like Christmas for me around this time as I have to plan for three birthdays and we eat more cake and ice cream than should be consumed in that short of time period. Being here in a new place meant we didn't have to throw any parties (since we haven't met a lot of people yet) which I was happy with, but we did manage to find some fun things to do around here as a family. For Gabers special day we had pizza, opened presents and went to a big bouncy place...you know those germ infested places with all the inflatable toys that the kids roll, sneeze, jump and slobber on. The kids loved it maybe even a little more than Josh, and I was perfectly happy to be the one taking pictures and catching the kids coming down the slides. Josh's birthday was pretty low key. It happened to be on Labor day, so that worked out nicely. He went biking in the morning and we just kind of hung out. We went to the Big Texan restaurant so Josh could get his free prime rib on his birthday. It is definitely a one of a kind place and pretty touristy, but it was fun to see it in person. I made Josh's favorite, carrot cake for his birthday and must say I was pretty excited that it turned out so yummy (considering the last time I made it, was disastrous)! Bailee talks about her birthday for weeks. Since hers is the last of the three she starts asking about it and planning things out weeks in advance. So, when the big day arrived she really milked it. She said things like. "I don't have to take a nap because it's my birthday huh." As always she was spoiled rotten, but living in TX and being obsessed with horses, she made it pretty easy for me. We bought a bike for her in OH before we moved here and have been hiding it ever since. Both her and Josh got bikes for their birthday, and they both love to ride them equally. It's been a fun filled couple of weeks for us, and it's a good thing I get a full year to recover before we get to do it all over again! No matter the month, I am so grateful these three were born, I love them all so much and couldn't imagine my life without them!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwagwWcqoZV7S_4dh-0lXioBAtka5_YfRPNeFZuiuYd-aUcUO1ale352Lz8S53zPwwiL_X8DtWXm3nX1EWGSlTz1OEh0_9OSX7XtTfexg93ohOvMhqPlABA1tlx4U4-hkoa3IsrL_9GQKc/s1600/IMG_1619.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwagwWcqoZV7S_4dh-0lXioBAtka5_YfRPNeFZuiuYd-aUcUO1ale352Lz8S53zPwwiL_X8DtWXm3nX1EWGSlTz1OEh0_9OSX7XtTfexg93ohOvMhqPlABA1tlx4U4-hkoa3IsrL_9GQKc/s200/IMG_1619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517263531456688098" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYrFrmhszdyfEkNz2mogRIu5cEaO_-2dtvJjgorEjgx7hHYWle-vEWLH5Osda6vMlEoegsERLrvG64Ezyn0lR4x65RWQCZeGETYpDI28Rw0fvNjk44QBb3eIaOrwAIyntkhJi78t1SEEXZ/s1600/IMG_1618.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtPr1PM-1zUUkHKfe7dTOrCoGfyoz40mAwRLZ9NKgVTy6paTSQbqBtMox8b78QIUNQkhwjzwdY_4746m1_WWEnIr5FxLHuI3eJUdxejFkHeqwyTcZFQOP8qeXRVzzIT9SyYHfBP2Afmsp/s200/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511672955419965746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNhWg561cvfxF5VNSvPyVvIffS6DBJWdgR1nYnIJFLnNVLoTErO8pTIt8HGJ4EaT5vqZeruWMUG1-FnxrX3W-fzT54V_fadDntkFy2vO9XfwNyuJiD66lSasquZvyTj59PH3XSpNV2w7W/s1600/IMG_1046.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGNhWg561cvfxF5VNSvPyVvIffS6DBJWdgR1nYnIJFLnNVLoTErO8pTIt8HGJ4EaT5vqZeruWMUG1-FnxrX3W-fzT54V_fadDntkFy2vO9XfwNyuJiD66lSasquZvyTj59PH3XSpNV2w7W/s200/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511672946136159330" /></a><br />So, now Josh is graduated, we had some serious vacation time on our hands. We took advantage of every minute and started off to Nauvoo. We got there Sunday and walked around the temple and looked out over the landscape. It was absolutely beautiful! We went to as many historical sites on Sunday as we could and were able to attend a choral concert by the Sister missionaries. We decided to try and save a few bucks and camp...that was our first mistake. It was 90+ degrees and felt like 100% humidity! Josh set up the tent as the kids and I sweltered in the sun and fought off the mosquitos (do I have your sympathy yet?) We settled into bed, and no sooner had I fallen asleep did I hear Gabe coughing followed by vomit. I rolled off the partially deflated air mattress to discover Gabe covered in throw up (which he did a few more times). I went searching for the flashlight, only to realize, we didn't bring a blasted flashlight!! I used my cell phone and tried to clean Gabe and the mess up by the light of my cell phone. We got things cleaned up and settled back down when Bailee starts crying and complaining about the smell (just thinking about it now gets my stomach turnin). But, that's okay because as soon as I convinced her to relax and go back to sleep, the heavens opened and it started to thunder, lightning and rain (I have never been so happy to be in a thunderstorm). It is now we realize, it probably wasn't the best idea to camp and we are willing to spend a few bucks on a hotel. It was the best 100 bucks I've spent in a long time! Gabe decided he wasn't finished with his antics and threw up once in the hotel and in the car on the way home. Can I just say that throwing up in the car...especially in a car seat should never be allowed to happen!! Anyhow, we managed to do some fun things and see all that we (or the kids) could handle. I highly recommend visiting the church history sites as every time I have gone my testimony has been strengthened and I have a greater appreciation for the early Saints. It builds faith and helps to better understand and visualize history as it was. It wasn't the ideal vacation, but we definitely made some lasting memories. ;)thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-4165413884210620162010-08-24T19:15:00.001-07:002010-08-24T19:26:52.936-07:00Rewind!!!Okay, so back up about three months, when we were still in Ohio and life was crazy. We were getting ready to move, looking for a place in TX to live, squeezing in every last minute with friends, and gearing up for graduation! It seems like forever ago, but it was a special day. Along with Josh's family, Bailee and I attended the hooding ceremony for Josh's Dental class. There was a nice reception following, and it was a little bittersweet knowing we were seeing some of our friends and accquaintances for probably the last time. Josh didn't really want to go the the actual graduation (for all OSU students) but I talked him into it, telling him "You only graduate from Dental school once." Mama Dean and I went in the blazing heat and watched Josh, along with 8,000 other students walk into the "Horseshoe". I have to admit, I was (and still am) so proud of him, I even got a little teary eyed. Throughout all four years of Dental school Josh consciously made the decision to not overstress (easier said than done). He was an amazing husband and father through it all, and in notorious Josh fashion, managed to have lots of fun and adventures along the way! Those four years in Ohio were definitely some of the best years of our lives. We already miss it, but we are looking forward to what our future life has to offer...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIsFAkhhxYytE70QJkyiogPzjGexPTzdVLB6mYP2WKBrf7RlgtqQ1WDH2v4jy90GFRIRhPVIKW0cZ3gz8c1im53Ug8Nilz2aO-TwE1XRkOutCEsWRX7L6-t77vZYHehccv2cqb-C06XRi/s1600/IMG_1021.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfIsFAkhhxYytE70QJkyiogPzjGexPTzdVLB6mYP2WKBrf7RlgtqQ1WDH2v4jy90GFRIRhPVIKW0cZ3gz8c1im53Ug8Nilz2aO-TwE1XRkOutCEsWRX7L6-t77vZYHehccv2cqb-C06XRi/s200/IMG_1021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165947654091346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukj0ucWkZ8hQoekHhDdqOarYOy6jrRyUMTrlaYHNvp0N6q4ZmOXl3dPdMLLaIBLSWWwoYPvT0sr8d9RLyVe-H-jnsWiKKwVwcEiQXilHGdvpLZwl7FA-gR2DYWOzraO9xjb-WY80VUNC-/s1600/IMG_0968_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukj0ucWkZ8hQoekHhDdqOarYOy6jrRyUMTrlaYHNvp0N6q4ZmOXl3dPdMLLaIBLSWWwoYPvT0sr8d9RLyVe-H-jnsWiKKwVwcEiQXilHGdvpLZwl7FA-gR2DYWOzraO9xjb-WY80VUNC-/s200/IMG_0968_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165939252564434" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSM0imZs2fzq1InKOwysWGVPKfoyqZcw6gpUR4v7N8k6eRjeF_sECMT3ktT1ylGUYZilBg0nw4up2IBw0HbVGMlwbhhMPQr-fIuqWSBIyaCaKWPr5fKWc1VVp-OGf7xrcO_oz-yirK1GZ/s1600/IMG_1015.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWSM0imZs2fzq1InKOwysWGVPKfoyqZcw6gpUR4v7N8k6eRjeF_sECMT3ktT1ylGUYZilBg0nw4up2IBw0HbVGMlwbhhMPQr-fIuqWSBIyaCaKWPr5fKWc1VVp-OGf7xrcO_oz-yirK1GZ/s200/IMG_1015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165929976281586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgA_at7Kd61tcLfcNsJIQP0UkyOvWBkNc2S7w1eUf9M_dfVeuG54OU5UXWxBqEzJnX9oGBKO7sLGNDaFsuw6IBsLrRVCJ6IhXjrIC-Wqeet3JfLIvAcqiYkzJo80W1VFAfRoOQaDyNvDpg/s1600/IMG_0967_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgA_at7Kd61tcLfcNsJIQP0UkyOvWBkNc2S7w1eUf9M_dfVeuG54OU5UXWxBqEzJnX9oGBKO7sLGNDaFsuw6IBsLrRVCJ6IhXjrIC-Wqeet3JfLIvAcqiYkzJo80W1VFAfRoOQaDyNvDpg/s200/IMG_0967_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509165916821440562" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-48284811844783019362010-06-06T03:31:00.000-07:002010-06-06T04:20:40.524-07:00"My town to Chi Town"...Josh's bike series-Part IIActually it ended up being "Chi town to my town", but my crazy husband decided to do another bike trip with one of his buddies. Since it was raining the day they planned on leaving they decided to drive to Chicago and start the next day and bike back. They did 100 + miles a day, and during that time, Josh only had one beer can thrown at him! You'd better believe they followed the biker hatin', beer throwin', truck to the gas station down the road for a "friendly chat". Don't worry, just a couple kids up to no good, whom Josh called in for a DUI...that's my hubby, makin the world a safer place one drunk at a time :) Anyways, Josh forgot his sunglasses (kind of important), so after dinner when they got to Chicago, they went to the nickel arcade where Josh's friends were kind enough to donate all their tickets to furnish Josh with a pair of sweet 80's style glasses, florescent green sides and all! Without much training they were able to make it back home and accomplished yet another awesome feat! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc93Oj-nOYhITCJA779qr_6jDDjP0at8O9Mz0YyteUuiiM9WHBNGPCy9KIqEls4qS4-zlSBZA3fec4BEe_YYFdK2JxZnCLC1yosE9yzM3OCFP3aDV6gHHNECKlgJ60YFr8JyXw4QRZOCa/s1600/IMG_0845.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuc93Oj-nOYhITCJA779qr_6jDDjP0at8O9Mz0YyteUuiiM9WHBNGPCy9KIqEls4qS4-zlSBZA3fec4BEe_YYFdK2JxZnCLC1yosE9yzM3OCFP3aDV6gHHNECKlgJ60YFr8JyXw4QRZOCa/s200/IMG_0845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479609869445473458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZ1bHvIYYh7ziTbxkXYf9sSOBc2TajcOoPjUqvpzelUwp40C4WLcKfS6bqvK0oTZVra5RLf0tAbj8XD_-2Iq_zY3rz6N7LImP_Lg0048hZbXVTHMchFdWL0H8MbK06XTq5wLDMvD9p-Rk/s1600/IMG_0861.