tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90663478406768792142024-03-13T14:14:53.065-07:00SkipperFamBrent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-63193165173870376932012-01-08T16:07:00.000-08:002012-01-08T20:16:13.897-08:00Our December<div style="text-align: left;">Our December was… eventful! The month flew by which is just what this prego mama loves!! Here is Reagan enjoying the first snow of the season, I think this was actually in November and we really haven't seen much since.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ji5qXUX8pnc/TwpCaPr1OtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5NW443OiJYk/s1600/IMG_4724.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ji5qXUX8pnc/TwpCaPr1OtI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5NW443OiJYk/s320/IMG_4724.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437697417820882" /></a>Of course as soon as December hit we had to deck out the house. It is so much more fun with a 19 month old. She loved the tree and every morning as soon as we came downstairs she was asking me to turn on the lights.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ7NFwFBg08/TwpCZ8h1JGI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oXyUWjGlprQ/s1600/IMG_4788.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zJ7NFwFBg08/TwpCZ8h1JGI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oXyUWjGlprQ/s320/IMG_4788.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437692275598434" /></a>What a good little helper! <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHUMzMMmPkc/TwpCN9RHcfI/AAAAAAAAA28/a_-nVPQ5GyY/s1600/IMG_4789.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oHUMzMMmPkc/TwpCN9RHcfI/AAAAAAAAA28/a_-nVPQ5GyY/s320/IMG_4789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437486315500018" /></a>Of course all her ornaments ended up in the same spot grouped together on the lowest branch.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WiMgmY9qK4U/TwpCNBK-_uI/AAAAAAAAA20/kTOgM1kqLZg/s1600/IMG_4797.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WiMgmY9qK4U/TwpCNBK-_uI/AAAAAAAAA20/kTOgM1kqLZg/s320/IMG_4797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437470183653090" /></a>of course it was so cute I had to snap a pic…. I am clearly a first time mom :)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CALfCfzW5EE/TwpCMUG-SnI/AAAAAAAAA2k/rxrGPm4-FMo/s1600/IMG_4798.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CALfCfzW5EE/TwpCMUG-SnI/AAAAAAAAA2k/rxrGPm4-FMo/s320/IMG_4798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437458087234162" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nw8_7HbQB2o/TwpCMN2xoQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/pgV5ykbUedw/s1600/IMG_4805.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nw8_7HbQB2o/TwpCMN2xoQI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/pgV5ykbUedw/s320/IMG_4805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695437456408682754" /></a>Reagan continues to be obsessed with her stuffed animals. Every week or two her favorite changes and that is who accompanies us for every book, tea party, and trip to the store. This particular week was challenging because this bear is bigger then her. It was always adorable when she would come around the corner trying to carry him to the car, mommy would have to trade him for one a bit more manageable.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OB7g8VvxQ80/Two1CprRWbI/AAAAAAAAA2M/q-v6CN8ATI8/s1600/IMG_4712.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OB7g8VvxQ80/Two1CprRWbI/AAAAAAAAA2M/q-v6CN8ATI8/s320/IMG_4712.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422998426769842" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; ">On December 12th Brent and I celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary. We spent the day enjoying a delicious lunch at Cheesecake factory, taking Reago to see santa, and just being together. Pretty fun to look back and see how much has happened and to think that after three years we have one sweet baby girl and another on the way. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"><br /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIldcEcO-Hk/TwpkW-X8WhI/AAAAAAAAA3g/we43Wqg32Pk/s320/IMG_4825.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695475024626735634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></span></span>The next event of the agenda was getting Brent's tonsils taken out. yikes! They have always given him problems and he just got to the point where he had had enough. Everyone was telling him just how bad the recovery is for an adult and let me just tell you… it was. He had a week of complete misery followed by another hard week. We are now on the down hill and hoping he will soon look back and say it was all worth it. Reagan was so sweet to daddy as he got better. She thought the best part was all the ice chips she could eat haha everytime I got Brent a cup she had to have her own. </div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwB4f0SsWX0/Two1CRGR3EI/AAAAAAAAA2A/PdV9ByyCHGE/s1600/IMG_4836.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HwB4f0SsWX0/Two1CRGR3EI/AAAAAAAAA2A/PdV9ByyCHGE/s320/IMG_4836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422991829163074" /></a>On his worst days she would lay next to him and keep him company. Apparently his horrible breath did not bother her, or maybe she is just that sweet.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4opnGXOjM/Two1BI0_bWI/AAAAAAAAA10/tNkXwBJ5BLQ/s1600/IMG_4838.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aE4opnGXOjM/Two1BI0_bWI/AAAAAAAAA10/tNkXwBJ5BLQ/s320/IMG_4838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422972429299042" /></a>Reagan has really become quite the little mother these days. She will feed, swaddle, and change all her stuffed animals multiple times a day.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d4chjDzIu8/Two0shiAPxI/AAAAAAAAA1k/CAsGRvka7RY/s1600/IMG_4842.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--d4chjDzIu8/Two0shiAPxI/AAAAAAAAA1k/CAsGRvka7RY/s320/IMG_4842.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422618283294482" /></a>Christmas morning!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CmAODQA6ZA/Two0ryprjdI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/e-YmJ4Z6jUA/s1600/IMG_4912.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7CmAODQA6ZA/Two0ryprjdI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/e-YmJ4Z6jUA/s320/IMG_4912.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422605699026386" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTtQapKiEoo/Two0rvJoScI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7-mTYxfxtt4/s1600/IMG_4879.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTtQapKiEoo/Two0rvJoScI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7-mTYxfxtt4/s320/IMG_4879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695422604759288258" /></a>Drinking some of Grandpa's famous eggnog shake. Yum!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2j8IV9xXUW0/TwowUnvIxnI/AAAAAAAAA1A/el2jYLdjPSg/s1600/IMG_4915.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2j8IV9xXUW0/TwowUnvIxnI/AAAAAAAAA1A/el2jYLdjPSg/s320/IMG_4915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695417809585620594" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_L7e6owHFE/TwowTis5GJI/AAAAAAAAA00/uH-nwKdE4vU/s1600/IMG_4876.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4_L7e6owHFE/TwowTis5GJI/AAAAAAAAA00/uH-nwKdE4vU/s320/IMG_4876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695417791054157970" /></a>Christmas morning after church. Daddy was still healing from the tonsils<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWlhlW7CmQc/TwowTb4bmaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/7RGpCV2MEpU/s1600/IMG_4878.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GWlhlW7CmQc/TwowTb4bmaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/7RGpCV2MEpU/s320/IMG_4878.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695417789223508386" /></a>Hope you all had a wonderful holiday season! We are so blessed to have the knowledge of the gospel in our lives, it brings purpose and hope. We love our family and feel so blessed that it is growing. We are also excited to see what this next year holds for us!</div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-1365977787808776242012-01-08T15:54:00.000-08:002012-01-08T16:07:08.707-08:00So lets do it again!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_63wzZrhFQ/TwotBMrp_mI/AAAAAAAAA0c/UnR3hj3Ulr8/s1600/IMG_4668.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v_63wzZrhFQ/TwotBMrp_mI/AAAAAAAAA0c/UnR3hj3Ulr8/s320/IMG_4668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695414177370865250" /></a>This announcement is way overdue! Everyone already knows but I suppose I should announce it on the blog just to make it official. We are expecting baby GIRL #2 April 14th We are all very excited especially this little one. We know she will be the best big sister and has set the bar pretty high on what it means to be "the perfect baby" I just hope #2 gets the memo :) <div><br /></div><div>This pregnancy has been lots better then Reago's which I have counted as a huge blessing! </div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-45807076728879236232011-11-07T09:38:00.000-08:002011-11-07T09:52:00.634-08:00Happy Halloween!!<div style="text-align: left;">Holidays are SO much more fun with a little kido! This year Reago was the cutest black cat you have ever seen. </div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_LP5DhAyFo/TrgYlcfTgnI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/P29lNPQMSu4/s1600/IMG_4586.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V343EshbtqU/TrgYkOlSoYI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0PVPF5KcD3s/s1600/IMG_4682.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V343EshbtqU/TrgYkOlSoYI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0PVPF5KcD3s/s320/IMG_4682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310741342003586" /></a><div>How mean am I?!? haha We tried out one other costume idea… just for a good laugh. This is how Reagan greeted daddy home from work, unibrow and all!</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H_LP5DhAyFo/TrgYlcfTgnI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/P29lNPQMSu4/s320/IMG_4586.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310762254860914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></span></div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0uICxfA4Zc/TrgYamam1jI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NflUCuEZEAQ/s1600/IMG_4589.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0uICxfA4Zc/TrgYamam1jI/AAAAAAAAAy4/NflUCuEZEAQ/s320/IMG_4589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310575940949554" /></a>Halloween party with her cousins<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeG_48J_Wps/TrgYZkesknI/AAAAAAAAAys/WQzX0ZFUZco/s1600/IMG_4649.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeG_48J_Wps/TrgYZkesknI/AAAAAAAAAys/WQzX0ZFUZco/s320/IMG_4649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310558241362546" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_Fbr0oF4Tc/TrgYZa8ej4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/KFkiI7ktC2U/s1600/IMG_4681.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_Fbr0oF4Tc/TrgYZa8ej4I/AAAAAAAAAyg/KFkiI7ktC2U/s320/IMG_4681.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310555681918850" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xShUaHRhXY/TrgYGjlSmpI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SYRVD2-9-7A/s1600/IMG_4684.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2xShUaHRhXY/TrgYGjlSmpI/AAAAAAAAAyU/SYRVD2-9-7A/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310231583070866" /></a>Daddy teaching her the ropes of trick or treating<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-piz4qUJiGQ4/TrgYFW9FC5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/GPfQwDJJPQQ/s1600/IMG_4688.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-piz4qUJiGQ4/TrgYFW9FC5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/GPfQwDJJPQQ/s320/IMG_4688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310211013315474" /></a>Finished the night off with a little spooky craft.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQMhGAxOr_o/TrgYFJh9KzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/-FpvpAapzlM/s1600/IMG_4702.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQMhGAxOr_o/TrgYFJh9KzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/-FpvpAapzlM/s320/IMG_4702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672310207409892146" /></a><br /></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-58535228311585911232011-10-26T20:49:00.001-07:002011-10-26T21:06:22.151-07:00Alabama in August!<div>I know what were we thinking??! Can you say humidity?! For about the first three days it felt like you were walking around with a brick on your chest. Everyone kept saying "oh you'll get used to it" I always wondered what Reagan thought every time we stepped outside and suddenly you can't take a deep breath. We spent the first few days in Florida at the beach. It was a great time! We kept the baby slathered up and well hydrated. