tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981077210906271792024-02-07T06:49:17.134-07:00.Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-78955538741641840002012-02-22T16:52:00.000-07:002012-02-22T16:52:09.325-07:00"Some things never change" by Robert Francis<a href=" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_JkHbgE8_w&feature=youtube_gdata_player "></a><br />
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_JkHbgE8_w&feature=youtube_gdata_playerKimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-13935925059384530682011-03-03T21:38:00.000-07:002011-03-03T21:38:17.194-07:00An Imprint on Life<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">First off.. who even makes New Years resolutions and actually keeps them?! Lol I guess I dont,</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">anyhow, here I am again for my "yearly" blog post! :) </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: small;">Today I was working at our little family company, helping out my dad, when he asked me to take care of some papers that had been sitting on his desk for some time. So I picked up the papers, sat down at my desk and began to work. The first thing I noticed was the dates on these so called "papers that have been there awhile." The dates started from 1976 through 1981 and so on, 1976?!!! "Dad these have been sitting on your desk for years.. before the day I was even born!" I had given him a hard time.. talk about "being there awhile", but as I looked further I noticed the handwriting right away, it was my grandmothers. As I sat there looking at it, studying it with everything in me I began to cry. It was the strangest thing the emotions this so called handwriting was causing and then it hit me... Oh how I miss her handwriting, her hands, her laugh, her smile and everything about her! I wanted her here with me again, to just sit and hold her hand and talk about life. It also hit me, how incredible it was that this little company my family had built from the ground up, was still so successful and had been ran by my grandparents and many relatives before them, for years. As I continued working, I also ran across my uncle Franks handwritten invoices he had ordered and wrote before he passed away. I missed them both so much, they had held these papers time and time again. I found myself putting them up to my chest as to give them a big hug. I closed my eyes and thought how amazing it was to me that just their handwriting alone suddenly made me feel so close to them for a moment. These two people in my life were some of the best I will ever know and I was very close to both of them, being home has made me realize how <i>GREATLY</i> I miss them both. I always will, but today I realized that I appreciate this family company of ours just a little bit more and also<i> </i>our<i> handwriting</i>. I guess you could say it's a small "imprint", a piece of life, that you get to leave behind when you go. </span>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-41491855168761749442011-01-05T01:16:00.003-07:002011-01-05T01:18:40.777-07:00Ahhh, its a New Year!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I made one New Years Resolution this year and it was to blog. I'll start tomorrow.. ;)</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxgXdFKx6IgIpo30UZERn15-a8zyRkwF1hGJZ4fHlIlizV_uzltBWbrpid_m-YNamrM7IsQL5U6Ce0cM49P' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I found her "washing" and trying to do her own hair... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyGAZZNsOBhfRm9Pp-9tSM5qCARM7j9747ZgIzyy1cdvSwmBb7Bdyx-sHcaFw6ZRI9fHZ1w6cz99nRQjj89Aw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzN_-yUMhKFA687yEeMHZpLkksi4JuG7YJjAoVkaWzceNl9QmJAvToaNLf7qbenl5Y8m3-NRLr5j87DHGMA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">you ARE my sunshine baby girl!</div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-79161800280341774662010-08-05T12:22:00.000-06:002010-08-05T12:22:11.431-06:00and such is the story of my life...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fiyKZKAyYxeUve0GUu40qzdutAmUTSbfjk_EKSryX3dJRVQKW8L4mVkYSwBrDvnzZ-v7afisSGmhV-k0kbgU5lNHCI_ANb7xVX2K0QIp6bWcPphs5lKPGF0G4Md1XcgMEbWYv7q2LsY/s1600/IMG_0837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3fiyKZKAyYxeUve0GUu40qzdutAmUTSbfjk_EKSryX3dJRVQKW8L4mVkYSwBrDvnzZ-v7afisSGmhV-k0kbgU5lNHCI_ANb7xVX2K0QIp6bWcPphs5lKPGF0G4Md1XcgMEbWYv7q2LsY/s320/IMG_0837.jpg" width="240" /></a>Just as I make up my mind to officially move home & go back to school to get my masters, break it to the baby daddy & call my landlords, I get an email from a company actually seeking me out! So I thought why not? I'll go in & interview, see what they have to say. So I did.. & to make a long story short, an hour after I left they called me to come back tomorrow to meet the CEO of the company. So I did again... & same story about an hour after I left they had emailed me an offer! Well now back to square one on the life changing decision I've been tryin to make for the past month. After some deep thinking, a long list of pros and cons, & friendly advice, I realized that the list was pretty much even across the board except one little thing..... my daughter. All the pros for her consisted of Monticello, family, more time spent w/mom, playing with cousins, aunts, uncles & pa and nana of course! I know she would be so happy down there, my question was... would I? Regardless I felt that my happiness didn't matter that much comparatively speaking to hers, she IS and always will be most important in my life. So I emailed them back, denying their offer. Now, its just a matter of days before the big move & I am actually excited about it, I have big plans for that little town.. & am sure to cause some chaos with all the visitors Im expecting! lol. But once again, just like clock work, I recieved another email from this company asking me what amount would "entice" me to change my mind & stay? Man, they really want me at this point, which I dont blame them because of the things I can offer their 3 different companies they want me over. So, back to square one.. ugh. really? Ok ending result, I shot for the moon & decided if they give it to me I cannot pass it up or the money, could change mine & Londons life.. At the same time, if they deny it then I feel thats finally my answer & Im back to stickin with the "plan" & moving forward & outta here! If Im being honest, I really do want outta here, my friends & I say this all the time, "utah county is not real life." All the men are mostly the same, the girls .. same competitive crazyness for any guys attention, etc. Theres just way too many single mormons in this town if u ask me... lol but it was still my home for the past 10 years so it will be a lil bittersweet for me. I love my friends up here & will miss them very much, & of course, I am finally meeting a few guys who are really great & I m exicted about.. one of them I've seen atleast 3 times this week & its only Wed! He says we'll "take turns" traveling to see each other though.. so that could keep it interesting! :) Ahhh, doesn't life always seems to work this way, but its time for a change of life for London and I. So I've left it up to fate at this point... and now just waiting to see what fate has in store for me! Hopefully I find out today, since I need to start packin! In the meantime this is where London & I like to go when we need a good dose of nature to help us ponder our life decisions, so we spent Sunday up at Cascade Springs...<br />
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So I packed up & headed down south for the weekend. To explain a little about being from a small town... here's the deal, everyone talks.. everyone looks or watches.. & everyone loves a good rumor! Moving on.. I had promised my BF, Kenneth, that I would come & make an appearance for the 24th with him. He had exclaimed lets show up, "wearin' our bells & whistles!" We love to give them something to talk about, so most often, we dress to the hilt just to "drag main" or whatever other small town events we may be going to.. Lol. If you know me at all, you know, Im never on time, always fashionably late whether I want to be or not, so as always, pulling in to town late, I was throwin on my clothes & make up in the car when my mom looks over at me & says "you're wearing that?!" I reply, "of course I am... you dont like it?" She says, "well everyone will be watching you thats for sure" in her more serious voice. I laughed & said, mom you need to lighten up a bit, youre getting so serious in your old age! ;) We need to laugh & have fun, who cares if we're a bit late, not a big deal & who cares what people think about my outfit, Im not worried about it, so neither should you.." Well just you know, I got that statement from her about 4 more times throughout the weekend.. "your wearing that?!" My response, "I promised Kenneth I'd show up with my bells & whistles on.. & these high heels are my bells!" </span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I found it quite entertaining, but more seriously just as I explained to my mother.. I realized when it was I began to "not care" what people thought, assumed or said about me, started the day I moved out of my house & temple marriage a few years back. Then more so after I got pregnant with my daughter London & my boyfriend wanted nothing to do with us or marriage any longer. Then a bit more after I started dating a man, many thought was a bad choice given his circumstance, past & "red flags" .. well I wanted to make my own call after getting to know him rather. Then a lil more after I lost my job, my break up & struggles in life had fallen apart all at the same time. I have realized it doesn't matter what people say or think about you honestly. The trick is .. remembering this during those hard times. If you are happy with yourself & who you are & the ones you love, the rest.. doesn't <i>really</i> matter. Going through struggles the past couple years, I've heard many different things being said or assumed & I can't think of one that was really accurate or true. Reality is, most have no clue what they're actually talking about, therefore you cant let it affect or change who you are or feel everyday. I guess I grew a hard, somewhat stubborn skin through my trials over the past few years. Im ok with that because I realized if Im giving life my best right now, today, regardless of mistakes or loss in the past & am happy with who I am, how I look, dress or am living then that's what truly matters. I feel Im a good person with a big heart.. which sometimes gets me in to trouble & often makes me care more than I should or sometimes makes me feel its impossible to let go until I've made things right, but mostly it represents who I am. I am completely ok with who I am & even who Im not. There will always be people making assumptions about you or your choices & what they think youre doing, but that doesn't matter cause more likely than not, they dont <i>really</i> know. We can't live our lives letting others opinions of us bring us down. I believe if you stop watching, assuming or making judgements on others & rather start listening & actually "hearing" what they may or may not be saying, you might understand them better. Lets be better people & stop assuming things about others, stop listening to things being said or making our own judgments. If you really care about someone & the way they may or may not be living their lives, talk to them. Show them that you "care", believe what it is they are saying & if you dont, then pretend to & be thoughtful & supportive regardless. Be more empathetic & observant to friends, family or even strangers. Its not our place to judge or make calls on someones life, & most importantly, keep smiling & dont let it stress or bring you down. What others believe or think, is not important, whats important is YOU & what you feel & know about yourself. Ive learned this the hard way, but always seems the minute I stop letting other people affect me, the happier I am. Like I said to my mom, lets stop being so serious all the time & laugh together more, dont let the lil things bother or discourage you. Our time here is priceless, so enjoy the ones you love, the moments you share & even the heartache without the added worry of others opinions or expectations of you. <b><i>No one is perfect, but everyone IS important. </i></b>Dont be the person adding to someone else's pain or problem, be better, even silent at times & learn more by not only listening, but actually "hearing." <br />