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHZ1bHvIYYh7ziTbxkXYf9sSOBc2TajcOoPjUqvpzelUwp40C4WLcKfS6bqvK0oTZVra5RLf0tAbj8XD_-2Iq_zY3rz6N7LImP_Lg0048hZbXVTHMchFdWL0H8MbK06XTq5wLDMvD9p-Rk/s200/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479618435087362530" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CAZl0lXKKiKiWXlDOnDo2QkGRAWxrBiCUOUxfWss8hY0II5u_zoQ3e8aq9JyRPL3_ZhJULz5wes8h71v-C_zwd9OhLAkBf5IShWY9-9Tsw4uWeFPW1wEmJ1i-4xZn5Yq2B_F-Ks2I0mM/s1600/IMG_0877_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CAZl0lXKKiKiWXlDOnDo2QkGRAWxrBiCUOUxfWss8hY0II5u_zoQ3e8aq9JyRPL3_ZhJULz5wes8h71v-C_zwd9OhLAkBf5IShWY9-9Tsw4uWeFPW1wEmJ1i-4xZn5Yq2B_F-Ks2I0mM/s200/IMG_0877_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479616117439326834" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-82844624881875992962010-06-06T03:01:00.000-07:002010-06-06T03:15:39.592-07:00Dancing QueenNothing is cuter than a couple three year olds runnin around in tutu's. Just like any other little girl, Bai loves to dance, especially ballet. A girl from our ward taught a little ballet class a couple months ago and Bailee loved it. They had a little recital and it was so funny to see how Bai responded to performing in front of a "crowd". She turned into shy, silly Bailee, but still did a great job! The funniest part is when Gabe (who was running around behind where we were seated) somehow snuck up on the stage, ran to the front, and with the biggest grin on his face started waving with both hands. He stole the show for a couple seconds, but it was pretty funny, and boy, was he proud of himself. All her friends in the class have moved, or moved previous to the recital so I am glad she was able to do this with them before we move as well.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipaz6h246oOPvlB1qQhwZ38f22xvm_kIb_TQ8dg7xsvKKIDayDZoAgW5kSqXn5JOfV1HN8GkV4b3oHKbLTyM9FELNHfcFEhUVaC_3d1ngVP_mW4cRqFynV_v6Iok6AN2XMy2hDY4banmN6/s1600/IMG_0794.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipaz6h246oOPvlB1qQhwZ38f22xvm_kIb_TQ8dg7xsvKKIDayDZoAgW5kSqXn5JOfV1HN8GkV4b3oHKbLTyM9FELNHfcFEhUVaC_3d1ngVP_mW4cRqFynV_v6Iok6AN2XMy2hDY4banmN6/s200/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479601623627696690" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XiXTHQkCc_IXJSASDW_7isxLAW68V9rHLsh1abvhzcEIQ5fRog9rDK27asB-Elec279M473w4JOD7MqfFq2qUz0ZRqMuAQWleenHwU7QDfUIbYs5qQAeuDxhbB6i-F7RGwngVjdBCDdw/s1600/IMG_0798.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9XiXTHQkCc_IXJSASDW_7isxLAW68V9rHLsh1abvhzcEIQ5fRog9rDK27asB-Elec279M473w4JOD7MqfFq2qUz0ZRqMuAQWleenHwU7QDfUIbYs5qQAeuDxhbB6i-F7RGwngVjdBCDdw/s200/IMG_0798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479601631444831954" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierQ3S3xpbpth7Ee7WerSkEg5_rqpa6bbIK7JdZ71-gNLbZ5vzpVd0IO-Y0OKtizkwjStocWdLG77dEpphqaRMawgOaczj1VNr-DjuvQtAdCDU9Wy9M8sYtY188cScfYL40pj4R6SCjSE2/s1600/IMG_0802_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEierQ3S3xpbpth7Ee7WerSkEg5_rqpa6bbIK7JdZ71-gNLbZ5vzpVd0IO-Y0OKtizkwjStocWdLG77dEpphqaRMawgOaczj1VNr-DjuvQtAdCDU9Wy9M8sYtY188cScfYL40pj4R6SCjSE2/s200/IMG_0802_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479601614973242066" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-43288453296705965012010-05-02T15:08:00.000-07:002010-05-02T17:01:35.351-07:00Accomplishments...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-438WTPrVBPiOqI1TMDn-hATfUVV7KFWw4JDK4Dq0uk54TJAMRnQG-XhQfuwK3drkarsTgBxeuwP-fYAhSte__eZ46AZDg8Z2z0O16F4x_JJOU5PAX7CCtVNBhF8AGvMIGGXsWXfWu8F/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-438WTPrVBPiOqI1TMDn-hATfUVV7KFWw4JDK4Dq0uk54TJAMRnQG-XhQfuwK3drkarsTgBxeuwP-fYAhSte__eZ46AZDg8Z2z0O16F4x_JJOU5PAX7CCtVNBhF8AGvMIGGXsWXfWu8F/s200/IMG_0762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466821498561455378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOdli-xbKiF2CjVsOLVYeSgqj0OMCBt0J8_aD-yDnHU6H30j_W-w6itzcekuW427MoU1zLlLhwodAKXEFfsvFXvrHAQi00DdzTGAA81dpi70c2b4HkYQ2l6mu74qhc2avwAxGkoNvUEt8Y/s1600/IMG_0749.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOdli-xbKiF2CjVsOLVYeSgqj0OMCBt0J8_aD-yDnHU6H30j_W-w6itzcekuW427MoU1zLlLhwodAKXEFfsvFXvrHAQi00DdzTGAA81dpi70c2b4HkYQ2l6mu74qhc2avwAxGkoNvUEt8Y/s200/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466821496047400274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXiL9DBDKPaP2ykWF8sULC2LOaMtJ-GPxzWDypV7FGKZWGt2SUFaK0oXi1tMqmHXKx-iZuqhlGt2gJHLqEjcgttz_e8s869BmzZKIFIAwYDNBDEtTXit0CWWprwFgaOagR4o7XlKgzMvT/s1600/IMG_0778.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXiL9DBDKPaP2ykWF8sULC2LOaMtJ-GPxzWDypV7FGKZWGt2SUFaK0oXi1tMqmHXKx-iZuqhlGt2gJHLqEjcgttz_e8s869BmzZKIFIAwYDNBDEtTXit0CWWprwFgaOagR4o7XlKgzMvT/s200/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466821507079876450" /></a><br />Bailee and her little co-op preschool class had their graduation a couple weeks ago. We took turns teaching and it ended up being a great experience for Bailee and I have a greater respect for teachers! (especially teachers of toddlers!) The students wore their dad's white shirts/gown and a yellow construction paper hat/caps (poor Bai has such a large noggin that I actually had to rip her hat in the back in order for it to fit on her head...sad, I know, I just have to keep reminding her, "Big head, big brains" and that seems to make it okay :) They walked down the stairs to "Pomp and Circumstance" and were awarded their diplomas. They really had no idea what was going on, but knew there were treats on the table that were soon to be eaten. A lot of things seem to be coming to an end as our days here in Ohio get fewer and fewer. Lots of last time this, and last day that, but I managed to sneak a first in yesterday. Josh and I ran the Capital City Half Marathon. I have run quite a few races, but never a half, and figured it was now or never. My father in law paid for us to run it, which was even greater incentive (it was either that or pay back the $). So, we headed out in the rain to run, and it wasn't too bad ("too" being the key word). As I was running, I realized I consider myself a "casual" runner (running a couple miles a few times a week) and at about mile 8 I realized I didn't train as good as I probably should have. But that was no excuse cause there was Josh (who didn't train a stitch) running next to me the whole race and I had to keep telling him to slow down...annoying! Bless his heart for staying with me though. All in all, I reached my two goals of not stopping to walk, and finishing in under two hours. It really wasn't too bad, and I think it's kind of like having a baby, give it some time for me to forget all the unpleasant, uncomfortable parts, and I just might do another one.<br />Oh, and just so Gabe doesn't get left out, this is his latest accomplishment...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji_kLfUjLpqzUJOTMahCZNEaJn7FmtEeGW_4LI-bLrTskiMWowMZieOAUE0KazTSZQBTFSYamJYItp20HJPPmYoBXO2zEPYV-BXNc968jDfonpyDkXrXhAPslIrvbg7ATKskskwmxINJIE/s1600/IMG_0724.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji_kLfUjLpqzUJOTMahCZNEaJn7FmtEeGW_4LI-bLrTskiMWowMZieOAUE0KazTSZQBTFSYamJYItp20HJPPmYoBXO2zEPYV-BXNc968jDfonpyDkXrXhAPslIrvbg7ATKskskwmxINJIE/s200/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466821522517306402" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-34401302475236150352010-04-23T14:23:00.000-07:002010-04-23T15:01:11.249-07:00Class of 2010 Signing Day!So, it's official we FINALLY made the decision as to where we are moving! Josh and I are still trying to figure out how the two most indecisive people ended up together...but after much pondering, praying, and possibly even a few ulcers, we are excited about our decision! Also, a special thanks to Josh's bro. Jacob who came up with the ingenius, yet extremely cheesy idea of a press conference. Of course, I think Josh wanted to do this because he missed the opportunity of becoming a professional athlete, but also he needed something of this magnitude to make the decision concrete. Anyways, this is it, and as one of the last in his class to make our decision, we are goin' to...<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxpQEIa-s9b3-aOWLjJsc7mb35sdf_m-5uqiZ0janOQB6wKPYaa21iNsQGTF-c_kllda4b2k5vQ2g1pvkJ7-Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-51516657100571553092010-04-08T19:24:00.001-07:002010-04-08T19:56:44.242-07:00Spring Break Cont'd...My posts are out of order, but we actually started our little vacation off in Rexburg. We were greeted by Grandpa who showed Bailee her "special drawer" which contained all sorts of treats, including, but not limited to the infamous cheese balls. (Last time there he bought a giant container and that is all Bailee wanted to eat for a week). We lucked out and had great weather, perhaps the nicest it had been all year. Josh and I took advantage and went running a couple times, jogging our old routes we've done hundreds of times...I must say, having so many different places and terrain to run is something I really miss. Anyways, it was good to spend time with Grandpa and Great Grandma Lora and to watch her face light up as she watched her great grandchildren destroy her not so child proof house...oops. It seemed my dad was in the garage fixing and gluing one thing after another without Grandma finding out, I guess we've learned our lesson. We had lots of fun bowling, playing at a bounce place, beautiful drive to W. Yellowstone, I-MAX, watching lots of basketball, eating good food and being with great company. The time always goes too fast, and I never take enough pictures, but we had a great visit and hopefully it won't be too long before we visit again! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr67jqzzaoRuW7AKyfh3WoPM0-Kw2ize55m9yQsIbn9CJ0ju9wOMvgYBFpimLo2hMpwhFkI9uAJplf6ti1JpA-Qve-rdzFqElFuKtnXLTrvFWOArv44weG2yDF6u9fOf39uUalD-nUi8-C/s1600/IMG_0563.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr67jqzzaoRuW7AKyfh3WoPM0-Kw2ize55m9yQsIbn9CJ0ju9wOMvgYBFpimLo2hMpwhFkI9uAJplf6ti1JpA-Qve-rdzFqElFuKtnXLTrvFWOArv44weG2yDF6u9fOf39uUalD-nUi8-C/s200/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457961629447515058" /></a><br />Dad of course killed us bowling, but I think as a fair and legitimate excuse, the kiddies were highly distracting!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Nus7_DA7csjnTVqcbxcS2XnFIVQ1ypxUUQnr3atzKiGYVHUiONYhXN0RNRo3sm3nXA20nZvNOk1SturWAjX42wLEiDTcf7u1wu3vjPAJjVw06M_DuMF3ZXP2t4yQHIaJWB62iwcnf5c3/s1600/IMG_0569.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Nus7_DA7csjnTVqcbxcS2XnFIVQ1ypxUUQnr3atzKiGYVHUiONYhXN0RNRo3sm3nXA20nZvNOk1SturWAjX42wLEiDTcf7u1wu3vjPAJjVw06M_DuMF3ZXP2t4yQHIaJWB62iwcnf5c3/s200/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457961623131366322" /></a><br />Bailee and Gabe loved this place, but I think Josh and I had even more fun...what can I say, we're easily entertained.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKtWSVpDJ0XomZxn0e-2fCZIBDH0w66sGhjqCG4AMDtw2N7owl7Vxi0eftmpKptyop1jCqFY2GOeUptJoFmA6WgAqU1V9x3DRtPWpYgXvObOrIFi3G4AnNj2U5cIZFnSvLvDuRYaVzRmK/s1600/IMG_0576_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicKtWSVpDJ0XomZxn0e-2fCZIBDH0w66sGhjqCG4AMDtw2N7owl7Vxi0eftmpKptyop1jCqFY2GOeUptJoFmA6WgAqU1V9x3DRtPWpYgXvObOrIFi3G4AnNj2U5cIZFnSvLvDuRYaVzRmK/s200/IMG_0576_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457961615224347042" /></a><br />The IMAX was a break through. Gabe never ever watches any type of television, etc. He loved the movie and sat and watched to whole thing, pointing with wide eyes the entire time. I must admit I enjoyed watching Gabe and his reactions more than the actual film. Oh, and as you can see, I think Gabe's favorite part was the popcorn.