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu9TuaogjvM/TqjV6VQbP1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/3djFJjSZ9gY/s1600/DSCN2044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xu9TuaogjvM/TqjV6VQbP1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/3djFJjSZ9gY/s320/DSCN2044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015329160937298" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Mxjs-OZgw4/TqjV6A6UCFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/w-mTc9K4d4U/s1600/DSCN2050.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Mxjs-OZgw4/TqjV6A6UCFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/w-mTc9K4d4U/s320/DSCN2050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015323699480658" /></a>Rocking with Nana<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBsX2Xh0L2g/TqjV5xv4C2I/AAAAAAAAAxY/66BaUX3woZU/s1600/DSCN2057.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UBsX2Xh0L2g/TqjV5xv4C2I/AAAAAAAAAxY/66BaUX3woZU/s320/DSCN2057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015319629171554" /></a>Visiting Mimi! <div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FCI3Bp9-SQ/TqjVzFdeDpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/-_2VyhzR1Ks/s1600/IMG_4404.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FCI3Bp9-SQ/TqjVzFdeDpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/-_2VyhzR1Ks/s320/IMG_4404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015204661595794" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4jKdQDRozU/TqjVykb9YUI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bEUGL3yb8eI/s1600/IMG_4403.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4jKdQDRozU/TqjVykb9YUI/AAAAAAAAAxA/bEUGL3yb8eI/s320/IMG_4403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015195796889922" /></a>Waterworld… a must!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CMoBIThJiGM/TqjVySk3nUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/QYNCptri06M/s1600/DSCN2071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CMoBIThJiGM/TqjVySk3nUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/QYNCptri06M/s320/DSCN2071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015191002422594" /></a>plenty of wagon rides<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jj59ZQ4aHxc/TqjVyA0K3wI/AAAAAAAAAwo/43l8Tkvqhd0/s1600/DSCN2059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jj59ZQ4aHxc/TqjVyA0K3wI/AAAAAAAAAwo/43l8Tkvqhd0/s320/DSCN2059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668015186234760962" /></a>and carousel rides!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIyfqKaAsGA/TqjVhru_0hI/AAAAAAAAAwc/aLTBI9eunZU/s1600/IMG_4414.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIyfqKaAsGA/TqjVhru_0hI/AAAAAAAAAwc/aLTBI9eunZU/s320/IMG_4414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014905698013714" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZYKooUNDdg/TqjVgr8sJTI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D1JKA3oozTM/s1600/IMG_4411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RZYKooUNDdg/TqjVgr8sJTI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/D1JKA3oozTM/s320/IMG_4411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014888575575346" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TuufW3xUjg0/TqjVgZtNTkI/AAAAAAAAAwA/s5JZDkZ5_3g/s1600/IMG_4451.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TuufW3xUjg0/TqjVgZtNTkI/AAAAAAAAAwA/s5JZDkZ5_3g/s320/IMG_4451.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014883678801474" /></a>Visiting Brooklyn's classroom<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIJlrvi0-Y/TqjVgINmntI/AAAAAAAAAv4/FZmx19KSMnE/s1600/IMG_4434.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVIJlrvi0-Y/TqjVgINmntI/AAAAAAAAAv4/FZmx19KSMnE/s320/IMG_4434.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014878982840018" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gF9gef0CSnI/TqjVL_y8UJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pdRgsVERH-M/s1600/IMG_4447.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gF9gef0CSnI/TqjVL_y8UJI/AAAAAAAAAvs/pdRgsVERH-M/s320/IMG_4447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014533126148242" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPZJT1jLRw0/TqjVLVzVbJI/AAAAAAAAAvg/2-Stpx3J--4/s1600/IMG_4444.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sPZJT1jLRw0/TqjVLVzVbJI/AAAAAAAAAvg/2-Stpx3J--4/s320/IMG_4444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014521853504658" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn7vuROB5BE/TqjVKjPYBWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ihW30h1uQJA/s1600/IMG_4442.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn7vuROB5BE/TqjVKjPYBWI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ihW30h1uQJA/s320/IMG_4442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014508280907106" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofMoioQ1Fwg/TqjVKbcpoFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/5Ku4XLJ50-k/s1600/IMG_4439_2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ofMoioQ1Fwg/TqjVKbcpoFI/AAAAAAAAAvI/5Ku4XLJ50-k/s320/IMG_4439_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668014506189103186" /></a>So glad we were able to make it out there, it was a great way to end the summer!! Roll Tide!</div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-76538416431479420912011-10-26T19:18:00.001-07:002011-10-26T20:49:16.890-07:00Summer Wrap-up<div>Well summer came and went… way too fast!!</div><div>Apparently we were so busy I didn't have time to blog ;) </div><div>So in true Jennie fashion I will now cram the last four months into a couple blog posts. Summer Highlights include:</div><div> - lots and lots of sun!</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Saint George/Zions trip with my family</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Fresh Tomatoes from our garden (which consists of two tom plants)</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Reagan's first camping trip up to Mantua campground</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Watching daddy play softball</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Fourth of July (which means I am now 24)</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Reagan conquering her fear of water</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> - Alabama trip</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gmCl5UKBfY/TqjAn0fGU7I/AAAAAAAAAu8/BpHEmLLEdeQ/s1600/IMG_4460.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gmCl5UKBfY/TqjAn0fGU7I/AAAAAAAAAu8/BpHEmLLEdeQ/s320/IMG_4460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991921382282162" /></a>Reagan having way too much fun at the splash park!<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btZqlaYq5Ws/TqjAnvyviXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/qXIdoOIIxdE/s1600/IMG_4456.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btZqlaYq5Ws/TqjAnvyviXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/qXIdoOIIxdE/s320/IMG_4456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991920122497394" /></a>Delicious BLT. A staple this summer. </div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtCdkMmUsXA/TqjAYYvgT5I/AAAAAAAAAuk/YRIQYNz7l-o/s1600/IMG_4350.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XtCdkMmUsXA/TqjAYYvgT5I/AAAAAAAAAuk/YRIQYNz7l-o/s320/IMG_4350.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991656236863378" /></a>Welcoming baby Treagan. Our good friends Lindsey and Kelly welcomed this little bundle of joy at the beginning of August. So glad we were able to meet him before our Alabama trip.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Vnf9n0d3c/TqjAYFCdDOI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4oDZsycg5iA/s1600/IMG_4345.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W9Vnf9n0d3c/TqjAYFCdDOI/AAAAAAAAAuY/4oDZsycg5iA/s320/IMG_4345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991650947632354" /></a>Camping up at Mantua campground<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ84GDyToqA/TqjAXuYmu3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/GwZjZzwqXOU/s1600/IMG_4314.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ84GDyToqA/TqjAXuYmu3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/GwZjZzwqXOU/s320/IMG_4314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991644866526066" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAv3cS4KJuw/TqjAXcKgcuI/AAAAAAAAAuA/yV2RV3dLCTg/s1600/IMG_4299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yAv3cS4KJuw/TqjAXcKgcuI/AAAAAAAAAuA/yV2RV3dLCTg/s320/IMG_4299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991639975555810" /></a>Cheering on daddy at his softball games<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od4x1MPqszE/TqjAIMWMjwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PWXYG-diC3Q/s1600/IMG_4298.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-od4x1MPqszE/TqjAIMWMjwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/PWXYG-diC3Q/s320/IMG_4298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991378031578882" /></a>Me and Reagan took a couple days to spend time up in Brigham with my family. Here is Reagan with my dad's parents. Grandma and Grandpa "M"<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kAjI_fwIBk/TqjAHrnCdfI/AAAAAAAAAto/CKDvlqMSVHM/s1600/IMG_4492.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kAjI_fwIBk/TqjAHrnCdfI/AAAAAAAAAto/CKDvlqMSVHM/s320/IMG_4492.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991369243850226" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttr2X3Jtac0/TqjAHAS32RI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PmhP0Wd3P38/s1600/IMG_4501.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttr2X3Jtac0/TqjAHAS32RI/AAAAAAAAAtc/PmhP0Wd3P38/s320/IMG_4501.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991357616544018" /></a>Everyday Reagan and grandpa had to check on the garden. She loved trying all the fresh veggies!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwr4DwHWHS0/TqjAGw6s4iI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Np7XlOXnenU/s1600/IMG_4508.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwr4DwHWHS0/TqjAGw6s4iI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/Np7XlOXnenU/s320/IMG_4508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667991353488630306" /></a>Headed to the pool<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tfw12EaNMd8/Tqi_pf2LnUI/AAAAAAAAAtE/CcdbqBrQ8hk/s1600/IMG_4294.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tfw12EaNMd8/Tqi_pf2LnUI/AAAAAAAAAtE/CcdbqBrQ8hk/s320/IMG_4294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990850690063682" /></a>GNO up American Fork canyon. What a good time!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a82pdxtyQ-Q/Tqi_oIIFrfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M0D4B6Pxqys/s1600/IMG_4266.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a82pdxtyQ-Q/Tqi_oIIFrfI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M0D4B6Pxqys/s320/IMG_4266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990827142852082" /></a>Watching fireworks on the Fourth of July<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l098tONNsBs/Tqi_n1JRCkI/AAAAAAAAAss/hY13iEZof7E/s1600/IMG_4220.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l098tONNsBs/Tqi_n1JRCkI/AAAAAAAAAss/hY13iEZof7E/s320/IMG_4220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990822047517250" /></a>Reagan and Lena<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DIyjK_J_Vw/Tqi_fJ0HxSI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YOhHY2TrDTU/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5DIyjK_J_Vw/Tqi_fJ0HxSI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YOhHY2TrDTU/s320/IMG_4117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990672977151266" /></a>Strawberry days with friends<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e6a-RObHX4/Tqi_e5a2pZI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/gd4ms_AhYUU/s1600/IMG_4100.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4e6a-RObHX4/Tqi_e5a2pZI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/gd4ms_AhYUU/s320/IMG_4100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990668576204178" /></a>Hiking in Zions<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddhX-6rqvT0/Tqi_euZPtNI/AAAAAAAAAsI/gFHGdFO72k4/s1600/IMG_4074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddhX-6rqvT0/Tqi_euZPtNI/AAAAAAAAAsI/gFHGdFO72k4/s320/IMG_4074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667990665616667858" /></a><br /></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-85491658054409776992011-06-15T10:44:00.000-07:002011-06-15T17:27:53.687-07:00Memorial Day Weekend<div>Memorial Day was approaching and both Brent and I agreed we needed a little getaway. The next day I brought it up again to Brent and he said… "it's a surprise". </div><div>So of course I am excited :) The next day Brent comes home and I ask him what I need to pack. He replies "oh I couldn't get the hotel for cheap enough… we're not going" I then proceeded to give him the lecture about how you can't tell someone "it's a surprise" when there is no surprise!! I told him my hopes were already too high and he better think of something quick…haha well he came through. </div><div>Park City it is! We went up for a day and a night, just the perfect get away we needed.</div><div><br /></div><div>First stop was olympic park. Didn't know what to expect but we ended up going on the perfect day. There were some skiers practicing their aerials into the pool and lots of photo ops for the baby.