That bein' said, I'll share some less serious stuff & the fun I had this weekend. By the end of my trip, my mom was even making more of an effort to not worry so much about others opinions & the things we can't control... she was actually laughing & joking right along side Kenneth & I ! </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPuDutkW6o__0ngPNKF1Nf3OqT_RXjQmITGJqqvAWlWt-jQ-cHUqzUiuMcsRbIlWSOy795n0kZ63csIh1kfczaV7L0QltkV2RO5DCiBwTRH7npi7mI3-4J2XypnGtFexRdeJtyAoknz1k/s1600/IMG_0745.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPuDutkW6o__0ngPNKF1Nf3OqT_RXjQmITGJqqvAWlWt-jQ-cHUqzUiuMcsRbIlWSOy795n0kZ63csIh1kfczaV7L0QltkV2RO5DCiBwTRH7npi7mI3-4J2XypnGtFexRdeJtyAoknz1k/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLJwiIZ03uStTCG4J5qoMeG6f6H7fOSViBH9EHo7CAv92lBPIC5yRI6VC2lQx0UPJ9jAGxthMDzxLiwQ7HOQ9AlQtJB3tsi85qjjvss4UGrSDgVq78AcDL8IE4hj7-tynAQZNh9BV0EY/s1600/IMG_0704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqo_IZDSmNiDYsM1J8ZjDQUes_bF1aU4-yTFbMcXz_1SURfaH8dA95BAflFNCKRujfSNdulK5v_jHSVuLLdtfyWTboX4XptA_BxFoWlxIoLswQTO2rlGbEVxa3AbTiV7hmlSAM2fMhOks/s320/IMG_0733.jpg" width="256" /></a></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-5643171729911960702010-06-23T01:20:00.008-06:002010-06-23T01:48:30.932-06:00The Touch of Good Music<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">I don't know about anyone else, but I LOVE music. It heals me in some way, defines me & always makes me happy. I can't be driving in the car without my ipod turned up full blast & even better, London is the same way. Oh boy, is she upset if she's in the car with no music playing in the background. But that started way back in the womb... the very first time I ever felt her kick was when I was driving in my car with my music turned up too loud & singing out of tune. There it was.. kick kick & from that moment on that's the only time I could get her moving, was to the music! Like mother like daughter they say.. Anyhow, Im always looking for new artists, downloading songs & "shazamming" away on my iphone no matter where Im at. I love all types of music & if u get me started talking about my favorites, next thing you know you'll have a full playlist copied on to a cd for you to take with you as you go. Lol, ask any man who's been over in the past month?! Regardless, I'm pretty sure they've all left happy about it! One of my all time favorites is Brandi Carlile. She's amazing, I love all her stuff and she's always the first one playing in my car and the first one to start off London and I's day... we turn up the music and dance away in the kitchen as we're making breakfast. This is a ritual for us, something to get us up and dancin with a smile on our faces to begin the day. Also I get to see Brandi in concert July 11th, I'm stoked and can barely wait to hear her live! Another one of my most recent favs is Greg Laswell. His music is awesome, but one song in particular I have been playing over & over. It is called "It Comes & Goes in Waves." I love this song for a number of reasons, mainly because its true, life does come and go in waves as does love. Another reason, I adore this song, is because it touches or speaks to everyone differently. There is something for everyone to take, for instance, to me, this song represents a number things.. mainly heartbreak and loss or what it feels like to be lonely in some way. Now let me tell you the great part to this song... it also represents love and hope. A hope for something better. someone better, and a hope and comfort in knowing that you are not alone, ever. Someone is always thinking about you in some way. Remember no matter how hard life may seem at times, there is always hope and love and others who are there too. Dont give up on love and the hope for better, dont become bitter & tainted, we all go through hard things, we all have trials and heartbreaks, but at the end of the day, we're all still here helping one another through and becoming better people because of it. So enjoy the lyrics below & before long it'll be one of ur favs too! I'll end by saying, I hope all is well in the world tonight! Enjoy xo.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-SUPN5iDvvEAMp0jwCrSgCQjnlQDn9MA9N6TobPu7YjYNYqIKogF-W0XB1CO_AL1aKzuF7SIYnec0MX4JCTYRfVEkx-S11ELCgHLrg6yOy3W1gGLMJ_L7FmVyxHe4RDyxzwbA5eQOqw/s1600/GregLaswell_Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu-SUPN5iDvvEAMp0jwCrSgCQjnlQDn9MA9N6TobPu7YjYNYqIKogF-W0XB1CO_AL1aKzuF7SIYnec0MX4JCTYRfVEkx-S11ELCgHLrg6yOy3W1gGLMJ_L7FmVyxHe4RDyxzwbA5eQOqw/s200/GregLaswell_Photo.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;">"It Comes & Goes in Waves" by Greg Laswell:</span></div></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This one's for the lonely<br />
The ones that seek and find<br />
Only to be let down<br />
Time after time<br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">This one's for the torn down<br />
The experts at the fall<br />
Come on friends get up now<br />
You're not alone at all<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> And this part was for her</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> This part was for her</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> This part was for her</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> Does she remember?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"> <br />
It comes and goes in waves, i....<br />
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This one's for the faithless<br />
The ones that are surprised<br />
They are only where they are now<br />
Regardless of their fight<br />
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This one's for believing<br />
If only for it's sake<br />
Come on friends get up now<br />
Love is to be made<br />
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And this part was for him</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">This part was for him<br />
This part was for him</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Does he remember?<br />
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It comes and goes in waves,<br />
I am only led to wonder why<br />
It comes and goes in waves<br />
I am only led to wonder why<br />
Why I try<br />
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This is for the ones who stand<br />
For the ones who try again<br />
For the ones who need a hand<br />
For the ones who think they can<br />
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It comes and goes in waves,<br />
I am only led to wonder why<br />
It comes and goes in waves<br />
I am only led to wonder why<br />
while I try</span></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-20132552092172202142010-06-15T01:20:00.007-06:002010-06-15T02:09:17.384-06:00More of "The Crazy Life," starring Kim & London..Gosh, I really need to be better at this blogging stuff! But it seems in our crazy life, I can't keep up with it and many of you are probably thinking.. busy? ur unemployed?! haha but the truth is I seem to be busier than I've ever been, running around trying to keep up with my little toddler. She is no longer a baby.. its sad and fun all at the same time! We have so much to share recently, our trip to Vancouver, BC, Londons surgery, a recent purchase and our new future plans, but tonight I only have a few moments, so I'll just share a few pics and pieces of our recent adventures in "The crazy life of Kim and London!"<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWBv-nnSSAX9Jy5wAW8s53OqPLYReIGmq5Gyn0N6koOlXHAAgyuCl3vUdVhW817GWLGeueLhtHFRfdCW_jH7s5qHTdy2bOqpSywy2eV9-GHTUx8rdgpCwWS3d89k8bf3Shc2QVLDVj_oM/s1600/IMG_0330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWBv-nnSSAX9Jy5wAW8s53OqPLYReIGmq5Gyn0N6koOlXHAAgyuCl3vUdVhW817GWLGeueLhtHFRfdCW_jH7s5qHTdy2bOqpSywy2eV9-GHTUx8rdgpCwWS3d89k8bf3Shc2QVLDVj_oM/s400/IMG_0330.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I took London to the zoo the day before her surgery to help with "the pain".. and when I say pain, I mean mama's pain of course! This is her & her cousin Cache sharing the bench</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXuLjqmRZeIQYM4vi_3VtrKXP4dfCWs8skfgqGazVqmhB5C5SNk5Y2mdt_LXvHcMupPZ4uNgjnU87HE8x1Vjois8zsAXJTeC1nqLovgKwfKmL9tZdnoXXQ32BOun1VB2R-a_CEk9z7Bmw/s1600/IMG_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXuLjqmRZeIQYM4vi_3VtrKXP4dfCWs8skfgqGazVqmhB5C5SNk5Y2mdt_LXvHcMupPZ4uNgjnU87HE8x1Vjois8zsAXJTeC1nqLovgKwfKmL9tZdnoXXQ32BOun1VB2R-a_CEk9z7Bmw/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" /> </a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">London loved the monkeys.. and they are secretly my favorite too</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg24WEZbPa3RY0FgVuuOrkglSBf2e0zzlkhJ2MK4hOdFaLtE8eN1YRgx9VfMKciNTVIhKCZo_rbpIkULJb-G7VUUeNHmhkHgVFzRGx0SdsjTLm36u6QJK2x5zqwk3Aa4jmbQpeU8ryyoNE/s1600/IMG_0462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg24WEZbPa3RY0FgVuuOrkglSBf2e0zzlkhJ2MK4hOdFaLtE8eN1YRgx9VfMKciNTVIhKCZo_rbpIkULJb-G7VUUeNHmhkHgVFzRGx0SdsjTLm36u6QJK2x5zqwk3Aa4jmbQpeU8ryyoNE/s320/IMG_0462.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Riding the choo choo train! Doesn't she have the best smile?!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikywNlipACWkio53lZ6_3joZJws1gwCAxGP03NzZsawkJmdzqr_HVk0Dc9ZeWOj_nxrKo4vN8LInrzcPzMFWT5vX0U6hXTotpXvj2u9OkpEc4fAtevRlkUJK8D0IGaCFmiIuIe0SOf3mU/s1600/IMG_0365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikywNlipACWkio53lZ6_3joZJws1gwCAxGP03NzZsawkJmdzqr_HVk0Dc9ZeWOj_nxrKo4vN8LInrzcPzMFWT5vX0U6hXTotpXvj2u9OkpEc4fAtevRlkUJK8D0IGaCFmiIuIe0SOf3mU/s400/IMG_0365.jpg" width="270" /> </a></div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hangin w/the elephant that blows water all over & makes some loud sound London was petrified of..