<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2C98rlbyHyPCRGlN1cLB4KyY93XHF1cEO3w5Y3Ade3gFUoc8sDXRJwnuKxepl36cLZaDqBrmPf6HTiKnZXE2nUiSEiMbxR_ee56gfAmV-NNdoO4m9fD3-vU-2JUKksJ-ftuySs6TgLxCa/s1600/IMG_0587.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2C98rlbyHyPCRGlN1cLB4KyY93XHF1cEO3w5Y3Ade3gFUoc8sDXRJwnuKxepl36cLZaDqBrmPf6HTiKnZXE2nUiSEiMbxR_ee56gfAmV-NNdoO4m9fD3-vU-2JUKksJ-ftuySs6TgLxCa/s200/IMG_0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457961603699522258" /></a><br />Sweet Grandma Lora, 94 years old, can maneuver her Jazzy like you couldn't believe. I loved this picture of her watching Bailee, I think she really did find watching them quite entertaining.thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-67085010362869446542010-04-04T18:27:00.000-07:002010-04-04T19:13:12.607-07:00BaltimoreGraduating from Dental school means we're on the job hunt. Josh's most recent interview took us to the Baltimore area. We turned our short trip into a mini vacation and found some fun things to do. The kids loved the National Aquarium, as Ohio doesn't provide much of a marine life, they found it very amusing. However, Josh and I got a kick out of the National Dental Museum (yes there is such a thing). Believe it or not, we were the only ones there ;) and took full advantage of the many photo ops we were presented. In all honesty and all things considered, it was actually a pretty impressive museum. It was a fun little family road trip, but only time will tell if we will be returning again sometime in the near future.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg45Xd4Sqxg0vbwqo07bR2h_WcpYRCFwKuHrSR55cxasrFaue_ydO9GdR_A3RFlVtMZ6txYrtifXW-adUSVKsKff0dMxIsfIWcfeYsN3rVi5-VjYQLO8JC4bvqz-DKDmupIAgjFwcBhlNL/s1600/IMG_0562.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg45Xd4Sqxg0vbwqo07bR2h_WcpYRCFwKuHrSR55cxasrFaue_ydO9GdR_A3RFlVtMZ6txYrtifXW-adUSVKsKff0dMxIsfIWcfeYsN3rVi5-VjYQLO8JC4bvqz-DKDmupIAgjFwcBhlNL/s200/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456467979806876130" /></a><br />I know in this picture Bailee is just thinking..."Payback time"...(she hates getting her teeth brushed, although not half as bad as Gabe)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZLHjyZFmIm2aAXQrJua_nNz6XYXQ4bLKSi8-0wn2qz1OK4E7ICsqPqq_hRndFOygTWOOhZqsQtvhpbNAEC5mHs6RnqdR3ef_hLhCRIC0ak6e0qjZDB4mO2CidV1g28cphiELRvYqI9__/s1600/IMG_0558.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirZLHjyZFmIm2aAXQrJua_nNz6XYXQ4bLKSi8-0wn2qz1OK4E7ICsqPqq_hRndFOygTWOOhZqsQtvhpbNAEC5mHs6RnqdR3ef_hLhCRIC0ak6e0qjZDB4mO2CidV1g28cphiELRvYqI9__/s200/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456467969727411234" /></a><br />Ah, look at the smile on Josh's face, that's a proud father who's finally taught his son the correct way to brush. Now if only he can figure out how to get rid of that binky!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_i_oMiSuRf0vebsIOhCrkZpc9I903Dl07nocepwp44_3spJtC4SdfWXcCSrWD-aNcG4zfJHc3QXlipencEu_eY9F1yITalfCw4OdelMB_A1ygaG3_xAeXWhYVZFVo-iS3PLatl4n_M7r/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy_i_oMiSuRf0vebsIOhCrkZpc9I903Dl07nocepwp44_3spJtC4SdfWXcCSrWD-aNcG4zfJHc3QXlipencEu_eY9F1yITalfCw4OdelMB_A1ygaG3_xAeXWhYVZFVo-iS3PLatl4n_M7r/s200/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456467961122662066" /></a><br />As a Dentist who secretly wants to be a cowboy, Josh has seriously vocalized his dream to one day ride his horse to work (He was kidding...I think). The fact that I caught him reading this makes me just a little nervous, hopefully it didn't stir up any new bright ideas.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrg-2i5PAPITLhL5LnNJYXvFSdtpxznfJ8R87ON356ALSCXtkLjzf1InnjhdDkpRNN5kjw26ZFoLXPR4ID50cqIX0KjFYAivUisL5DWwhfgWoeKnBgoFCz2scI11vqD8m0RhayYievMnP/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicrg-2i5PAPITLhL5LnNJYXvFSdtpxznfJ8R87ON356ALSCXtkLjzf1InnjhdDkpRNN5kjw26ZFoLXPR4ID50cqIX0KjFYAivUisL5DWwhfgWoeKnBgoFCz2scI11vqD8m0RhayYievMnP/s200/IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456462753635038594" /></a><br />Only Josh and his big mouth (and I mean that in the nicest way possible :) could fit that toothbrush in his mouth. When he says open wide...he means it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" <br />href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-PKKV7FSs-cJdgcF7lCiS10ePgz8SvESTDE8F-dsAEnP4A4uVnCJSd7CQ2mZ9LBsmPZK1k9XsWQC0-WxGITvVNTi1fXLREyk5ojV18ekG8LbeJ4mgQRer1IWilYVgiqnJ0EICqIaPyZM/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6-PKKV7FSs-cJdgcF7lCiS10ePgz8SvESTDE8F-dsAEnP4A4uVnCJSd7CQ2mZ9LBsmPZK1k9XsWQC0-WxGITvVNTi1fXLREyk5ojV18ekG8LbeJ4mgQRer1IWilYVgiqnJ0EICqIaPyZM/s200/IMG_0547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456462729233013186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBHEAz11DcSvYQ2OPwea-U4Bb36TtNpPNH98BtQI-MyNvsYctUJZE756BR0tw7CZG6X7C3SIn7KIlokpOQcyAxYtx5cMkC6nConVZAc0zFn9XsFqBHbFHt177gKpkzeCiZmE5AebM2vFH/s1600/IMG_0539.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBHEAz11DcSvYQ2OPwea-U4Bb36TtNpPNH98BtQI-MyNvsYctUJZE756BR0tw7CZG6X7C3SIn7KIlokpOQcyAxYtx5cMkC6nConVZAc0zFn9XsFqBHbFHt177gKpkzeCiZmE5AebM2vFH/s200/IMG_0539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456462698484474674" /></a><br />What does the fishy do?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpF_9ZP3WzTaLKrcWvWmojfoWf44tGwxVU914FfHsO35TLOZBr2OByWEP25n6v8z9azJWLUiCwUKKNHQgZPRCOmPVyJ7diCy78sT1LonHaTBh6ed8KKgUjiCgkH4G91dgh7n7WAm7xyMA/s1600/IMG_0528.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpF_9ZP3WzTaLKrcWvWmojfoWf44tGwxVU914FfHsO35TLOZBr2OByWEP25n6v8z9azJWLUiCwUKKNHQgZPRCOmPVyJ7diCy78sT1LonHaTBh6ed8KKgUjiCgkH4G91dgh7n7WAm7xyMA/s200/IMG_0528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456462660092904210" /></a><br />How come I'm the one that looks afraid of the shark behind the glass...maybe it was the many viewings of Jaws as a child. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOaYepPzSVl4m_bFHTbofJmc_9MIDpGOJ-loqLGYZCVvrT46sCRnoKvpXXEYMj5Rm_OJAyc62nKRl_sQb82ybpv4pHKarb5mngNt6C4nJg_R4jB-s6R9vfQt8B8abHQ7TpukrqbRxhztA/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOaYepPzSVl4m_bFHTbofJmc_9MIDpGOJ-loqLGYZCVvrT46sCRnoKvpXXEYMj5Rm_OJAyc62nKRl_sQb82ybpv4pHKarb5mngNt6C4nJg_R4jB-s6R9vfQt8B8abHQ7TpukrqbRxhztA/s200/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456462609121637538" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-90605185507338920472010-04-01T19:16:00.000-07:002010-04-01T19:47:58.169-07:00Tea PartyWe were so excited to be able to celebrate Grandma Peterson's Birthday with a special tea party. In her travels around the world and through the years, she has collected many, many beautiful and unique tea sets. She obviously doesn't use them for anything more than a display, but we've all enjoyed grandma's company more than once at our own little tea parties growing up. As a matter of fact, one of the first things she did when we arrived at her house was pull up a chair and chat with Bailee over crumpets and tea (aka pretzels and Sprite:). I thoroughly enjoyed watching them, and I couldn't tell who was actually enjoying it the most. Trish did a great job throwing it together, everyone came dressed the part, and the food was yummy! I think Grandma appreciated being able to actually use some of the china and see it all laid out (good job Cic). Minus the disgusting herbal tea that I promised I'd try (Cicelie made a smart move in smuggling her Diet Coke in a tea cup..ha) it couldn't have been a more perfect way to celebrate the birthday of such a sweet, adorable little lady!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTMU2OO5oK4MB6siUpE3rIz78lgpjxXKfnf-8dWoCMoHLj3-XlbYozxfyVmFIaDsiStz1ctWoARhL5xbqYK2IOB0sfteUWQaPerQLjt0H7SkHHgvVgoWC177t61fav0pkmn37SNvapbfPp/s1600/of=50,319,480.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTMU2OO5oK4MB6siUpE3rIz78lgpjxXKfnf-8dWoCMoHLj3-XlbYozxfyVmFIaDsiStz1ctWoARhL5xbqYK2IOB0sfteUWQaPerQLjt0H7SkHHgvVgoWC177t61fav0pkmn37SNvapbfPp/s200/of=50,319,480.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359811033177826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0hASpYSipuIILX6B7HxVhLVgLZrXLoj2-mdcydIsz6QX4oIuZuEogj_uCC__5srmh7QsL3PLXCzzjVKKnBqn6hhJR-I1HwVieS1wh6ro5hRda7EjgvGI6l6tSAWlj6QWRMiotpl5AkKO/s1600/of=50,480,319-13.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp0hASpYSipuIILX6B7HxVhLVgLZrXLoj2-mdcydIsz6QX4oIuZuEogj_uCC__5srmh7QsL3PLXCzzjVKKnBqn6hhJR-I1HwVieS1wh6ro5hRda7EjgvGI6l6tSAWlj6QWRMiotpl5AkKO/s200/of=50,480,319-13.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359192541204338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY0zWoWo26T2LiDcDQqRNdceazvNp3PoRD1zLBZCLvIUEQmDbzkHMw55LlN-P0r0dEUfkqt2p2IcgmqHkwZISqN-o-6nkrEMYbbgtbgcZEMe6yK1-0vkIPW_0i6ETSENvUiYNLxINl8Dd/s1600/232323232%7Ffp53834%3Enu=3383%3E8%3C9%3E-33%3EWSNRCG=32;5965-%3C7345nu0mrj.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXY0zWoWo26T2LiDcDQqRNdceazvNp3PoRD1zLBZCLvIUEQmDbzkHMw55LlN-P0r0dEUfkqt2p2IcgmqHkwZISqN-o-6nkrEMYbbgtbgcZEMe6yK1-0vkIPW_0i6ETSENvUiYNLxINl8Dd/s200/232323232%7Ffp53834%3Enu=3383%3E8%3C9%3E-33%3EWSNRCG=32;5965-%3C7345nu0mrj.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359190173000354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Zk_tTNW4cAR80Q8Jh7d8KIzFu2kMuzRLbF4B0heX4PHUpQoZ07HaG49O43DO7OFJo1xprmAmEdWLXo99zSju6OpXjBvxXhKN93n49jGtrMdsltXdjj13vyTjzxCaQVbVSZIHLcufNfj6/s1600/of=50,480,319-19.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2Zk_tTNW4cAR80Q8Jh7d8KIzFu2kMuzRLbF4B0heX4PHUpQoZ07HaG49O43DO7OFJo1xprmAmEdWLXo99zSju6OpXjBvxXhKN93n49jGtrMdsltXdjj13vyTjzxCaQVbVSZIHLcufNfj6/s200/of=50,480,319-19.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359183614995218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH5qlz4HjrNFQP7LFqCZHNJvJ71c2WJydOKPpgpPwig4CNh1e50IDVazYx1nWaBtcnVzLvlFbaYQAtLpytd82bpZ4mA-fKVpH9MFPX4gc4tvjlIX3ay__KfoJYpTTDG4uK8CRy4-zz45Ty/s1600/of=50,480,319-15.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH5qlz4HjrNFQP7LFqCZHNJvJ71c2WJydOKPpgpPwig4CNh1e50IDVazYx1nWaBtcnVzLvlFbaYQAtLpytd82bpZ4mA-fKVpH9MFPX4gc4tvjlIX3ay__KfoJYpTTDG4uK8CRy4-zz45Ty/s200/of=50,480,319-15.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359178246436578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGjmmy7XeLxo9kx7osrlBFdVdSZIQoYt2vAF5CrBPPGi9Egq6ECnODhjBFidwDNXqb8Q8oWCTnZdXtjEqYWmp98sWR5fi3LJez3JsJWrwvwqokKzsGK_6VkND1WS77Y3qn667l3VPjE9A/s1600/of=50,480,319.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVGjmmy7XeLxo9kx7osrlBFdVdSZIQoYt2vAF5CrBPPGi9Egq6ECnODhjBFidwDNXqb8Q8oWCTnZdXtjEqYWmp98sWR5fi3LJez3JsJWrwvwqokKzsGK_6VkND1WS77Y3qn667l3VPjE9A/s200/of=50,480,319.