tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12535694748229561752024-02-07T17:47:46.716-08:00The Earl FamilyThe Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.comBlogger234125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-14577731969159045432021-05-25T14:18:00.001-07:002021-05-28T17:31:38.797-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Q: When is the time to teach your children? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">A: When they are ready </span></div><div><br /></div><div>When is the right age to tell your children that Santa Claus is not real? That you are the one who buys the presents and hides them under the tree?
I had no idea when to teach my children that Santa wasn’t real. I just watched them to see if they had quizzical or suspicious looks during Christmas when we mentioned Santa. Because I was an observer, I knew when it was not the right time, and I waited patiently for the right time to come. </div><div><br /></div><div>That time came 3 years ago in January, when my oldest daughter was 9 years old. She came to me one morning when we were getting ready for school and said, “Is Santa Claus real?” I looked at her and saw she was serious. I didn’t want to rush the answer, so I figured if she was late for school, what would they really do? What does a tardy really mean to a fourth grader in the grand scheme of life?
I ran downstairs, grabbed a picture off the wall, and closed my bedroom door so the younger children wouldn’t hear. I showed her the picture and had the following questions and answers with her: </div><div><br /></div><div>Question I asked <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span></span>Answer she gave </div><div>How does Santa Claus hold you when you tell him what you want? <span> </span> On his lap </div><div>What colors does Santa wear? <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Red and white </div><div>Does Santa smile when he sees children? <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span> Yes </div><div>Does Santa love to give children what they ask him for? <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Yes </div><div>Does Santa ‘see you when you’re sleeping’ and knows when you’re awake? Does he know if you’ve been bad or good? <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span> Yes </div><div>Who are we really talking about? <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> <span> </span><span> </span> </span>Jesus </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrWO-s28XRTmoyYkAapCL_dO8kcT6RuZnEnhyphenhyphenRnZ5mwOXrIIA2s7ffcP2hqJ8OXPmJ5vZR-EMf7LLzoVIxFnMQwZ3yL2qIWrN2vr5ljKFV48Vvb__M7jTd9rWCjziBmNEXafffTtqy4GD/s1650/Jesus+photo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1650" data-original-width="1275" height="453" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrWO-s28XRTmoyYkAapCL_dO8kcT6RuZnEnhyphenhyphenRnZ5mwOXrIIA2s7ffcP2hqJ8OXPmJ5vZR-EMf7LLzoVIxFnMQwZ3yL2qIWrN2vr5ljKFV48Vvb__M7jTd9rWCjziBmNEXafffTtqy4GD/w349-h453/Jesus+photo.jpg" width="349" /></a></div><div> She and I talked for about 10 minutes and she was excited when we were done. This conversation was a full meal for her, meaning she was hungry for answers and she received them. I could have given her a small snack by saying, “No, he isn’t, but I’ll explain the rest after school.” This snack would have been unsatisfactory, because when you are hungry, you want to eat, not snack.
If I had given her a ‘snack’ answer, she might have asked more questions to kids at school, and they would have told her that her parents were Santa. She probably would have been disappointed and not come back to me for more questions. </div><div><br /></div><div>When you give your children a full feast instead of a snack, you are telling your child you are available to answer questions, so they feel more comfortable coming to you later with more questions. This is a crucial part of parenting! You want your children to feel comfortable coming to you with questions, and trusting that you will give them full and honest answers, tailored to their emotional level. </div><div><br /></div><div>Because I waited to tell my daughter until she was ready, I didn’t spoil the magic of Christmas for her. When you teach a child too early, it can sometimes make them bitter about the experience. When the child is mature enough to hear the answer, they will be able to better regulate their emotions, rather than being too young to hear the answers to questions. </div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b> Word count: 545
</b></div>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-18224865466376016952021-05-25T10:24:00.004-07:002021-05-28T17:31:21.003-07:00<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">R E S P E C T – Parents should require respect </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">from their children </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></div><div>Why should parents require respect from their children? Why not ask for it, and if it is not given, why make a big deal about it? The answer comes from William J. Doherty, Ph.D. who said, “Parents whose children treat them disrespectfully will eventually start to fear and resent their children.<span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>1</b></span>” No parent wants to fear or resent their children; we want to love them. </div><div><br /></div><div> Here are 10 tips to be respected by your children<span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>2</b></span>: </div><div> 1. Respect your child </div><div> 2. Expect respect </div><div> 3. Explain your new policy on respect to your children </div><div> 4. Tune your ears to the sound of respect and disrespect </div><div> 5. Nip disrespectful behavior in the bud </div><div> 6. Use a special tone of voice in response to disrespect </div><div> 7. Use time-outs for non-cooperation when the child will not stop the disrespectful behavior </div><div> 8. Be firm but keep your cool </div><div> 9. Combine zero tolerance with a long-term view. Challenge every disrespectful behavior-without exception </div><div> 10. If the problem is chronic and these strategies don’t work, consider seeking family therapy </div><div><br /></div><div> My oldest, who is 12 years old, has lately begun speaking with an insolent tone of voice to me and her dad. I have been talking to my husband, Joel, about my parenting class for school and what I’ve been learning. One evening after dinner she made a rude comment for her dad and then walked away. I nudged his elbow and looked at him with wide eyes. He sighed, and then called for her to come back. He told her in a firm voice, “You don’t speak to your dad that way. You’re off electronics for the rest of the night.” Later I told him that I was proud of him for expecting respect. </div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudWj5UgB9nvX5RHY4cjS2bhXCKxbHdvoYAYfiOUqQmTSd-kfP-9a_vZaQVo6GY6T1cncQ_3mR47L9fmUI3qRsB8oW8k9r8A0EAR5dr2GLaAkmIdI0DAt9hfKu27T8bpW5Z7PNx85j-LiX/s2048/20210528_191220.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgudWj5UgB9nvX5RHY4cjS2bhXCKxbHdvoYAYfiOUqQmTSd-kfP-9a_vZaQVo6GY6T1cncQ_3mR47L9fmUI3qRsB8oW8k9r8A0EAR5dr2GLaAkmIdI0DAt9hfKu27T8bpW5Z7PNx85j-LiX/s320/20210528_191220.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYIcrR3zrY1xQOH0PMlfqfSg-8Ad1OVcU8K80oEAr74Uf0GMy_L9_TzJ2irVWSUrZLGVjHDWmN8XBFMswcNYdCRpLhreOYz0Pd5JqaaNhrzXNTIUlvSGguy46BxPw4A63Z62D39NAa7ujZ/s2048/20210528_191244.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYIcrR3zrY1xQOH0PMlfqfSg-8Ad1OVcU8K80oEAr74Uf0GMy_L9_TzJ2irVWSUrZLGVjHDWmN8XBFMswcNYdCRpLhreOYz0Pd5JqaaNhrzXNTIUlvSGguy46BxPw4A63Z62D39NAa7ujZ/s320/20210528_191244.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div> We have not been good at nipping disrespectful behavior in the bed, and we plan to start now. We do not want this behavior to keep getting worse, especially when she will be getting older and hormones will kick in which will make her attitude even worse. We want our younger children to see that we will not accept rude behavior so they will act respectfully.
As Dr. Haim G. Ginott said, “Children need a clear definition of what is acceptable and what is unacceptable behavior. It’s difficult for them not to act out their impulses and desires without parental help. When they know the clear limits of permissive behavior, they feel more secure.” </div><div><br /></div><div><b> WORD COUNT: 447</b> </div><div><br /></div><div> <span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>1</b></span> Doherty, William J. (2013). Take Back Your Kids: How to Teach and Get Respect. Excellence & Ethics, Winter/Spring 2013, 1-4 </div><div><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>2</b></span> Ginott, Dr. Haim G. (2003). Between Parent and Child. Harmony Press. (192-203)
</div>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-25325929923249040542021-05-22T20:27:00.003-07:002021-05-28T17:30:47.447-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">Why is a medal for everyone not a good idea? </span></b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">When everyone wins, nobody wins. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>The other day my four children were running in the front yard. “Ready?” my son, age 10, yelled. “Go!” They all ran as fast as they could to the swing and jumped on. The 12 and 10 year old ran the fastest and jumped right on the swing. The 7 year old ran a little slower and waited for the swing to come back and then jumped on. The 4 year old ran fast, but even so, was the last one on the swing.