</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sPJNeFwPJw/Tfjwikd_sxI/AAAAAAAAArY/ARRri23OPmE/s1600/IMG_4005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--sPJNeFwPJw/Tfjwikd_sxI/AAAAAAAAArY/ARRri23OPmE/s320/IMG_4005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618505011840398098" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSM7ReqsqLc/TfjwiLKNzFI/AAAAAAAAArQ/37KMDrv-O70/s1600/IMG_3993.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSM7ReqsqLc/TfjwiLKNzFI/AAAAAAAAArQ/37KMDrv-O70/s320/IMG_3993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618505005046549586" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0g7XSykGv0/TfjwXFjztaI/AAAAAAAAArI/otAXze7Wd98/s1600/IMG_3998.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C0g7XSykGv0/TfjwXFjztaI/AAAAAAAAArI/otAXze7Wd98/s320/IMG_3998.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504814564717986" /></a>Not a fan of the skeleton…<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCuN7BNsxIo/TfjwW29OIfI/AAAAAAAAArA/9IYQwbGdF-I/s1600/IMG_4002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bCuN7BNsxIo/TfjwW29OIfI/AAAAAAAAArA/9IYQwbGdF-I/s320/IMG_4002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504810644775410" /></a>…. the luge however, she was a pro!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBzuKURaVoE/TfjwWYnDTKI/AAAAAAAAAq4/73td6xCyVzY/s1600/IMG_4003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qBzuKURaVoE/TfjwWYnDTKI/AAAAAAAAAq4/73td6xCyVzY/s320/IMG_4003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504802498727074" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtqdtiIlchY/TfjwH3-wVPI/AAAAAAAAAqw/1s-DGY_FLZU/s1600/IMG_4001.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PtqdtiIlchY/TfjwH3-wVPI/AAAAAAAAAqw/1s-DGY_FLZU/s320/IMG_4001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504553221608690" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSci0b3n_9A/TfjwHMnStpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FR0Yriezed8/s1600/IMG_3983.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSci0b3n_9A/TfjwHMnStpI/AAAAAAAAAqo/FR0Yriezed8/s320/IMG_3983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504541580474002" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjVO-vt6VC0/TfjwGrX8toI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XlbQ2s839YY/s1600/IMG_3982.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjVO-vt6VC0/TfjwGrX8toI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XlbQ2s839YY/s320/IMG_3982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504532657747586" /></a>Next it was swimming at the hotel followed by dinner<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yemLZX_G-6I/Tfjv6kA0gXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_PSvurEGctk/s1600/IMG_4011.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yemLZX_G-6I/Tfjv6kA0gXI/AAAAAAAAAqY/_PSvurEGctk/s320/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504324523262322" /></a>and a late night tea party.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWKHRffGdKw/Tfjv6ehPAMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LRTAUjOJvmM/s1600/IMG_4014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yWKHRffGdKw/Tfjv6ehPAMI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/LRTAUjOJvmM/s320/IMG_4014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504323048603842" /></a>These are the dishes Nana sent and Reagan can play with them for hours. They have accompanied us on every trip since. life saver!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-512GN-HM3xU/Tfjv58hDlJI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Xo-0eRcOefU/s1600/IMG_4022.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-512GN-HM3xU/Tfjv58hDlJI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Xo-0eRcOefU/s320/IMG_4022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504313921049746" /></a>Then next morning we woke up to snow… surprise surprise<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itEmyzndxbo/TfjvxRgRwTI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ykJOQ85PWo/s1600/IMG_4028.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-itEmyzndxbo/TfjvxRgRwTI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5ykJOQ85PWo/s320/IMG_4028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504164936106290" /></a>The next day we ate a quick lunch at main street pizza & noodle then headed for home.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bf7PvVszd4g/Tfjvwx4SkOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/kM88z24FRK0/s1600/IMG_4030.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bf7PvVszd4g/Tfjvwx4SkOI/AAAAAAAAAp4/kM88z24FRK0/s320/IMG_4030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504156446888162" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJwO0Y19hKo/TfjvwnRk5yI/AAAAAAAAApw/GxCD7zB-dwA/s1600/IMG_4031.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJwO0Y19hKo/TfjvwnRk5yI/AAAAAAAAApw/GxCD7zB-dwA/s320/IMG_4031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618504153600157474" /></a>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-11046502626677590472011-06-15T10:09:00.000-07:002011-06-15T17:28:17.866-07:00PARTY!<div>I of course had to post about Reago's 1st birthday party. It was so fun planning and decorating for it (lets see if I'm still saying that at her 5th, 6th, 7th…) But as I told Brent it gave us something to do and that's always a good thing :) </div><div><br /></div><div>We didn't quite know how Reagan would handle everything. We tried to keep it pretty small with just family and some close friends but of course when you get even that many is a townhouse it can prove to be a little overwhelming for our little Reago. As most of you know she is the happiest baby on the planet, as long as she is not getting barked at by a police dog (story to come later) or feeling the eyes of 20+ people. But we just had to celebrate our sweet </div><div>baby and her first year. Enjoy!</div><div><br /></div><div>Morning of her party…anticipating something big was about to take place.</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx3yzurafF0/TfjosY42EDI/AAAAAAAAApo/ztXL13GAuAQ/s1600/IMG_3841.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx3yzurafF0/TfjosY42EDI/AAAAAAAAApo/ztXL13GAuAQ/s320/IMG_3841.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496384437456946" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDaYPK_hnZM/Tfjor58ruWI/AAAAAAAAApg/BPVKFbB5mZk/s1600/IMG_3770.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pDaYPK_hnZM/Tfjor58ruWI/AAAAAAAAApg/BPVKFbB5mZk/s320/IMG_3770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496376132057442" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OMEs9rm-jY/TfjorkHov8I/AAAAAAAAApY/TfNNRbWsRwc/s1600/IMG_3833.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_OMEs9rm-jY/TfjorkHov8I/AAAAAAAAApY/TfNNRbWsRwc/s320/IMG_3833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496370272419778" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AndaWQcB3RA/TfjofvCWdJI/AAAAAAAAApQ/z8_ME_gth_Q/s1600/IMG_3846.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AndaWQcB3RA/TfjofvCWdJI/AAAAAAAAApQ/z8_ME_gth_Q/s320/IMG_3846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496167044609170" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRveREiedQA/TfjofHI8aTI/AAAAAAAAApI/1r9cHjaNZrE/s1600/IMG_3849.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRveREiedQA/TfjofHI8aTI/AAAAAAAAApI/1r9cHjaNZrE/s320/IMG_3849.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496156334844210" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-au_fRfCcOgI/TfjoemoDy2I/AAAAAAAAApA/4ey8ZXwuGUw/s1600/IMG_3851.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-au_fRfCcOgI/TfjoemoDy2I/AAAAAAAAApA/4ey8ZXwuGUw/s320/IMG_3851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496147606981474" /></a>Loved her cake!! Thank you flower girl and dough boys bakery!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MjR4lwQ9wQ/TfjoW9Xue4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/mSZTbQwWcj8/s1600/IMG_3854.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8MjR4lwQ9wQ/TfjoW9Xue4I/AAAAAAAAAo4/mSZTbQwWcj8/s320/IMG_3854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618496016273537922" /></a>She was feeling the love!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVUF6mf-QVQ/TfjoWAdNITI/AAAAAAAAAow/q-Pa_yrlMYI/s1600/IMG_3862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVUF6mf-QVQ/TfjoWAdNITI/AAAAAAAAAow/q-Pa_yrlMYI/s320/IMG_3862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495999921955122" /></a>This is what I had envisioned in my head… al the kiddos lined up on the couch smiling for pictures :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gny2ImxLhbY/TfjoV4dHNUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/N97WeXhBfYA/s1600/IMG_3867.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gny2ImxLhbY/TfjoV4dHNUI/AAAAAAAAAoo/N97WeXhBfYA/s320/IMG_3867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495997774083394" /></a>It lasted about two seconds until Reagan pulled her hat off and then someone put it back on and the string slipped and stung her cheek….. (still makes for a great pic… I love how every kid is staring at her haha)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5KVf_N1aoo/TfjoEfFsDFI/AAAAAAAAAog/EIFoFk8JQVw/s1600/IMG_3869.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e5KVf_N1aoo/TfjoEfFsDFI/AAAAAAAAAog/EIFoFk8JQVw/s320/IMG_3869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495698907171922" /></a>melt down!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1frG1fOaZOc/TfjoEMjiSDI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JA1nfXuasfQ/s1600/IMG_3870.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1frG1fOaZOc/TfjoEMjiSDI/AAAAAAAAAoY/JA1nfXuasfQ/s320/IMG_3870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495693932087346" /></a>Babies first cake!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cIFWEbBduk/TfjoD7m9QvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/XBpQC0_TSII/s1600/IMG_3876.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4cIFWEbBduk/TfjoD7m9QvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/XBpQC0_TSII/s320/IMG_3876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495689383035634" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw97Ns0VkIw/TfjnkIcS4hI/AAAAAAAAAno/OktPJzlcAec/s1600/IMG_3884.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cw97Ns0VkIw/TfjnkIcS4hI/AAAAAAAAAno/OktPJzlcAec/s320/IMG_3884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495143072162322" /></a>How did that go?? Disaster. Reagan was pretty nervous during the happy birthday song and didn't know what to do with the cake in front of her so mommy thought she would break the ice and just push her had in. Big Mistake. Reagan does not like dirty/sticky hands. By the end her face was covered in tears (instead of frosting) and she had frosting in her eyes from wiping her tears. haha Theres always next year :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuNZ1fM6hQ/Tfjnj7QjLfI/AAAAAAAAAng/-T4G21MWAjw/s1600/IMG_3889.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LuuNZ1fM6hQ/Tfjnj7QjLfI/AAAAAAAAAng/-T4G21MWAjw/s320/IMG_3889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495139533237746" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4GtntbW5aA8/TfjnjcOmWvI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Cb3HkAKND1A/s1600/IMG_3910.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4GtntbW5aA8/TfjnjcOmWvI/AAAAAAAAAnY/Cb3HkAKND1A/s320/IMG_3910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495131203558130" /></a>Other then the two traumatic events mentioned perviously Reagan really did have a good day haha (I promise) she enjoyed playing with her cousins and friends and even skipped her afternoon nap…. the grandparents on the other had did not.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-2kZOqKSRQ/TfjnjP0tXtI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-fofiP1ikOE/s1600/IMG_3920.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x-2kZOqKSRQ/TfjnjP0tXtI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/-fofiP1ikOE/s320/IMG_3920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495127873740498" /></a>We love you Reagan more then words can say! You have brought us more joy in the past year then we could have ever imagined. Your sweet spirit has filled our home and made our hearts so full. We love you baby girl!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKgOr-sQ3oE/TfjniozCb9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/hvBVhouL5MY/s1600/IMG_3942.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mKgOr-sQ3oE/TfjniozCb9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/hvBVhouL5MY/s320/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618495117397749714" /></a>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-87572186330069074212011-05-31T21:18:00.000-07:002011-05-31T21:46:12.383-07:00Reago's birthday day...<div style="text-align: left;">May 19th 2011</div><div>My baby is the big 1 today!! So how did we spend our day???</div><div><br /></div><div>I will take you back to the night before this little beauty turned one. She knew a big day was coming because she decided to take her first steps just days before turning one. This was the night before. Her in mid step. </div><div><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiVRM8-sA4o/TeW-KPP6SdI/AAAAAAAAAmA/0CLYFu1qIDE/s1600/IMG_3784.