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455359173772735314" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-55912964558797220182010-02-25T12:31:00.000-08:002010-02-25T12:43:52.794-08:00Guess who doesn't get chocolate pudding again...EVER!Oh boy, did he have fun. He had pudding from head to toe, from wall to wall. I of course blame only myself for leaving the little mess maker unattended while eating his pudding...big mistake! Dispite the mess, I could only laugh because he was truly so thriled with himself and his masterpiece. But honestly, who could get mad at this face. Ahhh...the joys of motherhood!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibd1iBEOnvTxw2CsHubKU9fENuf-GoSBlnHnLpvav3SE4uoSmdyGHKiV52UNGu-NNsQ8VA31aZEwhZP3dftZppr7BcGjPA-2XfzoIsx9WCdrCRFv0NW5Z_lIMU_SueaupecmZGhuO_7z2/s1600-h/IMG_0517_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjibd1iBEOnvTxw2CsHubKU9fENuf-GoSBlnHnLpvav3SE4uoSmdyGHKiV52UNGu-NNsQ8VA31aZEwhZP3dftZppr7BcGjPA-2XfzoIsx9WCdrCRFv0NW5Z_lIMU_SueaupecmZGhuO_7z2/s200/IMG_0517_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442284154699663698" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikKOWjZy_sUGRzpl65ThXKPPPab-c-8a9HotGiT4fZ6pSgt6qmKtFVjyJtccOQxsFMiJdN9LsZcrnjAnCikPDBy35AIvKL1f0OjHsXZnQAPyAvgCjVc_XfL8i-P6UDsPnWHHxZs62Vk8pU/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikKOWjZy_sUGRzpl65ThXKPPPab-c-8a9HotGiT4fZ6pSgt6qmKtFVjyJtccOQxsFMiJdN9LsZcrnjAnCikPDBy35AIvKL1f0OjHsXZnQAPyAvgCjVc_XfL8i-P6UDsPnWHHxZs62Vk8pU/s200/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442284148802206018" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyjUONIv8GUqN3am8SKj34NKN-2A92EjCOQKQr0njBsuSwylpPKtyLAp6pRqFDZnxZgPhJOwV6UyqcBFia-lFPQugNbsyFv66lWzmWAfOlOgemO2Q2WfgBR9zm-BD1QjPX7Qkyv9ur066A/s1600-h/IMG_0516.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyjUONIv8GUqN3am8SKj34NKN-2A92EjCOQKQr0njBsuSwylpPKtyLAp6pRqFDZnxZgPhJOwV6UyqcBFia-lFPQugNbsyFv66lWzmWAfOlOgemO2Q2WfgBR9zm-BD1QjPX7Qkyv9ur066A/s200/IMG_0516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442284138257203890" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-25266946191840507832010-01-24T19:16:00.000-08:002010-01-25T08:58:27.848-08:00All good things must come to an end...NZ post #4Continuing our road trip further north, we stopped at the Waitomo glow worm caves. Now, those of you who know me well, know one of my biggest fears are worms. I think it stemmed from an experience in third grade, but that is beside the point. Needless to say, I was a little hesitant when Josh said he wanted to do this. Ideally, he wanted to float down on a little inner tube through the cave, but I had to draw the line somewhere. Well, I don't know if I am just totally uneducated when it comes to the insect world but I was quite relieved to learn that glow worms aren't actual slimy night crawlers that glow in the dark. They are maggots (which aren't much better) and they secrete this mucus (which too is disgusting) that hangs from the ceiling in which they catch their prey. But somehow, the whole experience was pretty mesmerizing. We took a boat ride through the caves covered in glow worms, which gave the effect of a starry night sky. Kind of a random thing to do, but worth the stop. Next up, the beach side town of Paihia. The first day there we attended church at the small branch. The Branch President and his wife were kind enough to invite us over for a traditional Maori dinner. The Maori's are very generous and hospitable and I witnessed this with every one we came in contact with. Another highlight of the trip was the R. Tucker Thompson boat ride. I think Josh secretly wants to be a pirate(...and a cowboy, and a fire fighter...and a...) and was so excited he pretty much took over the ship. There were only a handful of us on the ship and we were responsible for "running" the ship, i.e hoisting the sails, etc. After our hot chocolate and biscuits on board we sailed for a couple hours to the shore. We were able to climb to the top of a hill and look out over the ocean. On the hill were bunkers and other structures built for lookout use during WWII. It was an unexpected surprise and I thoroughly enjoyed this historical aspect we encountered. When we got back to the ship, we had lunch waiting for us, and a rope swing calling Josh's name. It was a unique experience that we both really enjoyed! The last day there, we went to the Waitangi treaty grounds/Maori museum. I had been wanting to go to something like this, to get an idea of some of the Maori history and culture. We attended a show where I was taught how to do the poi poi and Josh did a mean haka (think BYU football pregame). Well, knowing our vacation was coming to an end, I decided I wanted one day to relax on the beach. Josh however had other plans and wanted to take on sea kayaking. Needless to say, Josh went kayaking, I read my book on the beach, which led to a short nap, which in turn led to a severe sunburn. Lucky for me it was the last day of our vacation, unlucky for me, it made for a pretty uncomfortable plane ride home. Well, as the saying goes, "All good things must come to an end", and it was bitter sweet leaving this amazing country. However, I would be lying if I said I wasn't so anxious to see my kids, I couldn't get home fast enough!! We were truly blessed to have been able to go on this trip. Thanks to my in laws (a billion times over) for watching our kiddies and everyone else who helped out. And a big thanks to my travel agent a.k.a Josh, and his months of planning that made this trip even better than I could've ever imagined. Farewell New Zealand...that is until next time. hehehe<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUKhLdqC1fe8nXSquQMjY-GONjsMtHdlpvKiQXgucIa62gCVP0iH2iTXiTXB2Umx51lK150f_14ECC7rrwEihCxmX3lXQVNP-fapFluZ8ECaqn40dPeZXfSmvEiC8_D4MnwdtEejSY6msE/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUKhLdqC1fe8nXSquQMjY-GONjsMtHdlpvKiQXgucIa62gCVP0iH2iTXiTXB2Umx51lK150f_14ECC7rrwEihCxmX3lXQVNP-fapFluZ8ECaqn40dPeZXfSmvEiC8_D4MnwdtEejSY6msE/s200/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430517912183858178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhws4hTuu1Tk2gcasNcrrXRpPeQhyphenhyphenYrQJtABvJyJFATsuBKV8t63j2zL5yMgkg_uUQkgnRWdY255VGDvOnbO-NYJVELEhgJhHwxIKdjrXdH3suLwWEEYHyD_XOCUiLvpoaNbyIvew10LrHL/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhws4hTuu1Tk2gcasNcrrXRpPeQhyphenhyphenYrQJtABvJyJFATsuBKV8t63j2zL5yMgkg_uUQkgnRWdY255VGDvOnbO-NYJVELEhgJhHwxIKdjrXdH3suLwWEEYHyD_XOCUiLvpoaNbyIvew10LrHL/s200/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430517904228383314" /></a><br />I was surprised, this was a lot harder than it looked...check out the concentration!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqFgR7yQE99eLn8_pytKbRI1YJdhFKN48dDMjDSOsNeGR0jImendb8Ke7jmYn-fllG-dVPitgiiOrBonwFVsIcPWyfwAY99yf36Kez_37z9zPZoRzL9DMeGNMzg1jPQoOa5xIKEpzHeQ0I/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqFgR7yQE99eLn8_pytKbRI1YJdhFKN48dDMjDSOsNeGR0jImendb8Ke7jmYn-fllG-dVPitgiiOrBonwFVsIcPWyfwAY99yf36Kez_37z9zPZoRzL9DMeGNMzg1jPQoOa5xIKEpzHeQ0I/s200/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430517891701474674" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FolPbqEnF6plDbxqrgDjHsJ-VL9qKySNKWRwJQbCqxpa8A1mQJXqioSeYhus1AM9i3zuPvnKpMMaPLeccAkZTc9vCuE89kaaN6BMDmIuYTLRacgDYbAG-yDQ9sCGLyZ4CcKpz3RavAxg/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1FolPbqEnF6plDbxqrgDjHsJ-VL9qKySNKWRwJQbCqxpa8A1mQJXqioSeYhus1AM9i3zuPvnKpMMaPLeccAkZTc9vCuE89kaaN6BMDmIuYTLRacgDYbAG-yDQ9sCGLyZ4CcKpz3RavAxg/s200/IMG_0407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430517902380282514" /></a> Josh and one other guy were the only ones who braved the rope swing. Josh definitely won style points on the back flip, however his form could use some work. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3U92HmpzZjsDt5yKHLiL4kii1Sz6eG-hd_r8hKb7KYvsp4XOZ40bmPl3u6T78C5PGkLxa2DdnrfmU4abCj8qiR6bkKm_NL6nFPlnPbClarHEmbnaVn7C2SChySMr4OhYH6BCnMljkruor/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3U92HmpzZjsDt5yKHLiL4kii1Sz6eG-hd_r8hKb7KYvsp4XOZ40bmPl3u6T78C5PGkLxa2DdnrfmU4abCj8qiR6bkKm_NL6nFPlnPbClarHEmbnaVn7C2SChySMr4OhYH6BCnMljkruor/s200/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430513862978471010" /></a><br />Ahoy Mateys! Josh climbing up to the crows nest (don't worry Mama Dean he had a harness on)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HPZrEbZDnuUFf-qvpb8D8X9yBfdgi8ki5tFRkKm9nOQZza-BvBIbW2uYazGukir_PqmdUmm0oFUqkYxqLpaHBTBqoZ-syWbQZUHFWsoD8iHaYNS32wX2PuFp8xrAsJWfy7kMAuZaYXFn/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 129px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_HPZrEbZDnuUFf-qvpb8D8X9yBfdgi8ki5tFRkKm9nOQZza-BvBIbW2uYazGukir_PqmdUmm0oFUqkYxqLpaHBTBqoZ-syWbQZUHFWsoD8iHaYNS32wX2PuFp8xrAsJWfy7kMAuZaYXFn/s200/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430517890205726594" /></a><br />I like this pic because you can see the R. Tucker Thompson in the background.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6QTBa7gbLvDtsUeMg4OnXQc3ZunlkU1mqmkcCYCIP0ckKF1z8cGq51OsWevzq_bijC9xObKfWej46xAv0F55VmhdzyFzU6RQegHlXo1TqQVVPmgaH1OEEWnIWnWkEgiU5uf81nG53h3dR/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6QTBa7gbLvDtsUeMg4OnXQc3ZunlkU1mqmkcCYCIP0ckKF1z8cGq51OsWevzq_bijC9xObKfWej46xAv0F55VmhdzyFzU6RQegHlXo1TqQVVPmgaH1OEEWnIWnWkEgiU5uf81nG53h3dR/s200/IMG_0381.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430513852936868834" /></a>This might look like raising the sails was easy, but give it some time...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbB5vS8vQG6HzjzijtcFuVZMcsYuS2PJ1yP8pcEkIfYMmoqtDsh2QFjfyPkNmXC9IJtBVOflF-vCRWHCUCCBhiuSSZAsb3BTBvCScZIcWjWba5QMYOq__YL-pNHGH1_klgtaIFetzUNQLF/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbB5vS8vQG6HzjzijtcFuVZMcsYuS2PJ1yP8pcEkIfYMmoqtDsh2QFjfyPkNmXC9IJtBVOflF-vCRWHCUCCBhiuSSZAsb3BTBvCScZIcWjWba5QMYOq__YL-pNHGH1_klgtaIFetzUNQLF/s200/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430513858344474498" /></a><br />and clearly I was struggling. I gotta hand it to those sailors, this was hard work!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwKG9zlKN7SnUfAHwpyT0uBVbHso05eaT5GIhJcTxjV4AiBC4XdwsCNmM3uGDXd3howDUppH1oLSAFIBB0SIQ0RPeZ2rkR1HytXIhwR3iSJAasep3GwArI4TZzhkzQFN2AtEks6G6iJAC/s1600-h/dairy.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTwKG9zlKN7SnUfAHwpyT0uBVbHso05eaT5GIhJcTxjV4AiBC4XdwsCNmM3uGDXd3howDUppH1oLSAFIBB0SIQ0RPeZ2rkR1HytXIhwR3iSJAasep3GwArI4TZzhkzQFN2AtEks6G6iJAC/s200/dairy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430513849526484066" /></a><br />Just a random pic of a "dairy". We frequented these for our sugar fix. Josh introduced me to all sorts of delicious junk food including, new flavors of ice cream, gummy candies, and of course the beloved licorice, I couldn't get enough! If I drove by a building like this in the U.S. there's a good chance I wouldn't have eaten anything from there. But the ghetto wallpapered facade drew me in every time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xqmQ6Pn07NnQeMX6WKmWiS_tXECiI05mAJ2nnEnsRWGmeBdG7EKfKLYqI321l-khJXUXcyBhc4R617V5FYvZjfesyfIDemM-i0AWiD013bWY1Yx9FRK5MJwn6_xKU_Ec1X8WUbjEtC0q/s1600-h/large_5287.