The 4 year old came to me pouting a moment later and said he had to wait to get on the swing and he was sad he wasn’t as fast. I explained to him that his legs are shorter than the other kids, but that he will keep growing taller and taller. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcR1sVJKtpnjixtJqF-E0MpFXWWLbZoyQe_YIcYDW6N_wJODShC8KZpCa7h289yqcy8kBFZwIIY0cwYWCkDTjnLyy-fIYQpW5MYoPAW1RWyxOU5fYexaF0CsQVb5KutMxkytNIYGJJ7MSx/s2048/20210320_160539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1152" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcR1sVJKtpnjixtJqF-E0MpFXWWLbZoyQe_YIcYDW6N_wJODShC8KZpCa7h289yqcy8kBFZwIIY0cwYWCkDTjnLyy-fIYQpW5MYoPAW1RWyxOU5fYexaF0CsQVb5KutMxkytNIYGJJ7MSx/s320/20210320_160539.jpg" /></a></div><div>We can’t expect that all kids will be on an equal playing field; this will be detrimental to them as they begin college and working, as they learn that sometimes, there are people who are smarter, stronger, and faster than you.
If I had interrupted their play and said to them, ‘Run as fast as you can to the swing, but don’t get on until everyone is there’ would not have been as fun. It is exhilarating to run fast and feel the pleasure of being first. </div><div><br /></div><div>My son mentioned earlier was told by the physical education coach at his school that everyone in his class needed to run 4 laps around the playground. He said he was one of the first kids done, and when he sat down, the coach told him to keep running laps until everyone had finished their 4 laps. My son felt frustrated. He told me later that he likes running fast, he likes passing kids, and he loves the burst of speed he gets at the end when he is almost to the finish line. After finishing his 5th lap, he started walking, slower and slower, dragging his feet. He said he felt like he was being punished because he couldn’t stop until everyone was done with their laps. At the end, almost the whole class was glaring at two kids who were holding up the entire class as they slowly strolled the playground, making everyone else do extra laps. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48Iv8FwTgSxYifm4TT1w8nZ8Sw9Iq-ApZsSSSS_AMwehDziTkA6L90XMQck9DKhaF8qrKyiDA4AA18PexBliD33h-3HOHoVgriGyZfWVg1nz6wOW4QwYwe2RrQ7XyiDDX35I8lr_Z2aAm/s2048/mm-54-1536854913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1363" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48Iv8FwTgSxYifm4TT1w8nZ8Sw9Iq-ApZsSSSS_AMwehDziTkA6L90XMQck9DKhaF8qrKyiDA4AA18PexBliD33h-3HOHoVgriGyZfWVg1nz6wOW4QwYwe2RrQ7XyiDDX35I8lr_Z2aAm/s320/mm-54-1536854913.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">This is the problem of making everyone a winner, no one really wins.
The winner should be the best, the first. They should not be on an equal level as the slowest, or the nonathletic. If the coach had perhaps instead said something along the lines of ‘Once you finish your 4 laps you may play on the swings, slide, and monkey bars’ then the kids who try hard are rewarded. The kids who don’t put any effort into the activity, are not. Perhaps it would inspire the slow kids to jog instead of walk. Maybe they would learn that doing something quickly they don’t like, goes by faster than doing it slowly.</span></div></div><div><br /></div><div> Author Joanna Popcock<b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">1</span></b> said, “Studies show that feedback is a necessary component in the building of a child’s sense of self-worth. But, interestingly, students do not seem to need praise in order to thrive.” If the coach had said the children who finished their 4 laps, “You ran your 4 laps at ___ time. See if next week you can shave some time off.” That would have been feedback. Instead, he tried to praise all the children by having them finish their laps at the same time, so they all began and ended together. This did not encourage or unify the children, but rather created discord among them. </div><div><br /></div><div>
<b><span style="color: #2b00fe;">1 </span></b>Popcock, Joanna (2017). Are We Spoiling Our Kids with Too Much Praise? J Astor Daily. https://daily.jstor.org/are-we-spoiling-our-kids-with-too-much-praise/ </div><div><br /></div><div><b>WORD COUNT: 635
</b></div></div>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-27604862472813740612012-05-18T10:54:00.000-07:002012-05-18T10:58:05.435-07:00Bass Pro ShopBass Pro Shop in Rancho Cucamonga does free photos with Santa during December. You get a free 5x7 and can order more if you want. You can also take your own camera in and took photos, which is what we did. Joel got there early and got 2 tickets for the time slot we wanted , while I picked up the kids from Tanya and took them back to my work and got them ready in the bathroom. We met Daddy at Bass, and while Joel and Ryan waited in line, I watched Laura while she went on the free merry-go-round. Of course all the animals were bears, reindeer etc, just what you would expect at Bass! The Santa was AMAZING! He was in a closed room so it wasn't noisy, and he was so kind and gracious. I had been prepping her for a while, and she met Santa at the ward party, but I wanted these photos to be perfect, and they are!
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Waiting for our turn to meet Santa
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I love Ryan's goofy smile!
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Don't you love Laura's pink cowgirl boots with her Christmas dress? (one of her Christmas dresses?)
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2YYgSJD93-Himd7RGo25Oq7NWuHNrKaGCV8HBxCKNnTlX6EPHaJ63abXRnGvLL_rzZG4PJpXV4VLmAXC3jPo51yNIoVvY_STZsMcxMOJOfZAl2Qh2xmtzwkzTLCn2krc1sRJ1mwkooFf/s1600/100_5626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="300" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp2YYgSJD93-Himd7RGo25Oq7NWuHNrKaGCV8HBxCKNnTlX6EPHaJ63abXRnGvLL_rzZG4PJpXV4VLmAXC3jPo51yNIoVvY_STZsMcxMOJOfZAl2Qh2xmtzwkzTLCn2krc1sRJ1mwkooFf/s400/100_5626.jpg" /></a></div>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-61381117000523140302012-01-08T18:39:00.000-08:002012-01-08T18:43:15.354-08:00Ugly sweater partyWe went to the Comstocks for an Ugly Sweater party. I borrowed mine from Briana at work and Joel bought his from Goodwill. I had some white flannel and we cut up snowflakes (those are Way Harder than you would think!) and Joel poured red sprinkles on the tape when he put them on the sweater. It was fun to see everyone's sweaters!