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNweKZe2SAg2zea_Q-bZk2u4fJuAVOY72WNC0DMr1fJ51_LUXDxARqfWqQ0RILSvBwcLfj19Ap9_wn6UwnxIl85KSW0SQ1ziS6wpmTxtox7EwnSoKkgcQ_lU-7ObemebEDX13jTTU36DQ/s1600/IMG_0380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNweKZe2SAg2zea_Q-bZk2u4fJuAVOY72WNC0DMr1fJ51_LUXDxARqfWqQ0RILSvBwcLfj19Ap9_wn6UwnxIl85KSW0SQ1ziS6wpmTxtox7EwnSoKkgcQ_lU-7ObemebEDX13jTTU36DQ/s400/IMG_0380.jpg" width="290" /></a> </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is how Ness found us, after she lost us.. oh just hangin out being silly in our elephant hats. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEhH2NxtcF0sEG794Nw9YLBQhibBnT7moo4v7eD-OPaJwPZ-CXkQwlZG1adp0uU98bt8wUt94D6s6nordIY40L6G6L_GNMCX4Pl7RS3IyjBzyFpYzKk_ovdzvZ_bIs09qddywUttrc_04/s1600/IMG_0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEhH2NxtcF0sEG794Nw9YLBQhibBnT7moo4v7eD-OPaJwPZ-CXkQwlZG1adp0uU98bt8wUt94D6s6nordIY40L6G6L_GNMCX4Pl7RS3IyjBzyFpYzKk_ovdzvZ_bIs09qddywUttrc_04/s400/IMG_0562.JPG" width="400" /> </a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Camping out in our living room in "L's" new princess tent. Yes, we've done this atleast 3 times since! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqG_jIDERVd0MbR0hFOoracUHe_MrzPn0SIor97Xz_DqtoUyX0TkmGvHyYPedpZ_0bvixTUF6wjWQDqPU3zBtzUXRHbHKRedIZ4jj3mqw2iyxUWPA2ub_NtOuYVQjpdAEDLENb0x0ZVTg/s1600/IMG_4624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqG_jIDERVd0MbR0hFOoracUHe_MrzPn0SIor97Xz_DqtoUyX0TkmGvHyYPedpZ_0bvixTUF6wjWQDqPU3zBtzUXRHbHKRedIZ4jj3mqw2iyxUWPA2ub_NtOuYVQjpdAEDLENb0x0ZVTg/s400/IMG_4624.jpg" width="300" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And of course.. getting to the swimming pool as much as we can!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSaUiLvPdykdI7iEcZDQpLUmk3VqLqXMi78eLlpPg0b3mycivutRWccG8D7AeAaN4ObeTtAHRqdoW057pdUX6A1YN__iQ2R8kYn3GbwQnRy8e2vNbG3k3ndvqgPgh_PpRNYkB-DMuN5o/s1600/IMG_1024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMSaUiLvPdykdI7iEcZDQpLUmk3VqLqXMi78eLlpPg0b3mycivutRWccG8D7AeAaN4ObeTtAHRqdoW057pdUX6A1YN__iQ2R8kYn3GbwQnRy8e2vNbG3k3ndvqgPgh_PpRNYkB-DMuN5o/s400/IMG_1024.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My baby is no longer a baby.. her new bed..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdxgWedL5il2AKzMFlKvgPwYTqdESfyFnAlkyeEr4Cw0mrRndPxkFjT3mloa-2DaLwVcFv6JDI3rChACRcOlMbiyDB3vndYXV7y3zwt_c6ZiYlR3MXued_FtuodNPCIpy_bB47dEO17-s/s1600/IMG_1028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdxgWedL5il2AKzMFlKvgPwYTqdESfyFnAlkyeEr4Cw0mrRndPxkFjT3mloa-2DaLwVcFv6JDI3rChACRcOlMbiyDB3vndYXV7y3zwt_c6ZiYlR3MXued_FtuodNPCIpy_bB47dEO17-s/s400/IMG_1028.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what I did while London was gone to CA with her dad for a week, "redid" her bedroom & she LOVED it. "cuuutttee mama cute.." all she could say when she first saw it, it was adorable to say the least. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Mx2nZjweqONoYFiQGBIs8CkG0JrTVISZcyENsfB8k3d-VKgP3zqbVpsK8vHWCHfwPFD9QTar7Q8O2fu1JNg4_qcdl2oLZ1_fOgYBc-o5XlzNJvdRNKJEw_gvmefrHsRtt6Bvi0Vpxak/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Mx2nZjweqONoYFiQGBIs8CkG0JrTVISZcyENsfB8k3d-VKgP3zqbVpsK8vHWCHfwPFD9QTar7Q8O2fu1JNg4_qcdl2oLZ1_fOgYBc-o5XlzNJvdRNKJEw_gvmefrHsRtt6Bvi0Vpxak/s400/IMG_1031.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">London reading her book on her new bed, she is obsessed with it & all the owls mama "whoo whoot" she says. Cant believe how big she is getting! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJeoAVaZiWeYtdh9HE5nUsAru9VEJzVBzMxWG8xO2NurdsxcWasg8u2qDr1jxWjEDHCxNoGvDL_1AjQy7QiuZfT8VY_-b3M_vXL3aKTJScDRfJ6bpatJqizvoAi_oEi04zGjq8PRHPsB8/s1600/IMG_1017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJeoAVaZiWeYtdh9HE5nUsAru9VEJzVBzMxWG8xO2NurdsxcWasg8u2qDr1jxWjEDHCxNoGvDL_1AjQy7QiuZfT8VY_-b3M_vXL3aKTJScDRfJ6bpatJqizvoAi_oEi04zGjq8PRHPsB8/s320/IMG_1017.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-49333887907856241532010-04-26T03:34:00.004-06:002010-04-26T04:06:50.487-06:00"Smile"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>I started out my day on the rd driving, feeling so content & happy. I rolled the window down & let the wind blow through my fingers as I sang at the top of my lungs (something I only do when I'm alone, I can't carry a tune!) I had a new direction, a new goal & I was excited! I looked in my rear view mirror at my beautiful daughter sleeping peacefully & I smiled. As I drove on, a thought kept coming to my mind... always "smile". It hit me so strongly- no matter the situation, how sad, disappointed or mad I might be, whether at her or someone & something else in life, it was important to always end with a smile for her to see. And right then & there in my car, I dedicated myself- when she wakes up or goes to sleep, I will be there smiling, when one of us walks through or out the door I will smile, when she trys my patience or makes a wrong decision, yes I will be upset (not claiming to be mary poppins here) but I will make sure the end result is a smile, with all the love in the world. I realized it doesn't matter how mad I may be, why, what or how hard... I want her to remember, regardless, her mother still smiled. Lets face it, its a hard world these days, our kids need to know they are loved & the one thing that makes us smile everyday. They need to feel they matter & make the world a better place. Smile to show them our strength. Smile so they always know someone loves them no matter what, when or where! As they say, a smile can go a long way, even coming from a stranger when your having a bad day, it makes a difference. I decided today to teach my children its important to smile even when they dont feel like it, by showing them. One day, I want London to remember her mothers smile & know how happy she made me, no matter what life threw at us. <br />
I wish the ending to this story was as bright as it began, but unfortunatley after I arrived home, unpacked & put London to bed, I opened up my laptop & received this email. My heart instantly broke & the tears started to fall as sadness came over me. I can't even begin to imagine what my friend & mother to this beautiful little boy, must be feeling & I found myself saying a prayer. As I said amen, the feeling came over me again & I remembered Bek's smile. He was always, always smiling & no matter how bad a day I was having, whenever Chelsea brought him in to the office, I couldn't help but just smile & light up around him. I believe he taught & inspired me today. Bek's smile & glow touched my heart & is the one thing I remember most. He truly touched everyone around him with his "smile." <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtNNRI8KgEpq01qaRxNxZ1CN6h2CG11lQI7tFTrrHSP7tWxHERE5VxIIfimGuCoRGV5cfG_JN3QM5Dlz1tq8efeTmJpNBYzI4rNBzwx6iRNTETpwCaEJCNnZr4pKL3Wd47KaUqOl_bUQ/s1600/beck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtNNRI8KgEpq01qaRxNxZ1CN6h2CG11lQI7tFTrrHSP7tWxHERE5VxIIfimGuCoRGV5cfG_JN3QM5Dlz1tq8efeTmJpNBYzI4rNBzwx6iRNTETpwCaEJCNnZr4pKL3Wd47KaUqOl_bUQ/s400/beck.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><h2 style="text-align: center;">Beck J Rippy</h2><div></div><h3 style="text-align: center;">2007 - 2010</h3><div style="text-align: center;"><i>In memory of Beckster, the sweetest soul we've known.</i></div><hr /><span2></span2><span2>OBITUARY</span2><br />
Beck Rippy was born on November 12, 2007 to Tyler and Chelsea Rippy of American Fork, Utah. He rejoined his Heavenly Father on April 23, 2010, due to complications with pneumonia.<br />
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Beck was, in every sense of the word, a blessing. The perpetual light he carried with him could find its way into even the hardest of hearts. Despite a few developmental challenges, this small boy was able to communicate the love and courage his soul contained.<br />
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Beck's happiness, his playful spirit, his angelic countenance, and his teasing smile were contagious to every person who came in contact with him. To see his face would be to look into something greater than all of us-- a peek into heaven.<br />
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Beck is survived by his proud parents, his adoring brother Evan (9) and his doting sister Kate (7). He is also survived by his grandparents Jim and Sue Rippy and Randy and Kerry Stenson. His great-grandparents, his many aunts, uncles, and cousins will greatly miss him, and will forever be affected by the short but powerful role Beck played in their lives. We love our Beckster.<br />
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Funeral services for Beck will be held Tuesday, April 27, 2010 at 11:00 am at the Hillcrest 2nd LDS Ward Chapel located at 1120 North 150 West, American Fork, Utah. Family and friends may call Monday evening from 6-8 pm at the Hillcrest 2nd Ward Chapel and also on Tuesday morning from 10:00 to 10:45 am prior to services. Funeral Directors - Warenski Funeral Home.Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-71001550098327506862010-03-29T11:17:00.000-06:002010-03-29T11:17:09.411-06:00Another past funny favorite titled, my sweet barf baby!<object height="432" width="576"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/103709422941" /><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/103709422941" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="432"></embed></object>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-56274687234891764632010-03-29T10:29:00.000-06:002010-03-29T10:36:20.067-06:00A lil' look back at London & some of my all time fav videos- this ones titled I hate that Binki!<object height="324" width="576"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/116377387941"><embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/116377387941" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="324" width="576"></embed></object>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-20562950578455730822010-03-28T21:00:00.001-06:002010-04-07T22:57:45.997-06:00This describes my week perfectly...<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"> <span style="font-size: 100%;">I started out the morning pretty normal with giving London her daily bath etc.. but I had let her walk around in the living room strutting her bare bum & all for</span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;"> around two minutes or so before getting her dressed. Nothing too suspicious or out of the ordinary happened and we went about our day. Then later, I kept smelling poop so I decided to retrace her steps from earlier, just in case. Nothing was found... well that afternoon as she was napping, I decided to clean up my closet and this is what I found...</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippIkpz1_Oo5soWvW7ALZVOz8ML0Et9Aq58xx6WM_J9w1yAzsUY3w_7PsZQ_NKAOvLg1s9MpfsXZyC4mUf3X_26kI7p08Xr_9G5KC12Myhpg3fpKf7K7M5opUWFisvbJqXipDBoGzzDUk/s1600/IMG_4348.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453886949361667362" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippIkpz1_Oo5soWvW7ALZVOz8ML0Et9Aq58xx6WM_J9w1yAzsUY3w_7PsZQ_NKAOvLg1s9MpfsXZyC4mUf3X_26kI7p08Xr_9G5KC12Myhpg3fpKf7K7M5opUWFisvbJqXipDBoGzzDUk/s320/IMG_4348.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; height: 320px; width: 240px;" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">I thought... that lil' stinker!! Literally.