<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:21:07.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On deck</title><subtitle type='html'>Life with us is anything but boring...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7383754548399701450</id><published>2011-12-26T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T17:39:10.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take 3</title><content type='html'>Now that I have more technology, I will update more often. Hope everyone had a great Christmas. Ours was wonderful. Time was spent and memories created with our families. Pictures to follow soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7383754548399701450?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7383754548399701450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/take-3.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7383754548399701450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7383754548399701450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/12/take-3.html' title='Take 3'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2370702219615148946</id><published>2011-06-21T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T13:14:51.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysTtUPwCBO0/TgDmCsH-TYI/AAAAAAAABLM/Cnt239sFEfg/s1600/DSCN6251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620745268837109122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysTtUPwCBO0/TgDmCsH-TYI/AAAAAAAABLM/Cnt239sFEfg/s320/DSCN6251.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder just how many times I could go through our blog and see just how many posts I have aobut Disneyland? This summer Aaron and I renewed our passes and are determined to get our money's worth. Shouldn't be that hard since a ticket is over $100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An ASU Softball Alum was coming out to the OC and Lancaster, and we decided to meet at the Happiest Place on Earth. I had only seen pictures of Kaitlin and Hunter, and we were so happy to meet them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeffrey wasted no time talking to her and making friends with Murph and Ryan. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620745275689961090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQcc5sHp8Pc/TgDmDFp0hoI/AAAAAAAABLU/AsErKLjbfOA/s320/DSCN6262.JPG" /&gt;Alexis was her 'charming' self. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620745278623205586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wcTiG4FMsSk/TgDmDQlKSNI/AAAAAAAABLc/vlbEWs2YFxw/s320/DSCN6268.JPG" /&gt;It was so cool to hang out once again. I really do miss all the girls from ASU - all sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left Murph &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620745290868655218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBykf4WT408/TgDmD-MtBHI/AAAAAAAABLk/fW8jW8ngeHQ/s320/DSCN6269.JPG" /&gt;we were on our own. We did the tea cups, &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620745295899251890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yHtVSUiM4K4/TgDmEQ8F1LI/AAAAAAAABLs/lbhR7MEZNg0/s320/DSCN6282.JPG" /&gt;played around and my sister and Bear were so cool and brought us dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2 began bright and early for us. It was our family goal to get to Star Tours. For those that don't know, Star Tours recently opened up. Disneyland opened up at 8:00. We got there at 8:25 and the line was already 1 hr, 40min. The line to get a fastpass was 15min. It was pure madness. We got there, got our passes and split up. We went with my mother-in-law, and sister-in-law and family, so Aaron and Jeff and crew went on Space Mountain. Lexi and I hit Dumbo. Jeff came back completely jazzed. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620762491234179106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ntDeNM0xWf4/TgD1tKjaWCI/AAAAAAAABL0/XEPCM4TnkDg/s320/DSCN6837.JPG" /&gt;Alexis loved having her Mommy and Me time. While they went on one ride, Alexis and I hit three. She had a major turning point in her life... she wanted to take a picture with the characters. I got pictures of her with various characters, but Eeyore was her favorite.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620762495903281634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VapjZr37gLg/TgD1tb8nMeI/AAAAAAAABL8/OJ16ALoFLv8/s320/DSCN6863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went over to California Adventure and got Fastpasses for Soarin' Over California, and let the kids get wet. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620763923965022706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJztVX3dXhA/TgD3Aj5EEfI/AAAAAAAABMc/n_ld2bcPZMY/s320/DSCN6885.JPG" /&gt;Jeffrey also had the chance to see his Cars Heroes ~ Lightning McQueen &amp;amp; Mater.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620762500567472274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFcVJybkI3U/TgD1ttUpGJI/AAAAAAAABME/iap7n0VQvwM/s320/DSCN6865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a little lunch we went back to ride Star Tours and let me tell you, it was well worth getting up early and getting a pass for. We also sat down and got our seats for the Jedi Training Academy. We had seen it once before, but Jeff did not get picked. And this time whadayaknow... Jeffrey got picked to be a Padawon! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620762510177596354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulIDUiAwrx4/TgD1uRH388I/AAAAAAAABMU/z0n9SXLiFrI/s320/DSCN6936.JPG" /&gt;He went through his training and got his chance at Darth Vader.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620762503258743026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NoX0dm0WmRQ/TgD1t3WSoPI/AAAAAAAABMM/_gQ2-93gmB0/s320/DSCN6923.JPG" /&gt; He was on Cloud 9!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended the day at the parade. I liked it! The had all the characters &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620763933096294050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sZPp4Q2irMM/TgD3BF6INqI/AAAAAAAABMk/8jWa9R04ZVc/s320/DSCN6959.JPG" /&gt;and it turned out to be pretty cool. The kids had a blast, and Aaron and I were exhausted by the end of the day. However, we did agree... we can't wait to go back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2370702219615148946?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2370702219615148946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/disneyland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2370702219615148946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2370702219615148946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/disneyland.html' title='Disneyland'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysTtUPwCBO0/TgDmCsH-TYI/AAAAAAAABLM/Cnt239sFEfg/s72-c/DSCN6251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7968132944479997066</id><published>2011-06-21T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:52:51.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time in OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpye_3DJDKo/TgDLOH46P0I/AAAAAAAABKc/sjEykYGq2aA/s1600/DSCN6635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715778454732610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpye_3DJDKo/TgDLOH46P0I/AAAAAAAABKc/sjEykYGq2aA/s320/DSCN6635.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there's one thing that means it's summer, it is the constant visits to the OC. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715775109792786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIY5yCLeMBA/TgDLN7bahBI/AAAAAAAABKU/2sbgqMHVzWI/s320/DSCN6609.JPG" /&gt;Don't get me wrong, it's not that I am complaining, but we try to compensate for not being there during the regular year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer is where we take advantage of the weekday activities. Now that my dad is retired, he comes along on these adventures.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715783545407122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4z6W-L9696w/TgDLOa2nxpI/AAAAAAAABKk/udj9dU7gIJ0/s320/DSCN6677.JPG" /&gt;He says it's because he wants to spend time with us. I know it's because I give him snacks, and he's gauranteed a meal. Nonetheless, we love having him and spending time with him. We decided to go to the "Duck" Park. Well the kids decided they wanetd to go on the swings, and so did my Dad. It was on the swings that my Dad decided he wanted to jump. Me, being the good daughter asked him to wait so he could be safe and I could get a good shot.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620715789661370322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HNeSTpNxuDk/TgDLOxox99I/AAAAAAAABKs/fBzNWofkXew/s320/DSCN6695.JPG" /&gt; He didn't and nearly killed himself on the landing. Apparently a week later, he is still sore, and has a bruise. Words and pictures do not do his jump justice. A video would have been epic... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After our swing expedition we decided to brave the ducks. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620717909471557890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sp9caEjLwuw/TgDNKKi6eQI/AAAAAAAABK8/JJe-iZG8wfA/s320/DSCN6818.JPG" /&gt;And I really do mean brave them. First off let me ask, when did they outlaw feeding the ducks? I was very surprised. We went and the kids loved them. Until they began to attack... Lexi being my little Daredevil would get close and closer until......&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620717911477389202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IsB_7j8P9sg/TgDNKSBJB5I/AAAAAAAABLE/prMm0q3OlYc/s320/DSCN6813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They ran after her. Most kids would probably come running back crying, not my Alexis. She was loving it! I don't get this kid... she is afraid of family, but Geese and Ducks, no problem! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7968132944479997066?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7968132944479997066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-time-in-oc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7968132944479997066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7968132944479997066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-time-in-oc.html' title='Summer Time in OC'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vpye_3DJDKo/TgDLOH46P0I/AAAAAAAABKc/sjEykYGq2aA/s72-c/DSCN6635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2857018108112973569</id><published>2011-06-21T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:42:08.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego</title><content type='html'>Right after school ended we went down to OC to go to three events in one day. A baby welcoming, baby shower, and a graduation party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620709328383688546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhVnPnp-Xak/TgDFWrgIv2I/AAAAAAAABKM/aDDnOUckE1U/s320/DSCN5940.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TA8v_yUF3hI/TgDFWdtYByI/AAAAAAAABKE/Oo6OLcU0hUI/s1600/DSCN5949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620709324681119522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TA8v_yUF3hI/TgDFWdtYByI/AAAAAAAABKE/Oo6OLcU0hUI/s320/DSCN5949.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620709308043761170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHjcFCC1SBk/TgDFVfuuFhI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RaHC3R5ZGiE/s320/DSCN5967.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tdd3DViG2Zk/TgDFVCfk_-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/snj2mf2FoPs/s1600/DSCN5805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620709300195622882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tdd3DViG2Zk/TgDFVCfk_-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/snj2mf2FoPs/s320/DSCN5805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hrx92ZzqlLk/TgDDFWjtAXI/AAAAAAAABJk/7CdocRuTbmw/s1600/DSCN5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620706831680471410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hrx92ZzqlLk/TgDDFWjtAXI/AAAAAAAABJk/7CdocRuTbmw/s320/DSCN5624.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those events in one day, we needed a vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620706823809433490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsprCnbDHG8/TgDDE5PGf5I/AAAAAAAABJc/i862fZidByo/s320/DSCN5664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-azIR-iQVSUI/TgDDEVqjgDI/AAAAAAAABJU/gnrNR5JKL1g/s1600/DSCN5919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620706814260903986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-azIR-iQVSUI/TgDDEVqjgDI/AAAAAAAABJU/gnrNR5JKL1g/s320/DSCN5919.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed off to San Diego and Sea World. We had gone to Sea World over Spring Break to activiate our passes and used them to the fullest those two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620706804458815650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QPK8R2lOVsE/TgDDDxJjgKI/AAAAAAAABJM/ROVg3NqQT0E/s320/DSCN5926.JPG" /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alexis once again really enjoyed Elmo's Fun Land,&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620706789253942130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ps8quTmE7-8/TgDDC4gbi3I/AAAAAAAABJE/cbPnIQ8bLlk/s320/DSCN5617.JPG" /&gt; while Jeffrey got to experience Atlantis. His new favorite ride... like 6 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also saw the soft opening of the new turtle reef and ride. We ended up spending two nights there and it was just the break that we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2857018108112973569?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2857018108112973569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/san-diego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2857018108112973569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2857018108112973569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/san-diego.html' title='San Diego'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JhVnPnp-Xak/TgDFWrgIv2I/AAAAAAAABKM/aDDnOUckE1U/s72-c/DSCN5940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4999627753751557848</id><published>2011-06-21T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T09:07:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 year Letter to Jeffrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fx-g8gPNe8/TgC_QlDxV1I/AAAAAAAABI8/ZOH8RhrSsA0/s1600/DSCN4413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620702626505119570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fx-g8gPNe8/TgC_QlDxV1I/AAAAAAAABI8/ZOH8RhrSsA0/s320/DSCN4413.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey James,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe that I am writing your 5 year letter to you. It seems like it was yesterday that I had you in my tummy and you were projected to be 10lbs.! For the most part,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620702623855625762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l29DHk5s3gs/TgC_QbMFRiI/AAAAAAAABI0/vMPW3YUOkus/s320/DSCN3931.JPG" /&gt;you are a happy little guy who enjoys making others laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620702619889622658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ReRE5GPOw0o/TgC_QMag3oI/AAAAAAAABIs/4MjNkGRAbeM/s320/DSCN4467.JPG" /&gt;This past year you have experienced many different things, and your true personality is beginning to show. This year brought your love for Star Wars, first loss, t-ball, rollercoaster rides, 2nd wedding, etc. All in all, you handled each situation like a champ.&lt;br /&gt;You participated in your Tia Kristi and Bear’s wedding. You did awesome walking down the aisle and hammed it up at the reception. Not to mention ‘Your Bear’ became part of this family.&lt;br /&gt;T-ball was something that deep down we hoped you would take up, but never wanted to force it on you. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620702599677487730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-06HsV-2x5Lk/TgC_PBHkKnI/AAAAAAAABIk/MLyIL2G0ndY/s320/DSCN4671.JPG" /&gt;We asked if you wanted to play, and you really seemed to love it. You met many new friends and made us laugh when you made your friend “Gonner” whose real name was “Connor”. Your first season was one to remember almost all of your family made it up to see you play. You did your best on the field, and had a few chalk fights here and there.&lt;br /&gt;I always knew you’d be more daring than I was, but was hoping you were not as daring as your dad. You have ridden Pirates of the Caribbean before you were 2. I was hoping that you would hold off on the bigger rides… hope not prevailed. This year you begged to go on Thunder Mountain with your cousins, and Mommy holding you down. My first Thunder Mtn ride, I buried my head and squeezed my eyes shut. You laughed and put your hands up!&lt;br /&gt;You truly enjoy and love your family. You love talking, playing, and simply hanging out with all of your family. As you Mommy, I always wanted pass on the importance and love for family, and it seems like you are grasping it.&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of family… this year was a bit different for you. This past year your Tita went up to Heaven. You were upset, and it took some time for you to adjust and understand that she lives in your heart. I don’t know if you’ll remember her, but you don’t know how special you and Alexis had/have it. You two were the first Kavanagh’s to have 4 great-grandparents, and 4 grandparents – that had not happened in a LONG time. I will tell you, so you don’t ever forget, that your Tita loved you very much.&lt;br /&gt;One major thing, that seems to rule your movie nights, is Star Wars. You have become the biggest fan of all the movies. You love knowing all the characters, and asking questions about them. It makes me laugh in side that you challenge me about what movies they were in. You ask me, don’t like me answer, and proceed to ask your dad. Who then proceeds to tell you that I was right all-along You constantly play Jedis with just about anyone, and Alexis has gotten in on it, named herself Yoda.. Most recently you were picked at the Jedi Academy and got to fight Darth Vader. You thought it was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;This next year will bring a lot of change for you. You will begin Kindergarten and leave the comforts of Ms. Vickie. This change, I feel will have a great effect on all of us. You will no longer be with your sister, nor Ms. Vickie. While we know that you are more than ready for this, Mommy is still struggling with this.&lt;br /&gt;As I write this, you have two loose teeth. I am anticipating this will fall out soon, with little to no drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to watching you grown and become your own little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vrs3mBoOiw/TgC_O8f_MvI/AAAAAAAABIc/R1dCZjO1Ucc/s1600/DSCN5595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620702598437745394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5vrs3mBoOiw/TgC_O8f_MvI/AAAAAAAABIc/R1dCZjO1Ucc/s320/DSCN5595.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4999627753751557848?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4999627753751557848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/jeffrey-james-i-cannot-believe-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4999627753751557848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4999627753751557848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/jeffrey-james-i-cannot-believe-that-i.html' title='5 year Letter to Jeffrey'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fx-g8gPNe8/TgC_QlDxV1I/AAAAAAAABI8/ZOH8RhrSsA0/s72-c/DSCN4413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4159193935827438826</id><published>2011-03-25T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T21:37:38.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break in HB 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ0CrT9ZRTo/TY1rDhUBL_I/AAAAAAAABHo/FTxcyiuOb8c/s1600/DSCN4825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588240420862767090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ0CrT9ZRTo/TY1rDhUBL_I/AAAAAAAABHo/FTxcyiuOb8c/s320/DSCN4825.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we were on Spring Break this last week, and I would say that we took full advantage of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday landed us at the outlets - Coach, Carter, Nike, we hit them all.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588240412221855954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bttDHpbLS9A/TY1rDBH3WNI/AAAAAAAABHY/kXOegGyAgtI/s320/DSCN4778.JPG" /&gt; The kids, for the most part, were okay. Minimal complaining, maximum snacking. We ended the day by eating Bobs Big Boy. I could not have been happier. At night we went to go see Gnomeo and Juliet. The kids are really getting into seeing movies, or popcorn with raisinettes, either way everyone leaves happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday we went to Disneyland. My dad is now retired, and so we decided to go. I should mention that it was pouring, but we survived it. The kids hardly complained, and if they did, well we didn't really hear it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday landed us at Sea World... with about half the teaching population. The penguino man, aka Josh, came through again, and gave us tickets. The kids had a blast. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588240405058586114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1BR0dnkZnc8/TY1rCmcAhgI/AAAAAAAABHI/lIxWdWkcXRg/s320/DSCN4709.JPG" /&gt;My sister came, and we had a lot of fun. The kids got to go on rides, see the animals, and feed the sea lions. They had a blast. I don't understand them... when we were at Sea World in November, they didn't like the starfish, it was too slippery, cold, etc.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588240411734995602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uE72W9ngqs4/TY1rC_TycpI/AAAAAAAABHQ/GIHN_xbRLFk/s320/DSCN4766.JPG" /&gt; But when I gave them a fish to feed the sea lion, they acted like pros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was an important occasion. My Nino Raul was going to retire on March 25, 2011. Our plan was to leave on Thursday right after my birthday dinner, so the kids and I decided to surprise him with balloons. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588240417775823394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lgvD0UP6n6o/TY1rDV0CKiI/AAAAAAAABHg/bkvZVaxIzMU/s320/DSCN4806.JPG" /&gt;He worked at the hospital for an astounding 44 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was my birthday, and to tell you the truth, I didn't take a picture I liked, but to recap... Breakfast on the beach, alerto's for lunch, and Stonefire for dinner. It was low key, and I was happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all we had a great break, and the kids had a great time. Only 9 more weeks to summer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for playing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4159193935827438826?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4159193935827438826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-in-hb-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4159193935827438826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4159193935827438826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-break-in-hb-2011.html' title='Spring Break in HB 2011'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJ0CrT9ZRTo/TY1rDhUBL_I/AAAAAAAABHo/FTxcyiuOb8c/s72-c/DSCN4825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2563149465592277208</id><published>2010-11-27T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T17:21:52.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sea World Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400263224245714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqqfYQPdI/AAAAAAAABFw/LBbtDfMPAws/s320/DSCN4355.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we had a 4 day weekend and decided to take full advantage of it. We have a friend who was the best man in our wedding who works at Sea World. He has affectionately been renamed "Penguin Man". Penguin Man, aka Josh, was able to get us three passes to Sea World, so off we went. The kids were excited, Jeffrey has been a few times before, but Alexis has not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to sandwich the trip with a visit to HB as well. The kids were excited and they even decided not to fight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter how many times I go, I love it. There is something to seeing these beautiful creatures in their environment, and seeing them interact with humans. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400268977637538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqq0z-CKI/AAAAAAAABGA/XZLFLtHkysE/s320/DSCN4358.JPG" /&gt;While I am SCARED TO DEATH about seeing whales through the looking glass, I refuse to let me kids be scared.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids have me completely confused - what I thought they would find fun, they did not like. What I thought they might find boring, they loved. Hmph.  I thought they would love the tide pool... eh, not so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGrVOJojZI/AAAAAAAABGg/BPjEYHYVS2M/s1600/DSCN4342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400997333896594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGrVOJojZI/AAAAAAAABGg/BPjEYHYVS2M/s320/DSCN4342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alexis was not so fond of putting her hands in the cold water. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400989398238226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGrUwloBBI/AAAAAAAABGY/qozHU3uiqGI/s320/DSCN4344.JPG" /&gt;Once she held the fish, she wanted to chuck it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400284093814306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqrtH8liI/AAAAAAAABGQ/3nyWPF8Sotg/s320/DSCN4341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the only picture I could get in. Jeff did not want to be part of the shot.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400265446593346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqqnqGk0I/AAAAAAAABF4/veJg6R3mOLQ/s320/DSCN4347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids did not nap, and had a late dinner. It almost made for a bad combination, but we survived. It makes me laugh that they completely crash... together. They have done this a few times before. They drive me crazy, but at the end of the day... with them asleep, clutching their souvenirs, it makes it all worth it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544400272335648898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqrBUlOII/AAAAAAAABGI/xJd6CYe2e7E/s320/DSCN4361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2563149465592277208?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2563149465592277208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/sea-world-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2563149465592277208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2563149465592277208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/sea-world-weekend.html' title='Sea World Weekend'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TPGqqfYQPdI/AAAAAAAABFw/LBbtDfMPAws/s72-c/DSCN4355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2603266291804618540</id><published>2010-11-10T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:53:22.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Visit to Disneyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I have come to the conclusion that life continues and that's okay. Your experiences should shape the person you are and become, not let them hinder you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeff recently got his pass. As I am becoming a baseball widow pretty early in the season, we are determined to use it.  So the four of us, and about ten others joined the party. It was bittersweet as we used to do this with Tita, but I am sure that she was smiling down on us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538179192767405154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQoh9cXGI/AAAAAAAABFo/cgpA8zzzl8Y/s320/DSCN4338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the 14... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538179186045250738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQoI6wbLI/AAAAAAAABFg/aXxm16189Qc/s320/DSCN4334.JPG" /&gt;Jeffrey and Karina - Jeffrey driving. Not sure why Karina is smiling ;p  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538179177143775122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQnnwer5I/AAAAAAAABFY/7JCIi5J0bDA/s320/DSCN4328.JPG" /&gt;Aly and I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538179174190590578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQncwYqnI/AAAAAAAABFQ/1Gk4YNnUby4/s320/DSCN4326.JPG" /&gt; Bear, Kristina, and Alexis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538179167883872546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQnFQvySI/AAAAAAAABFI/Jyg_HbNKdBc/s320/DSCN4323.JPG" /&gt;I have seen many things at Disneyland... trams almost crashing, the inside of Matterhorn, breaking down on Roger Rabbit, people falling out of the tram, but this was a first. A PUPPY on Autopia?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuP9jXzdPI/AAAAAAAABFA/wPc8ZB_RZow/s1600/DSCN4326.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538178452424374466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuP9b96OMI/AAAAAAAABE4/aoPNoc57zUs/s320/DSCN4307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey in Mickey's house&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538178437182003730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuP8jL2GhI/AAAAAAAABEo/LT6BvGYx9AE/s320/DSCN4311.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alexis, Aly, and Jeffrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538178434952686866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuP8a4VbRI/AAAAAAAABEg/9jHIrStUkkc/s320/DSCN4308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to Aly's schedule, and ours it is very hard to do things with her outside of family events. I was happy to know her schedule was clear and she was able to go with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2603266291804618540?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2603266291804618540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-visit-to-disneyland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2603266291804618540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2603266291804618540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-visit-to-disneyland.html' title='Family Visit to Disneyland'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TNuQoh9cXGI/AAAAAAAABFo/cgpA8zzzl8Y/s72-c/DSCN4338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5219716901725393415</id><published>2010-09-22T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T21:12:02.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>It's been a long while, almost two months, but I think I'm back. There has been so much going on and I have not been able to keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this much. Our family is healing...slowly, but healing nonetheless. I equate this to having a scab. You move around, and go on with life. But if you move the wrong way, the scab busts opens, and bleeds once again. Eventually this scab will turn in to a scar. It may no longer hurt, but you see it and remember what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the next weeks I'll try and catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5219716901725393415?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5219716901725393415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5219716901725393415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5219716901725393415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4224076164894304469</id><published>2010-07-22T00:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:06:41.