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3Q4ENvn2Ne8lnYD-9NkAYtP2UJ_RPlqtfXHDDVU0thjEj2gP7gd7nuMP6KKTT6v6iKQuuXQUc3y1LZ6UKqhxrhRTAq6Hp4gagMOIJbkl3uSYN5EabbH1h8sD4Sg1CVe0r3rpEd2IfbLH/s1600/100_5685.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3Q4ENvn2Ne8lnYD-9NkAYtP2UJ_RPlqtfXHDDVU0thjEj2gP7gd7nuMP6KKTT6v6iKQuuXQUc3y1LZ6UKqhxrhRTAq6Hp4gagMOIJbkl3uSYN5EabbH1h8sD4Sg1CVe0r3rpEd2IfbLH/s400/100_5685.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695456738465617874" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-16150631390714568472012-01-08T18:32:00.000-08:002012-01-08T18:39:18.156-08:00Grandpa and GamzeGrandpa and Ryan: 2 guys with blue eyes!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8oyAfUtWAIILKV01-zUjId5qwMW4wIa2loNoJzNVUOF330OVvDB0K__WH1a7dpdIphxjsqLbp8EVH1MQGqNRq8wBwReP68NHlRGqGKW0q3PwT23TQ6Zpyh8jqjuOld8nY6OL8343fyJ20/s1600/100_5623.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8oyAfUtWAIILKV01-zUjId5qwMW4wIa2loNoJzNVUOF330OVvDB0K__WH1a7dpdIphxjsqLbp8EVH1MQGqNRq8wBwReP68NHlRGqGKW0q3PwT23TQ6Zpyh8jqjuOld8nY6OL8343fyJ20/s400/100_5623.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695456043889925538" /></a><br />Laura and Gamze in the matching jammies, too cute!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-RssPbqQWMm97MXJKV5kv-cmlEbHN_OMLM1jaOHQ3XPIlihkygXd2dgpFo3bAuRS0SPCluiV5ANDbPoQ0Kz9kP9jz6y1JdnSrUk0fGAZLkuOLTjUUYJzuY42EXQppPbsTCffudKrSMiH9/s1600/100_5630.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-RssPbqQWMm97MXJKV5kv-cmlEbHN_OMLM1jaOHQ3XPIlihkygXd2dgpFo3bAuRS0SPCluiV5ANDbPoQ0Kz9kP9jz6y1JdnSrUk0fGAZLkuOLTjUUYJzuY42EXQppPbsTCffudKrSMiH9/s400/100_5630.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695456042368185298" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDWIBG_TvmTUDpLU-k5or57v39LV_yCxahXHFsuW2fPjApcFUFE9_JhYXyqZVZhjGc_uGN9fShygwNv34vNLZLndl1Ev4j5JgYXKa4oCwOeBvMQFl2q60N0V_FwfLxds-pZqJy4FRMejw/s1600/100_5632.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDWIBG_TvmTUDpLU-k5or57v39LV_yCxahXHFsuW2fPjApcFUFE9_JhYXyqZVZhjGc_uGN9fShygwNv34vNLZLndl1Ev4j5JgYXKa4oCwOeBvMQFl2q60N0V_FwfLxds-pZqJy4FRMejw/s400/100_5632.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695456032606237890" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrFl05ZcF8dg9IzqT6irtIO8GJ9m9ATkmX3uHqZMapclqH3mh-esj-4mXQZfPQg8zABcl68vG7ilu5IOpWK1BxYfjqjOX8J8Td1tLbEnOFF-mYu33Ljdh68bVQtAGkYQUpyKmUz54Rluo/s1600/100_5633.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWrFl05ZcF8dg9IzqT6irtIO8GJ9m9ATkmX3uHqZMapclqH3mh-esj-4mXQZfPQg8zABcl68vG7ilu5IOpWK1BxYfjqjOX8J8Td1tLbEnOFF-mYu33Ljdh68bVQtAGkYQUpyKmUz54Rluo/s400/100_5633.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695456024876444594" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-62511030466139588702012-01-08T18:25:00.000-08:002012-01-08T18:32:12.642-08:00LA Auto ShowJoel got free tickets to the LA Auto Show. This was our 6th year that we have gone; suprising? Not really, Joel loves looking at all the cars. He found his dream truck, a 4 door diesel long bed.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumnDt2LQ19y233US3iMw8LEHtQGzHVXFbiB_nqdl4D7o5HjQGRpA561rnYZ6AlCUdhBaMSPtJvGbol1_Kr-lR5eYg_n9QtsfhPNJWcRNEUXdYs-vjjGwNBulX3Ks49t6HbqeMyPPFktTN/s1600/100_5607.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumnDt2LQ19y233US3iMw8LEHtQGzHVXFbiB_nqdl4D7o5HjQGRpA561rnYZ6AlCUdhBaMSPtJvGbol1_Kr-lR5eYg_n9QtsfhPNJWcRNEUXdYs-vjjGwNBulX3Ks49t6HbqeMyPPFktTN/s400/100_5607.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695453696281376450" /></a><br />Laura and I enjoyed the new Beetle.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrhjMzncokcfPHtAUyefVrzzLMCz_Ttqx4K7o01z5ojnvdgT3cJsaq-SdczkejDn7l_3X3h6Dt6fSgLWZrEPhArj71wdUHZGhzsNTCdpN4rmxOrUPRmDL0GvAf-u35Qzeeydf_ZrkBydB/s1600/100_5609.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrhjMzncokcfPHtAUyefVrzzLMCz_Ttqx4K7o01z5ojnvdgT3cJsaq-SdczkejDn7l_3X3h6Dt6fSgLWZrEPhArj71wdUHZGhzsNTCdpN4rmxOrUPRmDL0GvAf-u35Qzeeydf_ZrkBydB/s400/100_5609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695453687982307938" /></a><br />While Joel pushed sleeping Ryan in the stroller, Laura enjoyed playing on the bouncers that were set up in the corner. She played on those for about 45 minutes! She feel asleep as soon as we got in the car to go home!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-4OWwYCHHUebzSYVrOjxi2vEliTo66CEvfHO5NopFQPf9SHBJMXLIyG0rN6Mvpa5n_Z-wXFvx_taNEyMmcSfPZ6olYGY8RM_v-UuEadVhKpSS10MBrMaX_Z2Yt4Lvkc3ZY7s_k-xpzO9g/s1600/100_5616.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-4OWwYCHHUebzSYVrOjxi2vEliTo66CEvfHO5NopFQPf9SHBJMXLIyG0rN6Mvpa5n_Z-wXFvx_taNEyMmcSfPZ6olYGY8RM_v-UuEadVhKpSS10MBrMaX_Z2Yt4Lvkc3ZY7s_k-xpzO9g/s400/100_5616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695453684909940418" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGceHVeccC3YQhRumXkBGvsSF8WjKGdApM1ny6LrAx1V4pZ5xecMDlQ_l_CLNnpKIqh2XauHnGZUxsuYPpQM2WoQtGFbhoWPGumqQm8U96aPTKOw4WGyl7vc6PgPCC9g4_Bl5iCVlBYuLh/s1600/100_5618.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGceHVeccC3YQhRumXkBGvsSF8WjKGdApM1ny6LrAx1V4pZ5xecMDlQ_l_CLNnpKIqh2XauHnGZUxsuYPpQM2WoQtGFbhoWPGumqQm8U96aPTKOw4WGyl7vc6PgPCC9g4_Bl5iCVlBYuLh/s400/100_5618.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695453675680241666" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghsObmCdVDzDlUSS7CI4PfHJ4jCgeGwb3siXuVVIOItFVFG5ajBybOZg1_a1KfPudq8FzsrjuLb1H25A7akp-HXWcKCtSMTug-IImDUlnJOjxq2Yap5vzsqIVwjWk9UcFDJZPQVnyQX7Us/s1600/100_5619.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghsObmCdVDzDlUSS7CI4PfHJ4jCgeGwb3siXuVVIOItFVFG5ajBybOZg1_a1KfPudq8FzsrjuLb1H25A7akp-HXWcKCtSMTug-IImDUlnJOjxq2Yap5vzsqIVwjWk9UcFDJZPQVnyQX7Us/s400/100_5619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695453671134977762" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-52655708885714652172012-01-08T18:19:00.000-08:002012-01-08T18:25:10.388-08:00Knotts Berry FarmWe had a fun time at Knott's Berry Farm wth Gramps and Grams for Vetran's Day! Thank you for taking us, we appreciated spending the day with you!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgp8rW0LpwsrjzJi_QgukdwEI7vLXFCFhAwG5zBr1chDqS3nQ_fOpRZDxeryRkJOVQ9ZP9q__Hg3va4mTWmDN4sk8WezOz-1nc_ilpicQCSQ5TmcXzxUHgYAF0HhyphenhyphenJwZ-XeXZHc_29O511/s1600/100_5590.