<br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">The moral of the story is:</div><span style="color: #666666; font-size: 130%;">No matter how <span style="color: #ff6666; font-size: 180%; font-style: italic;">"crappy"</span> your week is, all you can do is laugh it off and keep on smiling!</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%;">Cause lets be honest, we all know it's usually out of our control anyway. </span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">I'm just secretly hoping this week isn't as full of as many suprises as last week! :)</span></span></div></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-11811526156770801392010-03-26T12:48:00.000-06:002010-03-26T17:53:29.908-06:00Boy am I glad this weeks over!<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ok so this is our latest week of adventures..</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">London came home looking like this after a few hours with her dad at Chuckie Cheese! Black eye, swollen bleeding forhead and possibly a good scar now to prove it. :( It was honestly the saddest thing I've witnessed yet in her short life .. and now I get it. How sad it is as a parent to see your kids hurt or hurting! I thought .. gosh how did my parents survive us growing up? haha I dont think I will do very well seeing her hurt or sick or heaven forbid anything bad should ever happen to my baby! I m pretty sure it hurt momma just as bad if not more than her.. lol. But there is a happy ending to this sad story and through it all she is a lil trooper, happy and smiling now! I gave her a big cookie and as you can see below I think it cured the bumps and bruises from Chuckie freakin Cheese! </span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5DRXFlii691TcZxD_mMCVVm0iSy1eKTTFktTCHUjU91b4AnjIdDL5IZnyxECMP6sIRbbWTCaPbe9ovQFLurxiKij4CgfdDW8FkCQjrW_7XjP3CV_0DJoTlFekMUa9JylpmIs1pM0seUw/s1600/IMG_7602.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5DRXFlii691TcZxD_mMCVVm0iSy1eKTTFktTCHUjU91b4AnjIdDL5IZnyxECMP6sIRbbWTCaPbe9ovQFLurxiKij4CgfdDW8FkCQjrW_7XjP3CV_0DJoTlFekMUa9JylpmIs1pM0seUw/s400/IMG_7602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453017328892432034" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy4Lo580oHLWL0U6A3PxNAbbkUv5YfGjB97msAV3qflmuRF6Fqr4p67l6NZ250RwQIQfRD4DPsbYm-_s7DXVS1ye0XvomBm_o7oLiUsS9RYC3-NAfNVEMxwHZEAFnTIIX-CUnMzTjEehk/s400/IMG_7604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453017337448490866" /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdz227YuPCpYNNtq2_IhyB7S11shE_BJausEUwuV9LyEvQRLdhZRcBTB84HrrP6dpNUm87UznygC_28OfZPipC3GYP41Ho4oecUsR7elz4Uk22zrtcwFwVgh3448z5IIsTfjRFMRpWFRk/s400/IMG_7599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453017320475964898" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">After the cookie with a big smile! :) just like her momma.. nothin like yummy sugar obsessions to make you feel better!</span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Of course the next day we just had to go out and buy her the cutest pink fourwheeler for all of our upcoming easter and summer festivities. She loves it and to say the least, that makes mom happy, nothin like seeing your child smile and laugh to cure any bad day!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFY8LxFe9MbX29PAS9wU-CDo1-vJvHcZfjXAc4FVRwqnSIiKkNwcasokLkRwFbP_EilG2N_cyr-pm7lEjSCQ7rOymMy4e5PUpfU2kzuPlneamJk0BFZAl2fjoECRDIipecyIXSzooPkxA/s400/IMG_4359.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453088064245056578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-80639687167292453802010-03-15T22:23:00.000-06:002010-03-16T00:54:27.269-06:00A day in the sun!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">Okay so I've officially decided.. I post more pics of my daughter than anyone I know.. facebook, blog etc. So Im sorry people maybe Im a lil obsessed but I just can't help it, she's my first and only and is getting more adorable everyday, do you blame me?!</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">We went to Moab this weekend and had a blast, even got sunburnt! How great is that? I am so ready to go camping I can taste it. Bring on the summer already, I mean honestly I am so tired of winter at this point. I need a lil sunshine in my life besides London everyday ;) I can hardly wait for this summer, its going to be a fun one.. camping, fourwheeling, jeeping, fishing, hiking, lake powell, swimming and some vacations.. possibly even to British Columbia! I CANNOT wait. So lets do it already Mother Nature, bring it on! Here's a few of London loving life outside.. this is a first for her you know.. let the exploring begin!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBRXwarIqUVEvD0LL-mYFx6xq2ZDF-71SrL1Ph9B2TOCAADKXs7tUxk1s_cNle0HWBqmhTS9WvFDs4w8htRLztt1ljQYTBeZgsqkfmeGjPGgAa6biR8YZkZE1hc5W4zz-ZnlMOP2IIEY/s1600-h/IMG_7878.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBRXwarIqUVEvD0LL-mYFx6xq2ZDF-71SrL1Ph9B2TOCAADKXs7tUxk1s_cNle0HWBqmhTS9WvFDs4w8htRLztt1ljQYTBeZgsqkfmeGjPGgAa6biR8YZkZE1hc5W4zz-ZnlMOP2IIEY/s400/IMG_7878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449103553380088338" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMilihH2vM-ImnagONP2Jy7NwZI6YarG8y4oEXbdG5gmNAOa5SaJM2rsnd-W8y8IOF9ZZFvLevynYPE2SXwvQmjnx9gEGTZOZySJtEDsjf5ADqOdUdLfirFzKgEYHHZpleM-uswOiU4sY/s1600-h/IMG_7870.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 192px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-IAtR7bzx7ZCt4XQQICAzuVEI6laRpNuxh5okfiAiPhT0dqMvuWrcBb8qtbNI-2TNxlEG_jNY1CT0uD4LU_iK0Pb4TyfnbNvbbWgdqnUEIA0zLkHp3dR8_JJs3F4D0K9V7glUod7SIGs/s400/IMG_7755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449093438029287634" border="0" /></a></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-3921693216398750972010-03-11T22:49:00.000-07:002010-03-11T23:33:39.450-07:00Need I say anymore? I mean really....<img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8KCBQ74dd8uqcUXa85Rh0VBoeka4Lix679e4vm7fsWFKDDsPv96uz0LRTd2geZJhyphenhyphendTAuhzsELpruMjCFS-Q04Cbygk0w_02g7W9ZPaC7P3cukvciob-zCKere3HoPAT-FiOKqURW4oI/s400/IMG_7649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447622495627259682" /><div>"Uh, ya mom I'm <i>that</i> cute!"</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5AoTV_1mVdUJrJR2Cx1my9QKdPIs_0cHcR-3Gfg3p8rJQ-2UhaqYALWb7NhQE0mSSVDoJDMFr0lvMPHANpN1V4MYr9aFsZg0h2zpU4L6BQLN7AnwzVFWTHEJp7kqXV6ViiCwFVlOFmpA/s400/IMG_7654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447622525855866882" /></div><div>"I'm soo big"<br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfGeRhpq_AH6dLuYwZgZWVGHCZBKY9ajpn5YORNxeNFMfKaKoRkjkXLolEDqlJEsLg-hfMkIZyCAakjkRPCEU82Uz_xmd42TELo5k4Xg2AV1HfYNjDJ6ygMMxvPINSNxmEbNkFQ6pLQqI/s400/IMG_7666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447622540316803026" /></div><div>"my funny face"</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnM4v4o7SwLht9q_oFa47rUvg0tjJN_W-7Mg59KX0yPeig-eMdTy0ZvBSm-K6nhsgaDuY9Sza-F1oVmwH7Pv1hiiyYLQy5Ynha-D1hhmS8XAGoIT6ORICQOMPGkdnaOWu-ZE7gMaoIE0/s1600-h/IMG_7660.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnM4v4o7SwLht9q_oFa47rUvg0tjJN_W-7Mg59KX0yPeig-eMdTy0ZvBSm-K6nhsgaDuY9Sza-F1oVmwH7Pv1hiiyYLQy5Ynha-D1hhmS8XAGoIT6ORICQOMPGkdnaOWu-ZE7gMaoIE0/s400/IMG_7660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447622519864990946" /></a></div><div>"cheese!"</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnM4v4o7SwLht9q_oFa47rUvg0tjJN_W-7Mg59KX0yPeig-eMdTy0ZvBSm-K6nhsgaDuY9Sza-F1oVmwH7Pv1hiiyYLQy5Ynha-D1hhmS8XAGoIT6ORICQOMPGkdnaOWu-ZE7gMaoIE0/s1600-h/IMG_7660.JPG"></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz3zX7xUMe54CmhexU0CXvvpqnwfUj3fkk07GBdrKqDYUsM3XcbvcNNNclWnTsvHddjyZvRMuBlRa5lCbij-s6B-iC_yJiMwhY11MhsSfff4m5mpd5p_GT9g3g8FzRMB-jRk80T3Bv0No/s400/IMG_7667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447627626844734418" /></div><div>"eyeeee..."</div><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCVyTywKkP5Ts5hAVT8y5fnUiqLWEhdd9lX2wU4XwRTMgBijrHlXiXjik4eqHwWNI1IehTaEuk3zYLrxGgF8yA31UkmeVmpSylHtJpxwglStfzaddYF_RC80reVSst24fe3swIe1cd86c/s400/IMG_7661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447627585839158002" /></div><div>"I love to hear myself scream sometimes.. its ok & perfectly normal momma!"</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnM4v4o7SwLht9q_oFa47rUvg0tjJN_W-7Mg59KX0yPeig-eMdTy0ZvBSm-K6nhsgaDuY9Sza-F1oVmwH7Pv1hiiyYLQy5Ynha-D1hhmS8XAGoIT6ORICQOMPGkdnaOWu-ZE7gMaoIE0/s1600-h/IMG_7660.JPG"></a><br /><br /></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-28809333897252919552010-03-09T23:16:00.000-07:002010-03-10T00:15:49.898-07:00This is why I adore Audrey Hepburn...<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBFgwWCsgZNbRmJy60Kwl3f7ZKvtwg43kKZuKffYs2J90LQssp0Wt_M_a6TNe6dHPo-a-fQ0GZqIqAlreFcnAuF7Os0S-9XXMuZfQbyss4ctz8lMxHJBzfiuC2EF4v1qzKLbGxmZ0Ead4/s400/audrey3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892613054077410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px; " /></div><div style="text-align: left;">If I could be one icon from back in the day, it would be Audrey Hepburn, matter of fact, I even wanted to name London Audrey.. but no one else seemed to love the name as much I did... I still may some day if I ever have another daughter! I think it & she is beautiful, classy & elegant in a whole new class all her own. Plus she loved her yorkie as much as I did mine! Thought I'd share a few of my favorite "Audrey quotes"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC2jQmF25irlo-d9iaDGEXlPkkSBNYIvj2toxKwUzlpn0lIOyg5sJwmb7m5lE8J4bnjxZM8dj4Zjx_oXolQdRw1GJOIJcRJA6xrOjBbwM4B_cEdjGgmoTmQWyCBpeddIprQmDjykWhUfE/s400/Audrey-Hepburn-wcute-dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446900231036790066" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">“For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.”<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKx-tR9Mgk1OrvtSbupT3pOhLVy-29Tm6QQw64CocuwOstFJ0hB2ig_mQdA6cTik8lTUjaMsxs-JrVTpiAFsqFviFOucVe7h_pZ53BYHt8bWZCkYUj8jB_fY40xbzafO9EL3JcfMKFeGw/s1600-h/audryquote.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 382px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKx-tR9Mgk1OrvtSbupT3pOhLVy-29Tm6QQw64CocuwOstFJ0hB2ig_mQdA6cTik8lTUjaMsxs-JrVTpiAFsqFviFOucVe7h_pZ53BYHt8bWZCkYUj8jB_fY40xbzafO9EL3JcfMKFeGw/s400/audryquote.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892139701414962" /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">“I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SKUtdaZQgQt3voGu64-4jXKcpCh3T7nAcODXm2Jypyz67o7trd9VM5-RdyPmUM6LqGizd-kIktPJGgOgoWRizsr3bbQA7VWV-eRsCPy2ME1XF-TBGngu0WqECgITyRx6KJoCkdG9tjY/s400/audreypic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892128704954514" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9SKUtdaZQgQt3voGu64-4jXKcpCh3T7nAcODXm2Jypyz67o7trd9VM5-RdyPmUM6LqGizd-kIktPJGgOgoWRizsr3bbQA7VWV-eRsCPy2ME1XF-TBGngu0WqECgITyRx6KJoCkdG9tjY/s1600-h/audreypic.jpg"></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfsq7cOQAJRzdEWLPp6snLZCoPVkeAS03dE9nIjbSrn6ne7p1yglRJRrSTlxgCuB9uRDCbO_yN5XTLsAjmHF0BVgAj1lxzQHS40DVizRas3tKidVCTtrmmE0BUs_qaJgxDOtwdgoX3vyI/s400/audreypic2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892145643208898" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">“You can always tell what kind of a person a man really thinks you are by the earrings he gives you”</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9gm_lduBm3zXtKiqvXGeeFiBBTW6QYsG0rFV7_56L0jxOpriIj2kmDdM41RBqtDVYEoC3dX5JIpxWt1_d1WKLuebfQg_X9Pp19HmSW45hlL05kQji6iMw031hk1LG53MtkLfGwIzkNpw/s1600-h/audrey.