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yiVRM8-sA4o/TeW-KPP6SdI/AAAAAAAAAmA/0CLYFu1qIDE/s320/IMG_3784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101593688426962" /></a>…mid fall<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-13Ubl8Ufc3Q/TeW-J9_Dj2I/AAAAAAAAAl4/48iVM8fra5Y/s1600/IMG_3785.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-13Ubl8Ufc3Q/TeW-J9_Dj2I/AAAAAAAAAl4/48iVM8fra5Y/s320/IMG_3785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101589054328674" /></a>…. not happy. We rarely see this one cry and to tell you the truth I think it's adorable when she does haha how many parents can honestly say that?? I can.<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNuekDyW7CI/TeW-Jtnb_iI/AAAAAAAAAlw/jslGS3oXgAc/s1600/IMG_3787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VNuekDyW7CI/TeW-Jtnb_iI/AAAAAAAAAlw/jslGS3oXgAc/s320/IMG_3787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101584660299298" /></a>We met daddy for lunch at costco and then shopped for her party.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJKBwpzuQKU/TeW-JFJAlAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/LVUgVAYMmWI/s1600/IMG_3807.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJKBwpzuQKU/TeW-JFJAlAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/LVUgVAYMmWI/s320/IMG_3807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101573795255298" /></a>We returned home to find a package from Nana and aunt Natalie! Reagan had a blast digging through the box to find that adorable zebra print dress, shoes, books, and an array of play dishes.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xyg64NZHJU/TeW96hX7oxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/kl_tnGON39A/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Xyg64NZHJU/TeW96hX7oxI/AAAAAAAAAlg/kl_tnGON39A/s320/IMG_3821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101323676001042" /></a>We have had many tea parties since… pics to come.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCRdo6X0TAs/TeW96IoIMuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uMxEzpeN9Mk/s1600/IMG_3829.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCRdo6X0TAs/TeW96IoIMuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/uMxEzpeN9Mk/s320/IMG_3829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101317033046754" /></a>We had a couple last min errands to run before her party on Saturday including ordering balloons. Reagan was of course scared to death watching the lady blow up balloons… surprise surprise. For her bravery the lady gave Reagan her first balloon. Loved looking in my rearview mirror and seeing this :)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JKPVsali1o/TeW95qzX8YI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3UhawE9M9k0/s1600/IMG_3789.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9JKPVsali1o/TeW95qzX8YI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/3UhawE9M9k0/s320/IMG_3789.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613101309027152258" /></a>We finished the day off with a trip to the library. For those who don't know, this baby is a book worm! Her favorite book to date is hello lulu. There was a period of about 3 weeks when I would read this to her 4-5 times a day and every time I put it up there were tears. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1PXOC1o8NHE/TeXCTtWa76I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/R5ayyl3UAGI/s320/IMG_4039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613106154434129826" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div>So I knew a quick trip to the library followed by mama reading book after book would make her day. Well look what we found…. could it have been more perfect??!! I didn't even know there were more lulus out there and this caught my eye on our way out. She is in love.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cDFU-GtwasA/TeXCTCz-49I/AAAAAAAAAmI/VYmVtACenr4/s320/IMG_4038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613106143015396306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div>Happy Birthday to my sweet sweet Reago!!!</div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-3363619993722913772011-05-31T16:08:00.000-07:002011-05-31T16:27:53.810-07:00Reagan Jo Skipper May 19th 2010<div>A few months ago (5 to be exact) I finally got around to writing down Reagan's birth story. I want to try and do this with each of my children so they can someday read all about how they came to be :) </div><div>As I mentioned before this blog is serving a dual purpose of keeping friends and family up to date as well as a family journal. My reason for posting this whole long story is for the latter. I do not expect any of you to read this novel (and would prefer you didn't because I'm sure it is chuck full of spelling and grammar errors) but lets be honest I would totally read it if this were your blog and you were writing this whole long explanation about how I "don't need to read this". So do as you wish… </div><div><br /></div><div>My baby is ONE!! Where has the past year gone??! Everyone always told me when I first had her just how fast time begins to fly. I believed them. But really it seems like yesterday we were headed to the hospital (4 days overdue) and SO ready to meet this baby!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81h1W7j0qjw/TeV2Ftw0xUI/AAAAAAAAAlI/f0RDHUfhUnw/s1600/IMG_0222.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-81h1W7j0qjw/TeV2Ftw0xUI/AAAAAAAAAlI/f0RDHUfhUnw/s320/IMG_0222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613022351142995266" /></a><br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:22.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;">Reagan Jo Skipper<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:18.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;">May 19<sup>th</sup> 2010<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;">8:18am <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;">Weight 6lbs 5oz <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;">19” long</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:19px;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">I have been meaning to write down Reagan’s entire birth story and now that she is 5 months old I think it is the perfect time haha ok really I am just now getting around to it…. Better late then never right? Right!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">I figured I would start off with a little about the pregnancy. In a nut shell… BLAH! Haha jk pregnancy was a neat experience but defiantly took its toll on my body and mind. I tried my hardest not to complain but I’m sure I did my fair share of it. I was sick pretty much all 9 months of the pregnancy. The first two trimesters were definitely the hardest and I enjoyed that last two months the most. We found out we were pregnant at about 4 1/2 weeks. I was late and thought there was a small chance we could be pregnant. Me and Brent had decided on when we could start trying, which was for the most part based on when I would be finished with school. Well the first month we tried it happened, which ended up being perfect timing and we felt so blessed that it happened so easily for us. The sickness started at about 5 weeks right in the middle of our cruise… but that is a whole different story. Lets just say I have vowed to never go on another cruise as long as I live haha Oh and when we got back Brent had gained 6 pounds and I had lost 6 pounds. Enough said!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> </span></span></span></o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">We found out Reagan was a girl at our 16 week appointment. To be completely honest I was kind of hoping for a boy. I had grown up with an older brother and I thought I would be better at raising a boy haha Well that mentality changed quickly. It took a couple days for me to change my mentality, because I really thought we were having a boy. Now I wouldn’t change it for anything. I needed a girl first!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoBodyText" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">The pregnancy went really well other then the sickness that I mentioned before. Reagan was growing great and we were healthy. You always hear that pregnant women have all these cravings and can eat like there is no tomorrow. That was not the case for me at all. I pretty much ate to stay alive and my love of food was nonexistent for those 9 months. Looking back this was kind of good because I didn’t really gain any “extra” weight. I was about 100lbs when I got pregnant. The lowest I got was 92lbs. And before I delivered I was about 122lbs. Ok now onto the delivery…</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">Reagan was due May 15</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">th</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> so she was four days overdue. When you first become pregnant you view your due date as the latest possible date that this baby will still be inside of you so when I was 1,2,3,4 days over due It was pretty hard. I was still feeling great but just wanting to meet our little girl and know that she was strong and healthy. The last 3 appointments were pretty depressing. Every time Dr. Judd measured me I was 0s across the board. His exact words were “Your about as closed up as a liquor store on Sunday” Not what I was wanting to hear. The last appointment when I was overdue I just about lost it ok actually I may have lost it. But Brent always knew how to make things better, “You want Chick-Fil-A??” my response, “Yes” So after our last appointment Dr Judd sent us over for a stress test to make sure the baby was ok to stay in there. To our disappointment everything was great… I know that sounds bad. Well that was on a Monday and my induction date was set for the following Monday. Then out of the blue Tuesday Dr. Judd’s nurse called asking if I wanted to come in and be induced… YES! That day I had started having contractions, nothing painful but just to the point that I was able to say yes these are for sure contractions.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">We got to the hospital at about 6:00pm Tuesday evening. The plan was to give me cervidil that night and we would spend the night at the hospital while my cervix did its thing. Then the following morning they would start me on poticin and then the real labor would begin. They put the cervidil in at about 7:00 or so… OUCH! The nurse checked me one last time just before putting it in and I was still a 0. At this point we hadn’t told anyone in our family that we were at the hospital. My parents called saying they were down our way and wanted to go to dinner. They were pleasantly surprised with the news and stopped by the hospital to wish us luck. A little while after they left my contractions started to become much more painful. All the pain was in my lower back. We tried to go to sleep but I knew that wouldn’t last long. I wasn’t quite sure if this pain was normal for the cervidil and I was just that big of a wuss. I know I have a low pain tolerance so I didn’t quite know what to expect as far as the delivery and how long I would make it without an epidural, yes an epidural was part of the birth plan all along. As soon as they could give it I would take it.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">By 12:00 I was in tears. We called the nurse and I told her I needed something. I knew I would get no sleep with the pain I was in and we had a big day ahead of us. She checked to see if I had dilated at all and I was already at a 3. I was in full-blown labor! She decided to call Dr Judd and get his opinion. I was surprised to hear that he said give her an epidural. I wondered how long I could have it in and reminded her I wasn’t supposed to have this baby for like 18-12 more hours. She said Dr Judd thinks you’ll go fast. Well ok I could not take it anymore so I was all game. It didn’t take long and by the time the anesthesiologist got there I was so done. The epidural was cake and I will do it every time </span></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">J</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> I felt very little pain when it went in because first they numb you with a small shot. Brent watched the whole thing and commented after that I looked like I was some sort of an appliance with a cord coming out my back. Haha thanks huh! Just what I needed to hear. Well after about 15-20 min I was in heaven. Feeling great and totally relaxed they told us to get some sleep and that I would probably deliver by lunch the next day. Brent fell right asleep and I laid there watching the monitors. I couldn’t sleep I was way too excited. Well all of the sudden at about 3am I felt a pop! Yes it really felt just like a balloon popped inside of me. Weird! So I woke up Brent and told him I thought my water had broke. Then I made him check haha what a good guy! He said well I don’t smell pee so it must be. He went and got the nurse who was a little surprised and didn’t really think that’s what had happened. Well it was and I was dilated to a 5. Throughout the whole delivery I was shaking like a leaf. They told me it was probably because of how fast my labor was progressing and just all the hormones running through my body. On top of all of that I was puking my guts out. I know I have a weak stomach and once again with how fast labor was going and the hormones my body was just kind of freaking out. I would throw up about every hour and then it was more frequent at the end. I really didn’t mind too much, one because I was pretty used to it, and two I knew that there would be an end to it.