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgp8rW0LpwsrjzJi_QgukdwEI7vLXFCFhAwG5zBr1chDqS3nQ_fOpRZDxeryRkJOVQ9ZP9q__Hg3va4mTWmDN4sk8WezOz-1nc_ilpicQCSQ5TmcXzxUHgYAF0HhyphenhyphenJwZ-XeXZHc_29O511/s400/100_5590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695452399563562066" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAm2P2l5wUjFCQUX41Rp9gIQf-xkfNpPJpDwIT-e83ziMxaKdTAFxBkQZU5rkMzRTm1W3CF-F3hjZBf29ut21EywAlzmtwkPMGH1OqbaWeeGeWGo_a3gWWcOQ5KEXOfs6SxJf9_kibf2Z/s1600/100_5592.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAm2P2l5wUjFCQUX41Rp9gIQf-xkfNpPJpDwIT-e83ziMxaKdTAFxBkQZU5rkMzRTm1W3CF-F3hjZBf29ut21EywAlzmtwkPMGH1OqbaWeeGeWGo_a3gWWcOQ5KEXOfs6SxJf9_kibf2Z/s400/100_5592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695452390590163474" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd0EIqaL3dDkS4uZMLQacdVck-SzWyLNMBTl-OzrYbbb5oAR6FKuG9nlImfgXgq8qh-SqZswQOBjIm1ZsXBQdsoQItQ5p4y5pYrfvpZm7s9tG1CGhA_IxlxtOhISovi-ksX6S6g1lbXkD4/s1600/100_5594.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd0EIqaL3dDkS4uZMLQacdVck-SzWyLNMBTl-OzrYbbb5oAR6FKuG9nlImfgXgq8qh-SqZswQOBjIm1ZsXBQdsoQItQ5p4y5pYrfvpZm7s9tG1CGhA_IxlxtOhISovi-ksX6S6g1lbXkD4/s400/100_5594.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695452381630318130" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_PatlEgNbFQty9OIkGuSFb311k3CZP0We8dIsgzVLHUs4dZ2SLI3qbdeakQ2ow7CBQd0xtRpcKPyl9Xb2lbOGct_MM7wfI1DhGni9ix6WCiSR1bP3KyhivWd2TWspaSjVG3KaMYg8mje/s1600/100_5597.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3_PatlEgNbFQty9OIkGuSFb311k3CZP0We8dIsgzVLHUs4dZ2SLI3qbdeakQ2ow7CBQd0xtRpcKPyl9Xb2lbOGct_MM7wfI1DhGni9ix6WCiSR1bP3KyhivWd2TWspaSjVG3KaMYg8mje/s400/100_5597.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695452365802017522" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHCVuz5jslUXZmy1pHdg3EqZsKgiN9BkYc5eLawVA3ggH0SPao4QIcOYo7YJOWdFZDCOXQduYpCcE6aVk0mms5rnawfLq8RJAI_XLq0DnO8GEsEj5ihIzmvTDwr8RORfdF4N-TBGzhwyJo/s1600/100_5602.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHCVuz5jslUXZmy1pHdg3EqZsKgiN9BkYc5eLawVA3ggH0SPao4QIcOYo7YJOWdFZDCOXQduYpCcE6aVk0mms5rnawfLq8RJAI_XLq0DnO8GEsEj5ihIzmvTDwr8RORfdF4N-TBGzhwyJo/s400/100_5602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695452360737313682" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-87500512277030723702011-11-13T12:52:00.000-08:002011-11-13T13:19:53.181-08:00It's NOT Girly!I got this Ralph Lauren outfit at a fancy smancy store with Ashleigh. We both thought the blue mark at the bottom of one leg was a stain, but it is the "RL" mark signifying it is a Ralph Lauren outfit. (Oh yes, of course, because my kids wear so much Ralph Lauren clothing I knew that.)<br />Joel was a little iffy about the outfit, but I put Ryan in it and we went to church. While nursing him during sacrament meeting I tok off his sweater and then didn't put it back on because he seemed too warm (and the sweater is an argyle/wool blend). 3, yes 3, people told me that my daughter looked so sweet, and that her eyes are so blue, and that my daughter's dimples are so cute. I had the outfit drycleaned and am going to return it. I thought it was so classic looking, but obviously others didn't think so.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiIhSdpDqnGj26zb2QLytOHStei7zROtoBZhjufj58zFiyaLjpHJ_bHELVyBMwD41cwfRBrhfchEIuNjIzG1pxr8XBx4fwv1BX3dMI3UvBV2_5ta8EkULkBwunJgrRt2n6zcJDOKGLckp/s1600/100_5580.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiIhSdpDqnGj26zb2QLytOHStei7zROtoBZhjufj58zFiyaLjpHJ_bHELVyBMwD41cwfRBrhfchEIuNjIzG1pxr8XBx4fwv1BX3dMI3UvBV2_5ta8EkULkBwunJgrRt2n6zcJDOKGLckp/s400/100_5580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674586869356111026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMhPIZppaIRJBAd0Fx7Sp5Ytu-Y0PJKgtB3HzT37Alz5uspdpurUxhYoe_Lpx58XQ7UFkw_6FZ0h49s-ejJ9KBbLCoafK6aN-mZmJmsxYjQ-wgR2WYCRuP0DEevYY9_I5MFpqAFda4XCq/s1600/100_5585.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkMhPIZppaIRJBAd0Fx7Sp5Ytu-Y0PJKgtB3HzT37Alz5uspdpurUxhYoe_Lpx58XQ7UFkw_6FZ0h49s-ejJ9KBbLCoafK6aN-mZmJmsxYjQ-wgR2WYCRuP0DEevYY9_I5MFpqAFda4XCq/s400/100_5585.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674586868003562578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrCiTzJpdk_EHtDbPH2qBRzy2yEhlabn0Xe_-xArCY5anXu4aDXdJgZf5-XhPiY9EFeFgNcbdH-yX49buVGvAVEgw85IjtLGHDfEUDM1CxM2YsxE5yV3K2Mm_hMLuwW8SQtUabvUoTQML/s1600/100_5586.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtrCiTzJpdk_EHtDbPH2qBRzy2yEhlabn0Xe_-xArCY5anXu4aDXdJgZf5-XhPiY9EFeFgNcbdH-yX49buVGvAVEgw85IjtLGHDfEUDM1CxM2YsxE5yV3K2Mm_hMLuwW8SQtUabvUoTQML/s400/100_5586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674586859960526546" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9S6GJ0yBDuCUYDXW3PZuXv0PN2flobyBIug7SQ8OuuimfTpGeg9g8QUAHtcVru3yrC15qvThWtqHWHnlTI6BFdxwhdc53rWQBiDJhzRn2Cv6WZYuSE8JGM15BohX9V7qyZkHmSKgRM0z/s1600/100_5589.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin9S6GJ0yBDuCUYDXW3PZuXv0PN2flobyBIug7SQ8OuuimfTpGeg9g8QUAHtcVru3yrC15qvThWtqHWHnlTI6BFdxwhdc53rWQBiDJhzRn2Cv6WZYuSE8JGM15BohX9V7qyZkHmSKgRM0z/s400/100_5589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674586845616910578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyM76Vf3W0k0BPikLmfAQ97wwuMbV_XbhojwLkL5K5nBRPqFpCGDPmeOcI2MY-CT4EUx71qqSOMr0vXYxh_e9AFaZsjjFL2HbAPdn1G8iIaTHMRskUCa7KWgxuLIYtswrGJD3NyY6AmqDM/s1600/100_5587.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyM76Vf3W0k0BPikLmfAQ97wwuMbV_XbhojwLkL5K5nBRPqFpCGDPmeOcI2MY-CT4EUx71qqSOMr0vXYxh_e9AFaZsjjFL2HbAPdn1G8iIaTHMRskUCa7KWgxuLIYtswrGJD3NyY6AmqDM/s400/100_5587.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674586840440955090" /></a><br /><em></em>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-198730586944208512011-11-13T12:42:00.000-08:002011-11-13T12:52:17.867-08:00RandomBath time, I love Ryan's wink!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FE-o7DHItP997IfCzyjOso4Pp4jzGEyrG1E5bQZRcKZ3JRxBPqeLGQaFwnVmLjZtcg_CrGuCvEDUR6wW4f5PEXRZtLb-_7rClud9i1x78Ch0WyloCmEy5iFIbyjfa03VU5S82EbsaWxE/s1600/100_5526.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FE-o7DHItP997IfCzyjOso4Pp4jzGEyrG1E5bQZRcKZ3JRxBPqeLGQaFwnVmLjZtcg_CrGuCvEDUR6wW4f5PEXRZtLb-_7rClud9i1x78Ch0WyloCmEy5iFIbyjfa03VU5S82EbsaWxE/s400/100_5526.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674585674289762690" /></a><br />Our outfits to church the Sunday before Halloween. I love Laura's fall jumper<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNpjI44evAcTM6bdLdjlgPrZHj8ss-O6SOUgjo3PTejnF7YHtJZTqkDbE_YcbhxK8cGgqLOE_0-ntzGu4-aOFjrwOIJcr6Ub2FTScqHk44db_rh-OwNvSxbnS6JpXWUYjgp-EPFg1KVGz/s1600/100_5531.