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9gm_lduBm3zXtKiqvXGeeFiBBTW6QYsG0rFV7_56L0jxOpriIj2kmDdM41RBqtDVYEoC3dX5JIpxWt1_d1WKLuebfQg_X9Pp19HmSW45hlL05kQji6iMw031hk1LG53MtkLfGwIzkNpw/s400/audrey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892125151947138" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">“Your heart just breaks, that's all. But you can't judge, or point fingers. You just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you.”</span></span></div></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9gm_lduBm3zXtKiqvXGeeFiBBTW6QYsG0rFV7_56L0jxOpriIj2kmDdM41RBqtDVYEoC3dX5JIpxWt1_d1WKLuebfQg_X9Pp19HmSW45hlL05kQji6iMw031hk1LG53MtkLfGwIzkNpw/s1600-h/audrey.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGgfH571Hl6-FHPIHUengmnkm8uUFVEoD0MI8_ReTdEtIgp-PTg2UFUILZS5M-4r_O-hY_FkDP-NZmp_BrlqKhVRwu7TcboMIRf7Jp7P6q7QCOhS4sxTXBTbqEVOHxlTZfOmeId2aPAjU/s1600-h/audrey_hepburn_.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGgfH571Hl6-FHPIHUengmnkm8uUFVEoD0MI8_ReTdEtIgp-PTg2UFUILZS5M-4r_O-hY_FkDP-NZmp_BrlqKhVRwu7TcboMIRf7Jp7P6q7QCOhS4sxTXBTbqEVOHxlTZfOmeId2aPAjU/s400/audrey_hepburn_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446892117310195362" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Pick the day. Enjoy it - to the hilt. The day as it comes. People as they come... The past, I think, has helped me appreciate the present - and I don't want to spoil any of it by fretting about the future.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, sans-serif;">“The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.”</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><object style="height: 344px; width: 425px" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWRA0YniS9E"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZWRA0YniS9E" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span></span></div></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-70041825281937659742010-03-07T14:35:00.000-07:002010-03-08T12:54:40.430-07:00London & Mama Time..<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx1EF6y-LyfPRBdP1oqhQQUY0ZY6d51z2TantqQdMIdr1aBtxdBe58MJnPYGiFZN94_fSAfac2SLahuRMDH0g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div>I had to post these because A) London is the biggest tease around, for those of you who dont believe it which is so funny at her age.. B) She's getting so big so fast I can hardly believe it! C) she just learned her name, when asked she replies "L?!" and of course D) could she get any cuter?! All in all, we had a really fun time rolling around on my floor while she tried to sit on my face... she was too funny and very determined to pin me down on the ground! Hope you get a good laugh out of her like I did! </div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxN7b-ZlD3TrsWudEJ4-3D1ERnNmV3zLIerCONsU2eE0uz7azDHNTrP20tfLKd3xiTBsoOKury0QJZk-BWf1g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-71996156155530768392010-03-07T14:23:00.000-07:002010-03-07T14:30:05.536-07:00That a girl Marilyn Monroe!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8vn4UFDVb4Tz73ZNgJHdClthyphenhyphen88dYeS22ufzpIhgPIf6fwYMPljmDxiBavevM-kxnFaJroo_VAyjTeHopaa_PMsGzf8FUmjy2-Gjfp8gF-P7Ho4HI0d8g2TuKhFwyrCewzkHjIMr-VA/s1600-h/marilyn_monroe_quote.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8vn4UFDVb4Tz73ZNgJHdClthyphenhyphen88dYeS22ufzpIhgPIf6fwYMPljmDxiBavevM-kxnFaJroo_VAyjTeHopaa_PMsGzf8FUmjy2-Gjfp8gF-P7Ho4HI0d8g2TuKhFwyrCewzkHjIMr-VA/s400/marilyn_monroe_quote.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446005871989603586" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8vn4UFDVb4Tz73ZNgJHdClthyphenhyphen88dYeS22ufzpIhgPIf6fwYMPljmDxiBavevM-kxnFaJroo_VAyjTeHopaa_PMsGzf8FUmjy2-Gjfp8gF-P7Ho4HI0d8g2TuKhFwyrCewzkHjIMr-VA/s1600-h/marilyn_monroe_quote.jpg"></a>I really like this quote I think its true in life and sometimes we just need a reminder that everything happens for a reason, you learn the most from hard times and your mistakes and in the end, eventually .... one day, IT WILL WORK OUT just as it is supposed to. Always does and I think she's right, the only person you can rely on and trust is yourself at the end of the day, because no matter how hard you try or what you do you can't ever control anyone or anything but yourself. You are your own best friend, you create your life and your destiny. </div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:78%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:9px;"><br /></span></span></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-86801342520122410612010-02-16T22:42:00.000-07:002010-02-17T01:28:31.348-07:00A Tribute To My "Harley Mar": January 8, 2004 - February 06, 2010.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk2F4Lrx34dE-I7I4cE-QjaEqy6QA_kwgD05l8xAYXHyS6wCdgsVpBqaD0-ipH29ndPRyV7Tdz81jvnmjB_cZQGcyNxlSKUevJNw46ze31RWDMtFQG0sV3p13LSefWX8vHvWCRVB-KAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0131.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpk2F4Lrx34dE-I7I4cE-QjaEqy6QA_kwgD05l8xAYXHyS6wCdgsVpBqaD0-ipH29ndPRyV7Tdz81jvnmjB_cZQGcyNxlSKUevJNw46ze31RWDMtFQG0sV3p13LSefWX8vHvWCRVB-KAQ/s400/IMG_0131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439118408686484018" /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Tonight I have to pay tribute to a very important little guy in my life. If any of you know me.. you know that there was at one time, before little London came along, another great love in my life. Harley Marley. Yes, he was my dog.. but that didn't stop me from treating him like my baby boy! Ohh how I loved him from the moment I met him. One of the happiest days ever! My ex husband, Dave, after only a few weeks of dating, had surprised me with him at work one day. I had told Dave, on one of our first dates, that when I was having a bad day I would go to the pet store because the puppies made me happy & they never failed to brighten my day. I had wanted a yorkie for as long as I could remember & that is how the story of Harley begins.. One morning I received a mysterious card that was delivered to my office, which read "it doesn't happen very often, but every once in awhile you meet a person who never deserves to be sad in life & always deserves to smile. That person is you. Hope he will always brighten your days.." along with the card, was a tiny dog bone. I remember jumping up as quick as I could & ran to the front desk & there he was.. this tiny little ball of fur with great big brown eyes & a tiny green bow tied in his hair.. need I say more?! It was love at first sight, & Dave was right, from that day forward, Harley always brightened my day. You see, he was not just any yorkie, Harley loved everyone.. especially kids.. & smart, he understood everything you said to him. One of my favorite things Har would do, every time I would reach for my purse or any bag for that matter, he would jump right in or hang on to it for dear life as you were walking out the door. He even understood & loved his car seat, he'd jump right in & sit there happy as could be. (yes, he had a car seat..) But probably my favorite quality, it never failed, he was always happy to see you walk through the door. If only everyone greeted us as happy as a dog! Harley really was like a little person, maybe cause I always treated him that way, who knows, but he understood everything you were saying, & you better believe, he had more clothes than any dog on the block! I have to share one of my cutest memories of Harley. Like I said, he really "got it," & one day I was packing my suitcase to head down south, well Harley sat right in the middle of the suitcase watching everything I did, he was NOT getting left out on this trip. Lol.. anyways I had left the room for a bit & when I came back in I saw him digging around in there with his nose, sniffing or burying something inside... well I didn't think too much of it at the time, packed up the car & left. When we finally arrived at our destination while I was unpacking, sure enough, buried in the bottom of my suitcase under all my clothes, was Harley's FAVORITE BONE! Lol, he knew we were leaving town & he sure as heck was not gonna leave his bone behind! Can't say I blame him, not really fair we get to pack all the neccessities we need on a trip, he should too, right?! Just the thought of him makes me smile, he was the best. Harley was always there, by my side, helping me smile through any challenge that I faced for the coming years, he never let me down. I can honestly say that lil dog, literally saved me during a really hard time in my marriage & getting me through my divorce. I wouldn't have survived it without him, by my side, sleeping next to me every night & letting me cry on his shoulder.. literally lol. He would lick up all my tears & bring my smile back again as fast as he could. And then again, during a very lonely time in life while I was pregnant with London, as always, there was Harley & I laying on my bed together, but instead of by my side this time, he would lay right on top of my belly, no where else. So you see.. he was more than "just a dog" to me. He was my lil' Angel & that is how I will always remember him.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 78px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj71d9osXs9oD2WV6AJfcLKhwiRd6ibjKicjifYivRvdkIf667ymSS3r4uOaq5VZoPlUQz5pzdLqy_FGT0X3bcRTn8DBOW1l-m1qk_ieW3jgwvId58pGDA3LmHYhOT-WxGVSNPaZzCziHc/s400/s783492941_526297_8106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439118254644541666" /></span></span></span></div><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have to thank Jason & Strawberri for taking him in for me, after London was born & I wasn't allowed pets in our new apartment. They loved him & he loved them so much! I think he was possibly even happier with them than with me, cause of all the love & attention he received daily from their family. I know its safe to say, that they know & feel exactly what I'm talking about when I say Harley wasn't just any dog & we were all very fortunate to have him in our lives as long as we did. So here is in remembrance to Harley Marley.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We love you "Har" & you will be missed & loved forever!</span></span></div></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq2MXqRjt30kDOpqraTBDJ9byf_dCY2E3mMpV-M7WezEXnyzV4j1F9ZoWcRu18WloymaHWn2UO9tlI63sY2zhl2awBjUzeuNgC78tELb4ju0_8nMFcM-6BheTWVu3yhRVC1cWyDw_2cR4/s400/s783492941_392352_5420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439119929514390050" /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9oMFmbyjDn7uwQIvXjEEzhZu7XxqcqokVj95Xr0q3TrlQEkdPjl_O9P99NgTI6fzIOjhn-QCLsCfKHc5SZaAzCFVx3lxzX-Ydn5FC_1dIwPPpnsNNgiQDMGuI9JsdxZFYsqPa049J5bs/s400/s783492941_526292_9013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439117871219581346" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCHE9NkQ50-T1rtsAy1MOnMJZZUXbXv9eSnkDs7WcwMob-bT7THVU_R4esKnUIDTcrUNQ_4r4KdC6eKe_HcXALjKQ18A-2GTH-bBdqrj-hPrZq7lAk-C4Fat1G3HUmzrPCYRNBxdjovlk/s400/s783492941_618074_6510.