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tita</title><content type='html'>On July 7, 2010 my Tita passed away with the family that she loved and created by her side. We lost a matriarch/mother/grandmother/great-grandmother; Heaven gained an angel. While there are many details I'd like to share, I just can't. Words cannot express the love that I have/had for her. It has been two weeks that she's passed, and yet this is the first I can write of it. The post following this is a slideshow tribute to her. Below is what I read at her Rosary/Viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening. On behalf of the Trujillo family, I’d like to thank you for coming to pay your respects and support our family during this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Kathy Ponce Kavanagh, Maria’s granddaughter, and mother to 2 of her great-grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that I’ve lost just a Grandmother is a complete understatement. In some families, a grandmother is a person whom you solely visit on the holidays. That is not the case with this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the unique opportunity to be watched by my Tita when I was little. I remember her always cleaning, doing laundry, and when it was done, we’d get to go out to just about every store known to man. Swapmeets, Kmart, Zody’s, Sir George’s buffet – it didn’t matter. She liked to go out and take us along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fond memories of that time; her letting me get a bag of M&amp;amp;M’s and open them and begin eating them before we’d pay. Looking back from a parent perspective, I’m not sure if she’d do it to keep me quiet, or to make me happy. Either way, I’ll remember it fondly. When I’d wake up for a nap, she’d have my lunch ready. I could do just about anything I wanted. I was always happy, clean, not always matching, and shiny from the cream she’d put on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tita was always very giving – she’d buy small gifts for everyone. Whether it was socks, shirts, ribbons, bows, and the infamous ruffled chonies. I will say this much, the woman had a thing for ruffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita would come to any event you’d invite her to; birthday parties, t-ball/softball/soccer games, school concerts. She’d go, sit, and smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As we got older we got to go and do more places with her. We would go to Disneyland – rain or shine- and to Vegas. I clearly remember in Vegas that we’d be in line for the buffet and Tita would have her cane in one hand, and a Corona in the other. At times she’d focus solely on the Corona, and leave the cane behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2002, everything changed as my Tita suffered a stroke that left her right side paralyzed. Looking back, I’m not sure just how hard this was for her. She had to learn to do everything with her left hand, and get used to others helping her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this time that I witnessed first hand the sacrifices my Nino Raul, Uncle Jimmy, Mom, and the rest of my Aunts and Uncles had to make. They will tell you that they would do it all over again in a heartbeat, but I’m not sure if anyone else knew of their sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita’s stroke never stopped her, or us, from enjoying life. She still continued doing things with us and enjoying our company. She still went to Disneyland, and Vegas, but it just took more planning and more work. It was these times that the family took advantage of the time we had left with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been told by various family members that my Tita was a tad bit bossy,  very decisive, and ruled with an iron hand. I never personally experienced this as her grandchildren could do just about anything they wanted. Her grandchildren could do no wrong, and her great-grandchildren could do just about anything short of burning down the house. They could play with fake fruit, push her around in the wheelchair, anything they wanted. She enjoyed having them at her house and making her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Tita is sorry she could not be here. She’s sorry that she will not see anymore grandchildren get married, witnessing births, or enjoy any more birthdays, but she has given us all she’s had. It is now time to take her example of adapting and enjoying life to its’ fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like many of you, will miss my Tita. But remember you will not have to look far. You can look at any one of her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren and see her. In us you can see her loves of entertaining others, cooking, and enjoying the daily chiseee3me.  We are her legacy and we will carry her spirit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita- te quiero mucho, and nunca te olvidera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4224076164894304469?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4224076164894304469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/tita_1670.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4224076164894304469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4224076164894304469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/tita_1670.html' title='Tita'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-601394199499602512</id><published>2010-07-22T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:02:36.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI3OTc4MjAxNDk4OCZwdD*xMjc5NzgyMDY5ODA3JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1jNjcyMjgzYjc5MmY*/ZWM5OTY2ZWUxYzY*MmRlNTJmMCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;embed width="480" height="360" src="http://static.pbsrc.com/flash/rss_slideshow.swf" flashvars="rssFeed=http%3A%2F%2Ffeed564.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fss88%2Fkathy32_photo%2FTita%2Ffeed.rss" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/redirect/album?showShareLB=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.pbsrc.com/share/icons/embed/btn_geturs.gif" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/Tita/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.pbsrc.com/share/icons/embed/btn_viewall.gif" style="border:none;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-601394199499602512?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/601394199499602512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/601394199499602512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/601394199499602512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8855752698633659615</id><published>2010-07-21T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:32:00.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;This year we opted not to go to the parade. We decided to kick back and take it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We began the day at Doug &amp;amp; Heidi's swimming. Lexi attempted to take a nap, while I watched my dad attempted to play bartender.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575926219171618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCrstB5yI/AAAAAAAABCY/DyTrFfVDOZc/s320/DSCN3749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Most people bartend in the kitchen, my dad decided to make his masterpiece in the garage.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575931479554786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCsATM-uI/AAAAAAAABCg/e3QnkzAyd7I/s320/DSCN3751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss Lexi Kendyl getting ready to swim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496578697433650338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfFNASDFKI/AAAAAAAABCo/TuFtHZBh4pA/s320/DSCN3754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mr. Jeffrey James ready for the pool. The only thing he is missing is nose plugs : 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496578708795977010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfFNqnCbTI/AAAAAAAABCw/luaHhKCWw9E/s320/DSCN3757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lexi in the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496578717747135026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfFOL9KQjI/AAAAAAAABC4/oRqsMKhcbds/s320/DSCN3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After swimming we went to my Tita's house to have tacos made by my Nino and Polo. I think we were the only people eating tacos on 4th of July. We had a great time. My Aunt Sonia brought her LCR game, which we made into a drinking game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everyone was there. My Tita was there in the middle of it, having fun, and watching her children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575912785193890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCq6qHq6I/AAAAAAAABCI/fQTqawjuH5s/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;, grandchildren, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575903856854386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCqZZcBXI/AAAAAAAABCA/gijOpQ0vHnc/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and great-grandchildren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496575920568493506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCrXpzZcI/AAAAAAAABCQ/6P3PFbfffco/s320/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;have a grand ol' time at her house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We ended the night by doing fireworks. Some people in surrounding neighborhoods were doing the major illegal fireworks, you know the ones. The ones that rival Disneyland. Alexis saw one that was so big that it dumped in my parents yard.  That was it, she wanted no part from that point on.  While Lexi may not have enjoyed the fireworks, my mom did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496580663353736178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfG_b56-_I/AAAAAAAABDI/nPTItAu5lS8/s320/0704002130.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She really enjoyed the sparklers. Here she is with Jeffrey enjoying the sparklers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496580651199048226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfG-uoBKiI/AAAAAAAABDA/iHxnBdcuI-s/s320/0704002126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All in all, it was a great 4th of July. We were surrounded by family and friends, all while having a blast.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8855752698633659615?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8855752698633659615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8855752698633659615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8855752698633659615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TEfCrstB5yI/AAAAAAAABCY/DyTrFfVDOZc/s72-c/DSCN3749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5077689920886381653</id><published>2010-07-01T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T09:50:09.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stitchy in da house!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488973979143763986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCzAwJA5-BI/AAAAAAAABBo/oc0GyA5JIO0/s320/DSCN5388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids have wanted to have Stitch visit for the longest time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We often give Stitch aka Stitchyroni, Chi-Chi,  a hard time. Let's put it this way... if he was a boxer, he'd be in the heavyweight division. Also, since I've moved out of the house, he's become soft - he has a cat-like attitude about him. Aaron put it best... "Fozzy knows his place. He sleeps at the foot of the bed... because he knows he's a  dog. Stitch sleeps on my pillow because he thinks he's ME!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everytime we would try to 'kidnap' him, but my mom and dad would force us to take him out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the reasons we could not take him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'He'll melt' - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay true, but we have the a/c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488975121826992066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCzByp10T8I/AAAAAAAABBw/7Ldui27ULNI/s320/0628001622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Someone will take him' - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if he doesn't leave the a/c we don't have to worry about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'He'll miss us' - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;quite possibly the only valid point, but he's still eating and playing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'You know Kristina will cry about it.' &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;True, but if she's on her Honeymoon she'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once Kristina got married, they were outvoted. Stitchy has been visiting. He has not been his usual self...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loves it! He has been playing and acting puppy like. He loves the kids and has gone quite a few places. He loves sleeping in Jeffrey's room because he's realized that it's the coolest room in the house. He'll go in Lexi's room till she's asleep, paw his way out when she's asleep, and then move to Jeffrey's room till he's down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a lot of fun. The best part about Stitch is that he's great at posing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488973965622909890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCzAvWpSG8I/AAAAAAAABBg/RilVa_vyLjU/s320/0629001810a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  The only problem is I may have created a monster.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488975129949012738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCzBzIGQgwI/AAAAAAAABB4/7GtLqe_fI2w/s320/0629001817a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Perhaps Aaron will let us have another one?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5077689920886381653?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5077689920886381653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/stitchy-in-da-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5077689920886381653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5077689920886381653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/stitchy-in-da-house.html' title='Stitchy in da house!!!'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCzAwJA5-BI/AAAAAAAABBo/oc0GyA5JIO0/s72-c/DSCN5388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6595023685355842442</id><published>2010-06-28T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:27:37.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Mr. &amp; Mrs. Wurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Saturday, June 26th Kristina and Bear were married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5kU403lI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gg1RtJXozH4/s1600/DSCN3742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5kU403lI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gg1RtJXozH4/s320/DSCN3742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487980917172788818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a joyous occasion and the whole family was part of it. Like we need another excuse to party, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was so much fun for most, stressful for me. Aaron, Jeff, Lexi and I were fortunate to be part of it in one way or another.  Aaron got to walk my mom down the aisle. I couldn't get that shot as I was in the bride's room.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5lgM53nI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MQRcLbC_bHQ/s1600/DSCN3745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5lgM53nI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MQRcLbC_bHQ/s320/DSCN3745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487980937389661810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Jeff &amp;amp; Lexi were the ring bearer&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68PqHVOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/wcv0Z4Ao8m4/s1600/DSCN3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68PqHVOI/AAAAAAAAA_4/wcv0Z4Ao8m4/s320/DSCN3729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487982427597395170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and flower girl&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68n9jWHI/AAAAAAAABAA/DXM0jnl3QfE/s1600/DSCN3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68n9jWHI/AAAAAAAABAA/DXM0jnl3QfE/s320/DSCN3713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487982434121373810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and me- the maid of honor.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk67kh9-_I/AAAAAAAAA_w/CqYfrvSjBXA/s1600/DSCN3715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk67kh9-_I/AAAAAAAAA_w/CqYfrvSjBXA/s320/DSCN3715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487982416020503538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was beautiful. The only hitch, besides the hitchin', was the Alexis would not and did not walk down the aisle. I had to carry her and then the little 'angel' decided she would not go with Aaron. So I had to walk up the stage with her and the best man.  Here is what was supposed to have happened...  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk69c5R5oI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ow6rtGnXfOM/s1600/DSCN3701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk69c5R5oI/AAAAAAAABAQ/ow6rtGnXfOM/s320/DSCN3701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487982448330532482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is what actually happened &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68xjnkUI/AAAAAAAABAI/l9-zizVebAU/s1600/DSCN3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk68xjnkUI/AAAAAAAABAI/l9-zizVebAU/s320/DSCN3702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487982436696953154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I believe the caption would be, "Aaron put down the damn camera and take the baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad walking his youngest daughter down the aisle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9IX03FVI/AAAAAAAABAo/PCL62hwtRFo/s1600/DSCN3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9IX03FVI/AAAAAAAABAo/PCL62hwtRFo/s320/DSCN3704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487984834971637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me watching/crying as she's coming down the aisle&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9H3Fu7-I/AAAAAAAABAg/5tI4CUmpi-M/s1600/DSCN3705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9H3Fu7-I/AAAAAAAABAg/5tI4CUmpi-M/s320/DSCN3705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487984826184036322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in as Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Wurts&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9HVmxRgI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q6fvGHxbtpw/s1600/DSCN3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk9HVmxRgI/AAAAAAAABAY/Q6fvGHxbtpw/s320/DSCN3725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487984817195795970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was great. We danced the night away and celebrated the beginning of a beautiful future. The DJ was awesome and we had a blast dancing the night away. I wish I would've gotten more pictures but while I was running around, Aaron was chasing the kids. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5mPfHlRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/cTxy85eKc4Y/s1600/DSCN3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5mPfHlRI/AAAAAAAAA_g/cTxy85eKc4Y/s320/DSCN3732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487980950082524434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cake cutting. These pictures will have to do for now, but I can't wait to see the other shots people got. Jeff with his Tia Kristi &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5k0gZ8fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LPMvk4MH2-I/s1600/DSCN3744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5k0gZ8fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/LPMvk4MH2-I/s320/DSCN3744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487980925660295666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first dance  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5moHIYFI/AAAAAAAAA_o/F6TB1s9Akrk/s1600/DSCN3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5moHIYFI/AAAAAAAAA_o/F6TB1s9Akrk/s320/DSCN3728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487980956692799570" border="0" /&gt;Congrats to you both. We love you and wish you nothing but the best, now  and always!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6595023685355842442?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6595023685355842442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/introducing-mr-mrs-wurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6595023685355842442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6595023685355842442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/introducing-mr-mrs-wurts.html' title='Introducing Mr. &amp; Mrs. Wurts'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk5kU403lI/AAAAAAAAA_I/gg1RtJXozH4/s72-c/DSCN3742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1313766295406834621</id><published>2010-06-28T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T17:04:20.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day &amp; Daddy/Grandpa Ponce's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3jZHZ_MI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OFE5zdO6PGg/s1600/DSCN3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3jZHZ_MI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OFE5zdO6PGg/s320/DSCN3606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487978702104558786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was wondering where these pictures went and apparently they hadn't gone very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mother's day and Grandparent's birthdays fall right at the end of the season it's a little hard to make every event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from Mother's Day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3idVtesI/AAAAAAAAA-w/xNwSRsOvwlE/s1600/DSCN3615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3idVtesI/AAAAAAAAA-w/xNwSRsOvwlE/s320/DSCN3615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487978686058429122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day was great as I was able to sleep in and relax. We spent the day at my parents' house. We had a nice little family bbq and celebrated my dad's birthday as well. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3i8OsnzI/AAAAAAAAA-4/lwGOMu9Knfg/s1600/DSCN3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3i8OsnzI/AAAAAAAAA-4/lwGOMu9Knfg/s320/DSCN3607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487978694350511922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week late, but it's the thought that counts, right? ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3hnUJZOI/AAAAAAAAA-o/msMBaJPYOjM/s1600/DSCN3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3hnUJZOI/AAAAAAAAA-o/msMBaJPYOjM/s320/DSCN3613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487978671556355298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ponce*Kavanagh*Wurts Clan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1313766295406834621?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1313766295406834621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/mothers-day-daddygrandpa-ponces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1313766295406834621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1313766295406834621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/mothers-day-daddygrandpa-ponces.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day &amp; Daddy/Grandpa Ponce&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk3jZHZ_MI/AAAAAAAAA_A/OFE5zdO6PGg/s72-c/DSCN3606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1230606342001292268</id><published>2010-06-16T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:54:09.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday- It's Bathing Suit Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkrweueXSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D95N-mKMRic/s1600/downsized_0614001707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483462133181996322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkrweueXSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D95N-mKMRic/s320/downsized_0614001707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for playing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1230606342001292268?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1230606342001292268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-its-bathing-suit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1230606342001292268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1230606342001292268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/wordless-wednesday-its-bathing-suit.html' title='Wordless Wednesday- It&apos;s Bathing Suit Season!'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkrweueXSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D95N-mKMRic/s72-c/downsized_0614001707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6743326238182180217</id><published>2010-06-16T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:39:10.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years of Jeffrey James</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeffrey James, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, has time flown. I feel as if it was just yesterday I was in the hospital with you. Now, you’re all grown up at 4. Currently, you are still our SpongeBob, standing at 41inches and weighing 41lbs. According, to Dr. Chang you are ready for kindergarten. Lucky for both of us, Mommy is not. I want you to have one more year under Ms. Vickie and one more year with your sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445081940057906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcP95mXzI/AAAAAAAAA9A/BPIhR7gkC2I/s320/DSCN3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been an eventful one for you. You began gymnastics and loved it. It was here that you were taught patience, and that you like sitting next to pretty girls. You also went to Vegas for your second time and loved the lights and the buffet, especially the fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;August we saw you come through as the ring bearer in Josh &amp;amp; Courtney’s wedding.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443985998970866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkbQLM4f_I/AAAAAAAAA8w/DObnWAkzZQ4/s320/DSCN2694.JPG" border="0" /&gt; You handled it like a champ, and only requested a bag of fruit snacks. You also asked your first girl to dance &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443993773817426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkbQoKjPlI/AAAAAAAAA84/xJ9Cyg_6Pf8/s320/DSCN2744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and didn’t understand why she didn’t want to dance all night with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You enjoyed the holidays once again&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443962807982930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkbO0zuG1I/AAAAAAAAA8g/-HxrdN7PvtU/s320/1124091802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;, and waited patiently for Santa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445087162561506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcQRWvc-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/e2Mapvj30aw/s320/DSCN3211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;. You loved decorating the tree&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443976881552578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkbPpPHvMI/AAAAAAAAA8o/q0hqxxghiFk/s320/DSCN3186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;, seeing the lights, and seeing Santa. Watching you and the sparkle in your eye, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445093523925810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcQpDaKzI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/PVaOSt018WM/s320/DSCN3274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;truly made the spirit of Christmas come alive.&lt;br /&gt;This Spring &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445111950399890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcRtsn2ZI/AAAAAAAAA9g/smcK-SxB4a0/s320/DSCN3506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;you were added a new element in that Mommy started coaching softball again. That meant more trips with Gampy, Grandpa Ponce, and Tia Kristi. You enjoyed having them and the Rochas up to visit quite a bit in February. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve taken a liking to video games, especially the Wii. You have become quite the little player. You excel at Mario &amp;amp; Sonic Winter Olympics. And while Mommy no longer wants to stab her eyes with a fork while playing Super Mario Bros. with you, you enjoy playing, but are still bubble challenged. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have also stepped it up in terms of rides at Disneyland. No longer is it Dumbo, and the Mery Go Round, oh no… It’s the Haunted Mansion, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483447079160796066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkeEOIIU6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/wsLIQdOBf2g/s320/DSCN3092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Star Tours, and you wanting to try Matterhorn. You have Daddy’s sense of adventure. Good for you, bad for Mommy as I need to hold you back till you’re older. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have definitely progressed into a boy, no longer a toddler. You have a silly personality&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483447063723131186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkeDUngQTI/AAAAAAAAA9o/UjACyFvv5yc/s320/DSCN2967.JPG" border="0" /&gt; and things have to be very matter of fact with you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483447095365841442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkeFKftsiI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-kGDCoYVyT0/s320/DSCN2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There is no gray area with you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483447084036725474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkeEgSpGuI/AAAAAAAAA94/I-_S6dvxGCs/s320/IMG_4479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We are not quite sure just who’s personality you have, we’d like to think you are a combination of us. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483447101987204114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkeFjKXrBI/AAAAAAAAA-I/kSPw6tdu1Dk/s320/DSCN3643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can’t say that you look like one of us particularly, you have your own look. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your sister have not been getting along lately, but until recently, you adored her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483443954366464866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkbOVXGw2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/cKFe4gabFU0/s320/DSCN2411.JPG" border="0" /&gt; You are very protective of her, and do not like her to be by herself. You are her world – both good and bad. She loves you and will do just about anything to be with you or in your presence. She too, is also protective of you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483445101522141362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcRG2VQLI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mxPd9jBlqak/s320/DSCN3243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I’m hoping this continues as you get older because you will need one another.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t wait to see what the next year has in store for you. Whatever it brings, I’m sure you’ll give us plenty of memories and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6743326238182180217?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6743326238182180217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-years-of-jeffrey-james.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6743326238182180217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6743326238182180217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-years-of-jeffrey-james.html' title='4 years of Jeffrey James'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBkcP95mXzI/AAAAAAAAA9A/BPIhR7gkC2I/s72-c/DSCN3003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3630226948880414336</id><published>2010-06-15T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T12:35:22.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the last episode of  "On deck"...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Holy cow, I don't even know where to start... It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the madness of finishing school, we celebrated Jeffrey's birthday... twice&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083393163423922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTS6NZcLI/AAAAAAAAA7w/EiwOoptA5XM/s320/DSCN3624.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 7AM and he has his birthday crown on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Once the day of his actual birthday and his party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;For his 4th, sigh, birthday the whole family -Grandparents (4) &amp;amp; Tia Kristi and soon to be Uncle Bear went to go see Shrek Forever. It was great. He thought it was the coolest thing. The only thing Alexis saw was her eyelids, but my little princess enjoyed her popcorn till she napped. A special shoutout to Gampy for holding an extra 30lbs...( but who's counting, right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We came back to Gampy &amp;amp; Grandpa Ponce's house to celebrate officially with cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083411445803490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTT-UQaeI/AAAAAAAAA8A/wcvwzxxHqrw/s320/DSCN3626.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I think just about all fo the immediate family was there. (you know... all 3o of us).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083401823931234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTTaeOS2I/AAAAAAAAA74/kI-d7UCW5Xw/s320/DSCN3625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083416375340162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTUQrjLII/AAAAAAAAA8I/WqPgr9WefjI/s320/DSCN3641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With his Tita &amp;amp; Tito. I'm sure his other Great- Grandparents were smiling down from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A week later he celebrated with his first ever Lancaster birthday. He loved it. He didn't know what to do or who to play with. He loved having his friends and family there. He truly loves a party and was a pretty good little host if I do so say so. His theme, yes if you know me I HAVE TO HAVE A THEME, was Toy Story. And boy, did he enjoy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483083428417622354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTU9ip0VI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/9uytGAxkCZQ/s320/DSCN5369.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Luckily I work next to an art teacher who had her kids draw and color the characters. It was pretty cool and he loved it. Almost 3 weeks later, and he still has Woody in his room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The kids were really amped, after I turned off the jumper, to play games. We played pin the tail on Bullseye, hot Mr. Potato Head, and Musical chairs. Our little neighbor won all the games. I'd love to say there were no tears, but it was fun. The thing that sticks out most in my mind is Nick saying, "YES! I beat my sister!". Poor, Avery, but she took it like a champ. Oh, and I don't think that Kristina will ever be near a pin the tail on anything after her experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then it was time for the pinata. The kids were wanting cake, and the parents wanted refuge from the heat. Luckily all went well with the pinata, and there were no tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All in all I think it was a great birthday and he had a great time. Thank you to our family and friends for coming up our way to celebrate Jeffrey's birthday. He enjoyed your presence and we enjoyed your company!