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfNpjI44evAcTM6bdLdjlgPrZHj8ss-O6SOUgjo3PTejnF7YHtJZTqkDbE_YcbhxK8cGgqLOE_0-ntzGu4-aOFjrwOIJcr6Ub2FTScqHk44db_rh-OwNvSxbnS6JpXWUYjgp-EPFg1KVGz/s400/100_5531.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674585670189986466" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-23353814053159916552011-11-12T19:24:00.000-08:002011-11-13T12:40:04.277-08:00Grrr, I'm Tigger!First and last time in these pjs; I had to squeeeeze him into them!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHgw2y6S_uApBt_800QrYnj-cG-C08P0m08vBvMUXH5jM7hsjA5MD7PE8et3iJMfYUHKdLs6o6jK73HotMcTOsIah73NTxSmTQdck0ZKMfFOxuo-49lN9sFdZRPglBZwcWs4JljEYLrMV/s1600/100_5568.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcHgw2y6S_uApBt_800QrYnj-cG-C08P0m08vBvMUXH5jM7hsjA5MD7PE8et3iJMfYUHKdLs6o6jK73HotMcTOsIah73NTxSmTQdck0ZKMfFOxuo-49lN9sFdZRPglBZwcWs4JljEYLrMV/s400/100_5568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674582486447753442" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyDd3zhnmIA8hI1e_3vXPSJE1gAMk0B3FoViLtEQ_L7AcxgEe65ZerSXOzc5Ip26wxx3PJRP9KV7R7RbQ94LKd48m-H4WSQaIi8S_p93D2CUC1qYLKwz3pD4MNSibw6RDiWjzzv-jrW0OL/s1600/100_5569.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyDd3zhnmIA8hI1e_3vXPSJE1gAMk0B3FoViLtEQ_L7AcxgEe65ZerSXOzc5Ip26wxx3PJRP9KV7R7RbQ94LKd48m-H4WSQaIi8S_p93D2CUC1qYLKwz3pD4MNSibw6RDiWjzzv-jrW0OL/s400/100_5569.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674582469739614754" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHU33OPgWC2-pjxW-MDRn8ESNHdN3JFwshGT2kZvSoMw3kaBxvEcqVCNAujTPJc7xjmOqE5rNeNp7kKl_TeDC2qFVT2hSCAvTADBfIaV7Xtnh05u5E6HyFDGBDgPgbRakypSidc8t5qFb/s1600/100_5571.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHU33OPgWC2-pjxW-MDRn8ESNHdN3JFwshGT2kZvSoMw3kaBxvEcqVCNAujTPJc7xjmOqE5rNeNp7kKl_TeDC2qFVT2hSCAvTADBfIaV7Xtnh05u5E6HyFDGBDgPgbRakypSidc8t5qFb/s400/100_5571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674582463672897826" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-78304042846464106812011-11-06T14:02:00.000-08:002011-11-06T14:20:39.298-08:00Going Hawaiian!Ryann is wearing an outfit we got from Aubry. When I pulled it out of the box of clothes Sunday morning, I said "This is so cute, and I know the perfect outfit Laura will wear today to church to match!" Laura is wearing Gamze's Hawaiian dress that Gokhan and De bought for her when we went to Hawaii for Kelly's 18th birthday. Wow, how often do you hear of someone going to Hawaii for a week for their 18th birthday? I guess when your sister works for Pleasant Holidays! We had free airfare from LAX to Maui and upgraded our hotel from a room to a suite so De, Gokahn and Gamze could stay with us. I can't believe Gamze was the age Laura is now. Although I miss Pleasant Holidays and the free trips (I went to Hawaii 6 times, the Caribean, and Washington DC) we are happy where we are now. Life is good.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzA8G7FMMCYDcTmEp5shnoP10HpYTt6atu8ZSABz8r5blcEYmMyWWDOoIUgPrcfHZ98Ffj-hYhPcV7uI8Z8P-2Q7x8Ib4DA0QQgOzXh8y0Tek4iA89rwRPaxlHx7aBcdDmJfUPCMMuDNJE/s1600/100_5511.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzA8G7FMMCYDcTmEp5shnoP10HpYTt6atu8ZSABz8r5blcEYmMyWWDOoIUgPrcfHZ98Ffj-hYhPcV7uI8Z8P-2Q7x8Ib4DA0QQgOzXh8y0Tek4iA89rwRPaxlHx7aBcdDmJfUPCMMuDNJE/s400/100_5511.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672008777464388546" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAB68SnJ8Gw8i1laWmmKDG8hcQaGFzww6sVkWltZHvTKjmEJjbW_TCpnAXk1LQJk_BaTwxg0LKtmF7NxfxFsBY4JOPCfVi1rUSN4P0JoaploZzkFzsTbVnlABEM8NSMKsS10aMT8xWgHAC/s1600/100_5514.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAB68SnJ8Gw8i1laWmmKDG8hcQaGFzww6sVkWltZHvTKjmEJjbW_TCpnAXk1LQJk_BaTwxg0LKtmF7NxfxFsBY4JOPCfVi1rUSN4P0JoaploZzkFzsTbVnlABEM8NSMKsS10aMT8xWgHAC/s400/100_5514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672008768592754290" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfGWiWms0JTk58KRHw7Xbz8nrNlq9-ezuXlZsgSTsVoEAXGZOB7d5VxSZry1JEnO5GwgpXbjxE3jtNZV1WXGbxG6N1hDz3s5B78O_LenyUP2x3EvNRnZZ53eSYOnaC8Hg7blgy_vB1Jsc/s1600/100_5510.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmfGWiWms0JTk58KRHw7Xbz8nrNlq9-ezuXlZsgSTsVoEAXGZOB7d5VxSZry1JEnO5GwgpXbjxE3jtNZV1WXGbxG6N1hDz3s5B78O_LenyUP2x3EvNRnZZ53eSYOnaC8Hg7blgy_vB1Jsc/s400/100_5510.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672008763380524546" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-59012023840684134252011-10-24T09:45:00.000-07:002011-11-06T14:02:54.615-08:00Are you my friend?Ryan wasn't sure if this was another baby to play with or Laura's doll, but he was happy trying to find out!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgub5uj9aQR65UDYRFhjYzlMIWgMEKGQf7ojlu-J-WKEQaTFFRlus8__6EVlwvn24mvuFDpFGdDpGmMCkiYYMAzbd9qnaPyrQLZOshI_UgEf-3QbgnXV3fPwu_r_Vb1H47c5pTG5xlgcQsL/s1600/100_5491.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgub5uj9aQR65UDYRFhjYzlMIWgMEKGQf7ojlu-J-WKEQaTFFRlus8__6EVlwvn24mvuFDpFGdDpGmMCkiYYMAzbd9qnaPyrQLZOshI_UgEf-3QbgnXV3fPwu_r_Vb1H47c5pTG5xlgcQsL/s400/100_5491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667101993394627874" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfqX5PnOXlWyBqszGVzvOZmrHvshWwjWQMWglBG_OouMjGwOw-tKqMbop25aRalhhgCY2vwAhKbEeIl-ZT1cROXuo8aoMZ7JxY8BV9bnAFmh9B5z8MV2RvIF8ntx15SQgSiTizlEclZ6g/s1600/100_5484.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfqX5PnOXlWyBqszGVzvOZmrHvshWwjWQMWglBG_OouMjGwOw-tKqMbop25aRalhhgCY2vwAhKbEeIl-ZT1cROXuo8aoMZ7JxY8BV9bnAFmh9B5z8MV2RvIF8ntx15SQgSiTizlEclZ6g/s400/100_5484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667101988263024514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFw9GYoUCNSi_zQ7_JoprU4WAW33rI5O06imltINDSRodMfWuVf21s1xE-9_G-Bl3WQxzP0Nmt1HcH10492U73odmZedDRvnVGvZA0iK8hCVWehJ3TViGq-RpiXOywU1DfPqCRjyHvCy1J/s1600/100_5486.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFw9GYoUCNSi_zQ7_JoprU4WAW33rI5O06imltINDSRodMfWuVf21s1xE-9_G-Bl3WQxzP0Nmt1HcH10492U73odmZedDRvnVGvZA0iK8hCVWehJ3TViGq-RpiXOywU1DfPqCRjyHvCy1J/s400/100_5486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667101972340620914" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQp72iqYGc0wXZHvrM0Kj__L58D7L7Kp4kfl2-9Gm-dozPQlf_quPNz4_fzkciYoxkroZ69gIGAqnzWnACaQf0hwCj84-MblV8OHMtWj7KteEJnKCg0lWioEX_88JOBBZwdDwnQ5eMHnT4/s1600/100_5488.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQp72iqYGc0wXZHvrM0Kj__L58D7L7Kp4kfl2-9Gm-dozPQlf_quPNz4_fzkciYoxkroZ69gIGAqnzWnACaQf0hwCj84-MblV8OHMtWj7KteEJnKCg0lWioEX_88JOBBZwdDwnQ5eMHnT4/s400/100_5488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667101968327460722" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-41202248889721747502011-10-24T09:41:00.000-07:002011-10-24T09:44:55.066-07:00Laura or Ryan?