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439117871978905154" /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP47heIZvhuk308XgXWUl5dQUbJs5_uMkXc3uZ4xvxFMVOMWpoOihyphenhyphen9DNbbyA2vyZP-QK-jhHZNK2KzkdKTaQwjpFbzj9D7DUfICCUzj-Zozx41BZie18qEeroGrUYmjxb_4AIpLYBfRU/s400/s783492941_492139_575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439117879080879874" /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMyikenEDjeIR68x3s4dhdqTNz4tNXJg-ud8pjD5igEta44OJOOIRa78Z05VFPm7eoTH1U-6mEql93C3gAk17i7yCinIpuluAvpYLfnQiWXGyShTzCHAfelkF_WaRuHMbK9AQIv8rhzys/s1600-h/IMG_0133.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMyikenEDjeIR68x3s4dhdqTNz4tNXJg-ud8pjD5igEta44OJOOIRa78Z05VFPm7eoTH1U-6mEql93C3gAk17i7yCinIpuluAvpYLfnQiWXGyShTzCHAfelkF_WaRuHMbK9AQIv8rhzys/s400/IMG_0133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439117867093619122" /></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMyikenEDjeIR68x3s4dhdqTNz4tNXJg-ud8pjD5igEta44OJOOIRa78Z05VFPm7eoTH1U-6mEql93C3gAk17i7yCinIpuluAvpYLfnQiWXGyShTzCHAfelkF_WaRuHMbK9AQIv8rhzys/s1600-h/IMG_0133.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><i><b>Harley laying on my preg belly..</b></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I have to end my post with this song I heard the day he passed away & thought of Harley. I know this is the song he'd play for all of us if he could! :)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">"Think of me" by Rosi Golan:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">When you hear it but you just don't listen<br />When you're looking but you just don't see<br />When you're thinking there's no rhyme or reason<br />Think of me<br /><br />When you're getting to the end of a hard day<br />And you're thinking it's a long way home<br />When you're thinking that you're just plain crazy<br />Because you're on your own<br />Think of me<br /><br />I will find you, I promise<br />I will make you believe, oh<br />That I'm in this crazy love for the long haul<br />So think of me<br />Think of me<br /><br />When you're laying on my favorite pillow<br />All you want to do is fall asleep<br />When you're gazing out the bedroom window<br />Please think of me<br />Think of me<br /><br />When you're driving down an empty highway<br />You're surrounded by the sky and sea<br />When you're seeing such a thing of beauty<br />Do you think of me?<br />Think of me<br /><br />I will find you, I promise<br />I will make you believe, oh<br />That I'm in this crazy love for the long haul<br />So think of me<br />Think of me<br /><br />'Cause if I make you a promise<br />That's a promise that I'll keep<br />And I'm in this crazy love for the long haul<br />So think of me<br />Think of me<br /><br />And I'll be home soon<br />I'll be home soon<br />I'll be home soon<br />Home to you<br />'Cause if I make you a promise<br />That's a promise that I'll keep<br />So think of me<br />Think of me.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">We will continue to think of you & the joy you brought to all of our lives. Love you Harle</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">y! </span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Times New Roman';"><br /><br /><br /></span></div></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-88199460966169661862009-11-09T00:29:00.000-07:002009-11-09T00:45:20.955-07:00I believe this to be true...<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly."</span></b></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#555555;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><br /></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHecMC8KT6IPbjderAOuBzPu_lq5yy3ayygUDUtcwAShELf-k3v8CqhHZSUf9ckZwYTF-kBHm1FBCvJIZ9Z3RLV_BU96X7hS4pCdbi2L8VSdLdQdvffHde_dmH5gOeO9x_4xFuCcmLJMs/s400/IMG_6608.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402005099749537666" /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, serif;color:#555555;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(85, 85, 85); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">And isn't this statement so true when it comes to the way we love our children? We think they are the most precious, perfect lil people and we love them more than anything. Maybe we should learn to love the "other important people" in our lives with that same vision... just a thought. And a cute pic of my perfect puppy, whom I do love more than anything in this world. :) </span></span></span></div></div></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-10319377585580883902009-10-11T19:00:00.000-06:002009-10-12T15:29:33.101-06:00Everything happens for a reason...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">As I was sitting in church today.. I realized I haven't posted for awhile on my blog, so I thought I'd take a moment tonight and post some recent thoughts and feelings. I wish I could start by saying the last few months have been extremely happy and easy but unfortunately, that's not the complete truth.. they have actually been a bit difficult and a major trial for me in my life. Some things that I loved and that were once "constants" for me, changed without warning and out of my control. Sometimes I think there is no worse feeling than your whole life changing all around you and there's nothing you can do to stop it! All you can do at that point is hold on and hope for the best! So here I am doing just that. I realized something this week.. that </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">no matter how tightly you hold on to a hand that you think will make you happy, sometimes you have to let it go in order to find the happiness you've been looking for and deserve</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I have lost my job of four years and someone I thought I loved very much this month, and like I said, it was all out of my control. I was counting on these things in my life to make me happy and be here for good. I couldn't have done anything to change those things, and if I could have, I probably would have, but sometimes you dont have that choice, its not your decision to make. But the one thing you can control is yourself and how you will react to the situation placed before you. Gosh, if anything in my life, I have learned that! There is one thing I know right now, I may not have a job, I may not have a man to share my life with anymore, but I do have the most amazing little girl that I get to spend everyday with and am so lucky to be her mom! I also have an amazing family and amazing friends. No one is as fortunate as me in that department, and just when you need them, they always seem to surface! For instance, tonight I received a suprise phone call from a long lost friend who I haven't spoken to in forever. . and it oddly enough it was exactly what I needed. He said all the right things I needed to hear, and reminded me of what I deserve, have to offer and to look forward to! He gave me the strength I was needing to find in that moment. It seems that God always knows what and who we need, when we need them.. and besides that, its always nice to have a little reminder that brings a big smile to your face! So my point is this, no matter what it is we have or are facing in life, we always have many around us loving and supporting and soo much to be happy and thankful for! I know I do. These are the things that help us all at the end of a long hard day, or month or year or whatever it may be. Life is uncertain and people are going to disappoint you, but all you can do is move forward looking at the bright side, learning from your mistakes and experiences and do the things you can do now to work towards the things you want to be happy in the future. Stop focusing on the negative, so you can see the positives standing right before you! One of my all time favorite quotes is <b>"REJECTION IS OF THE LORD'S PROTECTION."</b> Silly I know, but I can't tell you how many times in my life this has proven to be true.. and when the storms come pooring down, I remember these words and find comfort in knowing this. Everything happens for a reason and I truly believe what's meant to be.. will. We will <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">all</span></b> get our happy ending one day, whether thats today, tomorrow or whenever it may be, it will happen! Remember what you deserve and be confident and strong in who you are and where you're going and for anyone or thing in your life, that don't see it or the things you have to offer, that will be their misfortune. In the meantime, smile and be happy with the people who do and are in your life </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b>now</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> and be thankful for what you have <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">today.</span></b> :) </span><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj0HtuX1NGG2llLhcCIVV9TFZS5isc-JtPRD2UJm7jDj_Equ2pWxtXGPSMt5B1TsdMkVi-Y5ceoIssAm9bAleuKA7KP7F8W5UA14V8i7_xuVEJiYZvhlb_rnZrqUQEstg29YkR9_Hu9GY/s400/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391570904764602002" /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7PcpYIbt08honRJeDqdCuhCVIrVPfFUiRTE7EyktACRgDsPzBqOJ9KdGUuALkk5hmq2eqTBgaxOGbCL2uxViK8PgNxc5XIn-RV1YlcPuT6mLv5kjUh30hZyHEy_-lOrm764CT7iT_oyI/s400/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391570903343037106" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQs9jxcVLnCxGdX1mp6CVVFUPr8Ol_60crGROaK4gluevdJxVh1XWHuVepD0EORe0HijFjUvm9hAw6BrYUem03WzKLZK858VaREK0jlSqaf7YW_LAqnWLTSW4jOlUu-RbywoVgIC4Yh3Q/s400/IMG_3216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391570894141592770" /><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCtK47uoBxYkRtyrlIJHXbW-smV-CQii_eoVfw3rlspCEqABmN-48iR2NtvVXnBnIfmpzRCOmDnk5BGwevhz6fzHOPOzD_PB97PtmsSHHX58t3LnwKsZPsHhM-HHKW7Ff_aX3gHi1_NvI/s400/IMG_3218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391570914250529618" /></div><div><div><br /></div></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-7893984321359949812009-08-19T22:33:00.001-06:002009-08-19T22:50:26.973-06:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">When we risk, we often feel good- more fulfilled than when we don't. Take a leap into the unknown today. U may just find yourself!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, fantasy; line-height: normal; "><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcv0MVonNoXd6FUf1d9Nd7g6QJ7vcZUjrOICxK7bvxyYm1F_hUJgDaebSqs3G29eAOx8DH9Ao83dPmJ4crOduYA6HCr8iYvC9T_Gmw1CJoHFSiTRmnA-l9HfmfThGGMQU8es6ZV9fObZM/s400/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371903467575570162" /></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">oh and by the way.. being a mom is the greatest joy there is. </span></span></span></span></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-45431597660400486772009-07-29T16:43:00.000-06:002009-07-29T17:08:11.813-06:00London in the drivers seat, literally!What a fun weekend we had in Cello for the 24th! Here's a few pics of London in the drivers seat playin around! I forgot how much fun I have getting out my nice camera and practicing my photography!