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3630226948880414336?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3630226948880414336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-last-episode-of-on-deck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3630226948880414336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3630226948880414336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-last-episode-of-on-deck.html' title='On the last episode of  &quot;On deck&quot;...'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TBfTS6NZcLI/AAAAAAAAA7w/EiwOoptA5XM/s72-c/DSCN3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7902305997419449652</id><published>2010-05-31T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:14:04.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristina graduates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TASf-HWWEVI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ks5upBzbBhY/s1600/DSCN3649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678936262840658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TASf-HWWEVI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ks5upBzbBhY/s320/DSCN3649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;On May 23rd Kristina Marie Ponce walked across the stage at Cal State Fullerton and received her bachelor's degree. It was a proud moment in our family as we saw Kristina work hard and achieve her goal. The many hours of studying, tears, etc came to a finish as she received her degree.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I, personally, could not be more proud of her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678947806104450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TASf-yWeS4I/AAAAAAAAA7g/tteB27_dmPM/s320/DSCN3647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I have seen this young girl who hated school, and did not want to see college through turn into this young woman who was determined to finish what she started. She has worked so hard, and she never gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Congrats Kris! We love you and are so proud of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477678956642294146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TASf_TRL2YI/AAAAAAAAA7o/O6BASuFcHBs/s320/DSCN3645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7902305997419449652?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7902305997419449652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/kristina-graduates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7902305997419449652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7902305997419449652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/kristina-graduates.html' title='Kristina graduates!'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TASf-HWWEVI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ks5upBzbBhY/s72-c/DSCN3649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6626824175690783311</id><published>2010-04-21T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:09:19.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S88_Mh5Ci7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FAj4FvVLiDI/s1600/DSCN3524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462654357512293298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S88_Mh5Ci7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FAj4FvVLiDI/s320/DSCN3524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6626824175690783311?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6626824175690783311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6626824175690783311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6626824175690783311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S88_Mh5Ci7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FAj4FvVLiDI/s72-c/DSCN3524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3383126410212056800</id><published>2010-04-17T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:02:42.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbRPzWtJI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/1sU2hyePAHs/s1600/DSCN3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461348218742158482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbRPzWtJI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/1sU2hyePAHs/s320/DSCN3506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter and Labor Day are usually the days that we host. It's great that our family makes the effort to come out to our neck of the woods&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461348194877401058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbP25jZ-I/AAAAAAAAA3A/TvRpNFkLgfk/s320/DSCN3474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our Easters usually begin the Saturday morning with the Annual Easter Egg hunt. Last year our little ones made the front page. It was cool, but more importantly they had a lot of fun. Boy, how a year can change things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alexis wanted nothing to do with the hunt, or its' surrounding people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461346598385813218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qZy7gTBuI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/bD3NSpcqtSs/s320/DSCN3456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeffrey on the other hand was in his silly mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461346604215070706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qZzROGb_I/AAAAAAAAA2g/1pTKEh9k0Sg/s320/DSCN3458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeff was in 'the zone'. He was ready and willing to hunt the eggs. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461346590247798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qZydMCxXI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/g3HD9tRMMUk/s320/DSCN3454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He was the egg master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461346613102863314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qZzyVHY9I/AAAAAAAAA2o/u9ScNPCbOXc/s320/DSCN3467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before you say, "Isn't this for fun?" Well, yes it is. But when you have parents that are competitve as Aaron and I, it's never just for fun : )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Jeffrey with his loot.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461346623039377442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qZ0XWKkCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/m8bNZl3X5ww/s320/DSCN3470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tried taking a picture of the kids together. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461348187369446002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbPa7hGnI/AAAAAAAAA24/pnjSe1rn1c8/s320/DSCN3472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Eventually, Alexis gave up, and layed down.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461348204678837074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbQbaZc1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/d0FFfdBejmk/s320/DSCN3480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was in a better mood once Gampy and Grandpa come up. Kristina and Bear come up that night too. We dyed eggs and had fun creating eggs. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461348210771506930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbQyHANvI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ed0DsRNeMrg/s320/DSCN3482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally Easter Sunday came, and so did the Easter bunny. Not sure how good the Easter Bunny thought these kids were, but boy, did they make out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jeffrey running to his basket.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461350614910648818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qdcuOcQfI/AAAAAAAAA3g/1gGCuTZnv3g/s320/DSCN3489.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Crazy haired Lexi.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461350622168177618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qddJQxW9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/4rdKQ3J3gK4/s320/DSCN3491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gampy &amp;amp; Grandpa Ponce having coffee.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461350629147777122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qddjQ1mGI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-65a28RxweQ/s320/DSCN3497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morning, Bear.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461350635212899682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qdd524BWI/AAAAAAAAA34/5NBPeYKoHi4/s320/DSCN3496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even the puppies got in on the action. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461350643043492466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qdeXB1YnI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Btjf6wNgKFY/s320/DSCN3504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aaron's parents, aka Nana &amp;amp; Grandpa Russell came up to celebrate. The weather was less than cooperative, but we made the best of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Rochas also came up and we were even able to do some confetti eggs and the ever so popular egg toss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of us had help...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461352821475840754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qfdKUlEvI/AAAAAAAAA4I/aIIhv8-ylxU/s320/DSCN3507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for our partners to toss the eggs&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461352832469461186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qfdzRqaMI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/4zJA2SJpEY4/s320/DSCN3509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trying to catch the egg&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461352839357194130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qfeM7035I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/DqGHA87_pyE/s320/DSCN3512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting our best foot forward to not get hit!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461352847253509810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qfeqWdFrI/AAAAAAAAA4g/MiA6hUMn9OE/s320/DSCN3515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was lots of fun, and very tiring!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3383126410212056800?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3383126410212056800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3383126410212056800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3383126410212056800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-10.html' title='Easter &apos;10'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qbRPzWtJI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/1sU2hyePAHs/s72-c/DSCN3506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2911374350233329395</id><published>2010-04-17T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:26:33.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 32+ Birthday to Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVtqv2VbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3mmZSyJRZ0/s1600/DSCN3449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461342109941781938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVtqv2VbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3mmZSyJRZ0/s320/DSCN3449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I am officially 32+. We originally had thoughts to go to Disneyland, but plans change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tito got sick in the early morning and gave us a good scare. He eventually was hospitalized and so began the most interesting week the Trujillos had seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tito was admitted and a few days later, so was Tita. Kristina, wanting to get in on the action, decided to take her own ER trip. Three relatives, three beds, two rooms, and one crazy family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actually day of my birthday turned out to be okay. We ended up making it to Disneyland. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461342095738663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVs11j9BI/AAAAAAAAA1w/CdmavIAvyP4/s320/DSCN3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lexi met her one hero... Minnie Mouse. She is at a cute age. She enjoys seeing her characters from TV in real life. She was so excited to see Minnie Mouse, but when she got close, she chickened out. She wasn't sure if she wanted to say hi.  She was asleep when the parade, but when she woke up and so Donald Duck she almost flew out of her stroller. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had to leave a little earlier than expected. Jeffrey was not fond of that idea. So exhaustion combined with disappointment led to a horrible meltdown. Jeffrey cried and cried and cried. Alexis decided she had enough of him. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461342105599243282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVtakgdBI/AAAAAAAAA14/Hlnb3wNktvE/s320/DSCN3448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We ended up going to Pat &amp;amp; Oscar's for dinner. It turned out to be a fun time. Thanks for all your wishes and company!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461342121670449890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVuWcLmuI/AAAAAAAAA2I/vDtBlFUKlN4/s320/DSCN3450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2911374350233329395?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2911374350233329395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-32-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2911374350233329395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2911374350233329395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-32-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy 32+ Birthday to Me...'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qVtqv2VbI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Q3mmZSyJRZ0/s72-c/DSCN3449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5984584563360171908</id><published>2010-04-17T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:08:58.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taco Tuesday - A Ponce Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qTJqIoPpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/43iyeBBfh28/s1600/DSCN3437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461339292278734482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qTJqIoPpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/43iyeBBfh28/s320/DSCN3437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are hardly ever down in HB on Tuesday, even if it is summer. We like to send the kids to day care mid-week, so it is very hard to attend something that we once took for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring Break offered us this unique opportunity and we took advantage of it. We were able to enjoy all of the Taco Tuesday regulars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461339299963226722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qTKGwwSmI/AAAAAAAAA1g/sL8XQMH2FUU/s320/DSCN3438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Daddy aka Grandpa Ponce &amp;amp; Stitchy. No, Stitchy is not at the table, but likes to beg from the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course there are the love birds of the group... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461339307937066610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qTKkd3bnI/AAAAAAAAA1o/vwoYPNEhx-4/s320/DSCN3439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'll ever get a wedding cake shot, but I have a taco sharing shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5984584563360171908?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5984584563360171908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/taco-tuesday-ponce-tradition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5984584563360171908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5984584563360171908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/taco-tuesday-ponce-tradition.html' title='Taco Tuesday - A Ponce Tradition'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qTJqIoPpI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/43iyeBBfh28/s72-c/DSCN3437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2914257358388000618</id><published>2010-04-17T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T22:00:44.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break In HB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qQhzc2fEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/pX9CORRtPIw/s1600/DSCN3424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461336408561450050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qQhzc2fEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/pX9CORRtPIw/s320/DSCN3424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Softball &amp;amp; Baseball have really made it difficult to blog and update. So I will update from March...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to the season, the kids had to go down early. Poor things - going everywhere, seeing their Gampy, Grandpa Ponce, &amp;amp; Tia Kristi. Cookies and leche in bed, yes.. it must be a hard life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron and I were finally able to get down their on Monday night. They weren't really happy, mom and dad coming home to lay down the law.  They were however, treadted to Cherry on Top and Mommy and Daddy reminicing about their old stomping grounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron scheduled a game at Cerritos, so I was on my own with the kiddos. We decided to go to "Olivia's park" - named by Michael and Elena. It was really cool, all foamy and stuff. The kids enjoy it, and there is a little and big section. Alexis was brave enough to do some big kid stuff, but not all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They both enjoyed the swings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461336419081903138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qQiapH3CI/AAAAAAAAA1I/ycBsRDAJoNc/s320/DSCN3428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and before someone calls CPS on me, no, I didn't do that. That is a result of Lexi's actions and stubbornness. She took a head dive out of protest when she wouldn't hold her Tia's hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've found that my kids may not always get along, but they are definitely protective one another. As Lexi stared down a little innocent girl for saying hi to Jeff.  And so it begins...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461336428250228386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qQi8zBZqI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/fBvSyJtCT_w/s320/DSCN3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2914257358388000618?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2914257358388000618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-in-hb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2914257358388000618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2914257358388000618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-in-hb.html' title='Spring Break In HB'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S8qQhzc2fEI/AAAAAAAAA1A/pX9CORRtPIw/s72-c/DSCN3424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3845780658998161992</id><published>2010-04-07T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T09:18:23.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Jeff in my shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S7ywLa1jmDI/AAAAAAAAA04/BtaZH-25HG8/s1600/jeff+in+my+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457430558695200818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S7ywLa1jmDI/AAAAAAAAA04/BtaZH-25HG8/s320/jeff+in+my+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3845780658998161992?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3845780658998161992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-jeff-in-my-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3845780658998161992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3845780658998161992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-jeff-in-my-shoes.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Jeff in my shoes'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S7ywLa1jmDI/AAAAAAAAA04/BtaZH-25HG8/s72-c/jeff+in+my+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-992047763392526197</id><published>2010-03-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T22:52:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One month later</title><content type='html'>I can’t believe it’s been almost a month that I’ve blogged. Well, I guess it has been a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has been consumed with softball and baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’ve mentioned both Aaron and I are coaching, and I did not realize how much time this would take. Every day the question arises, “Who has the kids?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, I love coaching. And  it’s nice to do something that’s so natural, and just get back into it. The girls have made it both enjoyable and stressful. However, no matter how much fun I am having, there is an amount of guilt I have. It has always been our dream to both coach, and have our kids there with us. I’m sure there will be a time where that may happen, but until it does make me feel sad I’m not there with my babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week alone we’ve played 10 games in 7 days. Aaron went 3-1, I went 2-4. “How do we do it?” This is a question I get quite often. My answer is quite simple. “I don’t know.” A lot of patience, time, and energy, I guess. Not a lot of late nights, as I’m usually in bed by 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire family has always set the example of being there for one another. Yes, we’re there for every occasion – weddings, birthdays, bbqs, etc. But if there is one thing we’re known for, is being there for one another. My family has been nothing short of amazing these past few weeks. They’ve come up for a couple of weekends. They’ve met us half way to do a kid exchange. They’ve bent over backward to help us fulfill our coaching obligations. I didn’t know that at 32 my parents would still be coming to my rescue, but we couldn’t be more thankful. The kids view this as a vacation. Each night they go to bed watching Disney movies, and in the morning it’s cookies with Gampy and Grandpa Ponce. They’ve gone to Disneyland, the LB Aquarium with Tia Kristi and Bear. As I write this, I’m realizing they aren’t missing us at all!&lt;br /&gt; As I know my family reads this but doesn’t ever comment….. Thank you for helping us and loving all of us SO much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-992047763392526197?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/992047763392526197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-later.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/992047763392526197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/992047763392526197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-later.html' title='One month later'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7644411189951815263</id><published>2010-02-21T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:24:29.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew's 3rd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This past weekend we went to OC to celebrate Andrew's 3rd birthday. Jeffrey was very excited and couldn't wait to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeff &amp;amp; Lexi enjoyed themselves. They had fun playing games and Jeffrey wanted to have his face painted. He came back looking like this...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440900682758957762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H2WAYHKsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_7ocL08KVFc/s320/0220001444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know I'm biased, but I thought he made a cute little tiger. I thought he was adorable, and I thought of something. How are we going to get this off? He of course wanted to go home looking like this, and wake up to it. He even told us, "My Tia Kristi said I should keep it till so I can show my friends at Ms. Vickie's!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yes, Jeff. We're going to leave your face like this for a whole 2 days!!! And thanks to you, Kris. We finally cleaned it the next morning, and apparently not well. As Aly, who played in Lancaster this weekend, pointed out some yellow/orangish coloring on Jeff's face :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Their favorite had to be the cupcakes. Alexis loves her desserts. For Aaron's party she saw Aaron's pie, and kept yelling, "CAKE! CAKE! CAKE!" and did not eat her dinner. She had too many bites of cupcake as she talked, sang, yelled and tried to wake up her brother ALL THE WAY HOME! She didn't stop until we hit the 14 and she finally went to sleep.  Can you say sugar rush?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We were all happy to be home. We love going to OC, but there is something to be said about being home as a family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7644411189951815263?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7644411189951815263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/andrews-3rd-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7644411189951815263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7644411189951815263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/andrews-3rd-birthday.html' title='Andrew&apos;s 3rd Birthday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H2WAYHKsI/AAAAAAAAA0w/_7ocL08KVFc/s72-c/0220001444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-265797873166882460</id><published>2010-02-21T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:10:21.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tita's 84th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On Valentine's Day weekend, we celebrated Tita's birthday. Since her stroke, we've never taken anything for granted, and take every opportunity to celebrate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Almost all of us were able to make it, but she enjoyed having everyone there for her. I was questionable up till the time, as I was feeling like crap, but we made it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We weren't sure where to go, and finally decided on Pat &amp;amp; Oscar's. Great food and a great time. Perhaps we'll go back for their Anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tita's cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440898935274504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0wSfWgnI/AAAAAAAAA0I/u0x54IdIP-E/s320/DSCN3388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tita with her kids and in-laws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440898946331506786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0w7ri-GI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/BP-Ul1yEt9c/s320/DSCN3395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Tita with her grand/great grand children&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440898963074905858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0x6De9wI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Btm5YHSSgyE/s320/DSCN3394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Make a wish!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440898949282293442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0xGrEZsI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/92jTWOCShBM/s320/DSCN3393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nicholas, Avery, and Jeffrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440898974636814034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0ylIDrtI/AAAAAAAAA0o/xE68JNP9QM0/s320/DSCN3387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-265797873166882460?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/265797873166882460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/titas-84th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/265797873166882460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/265797873166882460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/titas-84th-birthday.html' title='Tita&apos;s 84th Birthday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S4H0wSfWgnI/AAAAAAAAA0I/u0x54IdIP-E/s72-c/DSCN3388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1114786462577936256</id><published>2010-02-17T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:09:44.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated Blogging Birthday to Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And here I am once again. I looked and can't believe that has been almost a month since my last post. Seriously, where has the time gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did miss my bloggin birthday, and I laugh because my first post was about being a baseball widow, and now here I am coaching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The biggest thing going on in our lives is the season. We have not been Head Coaches since 2005, and that was when we were engaged and in love. Now we have 2 kids, and time is precious. Each day is the question is asked, "Who has the kids?" It has always been a dream for both of us to be coaching with the kids on the field, but for now it's hard work to keep our family running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, I'm off. It's 9 o'clock and I'm off to bed :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1114786462577936256?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1114786462577936256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-blogging-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1114786462577936256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1114786462577936256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-belated-blogging-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Belated Blogging Birthday to Me'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2347821075577422585</id><published>2010-01-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:50:48.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 30th Birthday Aaron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9cB5s4kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nV2cbPeIJeY/s1600-h/DSCN3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429790221248815682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9cB5s4kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nV2cbPeIJeY/s320/DSCN3377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our birthday's usually signify some pont of the year. Mine, March, means it's Spring Break. Jeffrey's, May, means that school is almost out. Alexis', July, means that summer is almost over. Aaron's, January, means the beginning of second semester aka end of Winter Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaron didn't want a big party, he's not the center of attention kind of guy. He wanted to keep in low key and have it at home. This is the first time I'd really hosted a dinner party for say. We had our parents and sisters over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had it catered by Dave's BBQ - one of Aaron's favorites. I made desserts to commemorate the occasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaron's dad brought over the Beatles Rock Band. It was right up our alley.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429790206067692466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9bJWPU7I/AAAAAAAAAyg/PWHHRz95C9U/s320/DSCN3366.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We all took turns, some of us even giving shoutouts to Lancaster : &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dinner was great, dessert was just as great. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429790215813966018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9btp7qMI/AAAAAAAAAyo/n0sz5fQOyy8/s320/DSCN3379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aaron enjoyed hid pie and opened his gifts. My favorite part of the gifts was when Aaron opened my card. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429790227660204578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9cZyS6iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/euLbKdhFnvU/s320/DSCN3375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I think it suited his tastes quite well.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429790235269584674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9c2Ig1yI/AAAAAAAAAzA/hFYrKz8YYiA/s320/DSCN3376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had a great time and LOVED having our families over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Welcome to your 30's Aaron ~ I know it'll be great. Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2347821075577422585?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2347821075577422585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-30th-birthday-aaron.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2347821075577422585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2347821075577422585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-30th-birthday-aaron.html' title='Happy 30th Birthday Aaron!'