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-xqmQ6Pn07NnQeMX6WKmWiS_tXECiI05mAJ2nnEnsRWGmeBdG7EKfKLYqI321l-khJXUXcyBhc4R617V5FYvZjfesyfIDemM-i0AWiD013bWY1Yx9FRK5MJwn6_xKU_Ec1X8WUbjEtC0q/s200/large_5287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430513844466617202" /></a><br />We couldn't take pictures in the cave, apparently the glow worms were a little camera shy, so here is an okay image of the glow worm caves.thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-89791963250645945302010-01-23T19:01:00.000-08:002010-01-23T20:36:10.240-08:00North Island or Bust! NZ post #3Farewell to the South Island! Josh and I road tripped it in our awesome station wagon from Wellington (Josh's mission) to Hamilton. There aren't any free ways in New Zealand which made for a windy ride through the mountains and over the hills. Since they drive on the opposite side of the road, I left the driving up to Josh (at least that's what I told him, but really I just needed a good long nap in the car:) So, what I saw when I was conscious was some of the most beautiful countryside I have ever seen. Miles and miles of green rolling hills, some covered with sheep...lots of sheep and mountains along the horizon. Looking back I wish I would've taken more pics of this, but oh well. Along the way we stopped at some places where Josh served on his mission. We were blessed to meet up with a woman he baptized, found another woman he taught the discussions to, and happened to run into his old landlord. We ended this part of the road trip in Hamilton where we met up with one of Josh's companions and his sweet little family. We enjoyed spending a couple days with them, going to to the tree lighting at the temple, and attending a temple session with them as well. This was another highlight of the trip. On our few travels that we have made to different parts of the country and the world, it is always such a humbling, and faith promoting experience, to know no matter where in the world you are, the gospel is there. Always, always, always you will find faithful, loving members who welcome you in and share your same beliefs, and for me that is such a huge comfort and blessing.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4lgDrab0o_E2e2rL-BbjOgsPRWagkTspeQmuWl7lzzuQQjfVFEt767aRsLe02kanbcKUxX19JksVrf815zfGTikGXRKPghuLWM2ULMLFy9G-G0FCs1LJPN04dfEPuh7Qcs5vP4Gufjv-/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv4lgDrab0o_E2e2rL-BbjOgsPRWagkTspeQmuWl7lzzuQQjfVFEt767aRsLe02kanbcKUxX19JksVrf815zfGTikGXRKPghuLWM2ULMLFy9G-G0FCs1LJPN04dfEPuh7Qcs5vP4Gufjv-/s200/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430148617843695666" /></a><br />This was no Temple Square, but they put on quite the production each night as the trees are lit. Very few people decorate with Christmas lights, so it was definitley the place to be, and I must say quite beautiful.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXjPfvXpaeXa-OzjXeUiPEcIq3BZXdDd9r7sWugGZGZw5yiaRVTHFx9W72d2yRnslEePaOhnzTV9O7FJ2BYIsGvZDLUQve5qOt4YTS5DGk2rP344Al3gBAMLtgfooTBNSEpgLSkXwiwVdH/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXjPfvXpaeXa-OzjXeUiPEcIq3BZXdDd9r7sWugGZGZw5yiaRVTHFx9W72d2yRnslEePaOhnzTV9O7FJ2BYIsGvZDLUQve5qOt4YTS5DGk2rP344Al3gBAMLtgfooTBNSEpgLSkXwiwVdH/s200/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430148606545781090" /></a><br />Not, the best pic, but a general idea of the green countryside, and little sheepies dotting the land.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQ80cs45ApBMGWExe-ZeBZ_FIqhOx56eiLgQVkqbTu-GkUxULT1BpfpoAPv2HW3n1gZ3wZSkUryvJr2sgR_jfM0AcbU2uvh0Z7CvsYc-9oOQQp7bw22Sl6v3wMD6dGQkzjxTc61uaeKQU/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNQ80cs45ApBMGWExe-ZeBZ_FIqhOx56eiLgQVkqbTu-GkUxULT1BpfpoAPv2HW3n1gZ3wZSkUryvJr2sgR_jfM0AcbU2uvh0Z7CvsYc-9oOQQp7bw22Sl6v3wMD6dGQkzjxTc61uaeKQU/s200/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430148605292917842" /></a><br />Yep, this is it! The infamous apartment that Josh burned down on his mission. Let's just say the landlord had not forgotten who Josh was. haha And oddly enough, was pleasantly surprised to see and speak with him.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHHxtDzcr_75X95gcjPuangqGoaNQEAzax5duImmr7WWOWQYKK4gw2e28BEPy19WE7uiannyUd6KZ4Lh-p7LOhyphenhyphenfV_teLAV1VF39QMaz6Z9t-RAwDWIU54WZn_vlTIsH8OtVJ3MFcsA80/s1600-h/IMG_0351.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFHHxtDzcr_75X95gcjPuangqGoaNQEAzax5duImmr7WWOWQYKK4gw2e28BEPy19WE7uiannyUd6KZ4Lh-p7LOhyphenhyphenfV_teLAV1VF39QMaz6Z9t-RAwDWIU54WZn_vlTIsH8OtVJ3MFcsA80/s200/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430148595118950562" /></a><br />After a little searching for where she had moved, we found the apartment of a lady whom Josh taught on his mission. When he knocked on the door and told her who he was, she started to cry and was overjoyed to see him. She had gotten baptized and was a strong member of the church. I was touched to see how the gospel (through my husband) had influenced and blessed this woman's life and how extremely grateful she was for those hardworking missionaries 13 years ago!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrSppcudZVjgDEJ3Hmb1r21Lmn_CoGfBb83HURlRPXNFnzNyxqy4CwjdmvBsnOEf9V60edRXxsEVXTDWQ8MQK6ucYUMD_yEs9CHjBzZP26Y1d0cKp1WVZeDfQpTuIgRVTh8JwT45HTu4e/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXrSppcudZVjgDEJ3Hmb1r21Lmn_CoGfBb83HURlRPXNFnzNyxqy4CwjdmvBsnOEf9V60edRXxsEVXTDWQ8MQK6ucYUMD_yEs9CHjBzZP26Y1d0cKp1WVZeDfQpTuIgRVTh8JwT45HTu4e/s200/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430148584303158674" /></a><br />Overlooking Wellington, the Capitol, with the De Silvas (Josh baptized the woman). They too were so excited to see Josh, and I was amazed at how much their son knew and remembered about him.thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-36045856994329607182010-01-22T13:13:00.000-08:002010-01-22T15:00:21.552-08:00Next stop-Queenstown NZ post #2Ahh, Queenstown, the Adventure capitol of the world. Where people do all sorts of crazy, life threatening things and where responsible, sensible wives take the pictures of their husbands doing these crazy things. We stayed at an awesome resort and enjoyed some of the adventurous things this unique town had to offer. Josh being the maniacal husband that he is decided to go bungy jumping...again. You'd think once in your lifetime would be enough, but you can't blame him, he wanted to jump off the bridge where bungy jumping originated. I must admit that back in the day, I would have jumped (no pun intended) at the chance to go. However, now that I am a mother and a responsible adult (haha...I know) I really had no desire to take the risk. I was nervous watching him, but mostly because I wanted to get a good video and some pics so we didn't have to spend and arm and a leg on the video/picture package that they try and sell you. Phew, luckily he survived and got the rush he was looking for, hopefully that will hold him over for a while. Anyhow, we also rode the tram to the top of a mountain overlooking a lake. A beautiful view followed by lunch at the top. We couldn't resist the "luge" as they called it...think Alpine slide plus go cart, and clearly it was a blast. We rode these things down part of the mountain going down dips, through tunnels, etc. and boy was it fun! In Queenstown we also enjoyed running along the wharf, eating lots of good food, shopping, and relaxing. <br /><br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVVapplGZpWLXIq2FEQMbKvAve6Ni-xoROpbkmxHZmd5c6zinUB_FRMDobNRChHSn7JGjacm3r0pZQeXzGCn8s9WN8gCsQQ7dY3S7vL6oEHppXqbnavCyb1bAbA2XNNwXeyqE6NQrsbOw/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVVapplGZpWLXIq2FEQMbKvAve6Ni-xoROpbkmxHZmd5c6zinUB_FRMDobNRChHSn7JGjacm3r0pZQeXzGCn8s9WN8gCsQQ7dY3S7vL6oEHppXqbnavCyb1bAbA2XNNwXeyqE6NQrsbOw/s200/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429688096854828706" /></a><br />The rare Kiwi bird, and the only one we saw. :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB6pQSCBCvxfSDLqDdScSRn6rV8V6M2iJcRmhbwF4HbJvB5UdaJUx__qRr0EZ3NbFB_Q_2hTC7DnQClcKZKKzcbsSEkpl4jlel6h5fYbiEPjvm6xoJVGpvXMAD6jSWE23dmQj51K1WwecL/s1600-h/IMG_0320.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB6pQSCBCvxfSDLqDdScSRn6rV8V6M2iJcRmhbwF4HbJvB5UdaJUx__qRr0EZ3NbFB_Q_2hTC7DnQClcKZKKzcbsSEkpl4jlel6h5fYbiEPjvm6xoJVGpvXMAD6jSWE23dmQj51K1WwecL/s200/IMG_0320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429688088226014210" /></a><br />Just in case you couldn't tell...I was having a good ol' time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5oxGfpXJMiXG-P6eI0EvmpfvoR-970kd37LBlMVYkwaNWQlHCI3J08rfK7jG8UJv9kx9HU00daw1YSuyKFbsnsytmqSpX2nqYqT0P1U8524ThrzlQpHv8vHTFlOIPv9jS7_eA5SkLc4G/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu5oxGfpXJMiXG-P6eI0EvmpfvoR-970kd37LBlMVYkwaNWQlHCI3J08rfK7jG8UJv9kx9HU00daw1YSuyKFbsnsytmqSpX2nqYqT0P1U8524ThrzlQpHv8vHTFlOIPv9jS7_eA5SkLc4G/s200/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429688079488522466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqueBFiFWnMUE0xkuKiMFR11ZnzkxwLLQHGec8mqDCqcDWWFSc2aXygnAv7GoOgYqRsdrjRdSAXXtfzyMhKzYT1OaMuB_mpinvVuT3elAUEoUyNjJg8lHS-hjTVXIAmWlud0fObHS52-bN/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqueBFiFWnMUE0xkuKiMFR11ZnzkxwLLQHGec8mqDCqcDWWFSc2aXygnAv7GoOgYqRsdrjRdSAXXtfzyMhKzYT1OaMuB_mpinvVuT3elAUEoUyNjJg8lHS-hjTVXIAmWlud0fObHS52-bN/s200/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429685013193079058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZq1r7t3xHJbqYkeCAcM9EciHguiTpLCsVCusyToXXwkKXWj-bEtKV2JmShdFBRC6KzGZUBw9D4zXseMJ7GV410yMP1q09hjZVuOy867cnn6WK3Ss8jn6dWqcTq9gHBtMlmJj8pZTKO_RQ/s1600-h/IMG_0050.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZq1r7t3xHJbqYkeCAcM9EciHguiTpLCsVCusyToXXwkKXWj-bEtKV2JmShdFBRC6KzGZUBw9D4zXseMJ7GV410yMP1q09hjZVuOy867cnn6WK3Ss8jn6dWqcTq9gHBtMlmJj8pZTKO_RQ/s200/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429685003579787122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCeOZpMwiJBTmtHQfUIP4_2_V1_g_25Xmwt8ydrQ_aeOgQDeJhjVf-epeFNZ7n0_RrM217dHjCZc4xhI509gTUntwO_b7P3VtgU_0vDFaPvKwUzNd7DvtfyaeUp9K0f_XGQ1LMfuoPUd7G/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCeOZpMwiJBTmtHQfUIP4_2_V1_g_25Xmwt8ydrQ_aeOgQDeJhjVf-epeFNZ7n0_RrM217dHjCZc4xhI509gTUntwO_b7P3VtgU_0vDFaPvKwUzNd7DvtfyaeUp9K0f_XGQ1LMfuoPUd7G/s200/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429684995814751442" /></a><br />This was just after Josh got dipped. He went in as far as he could go, which was to his shoulders, however some get up to their waists.