<div>Here's a few of her in the moment.. I love these pics because they show so much of her personality! ahh, my baby is getting so big, she cracks me up here! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOcVQDfYu36t_hufYMr4FW56Khgls5wwVVeVv4Jw_Th8Lryjiby3pV55SYb5YPsnNSL8P6yTWeNwpIppdxS38YDkoHnMzp5L8-OSZXKAuqBvSHBT824-tLu8IZN2PvttBiX_zhtZ_pokM/s1600-h/IMG_4667.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOcVQDfYu36t_hufYMr4FW56Khgls5wwVVeVv4Jw_Th8Lryjiby3pV55SYb5YPsnNSL8P6yTWeNwpIppdxS38YDkoHnMzp5L8-OSZXKAuqBvSHBT824-tLu8IZN2PvttBiX_zhtZ_pokM/s400/IMG_4667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364019602784667842" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd72urmwZ4104RTbo_uWtoQfXIduW7dkS_ZHXEYtQ-pzXSuuaxqAg_uwATW0Caao3fTJ9BwpjklbNA6Oyk8ZzhYhXdw1xSLT0TFwQa7Y5p_wRcB58SJIRjlapt7txm8ov-fHb57Dex3GU/s400/IMG_4725.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364019607937344418" /><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQB_T1GF5CHmCYQNWrAVRKlqkokwq2JKs52VSvY_dLlA3AWwa73CCAXRWlpce8ku4QUsbBk1eVGSPsG7VL33L50hGSKb9XY1ORlLCeoiNDhAjlTIGFLhea6a_FGDILk344aF5VqAZMTTo/s400/IMG_4684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364019574913140434" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBYBaOv9GN68ILlp0WnrQz9GLRW_XT1lBL0KXAgZS5zodlhL5eHaFubm8kMEQ_Oh7i9Z0Af_txGGByRx5mHN-E1SdY4BhKZRw9Ibcz4u6o0GheCvyP67532piCaiJMdal_CgVawK59ceY/s1600-h/IMG_4648.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBYBaOv9GN68ILlp0WnrQz9GLRW_XT1lBL0KXAgZS5zodlhL5eHaFubm8kMEQ_Oh7i9Z0Af_txGGByRx5mHN-E1SdY4BhKZRw9Ibcz4u6o0GheCvyP67532piCaiJMdal_CgVawK59ceY/s400/IMG_4648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018474295424754" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHODx-QpAv2I6beNiQlz6Mr0UlPFQN3Hprrdi5ak3mTP1HrH-hM1QD_48NlRNqwaso8wIaI2HTp688LvaQo3K3fFH1rDNyxRXFrHAZevMqz2mPeBUBQ1xgjaI29avNlMFmFchkTgqiIg/s1600-h/IMG_4646.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaHODx-QpAv2I6beNiQlz6Mr0UlPFQN3Hprrdi5ak3mTP1HrH-hM1QD_48NlRNqwaso8wIaI2HTp688LvaQo3K3fFH1rDNyxRXFrHAZevMqz2mPeBUBQ1xgjaI29avNlMFmFchkTgqiIg/s400/IMG_4646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018465651693922" /></a><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZrc2jLBzJupwwZblm40Lopd6vs6c8l_mtNQYo2wWTDSuWdY1n1K99gEbph4BfqRC8tsfXHdY4356Ce3fsGkBA5C5tD6XEe7t9vRotVW1QNQv1h3458O6VrSu7mQjQwhMmCBLpM3YVgog/s400/IMG_4645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018454310073586" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7NxbGPgiRHzR2T2kz-1bJI0cjSXuHy1UJvi8sClMSipr-bfSHo2mDj7Mjq3Jh-tp4I7DupmAe7tRf-a8ew7qOzdLdG8c9CIhvUdC8ZEaKklOWbqPS_aBa2AQij3iLI7gL30aSpPPRwQ/s1600-h/IMG_4634.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP7NxbGPgiRHzR2T2kz-1bJI0cjSXuHy1UJvi8sClMSipr-bfSHo2mDj7Mjq3Jh-tp4I7DupmAe7tRf-a8ew7qOzdLdG8c9CIhvUdC8ZEaKklOWbqPS_aBa2AQij3iLI7gL30aSpPPRwQ/s400/IMG_4634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018445520148498" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ3DBVu4eysz0Gxv_yYzDaldTF-wSCjFXPLOj0yknykwxP4LCchm3DFjNKKib_EULcm8apQLZ_z-UIAQqfsWWDEE7G-2YzlRbel7fHOiQFUcZ0DXHeSQaorXcHCeXOndRJkJc24ZthH4I/s1600-h/IMG_4629.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ3DBVu4eysz0Gxv_yYzDaldTF-wSCjFXPLOj0yknykwxP4LCchm3DFjNKKib_EULcm8apQLZ_z-UIAQqfsWWDEE7G-2YzlRbel7fHOiQFUcZ0DXHeSQaorXcHCeXOndRJkJc24ZthH4I/s400/IMG_4629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364018440217544098" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-3393475737549689752009-07-20T22:47:00.001-06:002009-08-19T22:56:47.491-06:00These are the Moments.<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">moments </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">that take our breath away. " </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">“</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_gives_us_brief_moments_with_another-but/254740.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Life gives us brief </span></span></span></a></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_gives_us_brief_moments_with_another-but/254740.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">moments</span></span></span></a></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_gives_us_brief_moments_with_another-but/254740.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> with another...but sometime</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/life_gives_us_brief_moments_with_another-but/254740.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">s in those brief moment we get memories that last a life time...</span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">”<br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">“</span></span><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/kiss_your_life-accept_it-just_as_it_is-today-now/9772.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Kiss your life. Accept it, just as it is. Today. Now. So that those </span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">moments</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> of happiness you're waiting for don't pass you b</span></span></span></a><a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/kiss_your_life-accept_it-just_as_it_is-today-now/9772.html" style="text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">y.</span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">”</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Here are some of my favorite "</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">moments</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">" of the summer thus far....</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGYnT9S5zJR9m3fWENQD8HhQ8ChMX6O1VpmMUydYnblJGjHI0hptWvvESN0MDuTD0aSQqGI6vAuJLB7roawxa0pkQBdoto3NtSnXLZ6GH-4yUGAtm7i64IiQP4lxRLu9M2rUARjQpButU/s1600-h/IMG_5443.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGYnT9S5zJR9m3fWENQD8HhQ8ChMX6O1VpmMUydYnblJGjHI0hptWvvESN0MDuTD0aSQqGI6vAuJLB7roawxa0pkQBdoto3NtSnXLZ6GH-4yUGAtm7i64IiQP4lxRLu9M2rUARjQpButU/s400/IMG_5443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787289117411698" /></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ahh boating with Aunt Shellee! London's first boat ride...what a great moment. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreIZL7W4S6-xArusDejsVcVfG5VSO2gAXxFgzKlZvNzeWZ2_CRDjwVrEXleIBBvJh21gKcYIlWhgtTfkPkGQLaNkqtr8uo4yDEh_lPMU-bjYhD9uF53XBUOYEs9DWahZEv9Dnt1u9bD0/s1600-h/IMG_5309.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreIZL7W4S6-xArusDejsVcVfG5VSO2gAXxFgzKlZvNzeWZ2_CRDjwVrEXleIBBvJh21gKcYIlWhgtTfkPkGQLaNkqtr8uo4yDEh_lPMU-bjYhD9uF53XBUOYEs9DWahZEv9Dnt1u9bD0/s400/IMG_5309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787285516084882" /></span></span></a></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgreIZL7W4S6-xArusDejsVcVfG5VSO2gAXxFgzKlZvNzeWZ2_CRDjwVrEXleIBBvJh21gKcYIlWhgtTfkPkGQLaNkqtr8uo4yDEh_lPMU-bjYhD9uF53XBUOYEs9DWahZEv9Dnt1u9bD0/s1600-h/IMG_5309.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">playin with London while watching Dave play baseball, does it get any better? perfect moment.</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5JP168eaiBL0KXNtCDFWU3p-vFW8trOjnAPGdyLx6ZyqVUUxPe1UdG-CNbOfr_d1wY6GPR0hfxYHjgupGCyXaUWAgmQ05Wj98ElB1cSZ67aZ5dEmOEkV_7lvV0O2cfRyIvo6P6er2AQQ/s1600-h/IMG_5400.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5JP168eaiBL0KXNtCDFWU3p-vFW8trOjnAPGdyLx6ZyqVUUxPe1UdG-CNbOfr_d1wY6GPR0hfxYHjgupGCyXaUWAgmQ05Wj98ElB1cSZ67aZ5dEmOEkV_7lvV0O2cfRyIvo6P6er2AQQ/s400/IMG_5400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787281384653298" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Swimmin in Idaho without our suits! London's first diaper swim! fun moment. </span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmHgWU_xZNu-uOIvdYZD7X88EGhhajS-TO1coDJssJer4RlgTijX1y08mH87ALtf7cTG6LgfwZRs2FeXJ-urWKTWvJUaQI9kJ_RScJ-eKlZexk3ioIaybiqSS-Rsr2YQ_RlqGlLrHaVLs/s1600-h/IMG_5046.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmHgWU_xZNu-uOIvdYZD7X88EGhhajS-TO1coDJssJer4RlgTijX1y08mH87ALtf7cTG6LgfwZRs2FeXJ-urWKTWvJUaQI9kJ_RScJ-eKlZexk3ioIaybiqSS-Rsr2YQ_RlqGlLrHaVLs/s400/IMG_5046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787272309700818" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">takin' London to the pool, this was her </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">first time... lovin the moment</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpT-j5VaDHWqvCqdwA90rWlKYzUcbbR3RE9sWbHvYGQpU_jKvK3lU391xN9CZ9ZprXdFcvYVoY0JV7nw9NxvyAdVRWwn4jdwo2YOZMstcIxLwKj-3NsR5h4NxqYbOHBPtwyCi3HuL3ng/s1600-h/IMG_4935.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdpT-j5VaDHWqvCqdwA90rWlKYzUcbbR3RE9sWbHvYGQpU_jKvK3lU391xN9CZ9ZprXdFcvYVoY0JV7nw9NxvyAdVRWwn4jdwo2YOZMstcIxLwKj-3NsR5h4NxqYbOHBPtwyCi3HuL3ng/s400/IMG_4935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786385381068370" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Her first fly fishin trip in colorado! amazing ou</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">tdoor moment.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRDtYD9s_bN_JvErpwWTAY6-FWeOBFRlyZ_wHsx6-DR6I_fjg0kdm9ffnHSatTaHgWTfqGK9TutsZ7yDMh29cAOC5VNy1Toa1HKV30tTJsOENg16a010T6pVf0dzrZ-NUUx7c1h7nIMYU/s1600-h/IMG_4951.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRDtYD9s_bN_JvErpwWTAY6-FWeOBFRlyZ_wHsx6-DR6I_fjg0kdm9ffnHSatTaHgWTfqGK9TutsZ7yDMh29cAOC5VNy1Toa1HKV30tTJsOENg16a010T6pVf0dzrZ-NUUx7c1h7nIMYU/s400/IMG_4951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786380131042898" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four wheelin' in CO with my sis! always the funnest moments.</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15OJxMKy_Mg2Rnz8jI8-URZfyuOLbFmhTwzyUwmopaSnQk7QxT6gTl6zP1KbD3pB63ZUGbh6bn8ylccDKMbEIlweqx1ZSEvid9Hi6SeztNc8fD__P9LtFyFh35931UM3VhDHMpdf2R5g/s1600-h/IMG_0648_2.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi15OJxMKy_Mg2Rnz8jI8-URZfyuOLbFmhTwzyUwmopaSnQk7QxT6gTl6zP1KbD3pB63ZUGbh6bn8ylccDKMbEIlweqx1ZSEvid9Hi6SeztNc8fD__P9LtFyFh35931UM3VhDHMpdf2R5g/s400/IMG_0648_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786377948256130" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">London was soo tired she fell over sitting down and was out cold, a </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">completey priceless</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> moment. haha.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT4SbHhcOONxcpzpHI3QMAVqEfBqPo20ZpTvfRIXQkBHt6v6vLHWVawvSYiF74UwA37DVvFaqVnlac4xozTGFBlZZkbC9tf1E_JjN00fzm-9YMpkiMw9DMaVpiipK8A7k07iU4nQDyq8/s1600-h/IMG_4953.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwT4SbHhcOONxcpzpHI3QMAVqEfBqPo20ZpTvfRIXQkBHt6v6vLHWVawvSYiF74UwA37DVvFaqVnlac4xozTGFBlZZkbC9tf1E_JjN00fzm-9YMpkiMw9DMaVpiipK8A7k07iU4nQDyq8/s400/IMG_4953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786372388081138" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four wheelin' with m</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">y BF! crazy and a very fun moment.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPiSs3RsH_SKtoURJg_Qdm1Yn7wZ7QuFuCGXfEbkTl9-dIzuXlHfGVih500Q_rwI2nMHLYaEsJgYqyYokF6-7FEbF2CdEYeKWRmI618z0ua1eeLPWxANF3v3csD5phmrxOnDCymrbhD4/s1600-h/IMG_5371.