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1p9cB5s4kI/AAAAAAAAAyw/nV2cbPeIJeY/s72-c/DSCN3377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7175816801483540885</id><published>2010-01-19T19:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T19:22:06.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up for debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many relatives say that Alexis looks a lot like me. I'm not quite convinced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found a picture of me at 17 mos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428656687316681090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1Z2fq8PQYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/F-GhlX4F83Q/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and her at  17 mos. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428656695193476514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1Z2gISNnaI/AAAAAAAAAyY/vIBTrIjq7Ng/s320/DSCN3247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7175816801483540885?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7175816801483540885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/up-for-debate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7175816801483540885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7175816801483540885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/up-for-debate.html' title='Up for debate'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1Z2fq8PQYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/F-GhlX4F83Q/s72-c/Picture+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6899088484174455992</id><published>2010-01-18T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:25:51.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey goes Ice Skating 01/01/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNyeOoqNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2s92BCsh_Nw/s1600-h/DSCN3345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428330455368247506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNyeOoqNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2s92BCsh_Nw/s320/DSCN3345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaron played Hockey as a kid, and truly enjoys the ice. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428330462125266034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNy3ZolHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/DHsxHasFi6w/s320/DSCN3342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The only purpose ice serves in my life is to chill my beer. Aaron really wanted to take Jeffrey ice skating. There are certain things I do not enjoy... rollercoasters and skating are the tip of the iceberg... but I do not want to project these fears onto my children. It's a fine line and I hope I am able to let them do what scares me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not ice skate with them. I truly think a dog wearing high heels (think Bowfinger) looks more natural than me on skates.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428330484764272562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VN0LvMZ7I/AAAAAAAAAxw/8ha_Huq2xLk/s320/DSCN3350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My two boys&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428330472924024354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNzfoQjiI/AAAAAAAAAxg/YjQm-eRJzEc/s320/DSCN3346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Standing up for the first time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428330476813022002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNzuHd8zI/AAAAAAAAAxo/gR9_5P1JjsI/s320/DSCN3348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Look Mommy - no hands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Going out on the ice for the first time&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428332145759317714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VPU3bRbtI/AAAAAAAAAx4/BPFIq_kvF8Q/s320/DSCN3352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Going around the rink&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428332155773035202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VPVcuuosI/AAAAAAAAAyA/PDQ7UVRQsOg/s320/DSCN3353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Beginning to let go&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428332164943587122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VPV-5KJzI/AAAAAAAAAyI/sCIXcXDt9FQ/s320/DSCN3359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6899088484174455992?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6899088484174455992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/jeffrey-goes-ice-skating-010110.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6899088484174455992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6899088484174455992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/jeffrey-goes-ice-skating-010110.html' title='Jeffrey goes Ice Skating 01/01/10'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VNyeOoqNI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/2s92BCsh_Nw/s72-c/DSCN3345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3654101138815996975</id><published>2010-01-18T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:58:34.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIx42R8-I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kjJkFbS169E/s1600-h/DSCN3338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428324947775845346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIx42R8-I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kjJkFbS169E/s320/DSCN3338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little late, yes, but I've been a little busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went back to work this week, and I've been um... playing Super Mario Bros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Year's Eve 2009 was fun. Aaron made it for part of the time as he was watching his Tennessee play their bowl game. The onlybowl my Sun Devils saw was the toilet bowl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New Year's Eve was pretty much the same. One crowd doing singing and another crowd doing all they can to avoid taking part or hearing the singing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the usual suspects there..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428324923936621554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIwgCkQ_I/AAAAAAAAAwo/IBgYrzCLdlo/s320/DSCN3335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some showed up in their best...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428324935521016338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIxLMgGhI/AAAAAAAAAww/TF4cDSmOroM/s320/DSCN3336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Others showed their true selves...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428324942416038578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIxk4ZyrI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3M0l8r-l9Zo/s320/DSCN3337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Just Dance. I had never played that, but we had a blast. I am convinced I would've done better had they told me to hold down the button. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We dropped the kids off at my in-laws, and Aaron and I came home to play Family Game Night. We had a blast, and almost didn't make the midnight countdown. We had a great time.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428324956829099346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIyakvpVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/qwU9fYlO04U/s320/DSCN3339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's  to a healthy and happy 2010!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3654101138815996975?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3654101138815996975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3654101138815996975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3654101138815996975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-eve-2009.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve 2009'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1VIx42R8-I/AAAAAAAAAxA/kjJkFbS169E/s72-c/DSCN3338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1587752065751198120</id><published>2010-01-15T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:08:57.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a difference a year makes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Jeffrey &amp;amp; Alexis 2008/early 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1DLE9Wx1GI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/LaC2YnF5pPI/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060837031466082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1DLE9Wx1GI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/LaC2YnF5pPI/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey &amp;amp; Alexis Christmas 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427060842196680114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1DLFQmQvbI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7nylHuKppdI/s320/DSCN3243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1587752065751198120?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1587752065751198120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-difference-year-makes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1587752065751198120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1587752065751198120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-difference-year-makes.html' title='What a difference a year makes'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S1DLE9Wx1GI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/LaC2YnF5pPI/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6680270892320237938</id><published>2010-01-04T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:18:26.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye-bye High Chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S0LkNpoZRpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/F6ecmNgQz-8/s1600-h/DSCN3334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423147824472213138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S0LkNpoZRpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/F6ecmNgQz-8/s320/DSCN3334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things I need to understand ... #1 my children will grow up and #2 there is nothing I can do stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis has always been strong willed, and now we're finding that she's also independent. She wants things when she wants them, and will not take no for an answer. Case in point the high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey left his high chair a little early. just about 16 months. It was more of a gradual process. Alexis is almost a year and a half, and she quit cold turkey. It was a Hell No situation for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* she wins. She's growing up and she's being quite fiesty about it. My high chair that I've had since before Jeffrey was born, the one that my Daddy put together, is now officially retired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6680270892320237938?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6680270892320237938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-high-chair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6680270892320237938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6680270892320237938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-high-chair.html' title='Bye-bye High Chair'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/S0LkNpoZRpI/AAAAAAAAAwI/F6ecmNgQz-8/s72-c/DSCN3334.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8604131147082917872</id><published>2010-01-04T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:56:40.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2009</title><content type='html'>Christmas was a blast! The kids got the hang of it, and Jeffrey really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve was spent at my parents house. The tamales we slaved over were great. As usual there was great food and great company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played the usual games - Santa Bingo, Gingerbread Houses, and the game that's bound to cause fights... "How well do you know your family?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did well at Santa Bingo &amp;amp; a Kavanagh actually won the Gingerbread House game!!! Keep in mind Aaron had been a judge for 3 years. We won the "How well do you know your family?" That game was quite interesting... some spouses answered questions incorrectly about each other, others did not know the answers to their own questions, and some... well some don't know their family at all : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day - it was our turn to spend the night at my parents house. The kids woke up and were a little shocked to not have cookies and milk in bed with their Gampy. They woke up and saw their stockings. Jeffrey was excited, and Alexis wasn't quite sure to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They opened their presents... and Santa was very generous, so were Grandpa &amp;amp; Gampy. Jeffrey loved opening his gifts, and after a while, Alexis was over it. She decided to eat instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a blast. Alexis and Kristina enjoyed their tea set. Aly, my Godchild, gave Jeff a zshu-zshu pet. If you've never seen one, they're interesting. I have a 3 year old, a 2 year old poodle, and a 1 year old... and now a zshu-zshu pet. Great... another thing running around my house making noise : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Aaron's parents house to open yet, more gifts. The kids enjoyed their gifts and loved playing. I got an unexpected surprise... Super Mario Bros. for the Wii!!!  I played right away and my in-laws saw a side of me that they'd never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great day. We're very thankful for all our family and friends for their thoughtful gifts and the memories we made : &gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8604131147082917872?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8604131147082917872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8604131147082917872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8604131147082917872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-day-2009.html' title='Christmas Day 2009'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3367186703414414837</id><published>2009-12-30T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:58:25.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MjI*MjYzODU1MCZwdD*xMjYyMjQyNjg*OTY2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1jNjcyMjgzYjc5MmY*ZWM5OTY2ZWUxYzY*MmRlNTJmMCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/3427420d.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=3427420d.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3367186703414414837?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3367186703414414837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3367186703414414837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3367186703414414837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5398507441632812426</id><published>2009-12-30T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T22:21:28.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamales, Tamales! 12/19/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7Sax3HFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/5B2nbqn3lHA/s1600-h/1219091444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273239059373138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7Sax3HFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/5B2nbqn3lHA/s320/1219091444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was little making tamales seemed like a lot of work. My Tita would instruct us making the rounds, yelling at us should we make a mistake. We had stations. The lowest job was separating the shells, the highest would put the meat in the tamales. I would usually do the lowest job with Kristina. There was one time we actually made it to the top... I'm not sure if there was anyone else there, so we snuck in. We were doing good until I was caught violating the 2 piece of meat rule. Faster than you could say tamale, we were done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now as an adult I realize there is a lot more work than I thought. I still refuse to do the shells... and the rest of the family refuses to let me do the meat. I can't say I've moved up, but made a lateral move. Anyhow we decided to make tamales. At first we got a very slow start... Too many chiefs, not enough Indians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were so bored that some people started eating Kristina's cookies from the night before. Aunt Sonia was eating them when Kristina picked up the plate and announced, "Eww... there's a trail of ants!"  Aunt Sonia could not toss her cookies quick enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the recipe was perfect the tamale making went quick. Red chile, green chicken chile, and sweet tamales. Tita was still directing from her wheelchair. I am like 5th in line to be in charge, so I have a while before I have to pay attention to the recipe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids did not want to partake in the tamale making and I'm sure the whole family was fine with that. They chose to play and hang out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273248956907522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7S_pngAI/AAAAAAAAAvg/0EOIFT5bPfg/s320/1219091634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After tamales, we met up with my friend Vanessa's family to see the Christmas lights in FV. We got some hot chocolate and walked around. Everyone had a good time. Jeffrey had too much hot chocolate and had to make a pit stop&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273251123649746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7THuNXNI/AAAAAAAAAvo/bqT5yipbzM8/s320/1219091836a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;... in someone else's yard.  The kids all 6 of them, had fun running around and looking at the lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273261031059666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7TsoUcNI/AAAAAAAAAvw/pznhGJ9poLg/s320/1219091938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Borboa/Butt &amp;amp; Ponce/Kavanagh kids... In no particular order Trevor, Corey, Jacob, Mackenzie, Jeffrey, and Alexis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was one of my favorite houses.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421273264145257602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7T4OzVII/AAAAAAAAAv4/kgXPKSo5afY/s320/1219092012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Loved that idea! Maybe we'l try it next year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a great weekend ~ thanks for the memories!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5398507441632812426?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5398507441632812426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/tamales-tamales-121909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5398507441632812426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5398507441632812426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/tamales-tamales-121909.html' title='Tamales, Tamales! 12/19/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw7Sax3HFI/AAAAAAAAAvY/5B2nbqn3lHA/s72-c/1219091444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5192437409904418082</id><published>2009-12-30T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:44:20.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EHS Softball Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw3rEezP5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/5gIisoTnftI/s1600-h/1218091209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269264524066706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw3rEezP5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/5gIisoTnftI/s320/1218091209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am venturing back onto the softball field once again. I've not done this since 2007, right after I had Jeffrey. I'm a head coach once more and so far I'm having a good time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I have some of my girls in 6th period. I've never done this before, and I'm really enjoying getting to know the girls and build some unity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow the day of finals I was to have them for 2 hours. It's been freezing, so we decided to have a little feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The girls were awesome. They brought all kinds of food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269273102363986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw3rkcBrVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/0PJpIInOZRI/s320/1218091047a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;, and set it up. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421269278986786978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw3r6W-2KI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/Ve3YlBMKN7g/s320/1218091047b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;They really enjoyed it, as did I.  It was a nice way to start the break... on a full stomach : &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5192437409904418082?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5192437409904418082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/ehs-softball-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5192437409904418082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5192437409904418082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/ehs-softball-party.html' title='EHS Softball Party'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw3rEezP5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/5gIisoTnftI/s72-c/1218091209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5892556391233923821</id><published>2009-12-30T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T21:30:55.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Javi's Birthday 12/5/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw07GCXkmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/M0CA6b8zX9A/s1600-h/1205091639a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266241284706914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw07GCXkmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/M0CA6b8zX9A/s320/1205091639a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I realize it's been a while, but I'm back. I've been on vacation and truly wanted to relax and that's what I've done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a family as big as ours it's inevitable that we have multiple people with the same birthday. Javi and Alyssa are two of those... a year apart, but same day.  Javi celebrated his birthday with a sports themed birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a lot of fun and that meant we all had to wear jerseys. Jeff and I wore my school jerseys, while Lexi wore a Ponce favorite... a Dodger's t-shirt that Aaron has yet to find ; &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a lot of fun. Jeffrey had a blast in the jumper and Lexi had fun making it a game of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;avoiding family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids had a blast with the pinata. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266225573499250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw06LghkXI/AAAAAAAAAug/FmowqQqxNSQ/s320/1205091642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As always there are some risks with pinatas. Most people think they are fun and games, but true Mexicans know the risks in the pinata world. Case in point.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266232143459026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw06j-7MtI/AAAAAAAAAuo/nZg1fiMkz84/s320/1205091637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Michael on the roof so some kids can have some candy. I didn't take a picture of my dad, but he was on a ladder as well. Luckily, no one was hurt ~ except Jeffrey ~ and a good time was had by all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The party was great and the kids had a blast. Thanks Reyes family for a fun time!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266244608739426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw07Sa4SGI/AAAAAAAAAu4/r4dfJHWt6kA/s320/1205091642a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5892556391233923821?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5892556391233923821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/javis-birthday-12509.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5892556391233923821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5892556391233923821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/javis-birthday-12509.html' title='Javi&apos;s Birthday 12/5/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Szw07GCXkmI/AAAAAAAAAuw/M0CA6b8zX9A/s72-c/1205091639a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6401166938530010911</id><published>2009-12-16T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:27:03.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SylCNMIltAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/EWDK-aFvRq0/s1600-h/DSCN3205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415932821252715522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SylCNMIltAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/EWDK-aFvRq0/s320/DSCN3205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6401166938530010911?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6401166938530010911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6401166938530010911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6401166938530010911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday_16.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SylCNMIltAI/AAAAAAAAAuA/EWDK-aFvRq0/s72-c/DSCN3205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3056781735772338017</id><published>2009-12-13T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:10:52.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCISnBM4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/pjL8GKWQ-IQ/s1600-h/1124091802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947574673126274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCISnBM4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/pjL8GKWQ-IQ/s320/1124091802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jeffrey the Indian (Alexis was a Pilgrim. She put the pill in Pilgrim and didn't let me photograph her in costume)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a long while, and in all honesty, I haven't had much time. I'll talk about our time in HB for Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We were able to go down on Tuesday and prepare for Kristina's 24th Birthday. The plan was to head to Disneyland and have a good time. Bear, Kris, Jeff, and I went early so we could have breakfast at the park.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947582807300466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCIw6W2XI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZYUDsdKYL3M/s320/1125091009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;*Bear*Oscar the Chef*Kris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We amazingly got there about 8:30AM and we had a good time. My mom and dad met us later. Aaron and Lexi had to join us later as Miss Lexi had her 15 month appointment... boy 15 months, where does the time go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We really enjoyed Disneyland. It had been a long time that we had been able to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947598216311458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCJqUJsqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/WNe5pLWKvnk/s320/DSCN3082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*(Me) Kathy*Jeff*Aaron*Lexi*Kris*Bear*(m0m) Emma*(daddy) Jim*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all enjoyed Small World, the tram, and perhaps that was it. Jeffrey expanded his horizons and went on Haunted Mansion Holiday (Nightmare Before Christmas) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947591900519538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCJSyWXHI/AAAAAAAAAto/eKX7b7BJhzE/s320/1125091022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Kris*Jeff*Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;and went on Star Tours. He wasn't too fond of HM, Oogie Boogie scared him. But loved Star Tours, which I'm really happy about. Aaron and I are Star Wars geeks so perhaps we'll have a new fan. Lexi was very content to hang out in her stroller and eat. She loved the tortilla factory and came out double fisting a flour tortilla... perhaps she is a Mexican ; )  After we went to Cortina's, a little Italian food joint, and we had a great lunch. After, Aaron and the kids left, and the rest of us went back. We had a good time walking around, and only rode a few rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414947605989916114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCKHRhfdI/AAAAAAAAAt4/r4nMZ7H3hl0/s320/1125092242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris with Gary the cupcake thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;On Thursday we took the kids to visit my Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Ponce. We took them flowers. And although I know that they don't understand that they once existed, it's important to me that they know about them. I'm sure that my grandparents would love them...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving dinner came and went. Nothing too exciting. All of us getting together to eat... could be just a normal Sunday ; ) The only difference is that we played Partini. Now if you've never played Partini, and you're in a committed relationship... this is not the game for you! Almost all of us that played we either married, or engaged, and that was tested. Couples were aruing, etc. It was hilarious to watch, I know, but I still say that Aaron cannot do math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Friday was all about the park... and leftovers. We took the kids to the park to run around with Nick, Avery, Michael, and Elena. We had a lot of fun, probably just as much as the kids. Aaron and I shared our almost divorce stories with Michael and Elena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we went to Bella Terra. I remember that they did a tree lighting and snow at night. I thought a handful of people would go. I must have been crazy. It was packed. But it was a lot of fun. The kids had fun singing and seeing Santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We left on Saturday morning, and I was kinda sad to go. We seem to have so much fun when we're down there. I often wonder what it'd be like if we lived down there. Maybe I will one day know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3056781735772338017?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3056781735772338017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3056781735772338017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3056781735772338017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-break.html' title='Thanksgiving Break'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SyXCISnBM4I/AAAAAAAAAtY/pjL8GKWQ-IQ/s72-c/1124091802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-303975135044791920</id><published>2009-12-02T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:15:55.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SxcfPtEfjfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/4oq5smiBaFg/s1600-h/DSCN3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410827831965879794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SxcfPtEfjfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/4oq5smiBaFg/s320/DSCN3186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-303975135044791920?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/303975135044791920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/303975135044791920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/303975135044791920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/12/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SxcfPtEfjfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/4oq5smiBaFg/s72-c/DSCN3186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5195071503869544218</id><published>2009-11-26T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:50:57.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful/Grateful</title><content type='html'>As I sit here writing this, I'm in my old room with my parents playing with my kids. My mom is cooking Thanksgiving dinner. I've taken my kids down three houses to see their great-grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed, very blessed. We're blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has not turned out as I'd planned, but I'm learning that life does not turn out as planned. God has a plan, and this is his. I'm to follow that plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful/thankful for so much this holiday. Looking back at this past year, nothing is to be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been through a lot this past year, and I'm thankful that we've had the love and support from our family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank-you. Thank you for taking an interest in our family. (If you're reading this you are probably one of those I've been referring to. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would be nothing without your love and support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5195071503869544218?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5195071503869544218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfulgrateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5195071503869544218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5195071503869544218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfulgrateful.html' title='Thankful/Grateful'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-836562071701630570</id><published>2009-11-18T09:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:00:06.