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJZz2jNW13-OUymaX0Wtfy3ZBLEfoxgbyZVbRCvEa8V2qOlcxpagXaV0qsw6ZA4vpIoUgayBYRwXll1H1S6oIxLcjW_-KuEnY4yGNlHzVyETFoBCjsZDY5P3IGli7qU69V21OhQ6dKCLd/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXJZz2jNW13-OUymaX0Wtfy3ZBLEfoxgbyZVbRCvEa8V2qOlcxpagXaV0qsw6ZA4vpIoUgayBYRwXll1H1S6oIxLcjW_-KuEnY4yGNlHzVyETFoBCjsZDY5P3IGli7qU69V21OhQ6dKCLd/s200/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429684989645191522" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-57504728109359276052010-01-07T17:17:00.000-08:002010-01-19T20:07:59.419-08:00Kia Ora! NZ Post #1I decided I should probably start posting some pictures from our New Zealand trip since their are so many beautiful pictures of the awesome country. We had a bit of a rocky start to the trip when our video camera got stolen out of our checked baggage and our digital camera broke in our luggage as well. This meant a new camera for us, and so many memorable experiences to take pictures of! So, I will warn you now of a picture overload, and try to give you a little glimpse of our "gonna be hard to top", "even better than I anticipated" trip to New Zealand! I thought I would start this first post with one of my favorite parts of the trip, the Milford Track. We signed up for this trip in June or July, as they only allow 40 unguided hikers on the trail per day. The spots fill up fast, so we were excited we got in and realize why it is such a coveted "trek" (as they call it in NZ). We stayed in bunk houses with our group and got to know people from Israel, Germany, UK, Belgium, New Zealand, and Australia. We hiked at our own pace and could come and go from the huts as we pleased. The scenery was unlike anything I had ever seen before, similar to being in the rain forest, with green, wet, mossy foliage, and mountains that took your breath away at their absolute enormity and beauty. All in all, it just really is one of those things that you have to see in person to truly appreciate its magnificence!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhibRiExG2DNJVSaYUA2LTEPha_jApCaNG_2O0NDC0Eg4LLrtLlptVTiba2j2StrJBDNWQjwLoX1MohZAkriL1EUz9bnUbAq-DyPSgWaEMNU-YOITTuCwe4UQ23E3tDLD6kht80iFgOJcFh/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhibRiExG2DNJVSaYUA2LTEPha_jApCaNG_2O0NDC0Eg4LLrtLlptVTiba2j2StrJBDNWQjwLoX1MohZAkriL1EUz9bnUbAq-DyPSgWaEMNU-YOITTuCwe4UQ23E3tDLD6kht80iFgOJcFh/s200/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428541545426618098" /></a> In order to fight off the didymo bacteria, we had to "disinfect" our boots before hiking.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikCq3e27QTo14g-4sG6d4EqXrhG0EHt3qXUw3QSuQs9TVNUkeawaSYxXIGqCzXD6moNBteAiUW6sU_p1dBvPxECjspeAc93hV5KwvMb1PRv-8D65YZZjhO0BdXvc817zIJvU_x3HkJiX01/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikCq3e27QTo14g-4sG6d4EqXrhG0EHt3qXUw3QSuQs9TVNUkeawaSYxXIGqCzXD6moNBteAiUW6sU_p1dBvPxECjspeAc93hV5KwvMb1PRv-8D65YZZjhO0BdXvc817zIJvU_x3HkJiX01/s200/IMG_0121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428541554310930258" /></a>We found this creature on the bottom of a fallen tree. The white stuff was a hard rubbery growth, which clearly looks like a face. Josh added the finishing touches and gave this little guy a stylin do'.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDXik62T-2cFoKFpe6-PzGqHqzyo61lkVoPCPW1Kzceuc2DuWJrGwNgXIWO5lYQwFeClZx9BOkq6i9qmee0dSgjoE_zHQ4myYpMa_bpZBeDCNt2X0x-fDDc8RYGmYbYNtBzkGa7VIQRAG/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDXik62T-2cFoKFpe6-PzGqHqzyo61lkVoPCPW1Kzceuc2DuWJrGwNgXIWO5lYQwFeClZx9BOkq6i9qmee0dSgjoE_zHQ4myYpMa_bpZBeDCNt2X0x-fDDc8RYGmYbYNtBzkGa7VIQRAG/s200/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555369717822514" /></a>Ahh,the end of the trail. I enjoyed the trek, but the last day I couldn't get to a hot shower and warm meal fast enough!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoue23sMTehg6rA01mhRUJwbslyeipiiQdIK8HS-Uyve5SrX7pze0joyo7xpg2dbELNDjqiWPtXUrcMmUPOlpD1C0QTkNGdTwUrRwXWcooOccPHfrefhxOKdcypM6uvTGA0lM19t9jFMPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoue23sMTehg6rA01mhRUJwbslyeipiiQdIK8HS-Uyve5SrX7pze0joyo7xpg2dbELNDjqiWPtXUrcMmUPOlpD1C0QTkNGdTwUrRwXWcooOccPHfrefhxOKdcypM6uvTGA0lM19t9jFMPQ/s200/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428541564466876082" /></a>Believe it or not, Josh made some serious sacrifices for this photo to be taken. What you don't see or hear is me telling Josh, "Whatever you do, don't get your boots wet, it's not worth it (hiking four days with wet boots=pain/blisters)." Nothing in the rain forest dries out, it was the first day and he was walking along the river bank to reach this vine. No sooner had I warned him, when he fell in, got not only his boots wet, but fell in up to his waist. I couldn't help but laugh, and Josh got the picture on the vine.haha, <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQ5N7hO9mDlk99zPHWL9YBdbcVmpUuRvOCnE0hbj9cRKT5pH6CfW9xRT5ux6K0M7kfU9HqswEn1kFKdsr34uD1cLKu3-Ms2hSa5nP6C9uoZ8hF4UQIkOIbNJOdUHICoSxcAOp-9cJRK9f/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRQ5N7hO9mDlk99zPHWL9YBdbcVmpUuRvOCnE0hbj9cRKT5pH6CfW9xRT5ux6K0M7kfU9HqswEn1kFKdsr34uD1cLKu3-Ms2hSa5nP6C9uoZ8hF4UQIkOIbNJOdUHICoSxcAOp-9cJRK9f/s200/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555353777341826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJY_1G-dWZEtdGvASsDD4csqtaGUuEh1v3t-qy6tsmZe025cuDKbeDa-JjCDsSn3z0rpWv0JhQySvvFNqzjHJl7XRjm0u-WeA2SurOOSaBJwd40LS8dBO9kgHmP_3hqgpiuij5UGWQCmS/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJY_1G-dWZEtdGvASsDD4csqtaGUuEh1v3t-qy6tsmZe025cuDKbeDa-JjCDsSn3z0rpWv0JhQySvvFNqzjHJl7XRjm0u-WeA2SurOOSaBJwd40LS8dBO9kgHmP_3hqgpiuij5UGWQCmS/s200/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555347819040322" /></a>Just a pretty picture!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmiw_OGGxL0Sxo3TIRbiReMWans7a90wbo84_-I1B4MxFU4ditQ2ZvVQtdVMIBcginy7z0fMwlhFvODPQKntikCH2Qz9P5bOf73WPMGipHK9koqX3e3spYWLyFqrHC6xMozGE9MwqLtl-O/s1600-h/IMG_0223.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmiw_OGGxL0Sxo3TIRbiReMWans7a90wbo84_-I1B4MxFU4ditQ2ZvVQtdVMIBcginy7z0fMwlhFvODPQKntikCH2Qz9P5bOf73WPMGipHK9koqX3e3spYWLyFqrHC6xMozGE9MwqLtl-O/s200/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428548025733448834" /></a>Everywhere you looks waterfalls could be seen falling off the mountains. Some big, some small, but because of the large amount of rain, the waterfalls are so powerful they cut through large rocks and ripped down the mountains.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FbT_cRxcy5b0AsWZ_ryo-Al9FrEBvfvFw2sQmb0uEh5Ov2V3XxyIB4Gk-myrXsEQY5ojGrDFhilQMxcpzODlF5ZDdwqPcgELIon2m2lwT4FjE5CpALfO9mxPexIZr2hr782EN38Q0uIK/s1600-h/IMG_0206.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-FbT_cRxcy5b0AsWZ_ryo-Al9FrEBvfvFw2sQmb0uEh5Ov2V3XxyIB4Gk-myrXsEQY5ojGrDFhilQMxcpzODlF5ZDdwqPcgELIon2m2lwT4FjE5CpALfO9mxPexIZr2hr782EN38Q0uIK/s200/IMG_0206.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428548018199342786" /></a>When we reached the top of the pass, we were hiking in a snow storm (wasn't prepared for that!) We stopped at the warming hut hoping the snow would stop and clouds would pass, so we could enjoy the much anticipated view from the top. We had just left the hut and readied ourself to continue on when the clouds parted and allowed us a few amazing pics!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHehIwaYSkdZqXgn5nxi5iPOz9R0qAlS39tNCYYcIN-eTkkhWiMCLVXsLph3ucbYJsUWr3GMhC89f403V040K1-LKgbjYZgk6qzJuOY-t-atuPVGVaJbkYzlX2sc5bgle3wlSlktaUvVQb/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHehIwaYSkdZqXgn5nxi5iPOz9R0qAlS39tNCYYcIN-eTkkhWiMCLVXsLph3ucbYJsUWr3GMhC89f403V040K1-LKgbjYZgk6qzJuOY-t-atuPVGVaJbkYzlX2sc5bgle3wlSlktaUvVQb/s200/IMG_0165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428548012266426818" /></a> This was one of my favorite plants that we saw. I guess it was kind of fern with these spongy (everything seems "spongy" in the rainforest) chutes that coiled at the top. You really can't get the full effect in the pic, but take my word for it...it was pretty neat. :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1ncfpHCHBnA8-OfabElP2Wkqscw_EymOiuPKNU8_VrHpPtWiV4ShCOkFr0KvDtI-EyhVdUoj9gN-z801_vdCL2zygnBF_FXncQklqX0wGzQfdeaFHlOr1BWrXuj3eZl2JjtqLpV0CmfF/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig1ncfpHCHBnA8-OfabElP2Wkqscw_EymOiuPKNU8_VrHpPtWiV4ShCOkFr0KvDtI-EyhVdUoj9gN-z801_vdCL2zygnBF_FXncQklqX0wGzQfdeaFHlOr1BWrXuj3eZl2JjtqLpV0CmfF/s200/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428555359236471874" /></a> Here's an idea at how clear the water was. Obviously it was pure run off, and actually the water we drank. I just loved how the blue matches the beautiful hue of my hubby's eyes. (I couldn't resist the cheesiness)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNGTEL-mMteMyiQ4uQ8wJqlVz1-YaoxWeVxEvpPr3cbBA97xBthD-UFkvCVLwfKKS3_7dJobqqS14c1_uG25Ou2_Sp3UidvSq75Q_D6Zvdo5XOTRpc60i9rs5SKxEL1QpHOZ4Y9Ijn4T_/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNGTEL-mMteMyiQ4uQ8wJqlVz1-YaoxWeVxEvpPr3cbBA97xBthD-UFkvCVLwfKKS3_7dJobqqS14c1_uG25Ou2_Sp3UidvSq75Q_D6Zvdo5XOTRpc60i9rs5SKxEL1QpHOZ4Y9Ijn4T_/s200/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428556609220949618" /></a> This is what is known as the Milford Sound. It was great to be able to take the relaxing boat ride back to shore and enjoy one last view of this absolutely amazing scenery.thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-45685070745679870382009-12-06T18:54:00.000-08:002009-12-06T20:41:41.932-08:00Well, it's that time of year again. The words of "Silver Bells" says it well, "See the kids bunch..dressed in holiday style...meeting smile after smile.." That's right, it's the holiday season, but for us, it's also family picture time (cheesy...I know, it just came to me haha:) Anyhow, we kind of just threw this together last minute, but my sis in law Rebekah pulled through (as always) and did a great job! She took these in her basement and I had to convince the lady at the photo lab that they were not "professional" (although Rebekah I do consider you a profesional 100%, but you know what I mean). So, I thought I would give you a little preview of the Deaner family 2009...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7xh2KP_1ZWqxNieth_Ub1A6jpFni1bUgAfhtcZ79IXy3o-Z9niD87rzfQlrvb3guOst5lr9hf40Xbk0jK5OFDOgrW-AaC9AK8zmfNF_VvSkHkSoQBDBZPh0t45j-RZe5CZDgfcjHre1n/s1600-h/IMG_1547_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz7xh2KP_1ZWqxNieth_Ub1A6jpFni1bUgAfhtcZ79IXy3o-Z9niD87rzfQlrvb3guOst5lr9hf40Xbk0jK5OFDOgrW-AaC9AK8zmfNF_VvSkHkSoQBDBZPh0t45j-RZe5CZDgfcjHre1n/s200/IMG_1547_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412349654332688866" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyqsHyTKlrPmLBJCBau71ScAlZByGTOQrEo54kRiZsBxpLBTNYvQJCT3OjxOr5NpD4gg3evstALwlwPxoBlyEydjwJYoYGZQOKK7lL9_UXgSgTEAyZGMmiIfv-7kM2qS7FQqpFC9XHOsk/s1600-h/IMG_1447_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPyqsHyTKlrPmLBJCBau71ScAlZByGTOQrEo54kRiZsBxpLBTNYvQJCT3OjxOr5NpD4gg3evstALwlwPxoBlyEydjwJYoYGZQOKK7lL9_UXgSgTEAyZGMmiIfv-7kM2qS7FQqpFC9XHOsk/s200/IMG_1447_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412341865940727058" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLCe_vV35KfmRI3XRopAx6Tx2d17k8vqgiBJSp0locMB7ztoV90MAutjMQNoq4dk4f15_nPPN4l3T-9xZ1RymkDl5wPyH0TMBe6FT1ij8Kd6gFxW5Nufg84drSnVM-DzZSKzziyURL_-g/s1600-h/IMG_1528.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtLCe_vV35KfmRI3XRopAx6Tx2d17k8vqgiBJSp0locMB7ztoV90MAutjMQNoq4dk4f15_nPPN4l3T-9xZ1RymkDl5wPyH0TMBe6FT1ij8Kd6gFxW5Nufg84drSnVM-DzZSKzziyURL_-g/s200/IMG_1528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412341862690644754" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLOPIulQ_15ewfwZxxDCsbuIPktOrkQDkYYBXl_I9cDr8ExYyMDGNsDqeF4fxE3HxWP4AHoJbzdwOEPW7RYFYZFg0PErReSu7YiOdFlIyiSa9qJeNuaApPQM86w42DXP5t244UiM8sq3X/s1600-h/IMG_1481.