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3woMC06EnYHcrL0ccnCKIzbB_Bol2t60dQvg3livMLSQEFs-iloP0m1ZgCHHfRGOxpt8Wf5gBsIRBtuml4ZpmLckCDb5yx31REorAx9ULkoijHUw6vw8bSM9aWo9RBwtA2zZgLnXe1xvz/s1600/100_2565.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3woMC06EnYHcrL0ccnCKIzbB_Bol2t60dQvg3livMLSQEFs-iloP0m1ZgCHHfRGOxpt8Wf5gBsIRBtuml4ZpmLckCDb5yx31REorAx9ULkoijHUw6vw8bSM9aWo9RBwtA2zZgLnXe1xvz/s400/100_2565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667100493579218306" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTVdikNWTC6o7lU1_HOQyq25FaAGjMuP4hIeu_BoYUKF_7aa39nuautDmQKQp_hPsDdelkZZ3fEPDa8zGCAab77jSKrBffmwcBFGMVe2D_gLh2eqdVsg06KuRMWmHZloQ5OteB0opIHBh/s1600/100_5493.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwTVdikNWTC6o7lU1_HOQyq25FaAGjMuP4hIeu_BoYUKF_7aa39nuautDmQKQp_hPsDdelkZZ3fEPDa8zGCAab77jSKrBffmwcBFGMVe2D_gLh2eqdVsg06KuRMWmHZloQ5OteB0opIHBh/s400/100_5493.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667100490955594338" /></a><br />I tried to recreate the scene, can you tell who is Ryan and who is Laura?The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-71716676734144357282011-10-16T16:06:00.000-07:002011-10-16T16:12:01.481-07:00Halloween pjsHalloween Sweetie!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxNNaNQWmO00v4bv4mVG7Wxp_xqo9j1ATilQcSj9N0n6p2PJ4VbT0RX6im_ow4_A9fgI_UdYcXOHDVSj1j431NKQ3QtbYpFYeFlkFG1C-LrTDAHq0Ve56al31fKieDJZNZszSIDJ52kdH/s1600/100_5387.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxNNaNQWmO00v4bv4mVG7Wxp_xqo9j1ATilQcSj9N0n6p2PJ4VbT0RX6im_ow4_A9fgI_UdYcXOHDVSj1j431NKQ3QtbYpFYeFlkFG1C-LrTDAHq0Ve56al31fKieDJZNZszSIDJ52kdH/s400/100_5387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664230875987182226" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYwNGsH-NPi2gGRhXNwe-8FxwxXkT4F8qOXMgFEwExm71EyNjujtxv_7R4iuIYSe58u9Y7mywhpEkRIXvJX-mgxA6QeYY-30dZwTbypWmyKdO51lJlsIyv5CImHUgVNWAxetr14SnuUTMe/s1600/100_5384.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYwNGsH-NPi2gGRhXNwe-8FxwxXkT4F8qOXMgFEwExm71EyNjujtxv_7R4iuIYSe58u9Y7mywhpEkRIXvJX-mgxA6QeYY-30dZwTbypWmyKdO51lJlsIyv5CImHUgVNWAxetr14SnuUTMe/s400/100_5384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664230868999193602" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-83758698127775781562011-10-16T15:50:00.001-07:002011-10-16T16:13:06.904-07:00BabushkaJoel and I were watching a show and Laura walked up to us with the blanket on her head and said "I'm cold." She loooked like some Russian babushka in the middle of a snowstorm. I told her this is what Mama looked like at school in Idaho in the winter!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-wO7ZZC24T7nNC_TQQfFMG_R862K4PwqFG7mVOor_NZwRAwACEydVBu_RFmc_R-otXm12Gx22GuIMrnyv9eLuDAZkjruS0XfMbWeBI5ExxUkiHEkvR9qXGZTGn7kZR9RTDAUE1jMrc0v/s1600/100_5350.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9-wO7ZZC24T7nNC_TQQfFMG_R862K4PwqFG7mVOor_NZwRAwACEydVBu_RFmc_R-otXm12Gx22GuIMrnyv9eLuDAZkjruS0XfMbWeBI5ExxUkiHEkvR9qXGZTGn7kZR9RTDAUE1jMrc0v/s400/100_5350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664229804477062386" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAhjCx6D_Jugk3OiSdyc34G5fuR9Vz75YuEMDwGFzwayt0zKC6Cfd3cw5pg4l7ci9adqn-r1Dnvwk2BahRz4ydY1kRo9EtAHANub_B0E5YLGad-q69DioDKnrhSim8du8yMgCs7bMiQiS/s1600/100_5351.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggAhjCx6D_Jugk3OiSdyc34G5fuR9Vz75YuEMDwGFzwayt0zKC6Cfd3cw5pg4l7ci9adqn-r1Dnvwk2BahRz4ydY1kRo9EtAHANub_B0E5YLGad-q69DioDKnrhSim8du8yMgCs7bMiQiS/s400/100_5351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664229796509750882" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAytEvSQaMGBMd5zkwP7Rme5qhutH-279t2zkB3Q1fMOkA5FfC2KXmUzoL0wxB8E1vHmX6dKxQ1OzwCIJiirR4ByXWg1geiuKqPhBp9hFCJ9h8mm55Z8eEuuLEWobL2uhqLqxn36gwJy_/s1600/100_5353.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVAytEvSQaMGBMd5zkwP7Rme5qhutH-279t2zkB3Q1fMOkA5FfC2KXmUzoL0wxB8E1vHmX6dKxQ1OzwCIJiirR4ByXWg1geiuKqPhBp9hFCJ9h8mm55Z8eEuuLEWobL2uhqLqxn36gwJy_/s400/100_5353.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664229792913367250" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-79429372766171727052011-10-16T15:46:00.000-07:002011-10-16T15:50:24.239-07:00Healthy SnackI was nursing Ryan and Laura said I want a snack. I told her to wait and I would get her something in a minute. She walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge and then came back into the living room. "I have a healthy snack!" she said and proudly held up her peach. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkY9_BfAHkTi2YQ1uKFKsDG6zvXzNcxWD4Z-Pjt0UBuxbfM1nO4I8JX4Vi92NE_wx1il0LXxXc8629s3XE7IcR1xdhOHaVEdjskYA31MBQ4EDr3nK_eyTHYnxJvFfAGk-K4NWkjwMy1fuW/s1600/100_5333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkY9_BfAHkTi2YQ1uKFKsDG6zvXzNcxWD4Z-Pjt0UBuxbfM1nO4I8JX4Vi92NE_wx1il0LXxXc8629s3XE7IcR1xdhOHaVEdjskYA31MBQ4EDr3nK_eyTHYnxJvFfAGk-K4NWkjwMy1fuW/s400/100_5333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664225452744082578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_msoiV_BfvHfRmQc8vHUbaTDXg17pL5Zxh1tLrgc-u8LEEuED1dTxjtlL8Hq8gs6PRFTNj0qgnRR8pIUzEWFCZwBm26DnPCrcSfq5w5B0lg0mz-gTuGr_qFi6eyQE6v3IAJKyarRkoae/s1600/100_5335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv_msoiV_BfvHfRmQc8vHUbaTDXg17pL5Zxh1tLrgc-u8LEEuED1dTxjtlL8Hq8gs6PRFTNj0qgnRR8pIUzEWFCZwBm26DnPCrcSfq5w5B0lg0mz-gTuGr_qFi6eyQE6v3IAJKyarRkoae/s400/100_5335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664225446664114018" /></a><br />She sat next to me holding her baby, patting her back, and eating her snack. Too funny!The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-37022487529118373972011-10-09T17:33:00.001-07:002011-10-09T17:53:07.487-07:00Frog jammiesLaura and Ryan in their froggy pjs. Ryan is starting to show more of his personality. He's a mellow guy but doesn't put up with all of Laura's silliness! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mlLAHLC48iCZTx5YoVBr9_d5BK-uTKyVs3H1DUIqfeFqTAUMZGobgTVLYQUYoZCmZLZVB9-55HrqbW4AG3QoeB6Vm1GsOB4hgC5AdDuTX8dktMnIsyfXtjgSm2YagPahKSo-ChPVe8Ya/s1600/100_5388.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mlLAHLC48iCZTx5YoVBr9_d5BK-uTKyVs3H1DUIqfeFqTAUMZGobgTVLYQUYoZCmZLZVB9-55HrqbW4AG3QoeB6Vm1GsOB4hgC5AdDuTX8dktMnIsyfXtjgSm2YagPahKSo-ChPVe8Ya/s400/100_5388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661656864877979362" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wpcp0ShBQpnXAKbcHKQBiP6A65zrZiklSqJaiVPpvZ6UGq4PUTT8MCRFTOljI64wECAWs-mzGChouCCYYfjzrdk29QMH1DMSunJh3fUidd4rpAehxdzehSuujdwRvm9cCZTgUBzeappY/s1600/100_5392.