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">Well things were going along pretty normal until the nurse came in and looked at the monitor. She told me that the baby’s heartbeat was dropping with each contraction. She said this could be just stress on the baby or the cord could be wrapped around the baby’s neck and with every contraction it could be getting pinched off. I was getting nervous but my nurse (Kiley) was so great to reassure me things would be ok and that things like this happen. So she did something (can’t remember what it’s called) that basically pumps water back into the uterus to make it seems as if my water hasn’t broken and keeps the pressure off the baby/cord. After a few minutes her heartbeat stabilized and we were back on track. She would check me throughout the night and I was continuing to progress rapidly. This was so exciting because we weren’t expecting her to arrive until the following evening then they guessed the following afternoon and by 6:00am I was at a 10 and 100% effaced so they said I would be delivering on Dr. Judd’s morning rounds. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> We called our families and told them that things would happen a little sooner then expected. My mom was going to try and be there when I delivered, not in the room but just at the hospital but this wasn’t going to happen. So from 6-8 I just sat at a 10. Dr. judd likes to do what is called rest and descend, which is when you sit at a 10 for 1-2 hours and just let the baby work its way down the birth canal on its own. Well at 8am he strolled into the room. Calm and kind of looking like he just rolled out of bed, I guess he had. The room was already prepped for the birth so they got me ready and then it all happened fast. Dr. Judd used forceps to get her out. Most people when they hear forceps get freaked out, but we were told Dr. Judd is a pro with forceps and so I totally trusted him. He was so gentle, calm, and reassuring. I also had to get an episiotomy; obviously with the epidural I couldn’t feel any pain, which of course was great. After her head was out Dr. Judd had me push and after two pushes she was out!! He held her up and it was pretty overwhelming. I watched as they handed her around the room to be weighed, measured, and checked out by the respiratory therapist. Then within minutes she was in my arms and everyone had left the room. There we were a family of three!!! I fed her within the first hour of her being born, which was definitely a new experience but so neat.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">The recovery went well. It takes a toll on you but I had the best support system. My mom stayed with us for about 5 days and made sure the house was in order and that we were all well fed. Brent was so good to make sure I always had what I needed and was so willing to help with EVERYTHING! I couldn’t help but feel so so blessed throughout all of it. I have an amazing family and husband. I felt so loved. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;"> </span></span></span></o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:14px;">So here we are 5 months down the road and to be honest I am so excited for the next one. Well I am a little scared just because Reagan has been so perfect we can’t get this lucky twice right? However we are not in any big rush haha we are just enjoying our sweet Reagan and the good baby that she is. To say she is a good baby is the biggest understatement of the century. We have been spoiled!! She was sleeping through the night by about 3 weeks. She has such a sweet disposition and is always so happy. And on top of all of that she is probably the cutest baby I have ever seen… really!!</span></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-70366395093085612892011-05-31T15:39:00.000-07:002011-05-31T16:06:13.022-07:00Firsts- part 4<div style="text-align: left;">Ok I promise this is the last one haha</div><div style="text-align: left;">I just had to get us all caught up on Reagan's first year and now I feel like I can move on :)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">First time holding hands with a boy…. a little too early if you ask the mother ;)</div><div style="text-align: left;">I've got my eye on you Cooper.</div><div style="text-align: center;">7.5 months</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z838WpsUkEw/TeVwZUPCnwI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-3okogvyXVk/s1600/DSCN1182.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3FS-WvI8QIU/TeVwZMAVtVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Qrsw5Y7uaGQ/s1600/IMG_3071.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3FS-WvI8QIU/TeVwZMAVtVI/AAAAAAAAAk4/Qrsw5Y7uaGQ/s320/IMG_3071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613016088608879954" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">First time opening her christmas eve pjs</div><div style="text-align: center;">8 months</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_XxRtmyOdU/TeVvQ44mobI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lzkw3Q8lrKo/s1600/IMG_3101.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_XxRtmyOdU/TeVvQ44mobI/AAAAAAAAAkw/lzkw3Q8lrKo/s320/IMG_3101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014846525579698" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">First Christmas morning. This was the week Reagan learned to crawl. Aj and Lyndsay were out visiting and I must say played a big role in that stage of her development. Thanks guys :)</span><br /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;">8 months</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z838WpsUkEw/TeVwZUPCnwI/AAAAAAAAAlA/-3okogvyXVk/s320/DSCN1182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613016090818027266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span>First time sneaking one of daddy's cokes. The panty, one of her favorite places, only second to the bathroom. Note to self keep those doors shut!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AMfIR9SC1wo/TeVvQeNUf3I/AAAAAAAAAko/70GV9jgCaes/s1600/IMG_3341.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">9 months</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AMfIR9SC1wo/TeVvQeNUf3I/AAAAAAAAAko/70GV9jgCaes/s1600/IMG_3341.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AMfIR9SC1wo/TeVvQeNUf3I/AAAAAAAAAko/70GV9jgCaes/s320/IMG_3341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014839364714354" /></a>First time cheering on BYU. We were a little apprehensive about taking her to another sporting event following our melt down at the football game. She pulled through and loved it!</div><div style="text-align: center;">10 months</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dzl4oVkj9sM/TeVvQB0RlJI/AAAAAAAAAkg/a24wbktT5gc/s1600/IMG_3424.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dzl4oVkj9sM/TeVvQB0RlJI/AAAAAAAAAkg/a24wbktT5gc/s320/IMG_3424.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014831743472786" /></a>First time ordering room service.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">10 months</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFAgsdLJ9wQ/TeVvDk6J75I/AAAAAAAAAkY/TGnr-SGSWX0/s1600/IMG_3445.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFAgsdLJ9wQ/TeVvDk6J75I/AAAAAAAAAkY/TGnr-SGSWX0/s320/IMG_3445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014617825079186" /></a>First time helping daddy with the luggage. Reagan is such a good traveler and doesn't mind sleeping in hotel bathrooms haha </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">10 months</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EMdnnhVq1w4/TeVvDM5JAII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YEQfISeiMYA/s1600/IMG_3470.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EMdnnhVq1w4/TeVvDM5JAII/AAAAAAAAAkQ/YEQfISeiMYA/s320/IMG_3470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014611378372738" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">First trip to Vegas! This is where me and Brent met over 3 years ago (before little Reago was even a thought). We make a point of visiting the cheesecake factory in caesar's palace every time we are in town :)</div><div style="text-align: center;">10 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy9TdoabpzY/TeVvCnkGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkI/mM_jv4Hjl2U/s1600/IMG_3472.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy9TdoabpzY/TeVvCnkGQ7I/AAAAAAAAAkI/mM_jv4Hjl2U/s320/IMG_3472.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014601358001074" /></a>First time helping out with laundry. Look at that face, we make her earn her keep! </div><div style="text-align: center;">11 months</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SoKc_oXqRc/TeVukL1xZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/oaUnJAXwNBg/s1600/IMG_3591.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1SoKc_oXqRc/TeVukL1xZ1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/oaUnJAXwNBg/s320/IMG_3591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014078519863122" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwBpIuH3Izo/TeVujvCUb3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/vFDqKxVW-M0/s1600/IMG_3612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwBpIuH3Izo/TeVujvCUb3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/vFDqKxVW-M0/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014070787862386" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">First cold. Had a bad case of croup :( but of course it didn't get her down</div><div style="text-align: center;">11 months</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrbAALlNffw/TeVujQ5_gYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/z7HmVt4wwYE/s1600/IMG_3688.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LrbAALlNffw/TeVujQ5_gYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/z7HmVt4wwYE/s320/IMG_3688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613014062699872642" /></a></div></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-56869673469164292732011-05-25T10:36:00.000-07:002011-05-25T10:51:57.523-07:00Firsts-part 3<div>First time swimming (St George)</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Um_V0j59YFA/Td0_Taw6nMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/e7TmZfl6ISU/s1600/IMG_0029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Um_V0j59YFA/Td0_Taw6nMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/e7TmZfl6ISU/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610710313608060098" /></a>First time wearing her socks to her knees :)<div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoVo-F-6bvQ/Td0_TDwa3SI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jPrXiTwIwoQ/s1600/IMG_0123.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eoVo-F-6bvQ/Td0_TDwa3SI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jPrXiTwIwoQ/s320/IMG_0123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610710307431963938" /></a>First time eating solids</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">6 months</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxLk5phKsgw/Td0_LuirtgI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/AvajD4D57E8/s1600/IMG_2651.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zxLk5phKsgw/Td0_LuirtgI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/AvajD4D57E8/s320/IMG_2651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610710181478118914" /></a>First halloween. BOO!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">6 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9K2CJF1xhGU/Td0_LEbE6qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/267nJqqWMCk/s1600/IMG_2862.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9K2CJF1xhGU/Td0_LEbE6qI/AAAAAAAAAjI/267nJqqWMCk/s320/IMG_2862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610710170171927202" /></a>First BYU football game. Did not go well. Mama ended up walking around with her outside the stadium…. large crowds screaming/cheering makes for one sad baby!</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">7 months</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAh2OWJgbEw/Td0_KynqEEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6RrcU0Wq-fQ/s1600/IMG_0118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sAh2OWJgbEw/Td0_KynqEEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/6RrcU0Wq-fQ/s320/IMG_0118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610710165392855106" /></a>First GNO! </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">7 months</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm0cmtANy4M/Td0-9xZGNOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NCGeX_CDTEo/s1600/IMG_2958.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm0cmtANy4M/Td0-9xZGNOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/NCGeX_CDTEo/s320/IMG_2958.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610709941725050082" /></a>First time sitting up… with a little assistance from a milk jug</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">7 months?