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzLOPIulQ_15ewfwZxxDCsbuIPktOrkQDkYYBXl_I9cDr8ExYyMDGNsDqeF4fxE3HxWP4AHoJbzdwOEPW7RYFYZFg0PErReSu7YiOdFlIyiSa9qJeNuaApPQM86w42DXP5t244UiM8sq3X/s200/IMG_1481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412341854063988818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQVU1Nb90ehiXfs90j6XM4xL56KN_Z4h01LtcycK4q3wT2eo11U9pOunCOuruTym10vi_8U4yyKq2WnjSHAZr4xu8V58GueBU1ffuOfVj7RAAtLEEghgp2LI4i_531pw-AAYBYVSfljZE/s1600-h/IMG_1516_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQVU1Nb90ehiXfs90j6XM4xL56KN_Z4h01LtcycK4q3wT2eo11U9pOunCOuruTym10vi_8U4yyKq2WnjSHAZr4xu8V58GueBU1ffuOfVj7RAAtLEEghgp2LI4i_531pw-AAYBYVSfljZE/s200/IMG_1516_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412341848053495586" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-25049528181962837162009-12-06T18:30:00.000-08:002009-12-06T20:51:18.262-08:00"Princess", "Belle", Bailee Bops" a.k.a BaiOkay fam, once again, here are some pics of your little Bails...I love this time of year cause you can use the Santa Claus threat for a month and it works wonders. You know, you just have to start singing the song, "You better watch out, you better not cry..." and just like that your angel child is back. haha Luckily for me, Bailee is a good little girl and has told Santa so. This year she was brave enough to sit on Santa's lap, but she was most excited to see and meet was Mrs. Claus. She was inquisitive about "Santa's wife" and started asking questions. When we found out she was coming to the library we had to go. Bailee was so excited and chose to sit on her lap instead of Santa's...whatever. Anyways, she's my girly girl, I know, who'd a thought, and loves everything princess. She's a talker, from sun up to sun down, and now that I think about it, there is probably a reason Gabe's not talking yet...Bailee does it for him, either that or he just can't get a word in. haha (Sound familiar Kac:) Well, we love her all the same!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV8vwMCEldr_U-W1no16ocXohmGmoUhUW2PbxbbAD5OxdGtJB2_zcbd41G6jWSN4FyFni19iEg821d_4O-NIlRgb8z22x-afsj8dBnDFVaMkvAkq666wpfWbv-X2ZK6E1EQVXlVVt_DYa/s1600-h/SDC11207.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfV8vwMCEldr_U-W1no16ocXohmGmoUhUW2PbxbbAD5OxdGtJB2_zcbd41G6jWSN4FyFni19iEg821d_4O-NIlRgb8z22x-afsj8dBnDFVaMkvAkq666wpfWbv-X2ZK6E1EQVXlVVt_DYa/s200/SDC11207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412321813219434690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYfxde1Cfgpgxph5YnXbpDwDHswCS5Ml-EyraEERGpop9iGdugxiQi8x-C9iVaVLZJ0BzqzavpvkTJX7YfPEYMrFMmxolQnp55Dv91yG8moB4EHmwi5sqlW-WWVRYGabJzAXs9cdCZNP2/s1600-h/SDC11367.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRYfxde1Cfgpgxph5YnXbpDwDHswCS5Ml-EyraEERGpop9iGdugxiQi8x-C9iVaVLZJ0BzqzavpvkTJX7YfPEYMrFMmxolQnp55Dv91yG8moB4EHmwi5sqlW-WWVRYGabJzAXs9cdCZNP2/s200/SDC11367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412321808618954994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8dZZd0qv25MIZxxg6AxGKqPv165uHJmzNJamOtVsbERtZWHiJnT_5tXr8YBd3q_vMXwpN4Mt3jFyVj3Ww9Jx5lUrsHyxPnsXBRqQBnwmDVBuyDBW-B9bZMWKP1qUnlX74bKwnvLHlO1Xj/s1600-h/DSCN0010.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8dZZd0qv25MIZxxg6AxGKqPv165uHJmzNJamOtVsbERtZWHiJnT_5tXr8YBd3q_vMXwpN4Mt3jFyVj3Ww9Jx5lUrsHyxPnsXBRqQBnwmDVBuyDBW-B9bZMWKP1qUnlX74bKwnvLHlO1Xj/s200/DSCN0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412321800931708994" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-84643836801215415372009-12-06T17:45:00.000-08:002009-12-06T18:17:35.810-08:00"Shadow", "Josh Jr." a.k.a "Gabers"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj7WuyZ5hiXx5lomdx9ryKoyKVruvtAegZFgKO-eVoE3Y3WkK1iOzi6pyxQ_kaqlxjCq9gUK8U3IU4hcXqsD46HBCUGRUIo3iyhhno13dhdZscg2IuIaqQAB8Cf6x9R4-rIazrZ-gYLKLm/s1600-h/SDC11382.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY3CEp3BgxG7ZZHsbfJh_j_EVQaZRbDGKbxHu40cbinbthdLQlBoM-bp38WGgFWgCGGfNPLxI2YfhYcjEGt5eM5vUnF2WsFBhZWjdZPQI_7IGOPBOBoYfsEwGwYZF_uQlNzDRJmwHxf51a/s200/SDC11374.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412310091932680690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ljk9kY5RHOqlhe5L7qhJYQnvtFsNntM-uLlKZpbAnk-cxAM9S093vQHF9rnVf6N7qH3MVAqceQ7hb9y1ba9syu0CHmWllih9h3WI3xpVzrQ9Oa6mgUROJceO34J9Y39Z0mivT418hlBO/s1600-h/SDC11293.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0ljk9kY5RHOqlhe5L7qhJYQnvtFsNntM-uLlKZpbAnk-cxAM9S093vQHF9rnVf6N7qH3MVAqceQ7hb9y1ba9syu0CHmWllih9h3WI3xpVzrQ9Oa6mgUROJceO34J9Y39Z0mivT418hlBO/s200/SDC11293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412310085493237714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVc1-cZkPy1HhAHI7f2oJBCgigPEXD4LFwLfHLl3ycaB8zReq46ZOg4MDx4Sl3I94lLElf3leIU45avV3Lwly4-ZMyk5PeKxNZ76L58KyDAHVRfAN0-M18nxtjc-lzX1_4VJkNAEqdHxs8/s1600-h/SDC11230.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVc1-cZkPy1HhAHI7f2oJBCgigPEXD4LFwLfHLl3ycaB8zReq46ZOg4MDx4Sl3I94lLElf3leIU45avV3Lwly4-ZMyk5PeKxNZ76L58KyDAHVRfAN0-M18nxtjc-lzX1_4VJkNAEqdHxs8/s200/SDC11230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412310080743090962" /></a><br />This is a post only family will truly appreciate, it's been a while since I have posted any pics, so this should hold you over until I post again (probably a couple months:) As you can see, Gabe has been up to no good. :) He's been a little naughty, but hopefully Santa will understand (he's a 15 month old boy...enough said!) I can't believe how opposite he and Bailee are, two ends of the spectrum if you know what I mean. Gabe doesn't talk much yet, but there are a couple things he's made clear to us. He obviously does not like two things, 1. His teeth brushed (dad disapproves!) 2.Barbies (thank goodness). But, there is a couple things we know he likes 1.TOILETS...obviously 2. Food (takes after his mom:) He's such a messy eater, it kills me, but like I said before, he's a 15 month old boy...enough said! We love this little man even in all his messes!thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-2376154719298542792009-09-26T19:43:00.000-07:002009-10-04T06:22:20.823-07:00Happy Birthday, Birthday, Birthday!Holy Smokes, it's been awhile since my last post, but it's good to have my life back. We had a busy summer and things finally seem back to normal (well, as normal as they can get around here:) Come August and September it's like Christmas for us. I have to start planning for Birthdays weeks in advance so I don't get too overwhelmed. Josh, Bailee and Gabe all have birthdays within 2 weeks of eachother. This year was especially crazy since Josh was turning the big 3-0, it was Gabe's first birthday, Josh was going to be in AK on his birthday and Bailee in ID, so we had to plan accordingly. I decided to throw Josh an OSU themed surprise party on Gabe's birthday (two birds with one stone...if you know what I mean;) and that way he was pretty surprised. I wanted to have it outside, but it ended up raining so we had to have it at the church. We were greatful that so many of our friends and family joined us for the celebration and they made for a great party! As for Bailee's birthday we spent it with the Cartwright's in Boise. Josh went to Alaska for two weeks, so I figured I'd brave the plane ride (never again I might add...that experience is a whole other post), and go see my other half and her fam. We had such a great time together and were lucky enough to have most of my family come visit us. Bailee had her birthday planned out, down to the cake and balloons, she had a princess cake and decorations, but little did I know she would have a life changing experience when she opened her Doodlebops DVD. Many of you have probably never heard of the Doodlebops (consider yourself blessed), however Bailee has formed a small obsession with them. She has a crush on Moe and insists she be "Moe" for Halloween. I told her she couldn't be Moe...he's a boy and that she could be Dee Dee instead. She replied, "I won't go trick-or-treating then...it's scary anyways." So, much to my chagrin, it looks like Bailee with enter the cross dressing world at age 3...oh well. Anyhow, we really enjoyed our little vacation and thanks to the Cartwright's for letting us invade for awhile. So, we're all one year older and wiser (and a few pounds heavier too...that's what three birthdays with cake and ice cream will do to ya:), but I'm grateful we were able to celebrate the lives of these three wonderful, special, amazing people in my life.<br /><br />Grandma's favorite granddaughter...two peas in a pod :)<br /> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKvTW_92p4dj6IYWFtrQ5kykKojqxwdZj8gaVgkRIU5DOZCoRB4t85CF8vR5U9yLZGVOF5Qf-BgXBXKm6f4YfB74W8CLRQGLUNa96n0h8v6Pkx8TzXTa8D-SoDpcyumh5LfMt2hEJ8Eme/s1600-h/of=50,590,393-4.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFKvTW_92p4dj6IYWFtrQ5kykKojqxwdZj8gaVgkRIU5DOZCoRB4t85CF8vR5U9yLZGVOF5Qf-BgXBXKm6f4YfB74W8CLRQGLUNa96n0h8v6Pkx8TzXTa8D-SoDpcyumh5LfMt2hEJ8Eme/s200/of=50,590,393-4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192925886121778" /></a><br />Gabe was a little sick on his b-day and didn't get to enjoy his cake. So he made up for it and loved Bailee's cake. ;)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwuFLyEjd1jbD5Rf9div4fi4uQQYA9tNpnP9YFl7oh1-Tjz4u50GJesBrZf-VhD9M8AOkuZQekQ1lbaXHjiYQ_xLlHjMb3Do_1BB5U4GSay1q1U-ZqzahHSJ43F-57k4pXbnr7ihDo-2gD/s1600-h/SDC11135.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwuFLyEjd1jbD5Rf9div4fi4uQQYA9tNpnP9YFl7oh1-Tjz4u50GJesBrZf-VhD9M8AOkuZQekQ1lbaXHjiYQ_xLlHjMb3Do_1BB5U4GSay1q1U-ZqzahHSJ43F-57k4pXbnr7ihDo-2gD/s200/SDC11135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192924576437698" /></a><br />Can we say spoiled?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJbv9ArqDA-r1lRQ5gdgu_54J2p1GcJ8qTlp7Yc5VAO7qBkSDfU4fNWmgoyEB4aIUwRQsqD3d4IkRTl9CgpVUVjVygPkFV6fDWQf-XbaxX1NWxXyOU0fyuvifPgLeBtrg4MyASP2s7cbnN/s1600-h/of=50,295,442.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJbv9ArqDA-r1lRQ5gdgu_54J2p1GcJ8qTlp7Yc5VAO7qBkSDfU4fNWmgoyEB4aIUwRQsqD3d4IkRTl9CgpVUVjVygPkFV6fDWQf-XbaxX1NWxXyOU0fyuvifPgLeBtrg4MyASP2s7cbnN/s200/of=50,295,442.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192915327787522" /></a><br />One of the games we played for the kiddies...Pin the tutu on the Michigan wolverine (only true buckeye fans will fully appreciate this.)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezm9KiGq3jV4CIdpWGJB47T-vPnaIADK7oOhp0JHcCspPmn4sEx2vKb06oWpx96T-gYYILMlGEl0dMRgsRcsRFczHKX7fUcZc6-Z4yhBIaaEA14qX8od7ODpxgTEN6gMeMKVxLtkSwEBi/s1600-h/SDC11064.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgezm9KiGq3jV4CIdpWGJB47T-vPnaIADK7oOhp0JHcCspPmn4sEx2vKb06oWpx96T-gYYILMlGEl0dMRgsRcsRFczHKX7fUcZc6-Z4yhBIaaEA14qX8od7ODpxgTEN6gMeMKVxLtkSwEBi/s200/SDC11064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192911311663986" /></a><br />O-H-I-O! Go Bucks!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljUJRxqzul5Cp6aXKzzRAUvkLcX9poQYFDUBqLd7W328xEixRHMsqqOQVQVBRcB2NHCE_keGZALKp9WLcHnDMzKCEdFf2UIfqrMhaLBbCjwvPOFaMt4NJhep_rpm1JyytjtPbIGosd1an/s1600-h/SDC11053.