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4wpcp0ShBQpnXAKbcHKQBiP6A65zrZiklSqJaiVPpvZ6UGq4PUTT8MCRFTOljI64wECAWs-mzGChouCCYYfjzrdk29QMH1DMSunJh3fUidd4rpAehxdzehSuujdwRvm9cCZTgUBzeappY/s400/100_5392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661656858401567522" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPA6ifbJr-lovqTaAPHhfldZs00weEwIFJG8Yf5NVtuZXcHQiAmAgfvoE9Cbxwwd_Lp0tM12Ba5e98V4Ru1KtOmxHFQjxKbJK_tfvnPh5SsTjFpwGIby45NnRmo8BT79aLYIsPwc6cDe-4/s1600/100_5394.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPA6ifbJr-lovqTaAPHhfldZs00weEwIFJG8Yf5NVtuZXcHQiAmAgfvoE9Cbxwwd_Lp0tM12Ba5e98V4Ru1KtOmxHFQjxKbJK_tfvnPh5SsTjFpwGIby45NnRmo8BT79aLYIsPwc6cDe-4/s400/100_5394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661656852781423090" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitOnd4lKvumdvNrlEUZyCTp7ZhyphenhyphendRSCtnQNG9YxTc0FBeR4Pjw6L_a73M1Lykf0GMb8iyjPJzoRPHKShR81gRw2diJQNNOlmEtGQzZJdWJgilo54RdzClwrI8NyIiy1HH9sUlfONCNsKJ/s1600/100_5395.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitOnd4lKvumdvNrlEUZyCTp7ZhyphenhyphendRSCtnQNG9YxTc0FBeR4Pjw6L_a73M1Lykf0GMb8iyjPJzoRPHKShR81gRw2diJQNNOlmEtGQzZJdWJgilo54RdzClwrI8NyIiy1HH9sUlfONCNsKJ/s400/100_5395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661656849742994850" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ck3AoZ6OL4WdZMt5nKXSKoEqowyh1cgjZi7bZoh6aMFggNKM7tKJSXYb9A6erkCo3-YnsvLcCNL4sfIJ7Fmmpp7P37ylVfxQfUgHIwrVjEGRMwAwFKx6XSDQACLbREC8fD3acpaj5zmV/s1600/100_5396.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ck3AoZ6OL4WdZMt5nKXSKoEqowyh1cgjZi7bZoh6aMFggNKM7tKJSXYb9A6erkCo3-YnsvLcCNL4sfIJ7Fmmpp7P37ylVfxQfUgHIwrVjEGRMwAwFKx6XSDQACLbREC8fD3acpaj5zmV/s400/100_5396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661656841599856194" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-20121012603579748562011-10-09T16:30:00.000-07:002011-10-09T17:32:57.883-07:00Vegas Baby!Our 5 year anniversary was August 12th, but August was too busy of a month so we celebrated in September by going to Las Vegas! I have wanted to see the Lion King play at Mandalay Bay for a Longgg time and this was the perfect trip! We dropped off the kids at Mary's house, Joel's mom in Victorville. The week before was crazy, getting everything ready. Joel got off early from work and we loaded up the car we dropped off Laura and Ryan and all their stuff and then got on the freeway! We made it there in about 2 ½ hours. We had booked a 2 ½ star hotel because we figured we would rather spend our money on the tickets for the Lion King play. The room had a little kitchen which was nice so I could store the milk I pumped in the fridge and wash out the pump in the sink. We got there about 10:30 pm and went right to bed because we were tired! We woke up at 5 am (yes, we were on vacation but remember I am traveling with Joel) and I pumped then we drove to the Las Vegas temple. It was about 20 min away from the strip. I expected it to be more glitzy but Joel said not every temple can look like San Diego. True. Then we had a buffet breakfast at Terrible’s casino which lived up to the name. (They were close to the temple) We changed into our swimsuits and walked across the street of our hotel to the Hard Rock to swim in their pool. The waitress said the pool chair rentals were $50. What? If we drank a bottle of water at $7 each, that goes a long way to $100… So we walked back to our hotel and swam in our very boring pool that didn’t have a lazy river, or lagoon area, or hot tub with swim up bar that I wanted to order a pina colada at, just a plain circle. We were in our hot tub when it started to drizzle but luckily it only lasted for a few moments. Then we changed and went to Paris and got our Buffet of Buffet passes. They were $49 for a 24 hour pass good for 7 casino’s buffets. We enjoyed that buffet at Paris. Inside the hotel they painted the roof light blue with clouds and had street lamps on so you felt like you were walking around outside in a Parisian atmosphere. Very fun and their buffet was very good. They had a good selection of food and delicious desserts. I had a mixed fruit tart, éclair, and 2 mini lemon meringue pie (because they were so good!) Then we drove to Mandalay Bay for Lion King. Joel booked the tickets online and I glanced at the receipt when he did and read to pick up tickets 1 hour prior to show time. Hmm… doesn’t leave much time for everyone to get them, but whatever. He handed the receipt to me while he was driving and I really read it then and it said tickets must be picked up 1 hour <strong>prior</strong> to show time!! Aagh, the show starts at 4pm and it is now 3:15! I said we must valet park, your name is on the ticket stub so you must show photo id and I will drop off the car. We pulled up and he jumped out and I pulled into the Valet line. The guy asked if I was staying with them and I said no and he said then I’m sorry but we have 3 events going on today and if you’re not a guest you can’t valet park. Aagh! I pulled into their self parking structure but there was NO parking anywhere! Now it is 3:30, Joel called and said he got the tickets and where are you? I said I am trying to find parking! I finally found a spot at Luxor and started running. Literally running in my flowy skirt and nice shirt. Taxis were honking at me because I crossed a green light but I was in a hurry. I finally got back to Mandalay Bay and it is 3:52. Joel calls, where are you? “I am (gasp) running there (gasp) as fast as (gasp) I can!” I saw two workers taking a snack break and I yelled to them, I’m going to the Lion King, am I going the right way? “No, turn around and turn left! The theatre is at the back!” they yelled back. So I turned and kept running and finally ran into the hotel and I’m running into people, “Sorry, excuse me, sorry” and it is 3:57 and I finally see Joel. He gives me my ticket and we run into the theatre. I sit down and immediately stand back up. I have to go to the bathroom Right Now. The usher was closing the door but I slipped out. When I came back in the usher had me go in and then he closed the door and the lights dimmed. Wow, just barely made it! We were in row 5 from the stage and not quite center of the row but fairly close. Amazing seats! Well worth the extra money we