</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnpP9y_mb1E/Td0-9oPyW7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/z3kkCioujYo/s1600/IMG_2911.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lnpP9y_mb1E/Td0-9oPyW7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/z3kkCioujYo/s320/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610709939270081458" /></a>First ugly sweater party</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">8 months</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88G_OToD9Bk/Td0-9U8pEKI/AAAAAAAAAio/i_P-CsXQWIM/s1600/IMG_3024.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88G_OToD9Bk/Td0-9U8pEKI/AAAAAAAAAio/i_P-CsXQWIM/s320/IMG_3024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610709934089506978" /></a>First time finding herself stuck under the couch, not quite knowing how she got there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">8 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01SjRRabJps/Td0-0FvA2nI/AAAAAAAAAig/Qdx8ZAVOOlo/s1600/IMG_3224.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-01SjRRabJps/Td0-0FvA2nI/AAAAAAAAAig/Qdx8ZAVOOlo/s320/IMG_3224.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610709775386991218" /></a>First time clapping as we sang Happy Birthday to daddy! (started clapping at about 7 months)</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">8 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3NiE8bQyK0/Td0-zr_aIoI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-Ao99IbX8-0/s1600/IMG_3086.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3NiE8bQyK0/Td0-zr_aIoI/AAAAAAAAAiY/-Ao99IbX8-0/s320/IMG_3086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610709768476435074" /></a>More "firsts" and birthday pics to come!</div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-34543228530673383552011-05-17T20:52:00.000-07:002011-05-18T08:09:26.437-07:00Firsts-part 2<div>First smile….not caused by gas. Yes, Nana you were the one that made her smile first :)</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">6 weeks</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdAaZyfVPQ0/TdND6z9cGYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KSM25iUG9D8/s1600/IMG_2069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pdAaZyfVPQ0/TdND6z9cGYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/KSM25iUG9D8/s320/IMG_2069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900638665775490" /></a><br /><div>First time being with all the Skipper cousins<div><br /><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>6 weeks</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvyS6Y3zzR8/TdND0xZ3__I/AAAAAAAAAho/wXbYb8ghPRI/s1600/IMG_2191.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvyS6Y3zzR8/TdND0xZ3__I/AAAAAAAAAho/wXbYb8ghPRI/s320/IMG_2191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900534900522994" /></a><br /></div><div>First time rolling over back to front. Note the arm pinned under her body. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">8 weeks?</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-HFD1B2WEI/TdND0vYx0ZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/sXqC3iT2nvI/s1600/IMG_2260.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q-HFD1B2WEI/TdND0vYx0ZI/AAAAAAAAAhg/sXqC3iT2nvI/s320/IMG_2260.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900534359052690" /></a><br /></div><div>First time online shopping. She gives the best advice!</div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">3 months</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7iOstr8pQI/TdND0JGzZWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Nx8xeTPQoEM/s1600/IMG_2311.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7iOstr8pQI/TdND0JGzZWI/AAAAAAAAAhY/Nx8xeTPQoEM/s320/IMG_2311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900524083111266" /></a><br /></div><div>First fortune. We were eating at our favorite chinese restaurant FONGS! The waitress brought out a fortune cookie for each of us, we each took the one right in front of us, and this was Reagan's "Traveling to the south will bring you unexpected happiness."</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">4 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_T0mEK-TE/TdNDzn9EceI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/41G7xcoOE5Q/s1600/IMAG0016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kX_T0mEK-TE/TdNDzn9EceI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/41G7xcoOE5Q/s320/IMAG0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900515183915490" /></a><br /></div><div>So what did we do?? We traveled to the SOUTH!!</div><div>First plane ride. She slept a total of 20 mins the entire day. Just too excited I guess :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsQJchPK5Is/TdNDzZCvhVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zm1HL85RjNs/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PsQJchPK5Is/TdNDzZCvhVI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Zm1HL85RjNs/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607900511181178194" /></a><br /></div><div>First sink bath in Granny's kitchen</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rILY1_xTG20/TdNDQo65_jI/AAAAAAAAAhA/u7_zlrnAk_Q/s1600/IMG_2665.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rILY1_xTG20/TdNDQo65_jI/AAAAAAAAAhA/u7_zlrnAk_Q/s320/IMG_2665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607899914147855922" /></a><br /></div><div>First time going to jail. Cutest jail birds I've ever seen!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ZFPgpyn60/TdNDQAiVfHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SGg-juODd0U/s1600/IMG_0108.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v4ZFPgpyn60/TdNDQAiVfHI/AAAAAAAAAg4/SGg-juODd0U/s320/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607899903307381874" /></a><br /></div><div>First time golfing with daddy. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3im7VUmM8Z4/TdNDP_euaFI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ivXysYFyV2U/s1600/IMG_2767.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3im7VUmM8Z4/TdNDP_euaFI/AAAAAAAAAgw/ivXysYFyV2U/s320/IMG_2767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607899903023802450" /></a><br /></div><div>First time visiting a pumpkin patch.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caiDqQ473YY/TdNDPT6V1AI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wr1pMFxtC-U/s1600/IMG_2837.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-caiDqQ473YY/TdNDPT6V1AI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wr1pMFxtC-U/s320/IMG_2837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607899891328472066" /></a><br /></div><div>First time visiting the beach and squishing the sand between her toes. Love this!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">5 months</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twdySoeNpl4/TdNDOz4lnZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8IBeqIBqNsc/s1600/IMG_2796.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-twdySoeNpl4/TdNDOz4lnZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/8IBeqIBqNsc/s320/IMG_2796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607899882731183506" /></a>Oh there's more!!</div></div></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-63476365853672788772011-05-16T20:10:00.000-07:002011-05-17T21:19:30.195-07:00Firsts!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10qMABvsZ0M/TdHpqqU7kdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/neE8QSRL0aM/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div>In honor of Reagan's upcoming birthday I figured this would be the perfect time to get us all caught up on the last year of her life. haha A lofty goal, I know! </div><div><br /></div><div>What better way than to post all of her "FIRSTS" So buckle up and get ready for a load of photos and sappy mom comments…</div><div><br /></div><div>Reagan's first picture.</div><div>Here she is in all her gooy glory… a little too graphic?</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">3 mins</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZvOTv4DyDo/TdHn7M-OHTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7D8LSAty_d4/s1600/IMG_1600_1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZvOTv4DyDo/TdHn7M-OHTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/7D8LSAty_d4/s320/IMG_1600_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607518015333473586" /></a><br /><div>haha love this picture! Maybe I shouldn't even admit this but one of my first thoughts was…. she kind of looks like ET, but in a good way :) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">6 mins</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-10qMABvsZ0M/TdHpqqU7kdI/AAAAAAAAAgY/neE8QSRL0aM/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607519930178834898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div>First time holding you… perfect.</div><div style="text-align: center;">6 min 34 secs </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIj1WJrBtE/TdHn2kdb0DI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kx5jGVKgWLY/s1600/IMG_1623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIj1WJrBtE/TdHn2kdb0DI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kx5jGVKgWLY/s320/IMG_1623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517935739064370" /></a>First time daddy held you</div><div style="text-align: center;">8 mins</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wftu8xfbWbY/TdHn2e5srkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Kwwc3wZh8j0/s1600/IMG_1628.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wftu8xfbWbY/TdHn2e5srkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/Kwwc3wZh8j0/s320/IMG_1628.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517934246997570" /></a>First bath<br /><div style="text-align: center;">2 hours</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2EoPufJsjU/TdHn2OV-pkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/DBCpAWzPsGY/s1600/IMG_1642.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m2EoPufJsjU/TdHn2OV-pkI/AAAAAAAAAf4/DBCpAWzPsGY/s320/IMG_1642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517929802212930" /></a>First time skin to skin</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">3 hours</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GakEoU3aof8/TdHn1_XJHyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/jk80DR1BAWk/s1600/IMG_1668.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GakEoU3aof8/TdHn1_XJHyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/jk80DR1BAWk/s320/IMG_1668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517925780561698" /></a><br /></div><div>First car ride. Daddy was scared to death and mommy was backseat driving the whole way :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">2 days</div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5QQSHvdDdw/TdHngZAFUMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/H3Jy1lM0NAs/s1600/IMG_1720.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T5QQSHvdDdw/TdHngZAFUMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/H3Jy1lM0NAs/s320/IMG_1720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517554706043074" /></a>First night on the billibed. Reago was a little jaundice when she first came home, but it cleared up within a couple days.</div><div style="text-align: center;">4 days</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yheq8oFDhY8/TdHngBHNrtI/AAAAAAAAAfY/CVZF_Nq_48c/s1600/IMG_1729.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yheq8oFDhY8/TdHngBHNrtI/AAAAAAAAAfY/CVZF_Nq_48c/s320/IMG_1729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517548293500626" /></a>First blowout…. it was major. Her face says it all.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">1 week?</div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nL6PM3pa3rE/TdHnf7G9u9I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/dYg6C_Jy4tI/s1600/IMG_1772.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nL6PM3pa3rE/TdHnf7G9u9I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/dYg6C_Jy4tI/s320/IMG_1772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517546681842642" /></a><br /><div>First time standing. She started bearing weight on her legs really early. I love this pic because you can see all her hair, which is more then she has now. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">1 week</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-etC9upVNQqI/TdHn1UeLBQI/AAAAAAAAAfo/2St2iEf6Rcw/s320/IMG_1948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517914267321602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div>First time we saw THE LIP… but definitely not the last.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">4 days</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHArxkWiSXE/TdHnfTjvgUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0hdN-Prfryo/s1600/DSC08469.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHArxkWiSXE/TdHnfTjvgUI/AAAAAAAAAfI/0hdN-Prfryo/s320/DSC08469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607517536065126722" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">More to come...</div></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-85211839595157696572011-05-16T10:30:00.000-07:002011-05-16T16:03:27.818-07:00College Grad!!<div style="text-align: left;">Figured this event was noteworthy…. I am now officially a college grad!