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - Movie Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SwQ2DjyhHbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G2WQHIEVyNQ/s1600/movie+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405504887526071730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SwQ2DjyhHbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G2WQHIEVyNQ/s320/movie+night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-836562071701630570?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/836562071701630570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordless-wednesday-movie-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/836562071701630570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/836562071701630570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordless-wednesday-movie-night.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - Movie Night'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SwQ2DjyhHbI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G2WQHIEVyNQ/s72-c/movie+night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4648750946600176450</id><published>2009-11-13T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:49:45.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 100th Post - A new chapter</title><content type='html'>It seems only fitting that my 100th post is a life changing one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week, and it's been hard. The not knowing, the worries, the unknown.  I guess that is the scariest part of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go in to specifics, but let's just say that my gestational diabetes has caught up with me. What is funny is that I feel if I don't write it, it's not true, or not real. I've been told by many that's it's no big deal. Many people have it, but I didn't think it'd catch up with me this early in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life will now be about diets, exercise, and meters. I'd be lying if I wrote I was fine, and not worried. The truth is I'm scared to death. I question every food I eat. Unlike alcoholics or drug addicts, I don't have a choice. Avoiding food will not help me, infact it'll make me sick. It's a demon I face every day, 3 x a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that this may be on the dramatic side, but it's how I feel. People have said, my life is not over, and it's not. It's not a death sentence, it's a change in lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are right. My life will go on. I will get past this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4648750946600176450?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4648750946600176450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4648750946600176450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4648750946600176450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/100th-post-new-chapter.html' title='The 100th Post - A new chapter'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1575792601499538879</id><published>2009-11-07T16:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:44:04.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI1NzY*MTAxMDM5OCZwdD*xMjU3NjQxMDQwMzYxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/315b3b77.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=315b3b77.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1575792601499538879?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1575792601499538879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1575792601499538879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1575792601499538879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7764706527288681733</id><published>2009-11-07T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T16:41:37.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween '09</title><content type='html'>Halloween was a lot of fun this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very undecided what I wanted the kids to be. I had originally thought Lexi would make a cute Tinkerbell, but ultimately decided on Snow White. I had wanted Jeff to be Woody, but he wanted to be Buzz.  I was a tiny bit disappointed, but liked that he was excited enough to be something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we ended up in HB. It works out perfectly as half of our family lives on one street or the surrounding area, we get to see everyone. Also, my Tita &amp;amp; Tito, the kids great-granparents, get to see everyone dressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a dress rehearsal at Grandma Donna &amp;amp; Grandpa Russell's house. They enjoyed seeing them dressed up and as a Mommy, I got to see any finishing touches we may need. After our rehearsal, we went to lunch. Kellye, Ronnie and Liam met up with us. It's funny to go to a place where Aaron and I used to go when we were dating, and now we take the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As night approached, the excitement grew. Auntie Sonia, Shelly, Aly and Brian showed up and played with the kids. Alexis grew very fond of her Tia Kristi as she made her the trick-or-treating bag, and read her stories for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got dressed with little to no trouble. This was stressful. We had to dress two kids, and three dogs all while about 10 people watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I said dogs. Stitch was a mailman, Fozzy intended to be Zorro, and Sam intended to be a pirate. Neither Fozzy or Sam would cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went and had a blast. Jeffrey enjoyed hanging out with his cousins and Lexi liked being carried by her Daddy and Gampy. Elena opened her eyes to the holiday by giving her M&amp;amp;Ms. Once she realized what she was getting, she was a different child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a lot of fun, and it was great to share it with our families.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7764706527288681733?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7764706527288681733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7764706527288681733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7764706527288681733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-09.html' title='Halloween &apos;09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1843601832000814131</id><published>2009-10-24T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T22:39:21.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lombardi Ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgXoV4iqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fbVpjr8WGAo/s1600-h/1018091156a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403475090803362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgXoV4iqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fbVpjr8WGAo/s320/1018091156a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We do not seem to have the best of luck when it comes to visiting Pumpkin Patches, but we decided to try it again. On the advice of some friends we decided to visit Lombardi Ranch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went, and weren't sure what to expect. We had to take the back road leaving out of Quartz Hill. Luckily, no one, not even me, got car sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We got there and we were completely amazed. There were tons of cars, people, and pumpkins.  There were mazes, scarecrows, train rides, hay rides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403480115313122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgX7D0eeI/AAAAAAAAAq4/oBAZ46mDIuQ/s320/1018091200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and petting zoos.  We took the kids around, and they were amazed by all the pumpkins, and so were we.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403483453144162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgYHfnvGI/AAAAAAAAArA/cPRZVtgtUcs/s320/1018091204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;They were also in a funky mood. First off, they both have been fighting for the stroller. Now that Alexis can walk she wants to walk, and Jeffrey is over the walking thing and wants the stroller. And when Alexis sees Jeffrey in the stroller the "Mine" game begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may notice that they both have either cookies, or fruit snacks in their hands. That day they were hoarding, or rationing their snacks. You've seen both of them~they act like we never feed them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alexis was not sure what to think of the pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403491097988690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgYj-SzlI/AAAAAAAAArI/1Q0F-6gRQNY/s320/1018091205a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and wasn't sure if she liked Jeffrey bringing her the pumpkins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I desperately wanted a picture of the kids in the pumpkin, but Jeffrey complained the stems hurt his butt. And Alexis... well she just complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403494859334978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgYx_EZUI/AAAAAAAAArQ/_Tpe-Iq6w8w/s320/1018091208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've come to the conclusion that I will hardly ever get a good picture of them where they're both smiling. This picture summed up the day... a happy Jeffrey and a not-so-sure, don't touch me Lexi.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403886421760770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgvkq02wI/AAAAAAAAArY/l4vElpLxEio/s320/1018091210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;We did get one good picture of her... too bad her Dad cut off her cute piggy tails : &lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396403897428398962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgwNrA03I/AAAAAAAAArg/netyvjHIAM8/s320/1018091211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh well... there's always next year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1843601832000814131?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1843601832000814131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/lombardi-ranch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1843601832000814131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1843601832000814131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/lombardi-ranch.html' title='Lombardi Ranch'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SuPgXoV4iqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fbVpjr8WGAo/s72-c/1018091156a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5926911479093855289</id><published>2009-10-21T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T16:08:12.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St-UN-__awI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GUkdeaSP1tw/s1600-h/dress+up+lexi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395193846583749378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St-UN-__awI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GUkdeaSP1tw/s320/dress+up+lexi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5926911479093855289?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5926911479093855289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5926911479093855289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5926911479093855289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St-UN-__awI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GUkdeaSP1tw/s72-c/dress+up+lexi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5091029136712969026</id><published>2009-10-19T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:18:04.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gampy's Birthday &amp; Universal Studios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02xN2wlDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/F1ts9Dn1uio/s1600-h/DSCN2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394528147820549170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02xN2wlDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/F1ts9Dn1uio/s320/DSCN2946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every year my Dad's company goes to some sort of amusement park. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This year we went to Universal Studios and it was right around my Mom's birthday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394528124415228946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02v2qfvBI/AAAAAAAAApo/odx0hNk30M0/s320/DSCN2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sandy &amp;amp; Javier and the kids were able to come as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't get into the details of how we got in, but let's just say that Arturo and I got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394528104660099266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02utEgYMI/AAAAAAAAApY/mbit_td55bg/s320/DSCN2932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had a good time, the kids got to see some characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some of us were in the true party mood.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394528138431399538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02wq4NhnI/AAAAAAAAApw/Kmte9UxheOw/s320/DSCN2945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We also were able to celebrate Karina's &amp;amp; my Mom's Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394529786344842274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St04Ql1ZJCI/AAAAAAAAAqI/L1rteHRXr9Y/s320/DSCN2951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeffrey even got down with Homer&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394529800065617730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St04RY8rj0I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/U69H6as1kqc/s320/DSCN2958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mom with her girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394530666319782114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St05Dz_xIOI/AAAAAAAAAqY/7xWEM4glW_A/s320/DSCN2949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All of us at the restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394528111792762114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02vHpELQI/AAAAAAAAApg/z6o0RG9X6yI/s320/DSCN2934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had a blast and look forward to many more trips : &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5091029136712969026?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5091029136712969026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/gampys-birthday-universal-studios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5091029136712969026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5091029136712969026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/gampys-birthday-universal-studios.html' title='Gampy&apos;s Birthday &amp; Universal Studios'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/St02xN2wlDI/AAAAAAAAAp4/F1ts9Dn1uio/s72-c/DSCN2946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4068818043184314174</id><published>2009-10-18T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:46:28.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris &amp; Bear get Engaged 9/18/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stuzw8pHSqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/sLh-5JnrraY/s1600-h/DSCN2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102632199965346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stuzw8pHSqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/sLh-5JnrraY/s320/DSCN2950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, there was an interesting development on 9/18/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristina calls me and asks if we can talk. She then proceeds to tell me that she is engaged. Holy cow! I could not believe it! It was such great news, and I am so excited for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the initial shock, I asked if I was the maid of honor, and yes, I am .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I write this, it still does not seem real. I have a different perspective to their relationship. I used to sub at the high school when they dated.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102639289732050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StuzxXDci9I/AAAAAAAAApA/KXZqkCgi8Ns/s320/DSCN1999.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aaron used to coach Bear, so it's weird to see them grow up right before our eyes. They've survived 4 years of Bear being in Louisiana. And Bear, well bear has survived my kids. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102606361480594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StuzvcYvTZI/AAAAAAAAAog/-u9bW6P9VQ0/s320/DSCN2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They both have.  They were their the days the kids were born, have spent time up here,.... wait perhaps I should stop writing. I know I have major services to pay back to them, so it's better that it's not in writing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102609684832306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StuzvoxFoDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/JYZ8ACmqOJ8/s320/DSCN1734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be happier. We couldn't be happier. No one has asked if I'm sad that my sister is leaving, but as my mom and daddy know... we all come back. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394102620743181138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StuzwR9mo1I/AAAAAAAAAow/ZwCqDC_RazA/s320/0729092011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And no, I'm not sad. I'm not losing a sister, but gaining a Pinche, a Big Pinche.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Congrats Bear &amp;amp; Kristina~ we wish you all the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4068818043184314174?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4068818043184314174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/kris-bear-get-engaged-91809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4068818043184314174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4068818043184314174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/kris-bear-get-engaged-91809.html' title='Kris &amp; Bear get Engaged 9/18/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stuzw8pHSqI/AAAAAAAAAo4/sLh-5JnrraY/s72-c/DSCN2950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2336013057166300849</id><published>2009-10-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:12:50.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennessee Trip 9/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stunvl-XvaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gex1wmzQ2ss/s1600-h/DSCN2872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394089414795705762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stunvl-XvaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gex1wmzQ2ss/s320/DSCN2872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aaron has a friend with whom he coaches with, and he has season tickets for UCLA football. I try not to hold that against him, but this year UCLA was Tennessee. He was able to purchase two extra tickets, so off to Tennessee we went. I know that my mother-in-law, Donna, goes to Tennessee, her home, to attend her family reunion. It turns out, the family reunion fell on the same weekend. My mom said she’d help us and watch the kids, so off we went.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394089386446237170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stunt8XVLfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/e4CWS4pdlrM/s320/DSCN2842.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aaron &amp;amp; I at the game. No, I could not wear that bright orange. I'm a Sun Devil, we have limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only downfall in this plan was that we had to take a red eye, and sleep only for a few hours. I remember taking a few red eyes during my recruiting trips, and was not looking forward to it. Turns out, it wasn’t so bad. We were able to sleep, and then head out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The campus atmosphere was completely amazing and energetic. There was bright orange everywhere. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394089404851071938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StunvA7Yq8I/AAAAAAAAAm4/5FIOp_tmGyk/s320/DSCN2861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The players walking in. This a huge tradition, and it was pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394089398539115986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stunupaf3dI/AAAAAAAAAmw/OqOUs5tkHEY/s320/DSCN2845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Smokey &amp;amp; Daniel Boone ~ not the ideal combination, but I love that dog. He is so funny, and has the best collegiate mascot wardrobe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tons of tailgates, some on church properties and lots of fun. Some of these tailgates were so amazing that it was something out of a sports bar. Perhaps that is the best description is a traveling sports bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how fun college football could be.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394089424523889074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StunwKNwCbI/AAAAAAAAAnI/vKUqk7i6mH4/s320/DSCN2895.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The band before the game. To the rest of the stadium, they spelled Vols. To us, well you make your own words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was fun going to a game that I was not emotionally tied to. The outcome was not to Aaron’s favor, and I love seeing UCLA lose, but was happy to see the Pac-10 get a win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After the game, we went to Aaron’s Mamaw &amp;amp; Papaw’s house. Neither one of us realized just how close they lived to Tennessee. We came in to a house that was like we never left. Aaron said it’s southern charm, I think it’s his grandparents. We stayed up talking and showing them pictures of our little babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up Sunday to a great breakfast and getting ready for family. I hadn’t seen Aaron’s uncles Dale &amp;amp; David since ’04 and ’06. Of course, it was great seeing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The family reunion was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091532629996226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stupq3hacsI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Cr1YoVvdbzc/s320/DSCN2915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Donna, Aaron's Mamaw(Peggy), Uncle Dale, &amp;amp; Aaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were many generations present, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091544663072658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StuprkWUn5I/AAAAAAAAAng/6G_fanIj-8c/s320/DSCN2919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and everyone seemed to be in great health and spirits. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091518208947666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StupqBzKtdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/jlIkbRTG5BY/s320/DSCN2913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle David, Me, Aaron, Uncle Dale, and Aunt Charley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093571119295986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SturhhfIrfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/Y2cauGI_bFA/s320/DSCN2925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outhouses really seem to give the Cooper men a thrill, so I felt compelled to add this. And yes, people did use this at the reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093599835803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SturjMdr0FI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/arcrg5uw-_A/s320/DSCN2929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Mamaw (Peggy) Papaw (Raymond), Aaron and Donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093611959792658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sturj5oRNBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/mG7otSRpG9I/s320/DSCN2931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aaron showing off his domestic skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At my family reunions, I know just about everyone. Aaron on the other hand, was meeting some relatives for the first time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091553858417906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StupsGmqdPI/AAAAAAAAAno/rwSgi-AH6Es/s320/DSCN2923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle David, Donna (my MIL), and Uncle Dale&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093585105182722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SturiVloYAI/AAAAAAAAAoA/4e3iVOjiewQ/s320/DSCN2927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaw, Papaw, &amp;amp; Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was commonly referred to as Donna’s boy, which I thought was kinda funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394091561460773426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stupsi7NMjI/AAAAAAAAAnw/uU1oXhq8MsU/s320/DSCN2926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aaron &amp;amp; I&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We met a lot of family, and had some laughs. I'd love to take the kids and have them meet their other family, and most importantly... their Mamaw &amp;amp; Papaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093595205976962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sturi7N2Q4I/AAAAAAAAAoI/uJWjd7F0aDk/s320/DSCN2928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                        Mamaw, Papaw, Aaron, &amp;amp; I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2336013057166300849?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2336013057166300849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/tennessee-trip-912.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2336013057166300849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2336013057166300849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/tennessee-trip-912.html' title='Tennessee Trip 9/12'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Stunvl-XvaI/AAAAAAAAAnA/gex1wmzQ2ss/s72-c/DSCN2872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8781251787623359178</id><published>2009-10-17T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:33:53.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqnjtVV4GI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/BPPLdeKVCGs/s1600-h/DSCN2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807735635959906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqnjtVV4GI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/BPPLdeKVCGs/s320/DSCN2837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miss Lexi with her Gampy (And yes, her bow is supposed to be like that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Okay, so it's been a long time. Probably the longest I've ever gone. Believe it or not, I've been busy working. I was out a week for an infection, but I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We've tried to have two holidays consistently at our house ~ Easter &amp;amp; Labor Day. These holidays are usually the beginning and ending of the hot, hot summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This Labor Day was no different. We had great food, and our families were able to come and visit us. This Labor Day we had to break in our Ping Pong table. Keep in mind our families are extrememly competitive, so I was not sure how it was going to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807695864502114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqnhZLFl2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/MGn_Ha0QceA/s320/DSCN2832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeffrey with his Grandpas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daddy*Russell* Jeffrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It turned out to be a great! Everyone seemed to have a great time. There was minimal fighting (Mom and Kris, Daddy and Mom..... anyone notice consistencies) It is kinda funny to see her get so competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807710273457378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqniO2czOI/AAAAAAAAAl4/tKfpkQhbcsU/s320/DSCN2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeffrey &amp;amp; Alexis playing on the Slip n' Slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807711418252114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqniTHY-1I/AAAAAAAAAmA/4xYKqw1b8x4/s320/DSCN2835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeffrey, Alexis, and Karina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393807723526253922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqnjAOKbWI/AAAAAAAAAmI/HenGJ_AXF-c/s320/DSCN2836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From the top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaron &amp;amp; Liam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeff, Lexi, and Karina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I look further to the cooler weather, but will miss the family coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8781251787623359178?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8781251787623359178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/labor-day-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8781251787623359178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8781251787623359178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/labor-day-09.html' title='Labor Day &apos;09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/StqnjtVV4GI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/BPPLdeKVCGs/s72-c/DSCN2837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7371745532190482892</id><published>2009-09-04T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:15:58.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avery's 7th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9G-b2FFI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MI49Eyv8qc4/s1600-h/DSCN2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857726337913938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9G-b2FFI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MI49Eyv8qc4/s320/DSCN2820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; The kids and I went down for Avery's Birthday party. It was at a jumper place. These were not your average jumpers, they were slides, obstacle courses, etc. The best part... adults could go on them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We took full advantage of that and had so much fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377860324656259282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH_eN7NoNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wmMVVSwU_io/s320/DSCN2831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before I knew it all of us were going from place to place going down slides, laughing, and making fools of ourselves. Some of us, Michael and Elena, took things to another level by having a race on the obstacle course. (This could've been disasterous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We put Lexi down and she was off playing with toys, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377860314244229426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH_dnIyqTI/AAAAAAAAAlI/aV3AaNXOlow/s320/DSCN2829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and somewhat enjoying the slide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Nick going down the slide &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857731636515282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9HSLIUdI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8vdlK5pUe9o/s320/DSCN2821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeffrey going down the slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857740383865282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9HywqScI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/zIjsfQO_aCA/s320/DSCN2823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Jeffrey and Auntie Sonia down the slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857759637926994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9I6fL9FI/AAAAAAAAAkg/VP11LmUQdJA/s320/DSCN2826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377857751262174066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9IbSQG3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/dxb-4ob5FQI/s320/DSCN2825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;We had a great time. We came home tired, but it was so much fun.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The best part was not the cake, nor the slide, but Aunt Sonia coming to the realization that some kid was eating her food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7371745532190482892?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7371745532190482892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/averys-7th-birthday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7371745532190482892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7371745532190482892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/averys-7th-birthday.html' title='Avery&apos;s 7th Birthday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH9G-b2FFI/AAAAAAAAAkA/MI49Eyv8qc4/s72-c/DSCN2820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7875784521629786978</id><published>2009-09-04T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:46:36.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AV Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We made our journey to the annual AV Fair. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377847897141595906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH0K100zwI/AAAAAAAAAjA/WrJeuWuAgGs/s320/DSCN2791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We went last year, but enjoyed ourselves a lot more this year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The kids did well. Alexis could not do much, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377849281378732130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH1bagrSGI/AAAAAAAAAjo/_NsJ316rELk/s320/DSCN2805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;she's still too young, but she'll be good next year. She enjoyed the piggies and cows. Jeffrey was on some sort of kick and had to say hi to each pig and cow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jeffrey really enjoyed himself on the rides. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377847932296225442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH0M4yV4qI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Me7FcPUrIBY/s320/DSCN2798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377847908625153714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH0Lgmt_rI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YqJcQYMyU2k/s320/DSCN2796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I even convinced him to ride the bumper cars, and we had a blast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We went into the petting zoo, and it was not what we expected, but they had fun. Alexis loved touching the animals&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377847916857232002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH0L_RZioI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/LmkElEsTsKw/s320/downsized_0825091943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and watching head butting goats. The kids thought it was hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377849295161584690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH1cN2w7DI/AAAAAAAAAjw/br5pItvdeGg/s320/DSCN2809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We ended the night with a family ride on the merry-go-round. We did not get a good picture of Lexi, she was holding on for dear life. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377849298393433362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH1cZ5TBRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/dTTYYwH-d8I/s320/DSCN2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7875784521629786978?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7875784521629786978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/av-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7875784521629786978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7875784521629786978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/av-fair.html' title='AV Fair'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqH0K100zwI/AAAAAAAAAjA/WrJeuWuAgGs/s72-c/DSCN2791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-988853241670111204</id><published>2009-09-04T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:08:36.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Walks with Grandpa Ponce</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHv1Mbx1LI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hzCTgS5VZp4/s1600-h/DSCN2817.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377843127206925490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHv1Mbx1LI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hzCTgS5VZp4/s320/DSCN2817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; One of the first things my dad asks when I get in the door is, "When are you leaving?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Not the greeting  I hope for, but I've come to accept that is my dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The one soft spot he does have is for his grandchildren... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377843099276904306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHvzkYvh3I/AAAAAAAAAig/32yay7JfbV0/s320/0829090745a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and sometimes me. Mornings are usually spent with him bringing my mom and I cookies, and the kids ~ leche. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;After our coffee and Playhouse Disney, he takes the kids for a walk. He used to take the dog, but the kids are more willing to go than the dog. (After all, Stitch would miss his soaps.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is usually a process... from getting the wagon out, to putting Lexzilla in, convincing Jeffrey Stitchy does not want to go, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377843110871554322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHv0PlH2RI/AAAAAAAAAio/33kEvNv_P5Y/s320/DSCN2814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;to my dad getting his phone and coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;They finally go on there way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377843118708953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHv0sxtEpI/AAAAAAAAAiw/w_dazAQoIto/s320/DSCN2815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So off they go, not really sure where they go, but Jeffrey always comes back with stories and some sort of gift. It's neat for me to see my dad with my kids, and I hope that my kids will remember these times and cherish them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-988853241670111204?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/988853241670111204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-walks-with-grandpa-ponce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/988853241670111204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/988853241670111204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-walks-with-grandpa-ponce.html' title='Morning Walks with Grandpa Ponce'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqHv1Mbx1LI/AAAAAAAAAi4/hzCTgS5VZp4/s72-c/DSCN2817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4018470256913327261</id><published>2009-09-03T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:45:36.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqAAl2wYlJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ktcCWbDc9bU/s1600-h/Back+in+the+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377298605433984146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqAAl2wYlJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ktcCWbDc9bU/s320/Back+in+the+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***Michelle***Kathy***Alyssa***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1998&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4018470256913327261?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4018470256913327261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/belated-wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4018470256913327261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4018470256913327261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/09/belated-wordless-wednesday.html' title='Belated Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SqAAl2wYlJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ktcCWbDc9bU/s72-c/Back+in+the+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6744136070214227653</id><published>2009-08-26T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T12:50:29.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SpWR8auNjVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G4DS2J518oU/s1600-h/downsized_0823091610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374362197487881554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SpWR8auNjVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G4DS2J518oU/s320/downsized_0823091610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6744136070214227653?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6744136070214227653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6744136070214227653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6744136070214227653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/word.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SpWR8auNjVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/G4DS2J518oU/s72-c/downsized_0823091610.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3908407680456668910</id><published>2009-08-22T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:24:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adame --&gt; Trujillo --&gt; Ponce --&gt; Kavanagh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A little glimpse of my family lineage from my mom's side to the present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While Aaron and I were dating it was hard explaining the family. He couldn't understand that the all the relatives that lived on my street were not the extent of my family, it was just the tip of the iceberg.  (There were still more in Redondo, Huntington Beach, Oceanside, and San Diego. )He found out as we made out our guest list to our weddding and finally out the last family reunion - September 2005. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Last Saturday we had a Family Reunion aka "The Adame Family Reunion" in Huntington Beach. It was great because I believe that we added 6 more members to the family, and  we came out in full force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will just come out and say it... I love our family. It does not matter that we only see each other every once in a while, we're there for each other. Whether it's celebrating a birthday, anniversary, wedding, etc... we're all there for each other. This sense of family is something I really want to pass on to my kids. They need to know that they do not just have each other, they have a WHOLE family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well we came, we ate, and we laughed. It was great to hang out with people I hadn't seen a while. Stories were told and memories were shared. And since I'm part of the 3rd generation, it's funny to hear the stories of the 1st and 2nd generations. Especially those of the TJ girls... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is my personal recap of the memories I have of the reunion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aaron eating 12 tacos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Nino handing out menus of the tacos available and everyone, in line. asking what kind of meat there was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the red cups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the kids running around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Frank asking the girls to 'jump' as they took pictures. I had to remind him that these were his COUSINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bill trying to cop a feel on Rosemary during the family photo. They were right above me... I still have trouble sleeping : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;While playing volleyball... RJ serving the ball into Michelle's butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aunt Sonia and her puppet show theatre chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raquel asking her where she got after we all ragged on it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raquel trying to get girls to do the Roger Rabbit, and then asking someone just how to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My mom asking to play volleyball, and neither team wanted her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Nino coming in and kicking ass. I don't think he knew we were having fun. We weren't playing for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Linda and Robert coming over and hearing Robert explain how he killed a bat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeffrey rolling down the hill with Sasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vanessa saving me and giving me wipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kristina's volleyball serve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Watching Kristina and Michelle watching the ball drop and then blame each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think that may be it. I'm sure I'm missing more, but it's enough to make me laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As we all say... we need to do this more often. I say let's do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Below are pictures from that day. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3908407680456668910?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3908407680456668910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3908407680456668910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3908407680456668910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2356438360951976265</id><published>2009-08-22T21:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:53:27.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MTAwMzE3OTg5MiZwdD*xMjUxMDAzMjAyOTY2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1jNjcyMjgzYjc5MmY*ZWM5OTY2ZWUxYzY*MmRlNTJmMCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SowXNA41ALI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LW-F18u6q-o/s320/0811091908a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2206976166321649403?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2206976166321649403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2206976166321649403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2206976166321649403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SowXNA41ALI/AAAAAAAAAiI/LW-F18u6q-o/s72-c/0811091908a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3943244422407177429</id><published>2009-08-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T11:59:14.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Josh &amp; Courtney's Wedding 8/7/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;About a week and a half ago we went to Josh &amp;amp; Courtney's wedding in Temecula, CA. It was held a beautiful winery&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000096644379842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgIZETtMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/gmx95Vs6dEo/s320/DSCN2665.JPG" border="0" /&gt; and we had a lot of fun. We got to see the whole group &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371003178760013906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somi7y18CFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/lbwYGyVfco4/s320/DSCN2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Aaron's friends and the women the conned into marrying them! ) from OV. It's pretty cool, we all went to HS together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaron has been friends with Josh since they were in 2nd grade, and Josh was the Best Man in our wedding. He has been loving referred to as "Penguin Man" in our family because he works at Sea World. It was very cool as it came full circle and Josh asked if Jeffrey could be in the wedding &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371001998516134354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somh3GF3odI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/i7f2NSo0yoU/s320/DSCN2673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;as the Ring Bearer ~ very cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The rehearsal was the day before the wedding and the guys had to go down early. I had to stay and work. I ended up meeting them on Thursday night. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000057435900786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgGHARy3I/AAAAAAAAAgo/gx2LGZHoBvQ/s320/DSCN2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was Josh's job to buy the ring bearer pillow and hand't, so Jeffrey carried this during the rehearsal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The guys had fun at the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000079440182434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgHY-gfKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SiZXH0272xA/s320/DSCN2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000089903932418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgH_9QpAI/AAAAAAAAAhA/vYIBynDxzwY/s320/DSCN2663.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jeffrey took his job very seriously despite Sean's comments. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371000069165535682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgGys10cI/AAAAAAAAAgw/T8ZOrXp0DUY/s320/DSCN2647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We got to stay in a hotel, Jeffrey's favorite part, and were able to relax right up to the ceremony. I dropped the guys off and found them in the groomsmen room.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371002006248267586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somh3i5Wn0I/AAAAAAAAAhY/MQfYWk8HDvg/s320/DSCN2677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Josh.... relaxing????&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371002014928140066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somh4DOy9yI/AAAAAAAAAhg/TXlN-MhArvQ/s320/DSCN2678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The ceremony was beautiful and everyone looked handsome/beautiful. It was awesome. Watching the ceremony was like watching a game. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371002022773388386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somh4gdP9GI/AAAAAAAAAho/8uEs7k9Ft3g/s320/DSCN2680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They had waiters bring you wine, so you could enjoy as the ceremony took place. I was okay, and then I saw this... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371002031442860690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somh5AwNmpI/AAAAAAAAAhw/tvHwl3RBAn0/s320/DSCN2694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It was so cute to see my little boy (man) walking down the aisle. He held his own, did not drop anything and did what he had to do. We went through two bags of chewy snacks and the ceremony was over. Jeffrey dropped the empty bag of chewy snacks, got his pillow and followed his Daddy back down the aisle  : ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The rehearsal was a lot of fun. It was a total party atmosphere and we had a good time and had a lot of laughs. Everyone had a good time at the rehearsal.... including my son&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371003187610315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Somi8T0A7EI/AAAAAAAAAiA/Usgc0JgzFDw/s320/DSCN2744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2 weddings down, 1 to go. Brian and Alyda~you're next!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3943244422407177429?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3943244422407177429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/josh-courtneys-wedding-8709.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3943244422407177429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3943244422407177429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/josh-courtneys-wedding-8709.html' title='Josh &amp; Courtney&apos;s Wedding 8/7/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SomgIZETtMI/AAAAAAAAAhI/gmx95Vs6dEo/s72-c/DSCN2665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4853071068852919021</id><published>2009-08-12T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:39:40.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas Family Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We decided to go to Las Vegas as a family.... (what the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:H*!@l"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H*!@l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; were we thinking?!?!) Luckily, my mom, dad, Kris, and Uncle Jimmy came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There was talk about not taking the kids, and I was on board, but Aaron wanted to take them. I'm glad we did, sort of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The ride up there was long and tough. Towards the end, Lexi had thrown every toy given to her on the ground. Jeffrey had played with almost every toy in the car. Both had their fill of snacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We made it. Aaron and I ate and took the kids right to the pool. The first night, the kids were restless and the buffet was almost a disaster. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369147935373650690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMLmap36wI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pcmjZH1podo/s320/DSCN2614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids enjoyed the lights on the strip. All was great until Lexi pooped and stunk up the car. Aaron took the kids for the night, and I went out with the adults. We had a lot of fun that night. I only play $5 bucks for 3+ hours and the kids were angels going to bed.... Or so I thought.  We woke up the next morning to this sight&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156166249218690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMTFhDiAoI/AAAAAAAAAgI/3f-2IrQoJdU/s320/0729090801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Granted we did not have a "Hangover" night, but how did we get a dolphin in the middle of our floor without noticing it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 2 was great. This time we did the $25 all you can eat buffett all day. Holy cow! I've never eaten so much in my life. Day 2 was hanging out at the pool, playing some games, a trip to Target(no Ponce/Kavanagh trip could be complete), and the M&amp;amp;M Factory &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156174600972258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMTGAKvp-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gO_bu3J0jvw/s320/0729092010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369147941950315378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMLmzJ323I/AAAAAAAAAfo/hfc5RvRQwv0/s320/DSCN2617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369147953950681106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMLnf2-6BI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5V6wSGFZsjo/s320/DSCN2619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156185466778066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMTGopWsdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/tL2Lientnhc/s320/0729092011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and attempting to see the lions at MGM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Day 3 we played at Circus Circus and had more fun in the pool. My parents took the kids for the night and Aaron and I were able to go to the Burger Bar once more. We met up with Kris, who took me away from Happy Days machine, and went off. Kris and I are very different gamblers. She likes the tables, I like the video poker. We got a drink at Dick's and after I recovered from brain freeze, she went back to the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aaron and I stayed a little longer downstairs, and got a call from Kristina. She said Dog the Bounty Hunter was in the casino. After no Dog sightings we went up to the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;On the way home we stopped at Bob's Big Boy. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369156202051432994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMTHmbcciI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8nrsrOYvXm8/s320/DSCN2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I've LOVED that place since I was a kid. It was a great ending to a great trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4853071068852919021?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4853071068852919021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/las-vegas-family-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4853071068852919021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4853071068852919021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/las-vegas-family-trip.html' title='Las Vegas Family Trip'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMLmap36wI/AAAAAAAAAfg/pcmjZH1podo/s72-c/DSCN2614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-859004154344925625</id><published>2009-08-12T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:28:35.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legoland 7/23/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB9Mi5UhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YOaY9JtwPN0/s1600-h/DSCN2544.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369137331606999570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB9Mi5UhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YOaY9JtwPN0/s320/DSCN2544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So it's definitely been a while... Yes, I realize it's August. Yes, I realize I'm writing about something that happened almost 3 weeks. Nonetheless, here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went to Legoland with Aaron's Parents (aka Grandma Donna &amp;amp; Grandpa Russell). This is a trip that we had been trying plan since the beginning of the year. We finally got around to it, and it was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Neither Aaron or I had been to Legoland, so it was an adventure for all. I knew that it was built out of Legos, but I didn't know the extent of it. Legoland is built of legos, very cool.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369144745053811778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMIstyWdEI/AAAAAAAAAfA/34MDK8nc8P0/s320/DSCN2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I loved Legos as a kid, so it was cook to see just what you could build out of them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369125204475622866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL27TddtdI/AAAAAAAAAco/tixW5V90txc/s320/DSCN2523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This mom was SO pushy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went to see the Legoland buildings and they were amazing... Las Vegas, New York (including a working subway), The White House, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369123910104064450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL1v9jPIcI/AAAAAAAAAcA/ODPGKKVsC_8/s320/DSCN2505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Washington DC, and so much more. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369125218435065490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL28Hdp5pI/AAAAAAAAAcw/OIh-LEvZW9g/s320/DSCN2531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was so incredible. I don't think kids can fully appreciate all the work that goes into something like this, but for the adults it was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We went on some rides. Lexi went on her first big girl ride (she sat by herself) and had fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369123915973102210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL1wTahioI/AAAAAAAAAcI/XSupJWbkZ64/s320/DSCN2510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeffrey's ride of the day was the driving school. (Designated for 3-6 year olds) He had to push a pedal and steer the wheel. This was a challenge for him. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369123930156362434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL1xIQE6sI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/ngKH0LhwAvE/s320/DSCN2516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He'd concentrate on pushing the pedal. Then he'd concentrate on steering and forget to push the pedal. He did not go very far, but still got his license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369123932641166434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL1xRggBGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/yrhYN5xJyOs/s320/DSCN2519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After that we went on rides. This was Jeffrey's favorite part. They kept saying,"Stop the water, stop the water." as gusts floated under the workers and spray&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369125222740671026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL28XgMOjI/AAAAAAAAAc4/ghJC-56pBhQ/s320/DSCN2527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I enjoyed the Emergency Vehicle Helicopter ride&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369125201009376386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL27GjC_II/AAAAAAAAAcg/oaPQKSFtOsY/s320/DSCN2520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;, and the splashing boat ride - quite possibly my favorite. Jeffrey also 'drove' an airplane. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369125239898307938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL29Xa4_WI/AAAAAAAAAdA/BYEmgFZ_3ss/s320/DSCN2542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was a good time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369137298613649490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB7RoqwFI/AAAAAAAAAeY/rtZx__zugds/s320/DSCN2554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We saw a few shows&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369137311307649746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB8A7J0tI/AAAAAAAAAeg/E48wbQC94Lw/s320/DSCN2559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;, saw the one and only Legomaker, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369137321654111554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB8nd8TUI/AAAAAAAAAeo/wuJQUVy7oyw/s320/DSCN2545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and a few animals here and there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369126540767730162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoL4JFiVGfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/z3Rbr3fZWvQ/s320/DSCN2555.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We had a great time, and were so happy to see the kids have fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369137343170056946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB93nvkvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/BPhtAuhsj0A/s320/DSCN2575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-859004154344925625?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/859004154344925625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/legoland-72309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/859004154344925625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/859004154344925625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/legoland-72309.html' title='Legoland 7/23/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SoMB9Mi5UhI/AAAAAAAAAew/YOaY9JtwPN0/s72-c/DSCN2544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8489700574790169799</id><published>2009-08-02T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:58:06.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis 1 Year 7/18/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Dear Alexis Kendyl,&lt;br /&gt; I have been putting off writing this because I feel if I don’t write, somehow it’ll stop time. You are officially 1. No more months behind your age… sigh. I realize I write this often, but where did time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m preparing your slideshow, I’m reminded of just how far you’ve come. You started out your life in the safe arms of your parents, and then were taken to the NICU. You were 3-4 days old before I could hold you again. It was very hard for both us, and your family. You were our first baby from the family (out of 21 grand/great grand kids) to ever be in the NICU, so it was quite scary. It never occurred to me that you were in danger, as I knew you’d survive. From day 1 of having you, I KNEW you were a fighter. We were finally able to hold you, and then it was a little easier. One of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do was leave you in the hospital, and go home. Once you were able to come home, it was much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes us to now. You have developed quite a little personality my dear. Everyday is something new that makes us laugh or realize that we need to baby proof more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are talking more and more. You now say baby, mama, hey, do-do (Fozzy) and LOVE Mommy’s pink phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are standing and walking around, but have yet to begin walking. Today you did take your first steps toward Mommy’s phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You enjoy mealtimes  - you love yogurt, cheese, and ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You’ve taken to your sippy cup and do not use a bottle anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your hair is starting to become thicker and your hair is like Mommy’s ~ curly and really kinky curly when we hit humidity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You adore your brother, for the most part, and love playing with his toys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You now give kisses. You open your mouth and try to bite people. It’s cute, but wet and can be messy : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You adore your Daddy and say ‘Deedee’ when you see him. A blow to my ego since I was the one getting up with you during those first months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my dear that’s all I have for now. I have been writing to you for so long, that’ll be weird to wait another 6-12 months to write to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to watching you walk, talk, and more of your kisses and giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Below are some pictures of your first year of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8489700574790169799?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8489700574790169799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/alexis-1-year-71809.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8489700574790169799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8489700574790169799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/alexis-1-year-71809.html' title='Alexis 1 Year 7/18/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3953230547937443934</id><published>2009-08-02T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:54:10.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*OTI3ODc4MjY4OCZwdD*xMjQ5Mjc4ODA*Mzc5JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1jNjcyMjgzYjc5MmY*ZWM5OTY2ZWUxYzY*MmRlNTJmMCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/2caf012b.pbw" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=2caf012b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3953230547937443934?