saved from booking a lesser hotel. The show was great, the costumes were amazing! We had a great time! They added a few songs and it was very enjoyable! Then we went back to the hotel so I could pump and we took a nap as it was then 7 pm and we had had an early start! Joel set his alarm for for 9 pm but we slept through it and woke up at 10pm. We got dressed and went to Planet Hollywood for dinner but all the buffets close at 10 pm. While we were walking around some guy came up to us and asked if we wanted to go to a club. We said sure and he told us to tell the people at the line that he sent us. They moved the cord at the line for us and we went right up the escelator. Everyone in line was looking at us wondering who we were. Joel said it hypes it up and makes people in line think the club is really cool when they do that. We danced for a while and then they said on a microphone "The pussy cat dolls will be on stage in the other room in 1/2 hour!" I thought cool, I like some of their songs. So when it was time we went into the other room and then 8 girls came out. I thought, I don't remember there were that many.. amd then they started dancing and I realized that it was not the music group that I was thinkig of! We went back into the other room and danced for a while more and then went back to the hotel. When we woke up we went to Ceasar's Paace for breakfast. It was delicious! Very nice and they had an omlet guy who cooked your custom order. Joel ate 2 omlets and 3 pecan rolls! Then we walked around the hotel for a bit as it is fancy smancy and then went back to our hotel. We packed up and checked out and then walked around the stip for a bit and saw the water show at the Venetian that they show on Ocean's 11 the movie. We went to Planet Hollywood for lunch and wow. They had a diferent section for each place, Asian, Meditranian, etc. I had a little bit of everything, nan bread with hummus, crab salad, I can't even remember what else. I did have 4 peices of backlava which was so sweet! They had cotton candy which I though was display for the dessert section but then I saw a kid eating some so Joel grabbed one on our way out and ate a bit as we walked out the door so they would think we were really eating it. I do not like it and Joel only ate the one bite so we could save it for Laura as her 'we missed you' present. We drove back to Victorville, had dinner with his mom and then came back home. A very nice vacation and it made me miss and appreciate Ryan and Laura which I could not have done if I'd never left them! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN7MK5n0doTJIQkrQ-POj6BftWd9jldnwcMsBgqLMGJGahwZEfTfQgoS3Af2Yn_5jC8zPaUY4nEMoIaden_Gm63qsgSqzdudCZov6g4kOboYPtqiSa3wRBJ3fMOO2Ap36DrHU0GgAV5tF/s1600/100_5358.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKN7MK5n0doTJIQkrQ-POj6BftWd9jldnwcMsBgqLMGJGahwZEfTfQgoS3Af2Yn_5jC8zPaUY4nEMoIaden_Gm63qsgSqzdudCZov6g4kOboYPtqiSa3wRBJ3fMOO2Ap36DrHU0GgAV5tF/s400/100_5358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643722053660914" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90RHXk2uES9a1j5rWDgVPIHM_no_qUnff6YZ-wf0VdUL3L_LEgZ5H-3Eh7a-ipt5s6xUheuTjEmLWL9zqwyHgAabTnEeQ5MitCa6WYiHrV0YDHxmiE4EsXg85vLxuICVsDhsoaUqSQT3K/s1600/100_5361.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh90RHXk2uES9a1j5rWDgVPIHM_no_qUnff6YZ-wf0VdUL3L_LEgZ5H-3Eh7a-ipt5s6xUheuTjEmLWL9zqwyHgAabTnEeQ5MitCa6WYiHrV0YDHxmiE4EsXg85vLxuICVsDhsoaUqSQT3K/s400/100_5361.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643717975405666" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__KHXa6kWQof3hzfc43g_BM_IqPjSBVMyOkkM2VpmyQwWq4YVjR1CNcpC-Dn5Szt7TB6im_9jxHhzh7ffvuoBMtyxfBrGcPQCgU3iFUHtcbp5dpAcGwlOlnsP2PItPlAthaZ3NDrYNLV8/s1600/100_5366.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi__KHXa6kWQof3hzfc43g_BM_IqPjSBVMyOkkM2VpmyQwWq4YVjR1CNcpC-Dn5Szt7TB6im_9jxHhzh7ffvuoBMtyxfBrGcPQCgU3iFUHtcbp5dpAcGwlOlnsP2PItPlAthaZ3NDrYNLV8/s400/100_5366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643713263862338" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi18kPKgAvtT41EnGszVvJI6PDE_TMRc9p9bzpF-K8sShDS0nSk_WCHs1KQscsYMjz4BLIeoJJ61fr-wKko3Kb9iM2eYzxAGPTSnWTlfRGiypVm0w63StY9XwH9ifWWX221qFJ6tmz0AgcQ/s1600/100_5369.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi18kPKgAvtT41EnGszVvJI6PDE_TMRc9p9bzpF-K8sShDS0nSk_WCHs1KQscsYMjz4BLIeoJJ61fr-wKko3Kb9iM2eYzxAGPTSnWTlfRGiypVm0w63StY9XwH9ifWWX221qFJ6tmz0AgcQ/s400/100_5369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643709263157906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2ZsnWXhTuulYtWcE24-1p0Xh7oSy9P5QXrqMNolFyJzO0kjgc6RCHd4ZeR1N_zTh-79T-3MzO9ktqT0YF10TNopj52P3DMd-MmxLVWglMf5PJmkYAdgbpjosa1tZc9UGX091vdTVGYpy/s1600/100_5372.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF2ZsnWXhTuulYtWcE24-1p0Xh7oSy9P5QXrqMNolFyJzO0kjgc6RCHd4ZeR1N_zTh-79T-3MzO9ktqT0YF10TNopj52P3DMd-MmxLVWglMf5PJmkYAdgbpjosa1tZc9UGX091vdTVGYpy/s400/100_5372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661643703839215666" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1253569474822956175.post-51901768224603646232011-09-23T13:57:00.000-07:002011-09-23T14:03:19.454-07:00Happy babyRyan is such a smiler! Everywhere we go people will say "What a happy baby!" He loves to smile and coo at you which makes you smile right back! (This is good when you are changing a poopy diaper that's shot up his back and requires a wardrobe change.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZQyEYfaKWKnmOaH21qmZz9YCJwhgiV0mYSSbKzuFUp7rY6OM34LZfKmsXjhqcsQ-15ym9QKUvWfIRwwF_VE5XnyA23TzbUhFzuKTE_onFyurJO9BT6HU9-4XioT_mEoEqOI63Eaxjokx/s1600/100_5346.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioZQyEYfaKWKnmOaH21qmZz9YCJwhgiV0mYSSbKzuFUp7rY6OM34LZfKmsXjhqcsQ-15ym9QKUvWfIRwwF_VE5XnyA23TzbUhFzuKTE_onFyurJO9BT6HU9-4XioT_mEoEqOI63Eaxjokx/s400/100_5346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655662780044606594" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxoUGoJRhFXge3Zue8aldKk3QfUbE2xIXgEhmxpAD9GnTWmzrzdNsESEGBwvkBfl2_2kccF88lYxDw7R-nXNzkmQAp1vQRW3e9eKVG4iGmKZ-vaKUT-kenp9zjCHksJFOncscfNuTK_j6/s1600/100_5349.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxoUGoJRhFXge3Zue8aldKk3QfUbE2xIXgEhmxpAD9GnTWmzrzdNsESEGBwvkBfl2_2kccF88lYxDw7R-nXNzkmQAp1vQRW3e9eKVG4iGmKZ-vaKUT-kenp9zjCHksJFOncscfNuTK_j6/s400/100_5349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655662775220347266" /></a>The Earl Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17595964517215647242noreply@blogger.com0