</div><div style="text-align: left;">I finished my course work over a year ago but still had a few internship hours to complete which were put on hold due to the arrival of a certain someone :) This past winter I was able to finish them and apply for graduation. I didn't end up walking for a couple reasons:</div><div>1) I did most of my course work up at Utah State (3.5 years) and therefor consider myself an aggie at heart. </div><div>2) Not a big fan of UVU. I had a few great professors but overall was not impressed with what they had to offer, so didn't feel much of a connection to the school.</div><div>3) $80 for a cap and gown package just didn't fall very high on our priority list.</div><div><br /></div><div>All that aside I really am proud of myself for finishing and figured at the very least it deserved a blog post right?!! haha </div><div>I did promise my mom next time we come up I will put on my sister's cap and gown for a mock graduation photo shoot :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4TZIH58qeE/TdFfbt_HGgI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gwMyEmA9k84/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-07%2Bat%2B18.28%2B%25232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E4TZIH58qeE/TdFfbt_HGgI/AAAAAAAAAeg/gwMyEmA9k84/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-07%2Bat%2B18.28%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607367940858386946" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lHt_h6AwV8/TdFfbqUTEcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/e4WrAASNXUo/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-07%2Bat%2B18.24%2B%25235.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7lHt_h6AwV8/TdFfbqUTEcI/AAAAAAAAAeY/e4WrAASNXUo/s320/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-05-07%2Bat%2B18.24%2B%25235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607367939873509826" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJmlaLPJwQQ/TdFfbepr-lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/d7-zr_yUpxQ/s1600/IMG_3754.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JJmlaLPJwQQ/TdFfbepr-lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/d7-zr_yUpxQ/s320/IMG_3754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607367936741997138" /></a>Following this picture Brent informed me I was holding my diploma upside down and then proceeded to chant UVU! UVU! UVU! (which is what he does every time I have one of my "moments")<div><br /></div><div>Utah State hey aggies all the way go aggies go aggies hey! hey! hey!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uPs1Ig8hukw/TdFkmCMaHnI/AAAAAAAAAe4/AXtv-XS9wx4/s320/usu2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607373615639699058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 79px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-15901854301939138912011-05-05T14:02:00.000-07:002011-05-05T20:32:36.235-07:00reunited and it feels so good!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9N4_NUe5bI/TcMT5xX3_mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/X5NPhOVefHE/s1600/IMAG0042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div>Daddy is back and we couldn't be happier :) </div><div>Brent spent 8 days in China this past week for work. </div><div>Me and Reagan were able to spend most of the week with my family, of course Reago had all the attention she could stand and ate it right up. </div><div><br /></div><div>Daddy returned with these adorable shoes.. I love them, they are SO asian haha </div><div>She will have to grow into them. This baby has the worlds tiniest feet </div><div><b><br /></b></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zkqAiZYOHrQ/TcMRsmZWXvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/__Ayj9lVW4Y/s1600/IMG_3672.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zkqAiZYOHrQ/TcMRsmZWXvI/AAAAAAAAAeA/__Ayj9lVW4Y/s320/IMG_3672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341819297816306" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Of course they go right in her mouth. You should see this girl detach velcro with her teeth… impressive!</span><br /></b><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRJmPgEnyv8/TcMRY_np1PI/AAAAAAAAAd4/95QUu8UiVpE/s1600/IMG_3675.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRJmPgEnyv8/TcMRY_np1PI/AAAAAAAAAd4/95QUu8UiVpE/s320/IMG_3675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341482471314674" /></a><b><br /></b><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlrOT7_Pcpo/TcMRTmhGhwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mQItWwDUBZY/s1600/IMG_3676.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlrOT7_Pcpo/TcMRTmhGhwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/mQItWwDUBZY/s320/IMG_3676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341389833602818" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">A few pics from Brent's trip.</span></b><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b>Hong Kong<br /><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"></span></b><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfxZCBgo_OQ/TcMRNek82uI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nefYVf5wHN8/s1600/IMG_3659.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lfxZCBgo_OQ/TcMRNek82uI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nefYVf5wHN8/s320/IMG_3659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341284623047394" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">One night they had a four hour dinner appointment at a nice restaurant/spa.</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Then night began with a hot shower and a pair of PJs to change into before dinner.<br /></span></b><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tjkV_c_SVg/TcMRGsKR-PI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sXmvrsDvqiE/s1600/IMAG0041.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--tjkV_c_SVg/TcMRGsKR-PI/AAAAAAAAAdg/sXmvrsDvqiE/s320/IMAG0041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341168010197234" /></a>Following dinner they were able to choose their massage therapist from this touch screen. He assured me it wasn't sketchy…. it just SOUNDS really sketchy haha </div><div>He said the guy they were meeting with kept assuring them "no hanky painky, no hanky painky"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9N4_NUe5bI/TcMT5xX3_mI/AAAAAAAAAeI/X5NPhOVefHE/s320/IMAG0042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603344244605976162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px; " /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></b></div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjD4q7Yg8OM/TcMQ-CQjeYI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wknMNezZhZc/s1600/IMAG0034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EjD4q7Yg8OM/TcMQ-CQjeYI/AAAAAAAAAdY/wknMNezZhZc/s320/IMAG0034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603341019323267458" /></a><b><br /></b><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXIeFwLLqHE/TcMQ5xU04qI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BpBQYUoWcM8/s1600/IMAG0020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXIeFwLLqHE/TcMQ5xU04qI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/BpBQYUoWcM8/s320/IMAG0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603340946058306210" /></a><b><br /></b><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jmooT7Gdc4U/TcMQ14CyeVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PMH8wNrbSp4/s1600/IMAG0027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jmooT7Gdc4U/TcMQ14CyeVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/PMH8wNrbSp4/s320/IMAG0027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603340879142222162" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Yes, his arms span the length of two cars...</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></b><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7nmZAhx1uQ/TcMQu5w6U4I/AAAAAAAAAdA/W0SzzRNtnHY/s1600/IMAG0038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7nmZAhx1uQ/TcMQu5w6U4I/AAAAAAAAAdA/W0SzzRNtnHY/s320/IMAG0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603340759345025922" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Reagan was so excited to see her daddy. The morning we picked him up I played her some videos of him and her on the computer. She would smile and giggle all while tearing up at the sight of her daddy playing with some "other baby". When we picked him up at the airport Brent sat in back with her. She didn't say much just stared at him non stop with a HUGE smile on her face. This was later that night. Brent was on the computer and Reagan still had not left his side. </span><br /></b><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-peqpp3340pU/TcMQgq6Dh-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/6oaWMcsRius/s1600/IMG_3679.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-peqpp3340pU/TcMQgq6Dh-I/AAAAAAAAAc4/6oaWMcsRius/s320/IMG_3679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603340514838677474" /></a>Good to have you back love!</div></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-19177405850784581502011-04-26T21:39:00.000-07:002011-04-27T07:51:23.106-07:00How we spent our Easter afternoon.The weather let up for a sunny afternoon of pinwheel blowing and....<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VRCw3mQscMw/TbefN7zHAgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TApJORnYdco/s1600/3.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VRCw3mQscMw/TbefN7zHAgI/AAAAAAAAAcU/TApJORnYdco/s320/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600119723397677570" border="0" /></a><br />...bunny hugging!!<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mMr1o4QrDc/TbgtMdTrXpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/U83OoXstAy4/s1600/034.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9mMr1o4QrDc/TbgtMdTrXpI/AAAAAAAAAcs/U83OoXstAy4/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600275828684054162" border="0" /></a><br />Oh and aunt amy hugging too<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MXldBtx8nA/TbeeqNWBsKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/VtQ9bkS_4is/s1600/2010-2011%2B167.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MXldBtx8nA/TbeeqNWBsKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/VtQ9bkS_4is/s320/2010-2011%2B167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600119109632241826" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7ufGNT81ps/TbeeisCoKzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/IMax6qNTkXg/s1600/2010-2011%2B139.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R7ufGNT81ps/TbeeisCoKzI/AAAAAAAAAb8/IMax6qNTkXg/s320/2010-2011%2B139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600118980433423154" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYh58Ki36ZQ/TbeeYxjRgNI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IEcWvVs3yNw/s1600/2010-2011%2B165.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYh58Ki36ZQ/TbeeYxjRgNI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IEcWvVs3yNw/s320/2010-2011%2B165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600118810113835218" border="0" /></a><br />Where was Brent during all this??<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFgECcHpRU8/TbeeQbr9LpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/c6pEaxdiv10/s1600/brent.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFgECcHpRU8/TbeeQbr9LpI/AAAAAAAAAbs/c6pEaxdiv10/s320/brent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600118666805718674" border="0" /></a>working hard.<br />P-I-N-G<br />We miss you daddy!Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-90493149210699328692011-04-21T15:16:00.001-07:002011-04-21T15:45:37.553-07:00It's only been two years...<div><br /></div><div>Ok I am back from my little hiatus. Little meaning, oh about 2 years… </div><div><br /></div><div>Just to clarify this is Jen. I know it can be a little confusing, posts from me then a year later Brent posting trying to make it sound like me?? But really would I have posted those pictures of myself? the answer is no. </div><div><br /></div><div>I really do want to keep this up for journaling purposes and to keep the out of town family up to speed :) So heres to my second attempt and lets hope it goes better then the previous. Well there is a lot of catching up to do so I will take it all in stride. This was pretty much the last two years in a nutshell. PREGO=REAGO. </div><div><br />Yes in just nine short months I went from this:<br /></div><div>(haha only picture of me shot from the side. The morning of our mini tri. I believe I was about 3 weeks prego and of course had no idea)</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAHRlEpK9R0/TbCvnCsXJNI/AAAAAAAAAak/o5DHRJf3S2E/s1600/IMG_1044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JAHRlEpK9R0/TbCvnCsXJNI/AAAAAAAAAak/o5DHRJf3S2E/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598167422094222546" /></a><div><br /></div><div>to this:</div><div>who am I kidding it was the longest nine months of my life but with a big payout so I would say it was well worth it. </div><div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fih9bCSdlLY/TbCvhNMysdI/AAAAAAAAAac/fY3OCnkY3gE/s1600/IMG_1588.