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3953230547937443934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3953230547937443934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3953230547937443934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4250037718340688853</id><published>2009-07-21T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:26:47.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis' 1st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;On Sunday we had a party for Alexis' 1st Birthday. She had a Happy 1st Birthday Princess theme, and seemed to enjoy herself. She had her petting zoo, pony, and pinatas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The kids seem to have fun decorating sand buckets, chasing animals, or playing with the squirt guns. The animals seemed to behave themselves and so did the kids. I think the animals only attacked twice~ my Mom and Andrew. I guess a goat butted him, poor guy. Jeffrey terrorized the duck and the pig. I was so happy, I actually got to hold my duck it did not bite. I gotta tell you, someone told me the duck was by himself so I could get him. (It's been my life long dream to own a duck.) But honestly, how could I transport a duck, a dog, and two kids back to Lancaster?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Alexis was a good sport and participated in most everything. Her favorite was the zoo and her cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We were thankful for everyone that came and hope that they enjoyed themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;See the slideshow below...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4250037718340688853?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4250037718340688853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexis-1st-birthday-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4250037718340688853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4250037718340688853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexis-1st-birthday-party.html' title='Alexis&apos; 1st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-937523392478443162</id><published>2009-07-21T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T22:13:56.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*ODIzOTU3ODY1MSZwdD*xMjQ4MjM5NjAzNDI2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/03037277.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=03037277.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-937523392478443162?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/937523392478443162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/937523392478443162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/937523392478443162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3542036797887989092</id><published>2009-07-21T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:40:04.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July... a little late I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPrEMV-XI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nDk2Z7lap9c/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361060007709636978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPrEMV-XI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nDk2Z7lap9c/s320/DSC00612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For those of you that know a big tradition for our family is the HB Parade. A few of us, the torch has been passed here and there, get up about 4:30 in the morning and get a spot. This is great cause those people great parking. For the rest of us it means you have a spot, but you better get your a** there early. We did not get there that early and had to walk. I'm convinced I parked somewhere near Fountain Valley and had to walk. Because of our 'walk' neither I or Aaron brought the camera down. We found out about this when we got to the car. We figured we'd just get other people's pictures. Hence the timing of this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We started off the day at the parade. Kristina, Bear, Karina, and AJ saved the spot for us this year. It was a parade, but the kids seem to enjoy it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361061286713030082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZQ1g2g9cI/AAAAAAAAAbw/AcSB3xCTdc0/s320/DSCN4522.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The band stopped by our spot and allowed Jeffrey to play his drum.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361060018594583058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPrsvhEhI/AAAAAAAAAbI/ko8saP8QndI/s320/DSC00615.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Gampy with Jeffrey and Alexis.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361060024926664962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPsEVM-QI/AAAAAAAAAbY/F6Ch04L2IzE/s320/DSCN4525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We even had one of our own in the parade as my Dad marched with the HB VFW post. He said he enjoyed it but it was hot. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361060023553262034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPr_NwgdI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/UaEXN2byzSg/s320/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Kris*Daddy*Kathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After we had a bbq at my parents' house. It was a lot of fun. We had some great food, and enjoyed the water with waterballoon fights, hoses, tosses, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361060034669859250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPsooKUbI/AAAAAAAAAbg/CNpyozpLJjU/s320/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361061285696392530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZQ1dEITVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/CtSnPRmfnA4/s320/DSC00628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I teamed up with Aly in the balloon toss, and Aaron tried to scare her into dropping it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The day ended with fireworks and more eating. It was a great day, and I was glad I was able to enjoy it this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3542036797887989092?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3542036797887989092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-little-late-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3542036797887989092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3542036797887989092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-little-late-i-know.html' title='4th of July... a little late I know'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmZPrEMV-XI/AAAAAAAAAbA/nDk2Z7lap9c/s72-c/DSC00612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8416869877884998703</id><published>2009-07-21T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:13:21.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Rivers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; We took a Kavanagh/Cambare trip to Wild Rivers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360989594975751314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmYPogUYTJI/AAAAAAAAAao/GbredevqSDY/s320/IMG_4470.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I was a little hesitant because I didn't know how Jeffrey would handle it, but he had a blast. (Unfortunately, Alexis did not go. I just thought she was too little and I would have to worry more about her burning and being uncomfortable.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360989602529432658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmYPo8dUVFI/AAAAAAAAAaw/4At1P0x0YEw/s320/IMG_6450.JPG" border="0" /&gt; He was a big boy and did some of the kiddie rides by himself!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360989607621439346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmYPpPbWL3I/AAAAAAAAAa4/nl2k4hG-Vvg/s320/IMG_4479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a403cb00212f6a49" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da403cb00212f6a49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CE64A8CDFB1B1B299B95D958C8478D3810A8D05.2B1BA553C90127CD4C7524E1FE804770D6CAAEB9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da403cb00212f6a49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqr8S9Bb3nWealZE-kGTDsVtDY5M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da403cb00212f6a49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331546618%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CE64A8CDFB1B1B299B95D958C8478D3810A8D05.2B1BA553C90127CD4C7524E1FE804770D6CAAEB9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da403cb00212f6a49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dqr8S9Bb3nWealZE-kGTDsVtDY5M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8416869877884998703?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a403cb00212f6a49&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8416869877884998703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/wild-rivers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8416869877884998703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8416869877884998703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/wild-rivers.html' title='Wild Rivers'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmYPogUYTJI/AAAAAAAAAao/GbredevqSDY/s72-c/IMG_4470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7703966137269649882</id><published>2009-07-18T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:30:21.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRGlthII/AAAAAAAAAZw/2dt1s4brCZk/s1600-h/DSCN2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360021622699689090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRGlthII/AAAAAAAAAZw/2dt1s4brCZk/s320/DSCN2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today is officially Miss Alexis Kendyl Kavanagh’s first birthday. She woke up around 7ish and wanted to be up and moving. The first thing we did was a photo shoot so we could get her thank you cards ready. She did well for about 5 minutes and she was done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360021625561263586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRRP9reI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ivab0X_HkPo/s320/DSCN2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I ran all over the place like a chicken with my head cut off. Luckily, my sister and in-laws were able to watch the kids so we could do the running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some family over to watch Alexis dive into her birthday cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360021632022512082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRpUcgdI/AAAAAAAAAaA/r2gVBts-Vew/s320/DSCN2364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aaron was not able to see Jeffrey do his cake, but was able to be here for Lex. She was a little unsure of what she was supposed to do with it, but got the hang of it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360021633840982146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRwGAKII/AAAAAAAAAaI/RzK_2Mf7SNQ/s320/DSCN2365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our one big milestone for the day is that she started using her walker toy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360021640477141602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfSI0L6mI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ZZT3CQcuvPg/s320/DSCN2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We are so excited, and we know the days of her crawling and rolling are limited. She is determined to have her freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is her party. I am excited and the same time stressed. I’ll have to write about it later. It truly amazes me how time flies…. How did she go from this&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360022791959861890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKgVKbD2oI/AAAAAAAAAag/KaSWlezUk6c/s320/prettypinkprincess.jpg" border="0" /&gt; to this &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360022787563446466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKgU6C34MI/AAAAAAAAAaY/3p_oRnOLpS8/s320/557042816_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;in a blink of an eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7703966137269649882?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7703966137269649882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexiss-1st-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7703966137269649882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7703966137269649882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/alexiss-1st-birthday.html' title='Alexis&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SmKfRGlthII/AAAAAAAAAZw/2dt1s4brCZk/s72-c/DSCN2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5797343185764531006</id><published>2009-07-14T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:31:39.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I remember the days of packing for away games in college. It was easy. Pack your uniforms, and utilities (toiletries), some jammies, under clothes, and wahlah! You were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;As life went on, it was pretty easy. Grab the first 10 outfits you see, and throw them in a bag. I'd listen to some music as I was packing, or perhaps talk on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now it's darn near impossible to pack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Now, not only do I have to pack for myself, but 2 other people and I cannot just grab the first 15 outfits I see.  And I have to deal with the kids. It's as if they know to go completely nuts when they see the suitcases! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have Jeffrey throwing clothes everywhere because he thinks it's funny. Alexis wants to get in on the act and sits on the clothes. Jeffrey wants to pack every toy he has because his Gampy or Grandma Donna doesn't have that at their houses. Trying to get in and out of the rooms has become a challenge as Alexis has made herself a bouncer of every door. She'll decide to either let you in or slam the door in your face. It truly never stops over here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Even Fozzy wants to get in on the acts. Or maybe he just wants to make sure he doesn't get left. He loves seeing his Tia Kristi, Bear and Stitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358553756428260642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sl1oQCm91SI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GxLz9WOcZe0/s320/DSCN2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5797343185764531006?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5797343185764531006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/packing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5797343185764531006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5797343185764531006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/packing.html' title='Packing'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sl1oQCm91SI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GxLz9WOcZe0/s72-c/DSCN2344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2538999055965579004</id><published>2009-07-13T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:50:06.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Monica Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv97KDAuQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0ZVlTmVbkIs/s1600-h/DSCN2322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358155374438430978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv97KDAuQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0ZVlTmVbkIs/s320/DSCN2322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Aaron and I decided it was finally time to venture out to the beach with the kids. An unfamiliar beach, rather. I don’t know why but I am always a little skeptical to take the kids to a place I’ve never been. But nonetheless we went, and did not get lost. I have to admit I was a little scared when Aaron just turned off the GPS system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there and all of us were in great spirits. Jeffrey wanted to go straight in the water and so we went. Alexis stuck her piggies in the water and did not make a fuss.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358155379028054210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv97bJQ0MI/AAAAAAAAAY4/cM4J8URjnpU/s320/DSCN2325.JPG" border="0" /&gt; She hung around and was happy to play in the sand. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358155385565406434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv97zf45OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YY-rvlEw7U0/s320/DSCN2329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was great till we realized that she was eating the sand. It was kinda hard for her to dispute it as she had sand lipstick. Panicking Aaron, splashed water in her mouth, and that was it. She’d had enough and did not want to be in the wet sand or the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Aaron and I alternated playing with Jeffrey and&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358156492169522370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv-8N63rMI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/MZfWcWS2ZCY/s320/DSCN2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt; staying on dry land with Lexi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She enjoyed the sand, &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358155366461232418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv96sVGVSI/AAAAAAAAAYo/lnwTFAQVhlE/s320/DSCN2320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and he enjoyed the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358156494766584610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv-8XmDsyI/AAAAAAAAAZY/-uYjVDXqBLo/s320/DSCN2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The day was capped off by a pod of dolphins. I got a few pictures of the dolphins, but not a clear shot. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358156503005370546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv-82SVmLI/AAAAAAAAAZg/VOd0EEcH8Ek/s320/DSCN2335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our day by getting some Frosty Freeze. It was great time, and it really wore the kids out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358155394416421826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv98UeIq8I/AAAAAAAAAZI/a2bX8hIjPl8/s320/DSCN2330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It’s 8:42 and both kids have been in bed for a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2538999055965579004?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2538999055965579004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/santa-monica-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2538999055965579004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2538999055965579004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/santa-monica-beach.html' title='Santa Monica Beach'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slv97KDAuQI/AAAAAAAAAYw/0ZVlTmVbkIs/s72-c/DSCN2322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6966356245644759867</id><published>2009-07-11T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:16:20.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicking off Family Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Today was family day. Every day the kids do not go to Ms. Vickie’s, it is Family Day. Since Ms. Vickie is on vacation, it has become Family Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We decided to kick off Family by going down to Santa Clarita. We had lunch at Islands (The kids and I eat there all the time, but Aaron never gets to go.) and walked around the mall. Jeffrey and now Alexis were able to play in the kids' area. And by the way, where were these areas when I was a child? I would've loved something like those areas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Here are a couple of shots I got. The two of them hanging out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357435813947785618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SllvfOVQQZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/PsfUvBeGjFk/s320/0711091347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;And Miss Alexis Kendyl... not even a year old... flirting with a boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357435817077293938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SllvfZ_Yw3I/AAAAAAAAAYI/HbJRHvCIt_k/s320/0711091351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;After our mall adventure we decided to have a bbq/home camp out. After dinner Aaron and I put up the tent and let the kids and dog roam around. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357435820789653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sllvfn0e4EI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/778dDPuwoWE/s320/DSCN2305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeffrey was SO excited! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357435830720320370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SllvgM0I03I/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZCJg_HHYMwk/s320/DSCN2307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He could not fathom the idea that he was going to sleep outside.  After Alexis went to sleep we roasted some marshmellows and made s'mores. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357435834943126242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Sllvgci7uuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/gmWeJW6_cgE/s320/DSCN2310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jeffrey like watching us roast the marshmellows, but did not went to eat them or the s'mores. I'm not sure I can name a child who DOES NOT like s'mores, but I guess there could be worse things.  Jeffrey loved the fire and hanging out with just us. As I post this, they are sleeping in the backyard. Hopefully they make it through the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6966356245644759867?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6966356245644759867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/kicking-off-family-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6966356245644759867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6966356245644759867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/kicking-off-family-week.html' title='Kicking off Family Week'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SllvfOVQQZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/PsfUvBeGjFk/s72-c/0711091347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7917126949259819837</id><published>2009-07-11T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:00:30.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aaron and I were fortunate enough to take a trip on our own~ just the two of us. We chose to go to Vegas, and hang out. Not the normal party stuff you'd normally do, but for us taking a nap from 5-7 was something we could never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;We went out took some pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432895025085890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls1Uf2fcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/08FdxDM0EeY/s320/DSCN2296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saw some celebrities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432903475564418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls1z-mj4I/AAAAAAAAAXg/gUo8hZnCgsA/s320/DSCN2297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Smoked a cigar (Aaron just upped his street cred.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432909717068786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls2LOsW_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/4uclZbvMFOE/s320/DSCN2298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And played our favorite.... The Chicken game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432923013766114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls28w32-I/AAAAAAAAAX4/d77zxmFWnDg/s320/DSCN2302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357432916104902370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls2jBq9uI/AAAAAAAAAXw/TRyknTamsmY/s320/DSCN2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All in all it was a great trip, and we enjoyed being able to hang out with one another. We can't wait to go back&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7917126949259819837?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7917126949259819837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/las-vegas-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7917126949259819837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7917126949259819837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/las-vegas-2009.html' title='Las Vegas 2009'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Slls1Uf2fcI/AAAAAAAAAXY/08FdxDM0EeY/s72-c/DSCN2296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6710808310754093466</id><published>2009-06-26T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:54:17.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong willed child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Both Aaron and I are very hard headed. I will admit it, but my husband won't : ) When we had children we did not realize just what personality/character traits we'd pass on. Well Miss Lexi Kendyl has just demonstrated she's a good mix of both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We put her down, and it was business as usual~ she cried. It's funny the more tired she is, the more she cries. Sometimes she'll sit up in protest. Well today was no exception. She stopped and I thought she was asleep. I was right, but not exactly correct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aaron showed me the picture he had just taken, while I'm in the shower ~ but that's a whole other Oprah, and I saw this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351864704313702786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SkWkl9qRuYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3OtmwhHe3Eo/s320/DSCN2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our little princess out of protest had fallen asleep while sitting up. I didn't know exactly what to think, but I have a feeling we are headed for a few battles as she gets older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6710808310754093466?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6710808310754093466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/strong-willed-child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6710808310754093466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6710808310754093466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/strong-willed-child.html' title='Strong willed child'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SkWkl9qRuYI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/3OtmwhHe3Eo/s72-c/DSCN2290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-4743568107881122242</id><published>2009-06-25T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:28:58.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day 6/21/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Our Father's Day did not start out so good. At 12:15AM Jeffrey woke up with a low grade fever. He then proceeded to throw up, and go to bed. I thought we were officially in for it. I spent the night on the floor while he and Aaron slept on the bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I thought that we were in the clear, but then BOTH kids woke up at 6:15. We were able to hold them off till their normal time, with Lexi taking a cat nap. At this time we found that Jeffrey's fever had rose to 103.5 degrees. We gave him some medicine and hoped for the best. We were able to get through breakfast, and open presents. Jeffrey had a blast opening cards and gifts for his Daddy and Grandpa Russell. Even Frankie got in on the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;We went over to my parents house and had Father's Day round 2.  The kids helped my Dad open his presents and cards. Alexis joined in this time, and insisted on having a piece of paper in her hands at all times. Around 12 Jeffrey really started to get bad, cranky, and restless. His fever again rose to 103.5, and off the urgent care we went. Poor Aaron, in urgent care on Father's Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It turned out to be nothing, but a virus. The doctor tried to pin Lexi as the outbreak monkey, but she proved them wrong when her two teeth appeared early this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Kristina ended up coming home with us to watch Jeffrey on Monday and Tuesday while Aaron and I went to work. We enjoyed our time and our adventure... you'll see the results when you see us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I told Aaron I'd make it up to him. I'll keep the kids one afternoon so he can do as he pleases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-4743568107881122242?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4743568107881122242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-62109.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4743568107881122242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/4743568107881122242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-62109.html' title='Father&apos;s Day 6/21/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-2247984349166075970</id><published>2009-06-25T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:57:08.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NTk4ODYwMjIwMyZwdD*xMjQ1OTg4NjIyMzI4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*xOWExMTY*MmRmOGQ*NTI3OTc*OWE5NmRmOGRjNWI3MCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/beecd9df.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=beecd9df.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-2247984349166075970?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2247984349166075970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_247.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2247984349166075970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/2247984349166075970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_247.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3759870045205944728</id><published>2009-06-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T20:55:51.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Instead of all of us running around on Father's Day trying to hit grandpas, dads, etc. my Nino had the idea to have a BBQ the day before. It was great. We were all able to come, enjoy, and be thankful we had our Fathers/Grandfathers/Great-Grandfathers/Unlces, etc for yet another year in health and happiness. We had fun, and the kids had a blast. I heard the party continued till about 10 at night, but a good time was had by all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3759870045205944728?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3759870045205944728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-bbq.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3759870045205944728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3759870045205944728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-bbq.html' title='Father&apos;s Day BBQ'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7088587060246966701</id><published>2009-06-25T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:12:31.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*NTk3ODcyMjY3MSZwdD*xMjQ1OTc4NzQ2NzAzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*xOWExMTY*MmRmOGQ*NTI3OTc*OWE5NmRmOGRjNWI3MCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; 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“You run. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349105201574658626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjvW1w4NQkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HQcROjnkI1I/s320/DSCN2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You slide. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349105194167222882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjvW1VSIwmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/rEBKehjdaVM/s320/DSCN2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hit the mat and take a dive…” &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349105206594069106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjvW2Dk7YnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/ighNlMgMckE/s320/DSCN2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s theme song I remember when I was growing up. It was the theme song to the Slip N’ Slide. Jeffrey got his from his Aunt Kellye and crew. I partly think she got it for Jeff AND Aaron. It’s pretty cool, it’s a dual racer one. Yesterday we had plans for Jeffrey to go to the pool, but plans changed. So, the Slip N’ Slide made its debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to stay out of this little adventure. Partly because one of us had to able to call 911 should an accident occur, and partly because I had no intention of crushing my chest. Alexis was napping, and skipped out on the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; I heard some laughing and giggling. Finally I heard “MOMMY! Come out here and see me!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I did and captured them in action. Who says a 3 year old and full grown adult can't play on a toy designed for a child 5-12?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6845518576874182312?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6845518576874182312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-run-you-slide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6845518576874182312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6845518576874182312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-run-you-slide.html' title='You run, you slide...'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjvW1w4NQkI/AAAAAAAAAWw/HQcROjnkI1I/s72-c/DSCN2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-441845259424403035</id><published>2009-06-18T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:52:52.