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLPiSs3RsH_SKtoURJg_Qdm1Yn7wZ7QuFuCGXfEbkTl9-dIzuXlHfGVih500Q_rwI2nMHLYaEsJgYqyYokF6-7FEbF2CdEYeKWRmI618z0ua1eeLPWxANF3v3csD5phmrxOnDCymrbhD4/s400/IMG_5371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360786367662579778" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hangin with Dave and his kids at Bear world, so</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> much fun, these are "the"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> moments.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTX09yqNvuNeiIPbrUBjxP1uu77kW8UMFgoJyxkFDYBjZCf9nwgnNjHokk565zLIAKqSzkqIEArHSV-v08H80aoIg1YzpTIIf0n1TiOvpt1u7XvfOdusnagUbvr2jXbmeN1YcOzOCWpM/s1600-h/IMG_5282.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTX09yqNvuNeiIPbrUBjxP1uu77kW8UMFgoJyxkFDYBjZCf9nwgnNjHokk565zLIAKqSzkqIEArHSV-v08H80aoIg1YzpTIIf0n1TiOvpt1u7XvfOdusnagUbvr2jXbmeN1YcOzOCWpM/s400/IMG_5282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360785686039255122" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Posing with Lily, after a game of mini golf, love</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> that girl moment!</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdo-49FXA9d28eTdjD25TKVXKcVzb4hXDzaSFkVinuIIwKxtPfRerS1vrCUa-4OAg1Ve7QqEefnRyMgXGKZDWmq5T_FGE9nSGw8-3m7VD_9Y4R-nkd9osKBvkBYCwk9X25sZ3wyfQ-kSE/s1600-h/IMG_5256.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdo-49FXA9d28eTdjD25TKVXKcVzb4hXDzaSFkVinuIIwKxtPfRerS1vrCUa-4OAg1Ve7QqEefnRyMgXGKZDWmq5T_FGE9nSGw8-3m7VD_9Y4R-nkd9osKBvkBYCwk9X25sZ3wyfQ-kSE/s400/IMG_5256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360785680474433970" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">London's first Rodeo with mama Kay! what a great moment</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguLZarRqWXcjpnU-W_nRgrDTmBTIcUt4TiaOQSEtu-W-kZTiEJiFxo4xQULwTgPF9K7-KM4Wkt54Gpd5AcrfjRRBDanUTBXnWZAUx0XB6jzNAJs-B10vXAqMOtYMPjr5MgzH1HsXBk7-4/s1600-h/IMG_5393.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguLZarRqWXcjpnU-W_nRgrDTmBTIcUt4TiaOQSEtu-W-kZTiEJiFxo4xQULwTgPF9K7-KM4Wkt54Gpd5AcrfjRRBDanUTBXnWZAUx0XB6jzNAJs-B10vXAqMOtYMPjr5MgzH1HsXBk7-4/s400/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360785675212200530" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The "uncle dad" swi</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">mmin with London in the lake, what an adorable moment.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fm4mwiKOkosAY0jOozBV94wieZZ4HA7sqQk69z7aPFqzW308b1Ot9Yb48LertkQxWEjcClpyS7ywFbOB2m-6-LOvg1ygF8c9ZLdL1D3mUA7tLJEVzRQYdgw3qFidyJ3HX03PBlRp0vI/s1600-h/IMG_0681_2.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fm4mwiKOkosAY0jOozBV94wieZZ4HA7sqQk69z7aPFqzW308b1Ot9Yb48LertkQxWEjcClpyS7ywFbOB2m-6-LOvg1ygF8c9ZLdL1D3mUA7tLJEVzRQYdgw3qFidyJ3HX03PBlRp0vI/s400/IMG_0681_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360785670103528690" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Ahhh, Moab car show and hikin the arches, the co river... an unforgettable moment.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdU3E2l91-PfPuuTuVctWLClJVlVmrRlE48JJuV7RbHd2X3TeULKQGQlEaSbrb2oRn5uEDly51D0RM5g4jzZr3GTbvCMHsvXbgdqxMn2vib-GFBFImsx2SgRV_VwsBs9FQjHmSkgUSlE/s1600-h/IMG_5434.jpg"></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdU3E2l91-PfPuuTuVctWLClJVlVmrRlE48JJuV7RbHd2X3TeULKQGQlEaSbrb2oRn5uEDly51D0RM5g4jzZr3GTbvCMHsvXbgdqxMn2vib-GFBFImsx2SgRV_VwsBs9FQjHmSkgUSlE/s1600-h/IMG_5434.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCdU3E2l91-PfPuuTuVctWLClJVlVmrRlE48JJuV7RbHd2X3TeULKQGQlEaSbrb2oRn5uEDly51D0RM5g4jzZr3GTbvCMHsvXbgdqxMn2vib-GFBFImsx2SgRV_VwsBs9FQjHmSkgUSlE/s400/IMG_5434.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360785665607327858" /></span></span></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Boatin with London, perfect m</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">oment.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJ4S-t2hk6jHD64yGJZNdpiyLoSR3plSEATSdGcSJWTpu6GYMsrd6EJtcjSgZ6ifv_sg2ssRpq2RDrpIJA81emGgWO8wjPfLYz25s9InGejv_o8JwcABMV381fS_AJboVeMDvRtqHe8c/s1600-h/IMG_5412.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvJ4S-t2hk6jHD64yGJZNdpiyLoSR3plSEATSdGcSJWTpu6GYMsrd6EJtcjSgZ6ifv_sg2ssRpq2RDrpIJA81emGgWO8wjPfLYz25s9InGejv_o8JwcABMV381fS_AJboVeMDvRtqHe8c/s400/IMG_5412.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777851613332258" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hangin with my boy, what a great </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">moment in idaho.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjY7gnsRk13un0_UJB6LHP9XY_PuN7CDcz0MShvgmsCKaF4jJABOO4BcedYC14IVH2tKWRYpU4Ozrmh2I5URZx1ZSkEZ3NF76S0_k502JB8g4m622APd79p8xMveonvPuTQm7HGUAX_o/s1600-h/IMG_5462.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPjY7gnsRk13un0_UJB6LHP9XY_PuN7CDcz0MShvgmsCKaF4jJABOO4BcedYC14IVH2tKWRYpU4Ozrmh2I5URZx1ZSkEZ3NF76S0_k502JB8g4m622APd79p8xMveonvPuTQm7HGUAX_o/s400/IMG_5462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777843236296514" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jackson hole with Dave, kids and London, so much fun, this was a moose moment.</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKnj3-nu4c4mSnCL3Ioka12uQt3ZOumdOTPYzo1Cnpxbc4uc5BLVsIvPpGSmkV98l5ibtzr2o_2LE8jGvO6OX7qv3o7JS-x94w1uA-OcxiufAEA4KesmSQzN0mexB85VsB_JvUcDCY3E/s1600-h/IMG_5530.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKnj3-nu4c4mSnCL3Ioka12uQt3ZOumdOTPYzo1Cnpxbc4uc5BLVsIvPpGSmkV98l5ibtzr2o_2LE8jGvO6OX7qv3o7JS-x94w1uA-OcxiufAEA4KesmSQzN0mexB85VsB_JvUcDCY3E/s400/IMG_5530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777838601106338" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">London's first Lagoon trip with the fam! Fun Fun moments!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwShFJYbDBLYPB3D9qwpmq7d-KMk7ZACZZD6o1YqPYAuHTEUEWHEFldJ54rmzRM12QJHlch9GZeRmcHakhL0PU2AJ2wRSsjprgaRuXU_s5Ye6mTw_VVuxSo1nIoPLX5jSGondaS7JRdw/s1600-h/IMG_5581.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHwShFJYbDBLYPB3D9qwpmq7d-KMk7ZACZZD6o1YqPYAuHTEUEWHEFldJ54rmzRM12QJHlch9GZeRmcHakhL0PU2AJ2wRSsjprgaRuXU_s5Ye6mTw_VVuxSo1nIoPLX5jSGondaS7JRdw/s400/IMG_5581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777832696490722" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Her first ride, classic moment at lagoon!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhyphenhyphen2U8BSwDaR-pCpKGOtLjvAUkSQyLzGU45FhUcmgTxgi59AYiX1qM61BwLHr99znDzPWsPjt-4TY2rgXQP4GpYBAj2-eE_Hzdl4J7qV1vb0Ew5di4TsyZi79WKR-tApiRmKLXsYhiM8/s1600-h/IMG_5592.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNhyphenhyphen2U8BSwDaR-pCpKGOtLjvAUkSQyLzGU45FhUcmgTxgi59AYiX1qM61BwLHr99znDzPWsPjt-4TY2rgXQP4GpYBAj2-eE_Hzdl4J7qV1vb0Ew5di4TsyZi79WKR-tApiRmKLXsYhiM8/s400/IMG_5592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777823237327314" /></span></span></a></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hangin with NaNa.. love those moments the most!</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQlPBBuTTCtlHZx-kHpWLn67IW8DPrZzHKij0g0mltdCsw1XBhZENBbIGC_zkf7xQsLScepzko-H20c7IS_41ONg7u3qUD7XhrJ_2y4L-RzHONuYo3UXTOS8Fy2yJfxMFQDdT74zbpbDk/s400/IMG_5693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360791043706865522" /></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hangin at the pool, London had to have some mommy cuddle time.. always my very favorite moments.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBZV-yQyuqw26y-Idiyo8WIE1sw6-b2jOOE-0YtnqezRCCt5Mdk6lJcwRwRH9qWpZPrcn0XLUf66Dn19Hk9BLLbaUwfm3az3WAJgP2EkmEpIfhE_QIiL0Hkb_icPVpnsLHpYGEHLBFSo/s1600-h/IMG_5635.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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"></span></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvy6MfQIYNeDkTLbwVEPo_RHU2PgXtqNr6b3poyc5y4ghT9HjEkSy3lNSBBhBSZ18lMPIa5RtVn7bFwenrR8hEMwF4oJ3_nVLe8pfuAyLtkjGFMz5PpsWHOyQ3WH0VjFi8Jn2xWDPcWQ/s1600-h/IMG_5649.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXvy6MfQIYNeDkTLbwVEPo_RHU2PgXtqNr6b3poyc5y4ghT9HjEkSy3lNSBBhBSZ18lMPIa5RtVn7bFwenrR8hEMwF4oJ3_nVLe8pfuAyLtkjGFMz5PpsWHOyQ3WH0VjFi8Jn2xWDPcWQ/s400/IMG_5649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360776848311762226" /></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Good times with good friends, I adore all these moments with my Girlfriends.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWao2q6Zcf7u9mkopFX73NABCq3QrLsbs1kyBCwro4T8fMmB5oM9EH5_DSv2Zq0qL4_XkSgo1tvxugYYAvcPEaKJthwwzVQZC-qv4hPdYJWiSUj2hdpBXEdL1oa3z30Z2oKuqBEO3CHAY/s1600-h/IMG_5692.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWao2q6Zcf7u9mkopFX73NABCq3QrLsbs1kyBCwro4T8fMmB5oM9EH5_DSv2Zq0qL4_XkSgo1tvxugYYAvcPEaKJthwwzVQZC-qv4hPdYJWiSUj2hdpBXEdL1oa3z30Z2oKuqBEO3CHAY/s1600-h/IMG_5692.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWao2q6Zcf7u9mkopFX73NABCq3QrLsbs1kyBCwro4T8fMmB5oM9EH5_DSv2Zq0qL4_XkSgo1tvxugYYAvcPEaKJthwwzVQZC-qv4hPdYJWiSUj2hdpBXEdL1oa3z30Z2oKuqBEO3CHAY/s400/IMG_5692.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360776846514399826" /></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Her and I, again my favorite moments.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><div><div style="text-align: center; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-cTSSkkplq8vaUszIY_B3UHnseBYOZ-93ZvGecNj8I3IJuZMFp-QzggSJSM8_gL7y5shBr9iwOVUlNPrR_8KNurKAMnMjhoMmwbvWxo361bIETeKwT8s22USeo_Nq6nqP4QvkmWpgBw/s1600-h/IMG_5218.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb-cTSSkkplq8vaUszIY_B3UHnseBYOZ-93ZvGecNj8I3IJuZMFp-QzggSJSM8_gL7y5shBr9iwOVUlNPrR_8KNurKAMnMjhoMmwbvWxo361bIETeKwT8s22USeo_Nq6nqP4QvkmWpgBw/s400/IMG_5218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360787280213164850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Just lovin time spent with my daughter.. these moments are truly priceless.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></span></span></div></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-798107721090627179.post-65405031643210462512009-06-23T12:15:00.000-06:002009-06-23T12:47:08.800-06:00tribute to my boy!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWC3n20yYR3J7PuY0Vja_FyxPZlSpgjGDMaSycBD6FbQyQ6_gxLo9-ArnerlQa56Sn5ZKUnhXoQu3XDUr2__AA1nJQeIlkLcRdvcUlQ4BMmLEEN9iMvwXeNPWgZ2T1yvDwg3Y_SsrmnUs/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWC3n20yYR3J7PuY0Vja_FyxPZlSpgjGDMaSycBD6FbQyQ6_gxLo9-ArnerlQa56Sn5ZKUnhXoQu3XDUr2__AA1nJQeIlkLcRdvcUlQ4BMmLEEN9iMvwXeNPWgZ2T1yvDwg3Y_SsrmnUs/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350588490588368434" /></a></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">when i think of Dave, these are the words that describe him. thank you for making me so happy baby.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I thought this was a cool little site! you can make your own about someone or something you love at </span><a href="http://www.wordle.net/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">http://www.wordle.net/</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">.</span><br /></div>Kimberly & London Younghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17212937164369932738noreply@blogger.com0