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhljUJRxqzul5Cp6aXKzzRAUvkLcX9poQYFDUBqLd7W328xEixRHMsqqOQVQVBRcB2NHCE_keGZALKp9WLcHnDMzKCEdFf2UIfqrMhaLBbCjwvPOFaMt4NJhep_rpm1JyytjtPbIGosd1an/s200/SDC11053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192902026856018" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-3437590639486592172009-08-07T09:30:00.000-07:002009-08-07T11:10:48.884-07:00Wild, wild westOur trip out to the wild, wild west could be summed up in three words, family, cheese balls and water. We got our fair share of all three. We had a great time in Rexburg visiting family, and staying with "Grandma Lora". Dad and Nick kept us busy, taking us to the spray park and carousel(multiple times), riding on the scooter, playing with Nick's new dog and boating in Island Park. Grandpa H bought a giant container of cheeseballs and Bailee...okay, and I were in heaven. Bailee ate so many, I thought before we left that her skin was going to turn orange. It's always good to go back home and always hard leave! We then headed to Utah for our Peterson family reunion. We look forward to it every year and since I didn't get to go last year, it was great being able to see all the family that I haven't seen in a while. We went to a water park, which I haven't done in a while and the kids (young and old) thoroughly enjoyed it. Nick pretty much threw me onto the scariest slide there (you know, the one that shoots straight down, and a mega wedgie is inevitable. I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but it brought back memories of the good ol' days when I wasn't such a wimp. Thanks to Grandpa and Grandma Pete for always puttin on a great time. We spent a couple days with mom but as always time flies way to fast when you're having a good time, and the next thing I knew I was on the plane back to Ohio. Even though it can get pretty pricey visiting family as much as I do, it's worth every penny to get to see and spend time with the best family in the world!<br /><br />This is as daring as my kids would get..the smallest fountain at the park...and lovin it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf8sb5nSqLfLYWN5579IH1poovi8-NTCV9eAcJfNmoIGCn1OhCLODVeTjKHPX4hcskhm5flcNWdIZ6UGn7x16QEYE67EaFXGmdmX_7mBIQCvhC_R_R19NyVhoF2LLIW9Hu2zqpmzWXWmed/s1600-h/SDC10868.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf8sb5nSqLfLYWN5579IH1poovi8-NTCV9eAcJfNmoIGCn1OhCLODVeTjKHPX4hcskhm5flcNWdIZ6UGn7x16QEYE67EaFXGmdmX_7mBIQCvhC_R_R19NyVhoF2LLIW9Hu2zqpmzWXWmed/s200/SDC10868.JPG" <br />border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263610893429378" /></a><br />So, true to Idaho form, it was super windy when we went boating. There was no one else on the reservoir, but I told myself I came all this way and I was going to ride something. Needless to say, it was very choppy but I held on tight and survived.:) Oh, and that's a thumb's up...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3CS8o5EBaoU49ScOcW33rdrsOwkN6y9cs_mCL00r9S102f3LB2InxjWCdckiyToKmc90RqcWjfjqsQ94iJFXXcoFrRYLJkQ0Xa4I-1mCbhxAwg8BhDpkPooKZtciQYrnyNvIFK_llmos/s1600-h/SDC10856.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht3CS8o5EBaoU49ScOcW33rdrsOwkN6y9cs_mCL00r9S102f3LB2InxjWCdckiyToKmc90RqcWjfjqsQ94iJFXXcoFrRYLJkQ0Xa4I-1mCbhxAwg8BhDpkPooKZtciQYrnyNvIFK_llmos/s200/SDC10856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263606040195586" /></a><br />Windy indeed...but again, lovin it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg61mQ8pvzIYnbTRMG-n1LdmisUzPuizVvJGHMJIVOuL-ZSwxb2sWqmTonRyqCjbzBg5fCQOjYKiLofRcA2kzdOzmH_4vYL4C63Y07hhlR5X6mJuXW2wnsRt8BM7PGVGiRxCDr_1SHZENKK/s1600-h/SDC10841.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg61mQ8pvzIYnbTRMG-n1LdmisUzPuizVvJGHMJIVOuL-ZSwxb2sWqmTonRyqCjbzBg5fCQOjYKiLofRcA2kzdOzmH_4vYL4C63Y07hhlR5X6mJuXW2wnsRt8BM7PGVGiRxCDr_1SHZENKK/s200/SDC10841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263597312063602" /></a><br />There's a little cheeser to go along with the cheeseballs. (Don't worry the only thing that ended up turning orange was her thumb :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdmRRVR2qG1Cn5d2EyRQELNVD-247RJI5vpIiZmSUU9TH23_N7Fxb-sd_zwYNgQrep9hSBx-xOI3QKVymxV2HynlH35-sPoIqb-DO2ro5lrXHYdoiFbKu3yvCdmylamWtsTEGx_QXXVsB/s1600-h/SDC10853.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGdmRRVR2qG1Cn5d2EyRQELNVD-247RJI5vpIiZmSUU9TH23_N7Fxb-sd_zwYNgQrep9hSBx-xOI3QKVymxV2HynlH35-sPoIqb-DO2ro5lrXHYdoiFbKu3yvCdmylamWtsTEGx_QXXVsB/s200/SDC10853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263594851628354" /><br />Coops and Bai<br /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVBzIqCj09rw9oZpec1DWVzSQFNkOuB9JVofzubMWVI97B-IylqZ9tnVsceTeYP6SB_1UH52cOt3AqF7Z58-WiIFwbtHzAh3AkcfTFP5KHKGLyv5QiDdLg5DHHyREcXxYgRRumIaCZxqAs/s1600-h/SDC10836.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVBzIqCj09rw9oZpec1DWVzSQFNkOuB9JVofzubMWVI97B-IylqZ9tnVsceTeYP6SB_1UH52cOt3AqF7Z58-WiIFwbtHzAh3AkcfTFP5KHKGLyv5QiDdLg5DHHyREcXxYgRRumIaCZxqAs/s200/SDC10836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367263592226011538" /></a><br />Connor found a quicker way to get around, thanks to Uncle Ty.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0EH4yPe0d1fF7V9tM-1vAMWFYXs5wcWbVen7auhMASzk-HM8SU6zhXfmj_AH-a5kUlmJpNnYjL_H25SrjjRxqtbBWof4kY-3jwRQ-kFOsEK7xu4a5gKikqP9I7EMWGx4NZUlw1odTyAJ/s1600-h/SDC10944.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX0EH4yPe0d1fF7V9tM-1vAMWFYXs5wcWbVen7auhMASzk-HM8SU6zhXfmj_AH-a5kUlmJpNnYjL_H25SrjjRxqtbBWof4kY-3jwRQ-kFOsEK7xu4a5gKikqP9I7EMWGx4NZUlw1odTyAJ/s200/SDC10944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367279053988210018" /></a><br />Great Grandma and Bai, two lovely ladies...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGirjnxYmMCfHxhWwSzJJNLsjw4UNCmq0mYziMWOe5J3kLbWL3AOamxu9IJ7ca3ShPo_TgI7TZacvG9l87rbTr1H6su_i9YA_DbWxKvuAoDjtJNW981ur_OWsZMSEXiUv45nBBdN3y8Op0/s1600-h/SDC10954.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGirjnxYmMCfHxhWwSzJJNLsjw4UNCmq0mYziMWOe5J3kLbWL3AOamxu9IJ7ca3ShPo_TgI7TZacvG9l87rbTr1H6su_i9YA_DbWxKvuAoDjtJNW981ur_OWsZMSEXiUv45nBBdN3y8Op0/s200/SDC10954.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367279049842690770" /></a><br />Gabe was pretty tuckered out at the water park, luckily grandma was pretty ingenuitive and made Gabe a comfy little place to rest.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCI5Smrg-J1jQBAPP-9lmO27azd7EVEbruGbqGUTb0OL58XE76C40KxK-d4Nk9LyMXbsp5pjsgJU8QwhciyCZTmhzktpUcoGQVUD7G5p7vQrxFqZ7nnChd1naFR5xClLRaW2IXTYR0zBWw/s1600-h/SDC10915.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCI5Smrg-J1jQBAPP-9lmO27azd7EVEbruGbqGUTb0OL58XE76C40KxK-d4Nk9LyMXbsp5pjsgJU8QwhciyCZTmhzktpUcoGQVUD7G5p7vQrxFqZ7nnChd1naFR5xClLRaW2IXTYR0zBWw/s200/SDC10915.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367279040801337746" /></a><br />Nick's one and only true love ;)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW0sg3c3Z6TmkKLcQtiMPFrWOxS141KPBsAfa5LCJiUKgE6ihOkNpWkxVaRQ9nVHjnjGTnvUPqd_qiWJvOkMaVw0sr4TI9vDIyNs9pr8Njp_t2lHuZhh3iRLkcfWio3KZJA61ZlWVylJ8u/s1600-h/SDC10891.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW0sg3c3Z6TmkKLcQtiMPFrWOxS141KPBsAfa5LCJiUKgE6ihOkNpWkxVaRQ9nVHjnjGTnvUPqd_qiWJvOkMaVw0sr4TI9vDIyNs9pr8Njp_t2lHuZhh3iRLkcfWio3KZJA61ZlWVylJ8u/s200/SDC10891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367279028464825330" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-71846612262759230612009-08-06T15:41:00.000-07:002009-08-06T16:02:28.831-07:00Family Pics=Sad BabiesOkay, okay, so it wasn't that bad, but in all honesty who likes to fake smile and get their picture taken, over and over. When we got home from "out west" we had a Dean family reunion with all of Josh's siblings and their families. We really had a great time, and as always with any Dean get together lots of food, lots of fun, and of course lots of...kids! My camera was full ( I know, I'm as bad as Mama Dean, but I have every intention of taking care of that asap.), so I didn't take hardly any pics, however I did capture one pic of Mama and Papa Dean with all the little munchkins. Take note of how Gabe just happens to be the only child throwing an absolute fit, Also take note that the last time we attempted a grandparent/grandchildren pic, Bailee was the one acting like Gabe...seriously...what can I say, like mother like child (cause really inside every time we have family pictures, I feel crying like that). I think it is due to the fact that my family had professional family pictures taken every year of our lives until we moved away. They are great to look back on now, but they are still not my most favorite past time. Anyhow, I have the most wonderful in-laws and we always have a great time when we get together. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJVwyjymhnR-7kI0-xf6UbXzm-8XI3van4hicPm4ulxCQVrWFm2AaSXcjNTe2Gr7m4kOOOCqaJMH0Yqu5Q7vc_KIxgHXFHke32L8Up6J4k0RO76RVP6N3JqG6vzrRwRYYisZfaNATmEUg/s1600-h/SDC10971.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJVwyjymhnR-7kI0-xf6UbXzm-8XI3van4hicPm4ulxCQVrWFm2AaSXcjNTe2Gr7m4kOOOCqaJMH0Yqu5Q7vc_KIxgHXFHke32L8Up6J4k0RO76RVP6N3JqG6vzrRwRYYisZfaNATmEUg/s200/SDC10971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366989163654097058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZHPEaWftqijR6gg4XPaI6JGQaZsVp4SxiP6w-lwQbmWESk85WwXFFJa0hRWMDSzjHQmd3lvBwZGG7r56SToITwStWwNqXOnkn_hkbCCrIMeaSpMebez4IP31f-64F7tH3Nc7mvkoPPOm/s1600-h/SDC10965_4.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZHPEaWftqijR6gg4XPaI6JGQaZsVp4SxiP6w-lwQbmWESk85WwXFFJa0hRWMDSzjHQmd3lvBwZGG7r56SToITwStWwNqXOnkn_hkbCCrIMeaSpMebez4IP31f-64F7tH3Nc7mvkoPPOm/s200/SDC10965_4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366989160312611858" /></a>thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-560167748355770213.post-16167247078285731142009-08-06T15:25:00.000-07:002009-08-06T18:41:22.982-07:00Hope you had a Happy 4th... (of July...and Aug.)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJTIdF3Sei6iUiRgKjfsGBMEk1At_CJlkiItxIdkGLRb2QsOAqCoCocLq9zc-omAWQYPD7kkRZ5juhkxycaaqOAiwRYMnhAA9n6skas9077ZV1EPMWz8-L5t_yO4_pywRAjK4BijAyd_U/s1600-h/SDC10792_2.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJTIdF3Sei6iUiRgKjfsGBMEk1At_CJlkiItxIdkGLRb2QsOAqCoCocLq9zc-omAWQYPD7kkRZ5juhkxycaaqOAiwRYMnhAA9n6skas9077ZV1EPMWz8-L5t_yO4_pywRAjK4BijAyd_U/s200/SDC10792_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366984553151389362" /></a><br />We have done lots of fun things this summer and I've got a lot to update so hold on...First off, we had a great Fourth of July. We did the usual parade and fireworks (only I am a little concerned that we need to work on Bailee's parade etiquette. She really made no effort to get any candy. But, it didn't make matters any better that the little girl in front of us was so sweet and kept bringing back Bailee candy as she lounged in her chair. What is this world coming to, I thought I taught her better than that. We're talking elbows out, bag ready, etc...oh well.) As for the fireworks, my in-laws neighbor puts on quite a show (an illegal one) but a great one at that. Bai was scared...shocker, I know, but she was just fine watching them through the window. All in all we had a great day and a what better reason than to celebrate our freedom!thedeanfamilyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10279756433300532062noreply@blogger.com1