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis 11 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348710958980724994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjpwR0xI-QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nZ09kmLrs40/s320/557042816_16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Dear Alexis,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I am sitting here writing about your 11 month of life with us! My gosh ~ how time has flown.&lt;br /&gt;As you get older, I have more vivid memories of your first days/months with us. I remember giving you your night feedings and watching the Olympics. (I gotta say I did not even know that some of those sports existed. In fact, you inspired Mommy and Bear to go to the Olympics. I picked Rowing or speed walking, but Daddy quickly dismissed that.) Just last night Daddy and I were talking about you when you were first born, and now… 11 months later, here we are. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348710974650485858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjpwSvJGjGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/OBkQ1HfvqBQ/s320/DSCN1983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let’s start with your stats. You went to Dr. Chang about 2 weeks ago and were 27lbs. 7 oz. We are a little unclear about your height, but we know you grew : &gt; Dr. Chang was impressed by bubbly personality and your speech. You got only two little pricks ~ to check your iron and a TB test. You cried like it was the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made some changes in this past month; here is a quick little breakdown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are a crawling machine ~ you crawl all over and quick. Like Lightning McQueen ~ you are SPEED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You call everyone you see, and happy to recognize Dada. Me, your Mom, Jeffrey, Fozzy, possibly Ms. Vickie. I think I will be “Not the Dada” to you. But when no one else is around, you do say Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You have grown much attached to Jeffrey when you’re not fighting (see 4th bullet). His voice will make smile and you turn to find him first thing in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You and Jeffrey have officially started to get into it. I don’t know why I’m blogging about it, but perhaps it’ll be a reminder of good I used to have it. You adore Jeffrey’s Cars, Thomas the Train stuff, anything he has you want, even his flip flops. You like to destroy his Thomas the Train tracks and he’s started to say, “ Uh-oh, here comes Lexzilla (Wexziwwa).”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You and Fozzy have become good friends as well. He likes to lick you and you like it for a bit, then push him away. He goes to check on you first thing in the morning. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348710967479500658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjpwSUbZ_3I/AAAAAAAAAWY/KNSCI6P7754/s320/DSCN2080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although your first birthday is one month away, I am planning away like a mad woman. Hope it turns out to your liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Lexigirl, that’s all I have. We look forward to your kisses, giggles, and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-441845259424403035?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/441845259424403035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/alexis-11-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/441845259424403035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/441845259424403035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/alexis-11-months.html' title='Alexis 11 months'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjpwR0xI-QI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nZ09kmLrs40/s72-c/557042816_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8739138579137398666</id><published>2009-06-14T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:34:45.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey's 1st Basketball Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So yesterday Jeffrey had his first basketball game. We signed him up, with hopes that he would have fun and burn off some energy. I in turn became a Sports Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that our families celebrate little milestones like these Aaron &amp;amp; I decided to have a family bbq. We thought that it would be no problem, but then we found out that the practice/game started at 830. Because we live far away, only my parents &amp;amp; sister &amp;amp; Bear were able to come up the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not quite sure how this was going to go… I had read about other mom’s experiences with games/sports/ dance, but I had never seen 3-4 year olds play basketball. (By all technicalities, I STILL have yet to see 3-4 year olds play basketball) We got there and got Jeffrey’s uniform #30 ~ twice Aaron, 2&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;We had bought Jeff a little basketball because we did not think that they would play with a regulation size ball ~ mistake #1. They play with regulation size balls. These kids struggled to hold and shoot the ball. I watched these coaches and thanked God that Aaron was not coaching. I’ve taught preschool, and know the difficulties of trying to get kids to walk down the stairs, let alone have them participate in line drills. Jeffrey was hilarious. He did not like dribbling; he simply walked to the basked, bounced the ball and attempted to shoot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Needless to say, it was crazy, but hilarious! At any given time, kids were on the wrong side of the court (Jeff), talking to other kids (Jeff), crying, and upset because they got the ball taken away. I mean after all, they have been taught you don’t take things away…We made it, and he had fun. Can’t wait for the next game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The starting 5 (well, there were only 5)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347389471863532834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-ZJoW7SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EdNQwhnLRmg/s320/DSCN2161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;First Jump Ball&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347389477175796818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-Zda5pFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/oQ2exTmn03I/s320/DSCN2164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Playing&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347389462458196370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-Yml84ZI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zlF9JiU-pjs/s320/DSCN2154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347389480108780466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-ZoWLa7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/2N8pxZMqTr8/s320/DSCN2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Giving 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347389484564439202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-Z48fYKI/AAAAAAAAAWI/7GgHPhBz6yU/s320/DSCN2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8739138579137398666?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8739138579137398666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/jeffreys-1st-basketball-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8739138579137398666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8739138579137398666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/jeffreys-1st-basketball-game.html' title='Jeffrey&apos;s 1st Basketball Game'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SjW-ZJoW7SI/AAAAAAAAAVw/EdNQwhnLRmg/s72-c/DSCN2161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-1651374638262102265</id><published>2009-06-09T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:13:03.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576444994554418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NdGOYijI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xqCUZodImX4/s320/557042816_22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576440030641282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9Nczu5PII/AAAAAAAAAVI/4w9vysyaUHo/s320/557042816_21.jpg" /&gt;I use this phrase a lot just because it's true..."It was easier giving birth!" Keep in mind that although I went through some hard pregnancies, my births were very easy. I only went through what I thought was mini-labor with Alexis and walaah! C-sections with both. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well yesterday my sister and I went to take them to take pictures. It was easier giving birth! Jeffrey was good. He hammed it up when necessary. Alexis... would not smile AT ALL. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576039546854802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NFf0HnZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hq9VvFZNAZM/s320/557042816_16.jpg" /&gt;I love my little girl, I do. She'll smile and be her true self with the people she's comfortable with. But you would've thought I had the moodiest of babies. She is adorable and sweet, I promise. She just needs to warm up to you. Anyway, here are the results&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576023016661506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NEiPA4gI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Ul1fl14_Juk/s320/557042816_06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576035567959858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NFQ_efzI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JctKEzCi2hI/s320/557042816_13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576030096596786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NE8nAHzI/AAAAAAAAAUw/o3Sl09h7Pnw/s320/557042816_07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345576024549141954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NEn8YrcI/AAAAAAAAAUg/C0CKUN2lY3w/s320/557042816_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                   My two little babies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-1651374638262102265?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1651374638262102265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1651374638262102265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/1651374638262102265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/taking-pictures.html' title='Taking pictures'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/Si9NdGOYijI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/xqCUZodImX4/s72-c/557042816_22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8918100736901548419</id><published>2009-06-03T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:47:46.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*NDA5NDQzOTM*NiZwdD*xMjQ*MDk*NDU2NzAxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/601c3856.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=601c3856.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8918100736901548419?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8918100736901548419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8918100736901548419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8918100736901548419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8230369401839192346</id><published>2009-06-03T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:47:07.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EHS 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'm not sure if any of you know that the hs I work for has only been open since 2005. This experience has been full of a lot of firsts, and here was a major milestone. Our first graduating class. It was my first graduation as a staff member~ quite fun. Got random pics as you can see. Good-bye Lions, we'll miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8230369401839192346?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8230369401839192346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8230369401839192346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/ehs-2009.html' title='EHS 2009'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7192984788267697920</id><published>2009-06-03T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:01:24.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the park</title><content type='html'>While in HB, we went to the park. Auntie Sonia and the Girls met up with us. We had lots of fun and a lot of laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331669834353586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT1_GSS7I/AAAAAAAAAT4/i4GGfsb2FQk/s320/DSCN2043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331673854615218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT2OEynrI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jT6ga7I6L0g/s320/DSCN2055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeff and his Aly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331691115466306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT3OYGTkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/I5TXL-5_NeY/s320/DSCN2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Michelle and Aly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331674757094802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT2Rb9XZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/-Vyh12JRhF0/s320/DSCN2062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunt Sonia, Kris and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331685053664258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT23y2jAI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/tevLiV-IUDM/s320/DSCN2059.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Alexis, Jeffrey kicking his Gampy (Mom) and Tia Kristi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7192984788267697920?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7192984788267697920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-at-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7192984788267697920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7192984788267697920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the park'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidT1_GSS7I/AAAAAAAAAT4/i4GGfsb2FQk/s72-c/DSCN2043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5546247895700789522</id><published>2009-06-03T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:46:43.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesa View Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;In your lifetime you come in contact with my different people in your life. Some you will impact, others will have an impact on you. The people I will refer to are the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;These people may have known you in your most awkward of stages ~ fashionably and physically. You were your goofiest, testing your limits, coming into your own and yet, they still cared/loved you. No, they weren’t family, at least not then; they were your middle school teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at Mesa View were the lucky ones; we had the cream of the crop. Last Saturday we had our first and possibly only Mesa View Reunion. It was nice to see a few other alums and these wonderful teachers. As I was talking to people, it was then I truly realized the impact these teachers had on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I also realized that I never had a chance to thank them… Thank you…. For putting up with us, chasing us around, making school fun, following us through high school, taking time to be part of our lives ~graduations, marriages, children, personal triumphs/tragedies, guiding us … even in our adult lives, inspiring us ~ some to join your profession as colleagues, never laughing at our dreams, and most importantly for never giving up on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teacher/person I can only hope to aspire to your level of greatness…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343329010533466578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidRbMbjAdI/AAAAAAAAATw/mYRbNDXNFO0/s320/DSCN2046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5546247895700789522?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5546247895700789522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/mesa-view-reunion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5546247895700789522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5546247895700789522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/mesa-view-reunion.html' title='Mesa View Reunion'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/SidRbMbjAdI/AAAAAAAAATw/mYRbNDXNFO0/s72-c/DSCN2046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-7164215399342947891</id><published>2009-05-27T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:24:15.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzQ4ODIyNDY*MCZwdD*xMjQzNDg4MjQwODI4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*xOWExMTY*MmRmOGQ*NTI3OTc*OWE5NmRmOGRjNWI3MCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/7c40493b.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=7c40493b.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-7164215399342947891?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7164215399342947891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_9666.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7164215399342947891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/7164215399342947891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_9666.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-5127279968922399870</id><published>2009-05-27T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:59:30.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey ~ 3 years old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My dear Jeffrey James,&lt;br /&gt; This is the first official time I’m writing solely to you, so I’ll recap quite quickly.&lt;br /&gt; Being pregnant with you was not easy. You gave us a good scare at the beginning, but were a champ at the end. It is with you I developed gestational diabetes, 4 shots a day for three months. You were projected to be 9-10lbs. You came out at 8lbs. 14oz.  21 3/4inches, the biggest baby in our family. I will tell you know that you are my perfect numerical child. (Auntie Kim will tell you that Mommy is crazy with numbers, and she’s right.) You must have known that as you fit right in. Gampy’s, Mommy’s, &amp;amp; Tia Kristi’s birthdays fall in numerical order 23,24,25 (different months). You followed that by coming on the 22nd.  The icing on the cake.. you were born at 12:34 PM. We named you Jeffrey James ( "James" after Grandpa Ponce).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has brought a lot of changes for you and in you. You have developed an imagination and use it with full gusto. The past two years have been a lot of firsts, but you have had a lot of changes this year as well.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;This year you became a big brother, and so far you kind of enjoy it. You adore your sister, and your sister adores you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You left your crib and moved into your big boy room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You started wearing chonies … around September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You started at the table in your booster seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You began riding your bike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You hit your first pitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You fell in love with the Cars movie, so much that you picked the Cars theme over Thomas the Train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You began using Playhouse Disney on your own. In fact, you called out Grandpa Ponce’s computer for being too slow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You started using the Wii Fit, boxing is your favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You’ve began taking an interest in sports on TV. You’ve even taken to pitching underhand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You used Mommy’s glove for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You dropped My Friends Tigger &amp;amp; Pooh and Mickey for Handy Manny  or Handy Mandy as you call him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You began using a booster seat and let Alexis have your old carseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You began saying your prayers at night. (You seem to be fond of blessing inanimate things such as Guido, the Giraffe, and your planets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You rode Pirates of the Caribbean for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You changed your name to Jeffrey James Kavanagh Felipe Camel (Kimmel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even put into words all the feelings/emotions I have about you turning 3. ***sigh*** It just seems so fast. It has been a big year for you, and we can’t wait to see what the future holds for you sweetheart.  I look forward to your kisses, hugs, and lots of fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;           Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-5127279968922399870?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5127279968922399870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeffrey-3-years-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5127279968922399870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/5127279968922399870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeffrey-3-years-old.html' title='Jeffrey ~ 3 years old'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-937744066256669788</id><published>2009-05-27T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:18:03.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzQ4NDI1MDI2NSZwdD*xMjQzNDg*MjcxMTA5JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/2b5d42d6.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=2b5d42d6.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-937744066256669788?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/937744066256669788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_3089.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/937744066256669788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/937744066256669788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_3089.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-737037800049633119</id><published>2009-05-27T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:17:19.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey's Birthday Party ~ HB</title><content type='html'>So this was the last of Jeffrey's Birthday weekend. He had a party with his family and family friends. It was very fun. The food was awesome! My Nino and Polo volunteered to be our Taco Men. They were awesome and very professional, white table linen included. We had a few kid meltdowns, but survived. He loved sharing his birthday and made sure everyone sang to him. Alexis enjoyed the party atmoshpere and did not throw a tantrum. Jeffrey's favorite part was the bouncer. True to form he was in it from the time it was put up, till around 8. He loved it, and was hardly out of there. Here are some highlight quotes of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Are your taco men legal?"... for the record... yes. : )They're family! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"This is strangely familiar... to when they tried to light the heaters last year. Remember? It's when Sandy almost burned her eyebrows off."~Kathy to Aunt Sonia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Squish the cherries, squish the cherries." ~ Aunt Sonia... "Do you mean grapes?" ~ Kathy to Aunt Sonia&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Sandy, dance like you did on our Girls' Night Out!" ~Kathy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Look, they're chonies." ~Jeffrey on his Cars undies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Tia Lola, did you sing to me?" Jeffrey to Tia Lola&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I thought it went great, I did everything you told me to." ~Aaron's perspective of the day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-737037800049633119?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/737037800049633119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeffreys-birthday-party-hb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/737037800049633119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/737037800049633119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeffreys-birthday-party-hb.html' title='Jeffrey&apos;s Birthday Party ~ HB'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3311061419805732196</id><published>2009-05-27T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:05:19.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MzQ4MzQ4NjU*NiZwdD*xMjQzNDgzNTA4MDMxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz*xOWExMTY*MmRmOGQ*NTI3OTc*OWE5NmRmOGRjNWI3MCZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/ba6184dd.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=ba6184dd.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3311061419805732196?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3311061419805732196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3311061419805732196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3311061419805732196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-9028662337381081835</id><published>2009-05-27T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:04:32.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey's Disney Birthday 5/22/09</title><content type='html'>I took Jeffrey to Disneyland for his 1st birthday. It was nice, just him and I.  At that time I thought one was hard, now I know different. This year it was the three of us ~ Aaron had a CIF game, and couldn't join us. It was a little surreal to go back two years later with one more child and celebrate his 3rd birthday... wow. I was fortunate my parents, sister, and Bear joined us. Jeffrey had a blast as you can clearly see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-9028662337381081835?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/9028662337381081835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/9028662337381081835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jeffreys-disney-birthday-52209.html' title='Jeffrey&apos;s Disney Birthday 5/22/09'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8731926239066544280</id><published>2009-05-21T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:11:09.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*Mjk2OTA1NjUxNSZwdD*xMjQyOTY5MDcyNzAzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/448b04a9.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=448b04a9.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8731926239066544280?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8731926239066544280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_1244.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8731926239066544280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8731926239066544280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_1244.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-3436520515226238528</id><published>2009-05-21T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:14:47.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeffrey's Birthday Party ~ Lancaster</title><content type='html'>Jeffrey had a little party in Lancaster for his AV friends. He had a blast and truly enjoyed seeing his friends out of their regular setting. He had a blast, and all of the kids were so excited to Ms. Vickie there. We are truly fortunate to have good families in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-3436520515226238528?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3436520515226238528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3436520515226238528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/3436520515226238528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_21.html' title='Jeffrey&apos;s Birthday Party ~ Lancaster'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6484874800242996823</id><published>2009-05-19T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T13:37:27.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; The weather here has been pretty hot here, and I have been begging Aaron to get us a pool. This is what I got, a kiddie pool that fits all 4 of us with a slide. (You know you're jealous! : ) The boys (Aaron, Jeff, and Fozzy) are the only ones who have used it so far. Here is a few pictures of them using it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337635777313516498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/ShMXdZ8wK9I/AAAAAAAAATY/qhRGALWK_Ik/s320/0517091644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is Jeffrey showing me his big muscles!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337635772604107634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/ShMXdIZ8S3I/AAAAAAAAATQ/lRhGbS-FPMY/s320/0517091642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6484874800242996823?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6484874800242996823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/pool-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6484874800242996823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6484874800242996823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/pool-time.html' title='Pool time'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/ShMXdZ8wK9I/AAAAAAAAATY/qhRGALWK_Ik/s72-c/0517091644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-6068987359606237302</id><published>2009-05-18T22:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:21:24.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexis 10 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My dear Alexis,&lt;br /&gt;Well here we are at 10 months. Time has surely flown, and you’re almost 1. We will not go to the doctor until 6/2 because Mommy and Daddy will be off for summer break very shortly, so we’ll have your stats then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have changed quite a bit this month, and have developed quite a loud little personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are not crawling as of yet, but you wiggle and scoot around, but have yet to crawl more than 2 steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are a little wiggle worm who hates to have her diaper changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are saying mama, dada, uh-oh, and mimicking everyone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When you want someone’s attention, you yell at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;You have really bonded with Daddy this month. He is starting to become your favorite and you will yell for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You continue to love and adore your brother. He loves you so much, and you kiss each other at night before going to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have starting either kissing or biting people. We’re hoping it’s kissing cause you laugh when you do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have now figured out that you wear a bow in your hair. Everyday Mommy will put it in a different spot hoping you don’t find it. When you do find it, you yank it out. (It reminds me of your Tia Kristi when she was a baby, and it scares me.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Handy Manny continues to be your favorite music, and you still bounce to the song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are fighting your naps at every given opportunity. You cry when you go to your room because you know the drill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You and Jeffrey have officially started fighting for toys. He takes something away, and you cry. You take something and he cries, so I guess it’s even. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You have even starting taking Fozzy’s toys or bones. Daddy has even caught you giving your pacifier to Fozzy : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well sweetheart, I guess that is all for now. I look forward to you crawling, and more of your giggles and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my love, Mommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-6068987359606237302?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6068987359606237302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/alexis-10-months_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6068987359606237302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/6068987359606237302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/alexis-10-months_18.html' title='Alexis 10 months'/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060726095078580249.post-8167647827092063421</id><published>2009-05-18T22:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:07:03.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI*MjcwOTU5MzM5MCZwdD*xMjQyNzA5NjI*MzI4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w564.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/eaeb47fa.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w564.photobucket.com/albums/ss88/kathy32_photo/?action=view&amp;current=eaeb47fa.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060726095078580249-8167647827092063421?l=kavanaghfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8167647827092063421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_319.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8167647827092063421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060726095078580249/posts/default/8167647827092063421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kavanaghfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_319.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Kat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16800947305829621801</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w5uy3NWxmSo/TCk_8OfGMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/3YDQe6lGWXI/S220/DSCN3715.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