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fih9bCSdlLY/TbCvhNMysdI/AAAAAAAAAac/fY3OCnkY3gE/s320/IMG_1588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598167321835385298" /></a><br /></div><div>At then out popped this: </div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWwlXaneX0E/TbCvbQtcUPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4K3mOmkaVhk/s1600/IMG_1612.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MWwlXaneX0E/TbCvbQtcUPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/4K3mOmkaVhk/s320/IMG_1612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598167219698422002" /></a><br /></div><div>And we were a family of three! Minus Dr Judd, of course with everything he saw he is practically family ;)</div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XrOe1-h2UM/TbCvWV2s3JI/AAAAAAAAAaM/SehOPivoP7o/s1600/IMG_1617.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XrOe1-h2UM/TbCvWV2s3JI/AAAAAAAAAaM/SehOPivoP7o/s320/IMG_1617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598167135180086418" /></a><br /></div><div>To say she was the perfect baby is probably the biggest understatement of the year.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZsJvCRMujw/TbCvQkRVGOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/mmRctjpdh_I/s1600/IMG_1672.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZsJvCRMujw/TbCvQkRVGOI/AAAAAAAAAaE/mmRctjpdh_I/s320/IMG_1672.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598167035970656482" /></a><br /></div><div>And here we are almost one year later. Where has the time gone??!</div><div><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWNqjPsYu7A/TbCvC0vs13I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HrGifqCAWkI/s1600/IMG_3618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SWNqjPsYu7A/TbCvC0vs13I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HrGifqCAWkI/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598166799874840434" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>More coming soon…</div><div><br /></div><div> no really I mean it.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-52899121458190059462010-07-10T17:39:00.000-07:002010-07-10T17:56:33.174-07:004th of July!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkTwO0D3hI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Zo93lA8646U/s1600/IMG_2077.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkTwO0D3hI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Zo93lA8646U/s320/IMG_2077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492442939886132754" /></a><br />These are just a few of the pics so far. My (Brent's) family flew in town for the baby's blessing and Jen's birthday on the 4th. Parents and sister Natalie and niece Brooklyn from Alabama, as well as sister Nicole and her three boys from Alaska. I'll get some pics of them as we gather their pics from other cameras...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkTxNEF6LI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nxbmuCZLw54/s1600/IMG_2031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkTxNEF6LI/AAAAAAAAAVg/nxbmuCZLw54/s320/IMG_2031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492442956596373682" /></a><br /><br />The hot summer days are wearing Reagan out! She is over 7 weeks old now and still pretty small, however she is gaining weight very fast and super heavy to us! She has developed a few new sleeping positions, and here is the newest:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkUauA9n0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/ioMizrEYZ5A/s1600/IMG_2056.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkUauA9n0I/AAAAAAAAAVo/ioMizrEYZ5A/s320/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492443669816254274" /></a><br /><br />Reagan is not the biggest fan of clothing. She is happiest after she poops all over an outfit and we have to strip her down.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkUyl5kSGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Wuhpl4CSLaQ/s1600/IMG_2042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkUyl5kSGI/AAAAAAAAAVw/Wuhpl4CSLaQ/s320/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492444079954610274" /></a><br /><br />She is due to laugh any day now! Her smiles get bigger and bigger and she is starting to giggle a bit. When we make funny noises and cluck our tongue she will try to mimic our mouth. It is so cute! This is a pic of her Nana Skipper getting her to smile big. If you look close you'll see some dimples!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkVe-LQM1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/hbZ-zpmn2q4/s1600/IMG_2068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkVe-LQM1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/hbZ-zpmn2q4/s320/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492444842385486674" /></a><br /><br />The 4th of July was pretty busy. Poor Jen couldnt have a real birthday (its the 4th) bc it was a Sunday, the baby blessing was going on, and we had a TON of family in town... many of whom crashed at our house. It was a fun weekend though, and here are few pics. We'll get more of the kids and family in a few days.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWTYhZMyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/PxwyIRQ78X0/s1600/IMG_2083.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWTYhZMyI/AAAAAAAAAWI/PxwyIRQ78X0/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492445742810870562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWTASWgvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8LA1lImA08c/s1600/IMG_2091.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWTASWgvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/8LA1lImA08c/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492445736305328882" /></a><br /><br />And finally, here is a great pic of Grandaddy Skipper and Reagan...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWUARWclI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/R_Hye1YCXTo/s1600/IMG_2070.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TDkWUARWclI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/R_Hye1YCXTo/s320/IMG_2070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492445753480999506" /></a>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-63829541010884722572010-06-23T21:50:00.000-07:002010-06-23T22:21:54.589-07:00It's Been Awhile...I'm not even going to try to catch up on the past 10 months or so. Needless to say, a lot has happened. Brent didnt win a seat on City Council, but he didn't finish last either! :) In January he was appointed by the Mayor to be on the Planning Commission for Pleasant Grove, so he was pretty excited for that. <br /><br />I almost forgot... the biggest reason the Skipper's have been MIA is because of a 9 month distraction that culminated in the arrival of Reagan Jo Skipper on May 19th!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLlb8LTqLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cnzDh6zVNJo/s1600/IMG_1622.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLlb8LTqLI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cnzDh6zVNJo/s320/IMG_1622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486199564263467186" /></a><br /><br />Jennie was 4 days overdue. We went in on Tuesday night and they gave Jennie Cervidil (sp?) to prepare her for the Pitosin (sp?) on Wednesday morning. We informed our family that the baby would come sometime Wednesday evening. HOWEVER...<br /><br />Around midnight Wednesday Jennie was in a lot of pain. At 1:00am they gave her the epidural, at 3:00am her water broke, and at 8:18am baby Reagan was born! Jennie went from zeros across the board to 10 cm and fully effaced in less than 8 hours! She never even made it to the Pitosin (actual inducement medicine). We are so happy and grateful for all the support and love from our family and friends.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnnCsaF4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/eEin5vtN_jc/s1600/IMG_1803.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnnCsaF4I/AAAAAAAAAVA/eEin5vtN_jc/s320/IMG_1803.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486201954014730114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnl-vLORI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uu_dvCWUDHY/s1600/DSC08451.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnl-vLORI/AAAAAAAAAU4/uu_dvCWUDHY/s320/DSC08451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486201935772727570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnknzt_PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bR7pJ7BaRp0/s1600/IMG_1658.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLnknzt_PI/AAAAAAAAAUw/bR7pJ7BaRp0/s320/IMG_1658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486201912437898482" /></a><br /><br />She was 6 pound 5 ounces at birth (19 inches) and at her two week appt was already 6 lb 12 oz. Now Reagan is 5 weeks old and growing so fast! You hear people talking about how quick they change, but you cannot be prepared for it. Every day she develops a little more. Just this week she started smiling a bit more and making loud sounds (other than crying for food). She has been a TERRIFIC baby! Some nights she wont stop eating until after midnight, but when she finally goes to bed she will sleep for at least 7 hours! Reagan has been doing that since our two week appointment (doc said as long as she is gaining weight then let her sleep!). We hope it keeps up. During the day she doesnt take naps longer than an hour and usually just eats and eats and eats. Jen has been nursing like a champ! It is definitely a rough thing to do, but worth it. I'm sure we'll supplement sometimes with formula, but we'll try to go au naturale!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLqPGYpy0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RzXXIqWfTM8/s1600/IMG_1987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLqPGYpy0I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/RzXXIqWfTM8/s320/IMG_1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486204841223637826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLqOt21XQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h6bXhjcKEtI/s1600/IMG_1983.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/TCLqOt21XQI/AAAAAAAAAVI/h6bXhjcKEtI/s320/IMG_1983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486204834639338754" /></a><br /><br />Go ahead and check up on us more often! We'll be better about posting. Brent really wants this to be a journal that we can print up, since none of us keep a real one!Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-67227213709371774022009-08-25T20:29:00.000-07:002009-08-31T20:07:32.336-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;">It's Official...Brent is running for Pleasant Grove City Council</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;">!</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;">!!!</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you live in Pleasant Grove or know someone who does, pass the word along.</div><div style="text-align: center;">VOTE FOR SKIP!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Primaries: Sept 15th</div><div style="text-align: center;">where they narrow it from 7 to 4 (there are 2 spots available)</div><div style="text-align: center;">Finals: Nov 3rd</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuXqRRPDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Uvobhv-Prfs/s1600-h/IMG_1033.JPG" style="text-decoration: none; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuXqRRPDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Uvobhv-Prfs/s320/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374111976866790450" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuYDAxj6I/AAAAAAAAAN8/SywErbuiJ9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0611_1.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuYDAxj6I/AAAAAAAAAN8/SywErbuiJ9Q/s320/IMG_0611_1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374111983508492194" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px; " /></a></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">He is one heck of a guy, but I might be a little bias ;)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3jDVvo6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/clcGEQ72k0U/s1600-h/IMG_0961.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3jDVvo6I/AAAAAAAAAQM/clcGEQ72k0U/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374122068179657634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At the end of July we went with my family and the Bowns (long time family friends) up to Lost Lake in the Uintas. It is always so great to get away and become one with nature.</div><div style="text-align: center;">This is me being one with nature. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3icxzumI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7fyGKni1C7k/s1600-h/IMG_0976.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3icxzumI/AAAAAAAAAQE/7fyGKni1C7k/s320/IMG_0976.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374122057828383330" /></a><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">"Ma in her kerchief and I in my cap" </div><div style="text-align: center;">Yes this is my dad's sleeping cap to keep his precious head warm on those cold Uinta nights, he made he one too. it's pink.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3hj7433I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NUDSQuN92Hk/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3hj7433I/AAAAAAAAAP8/NUDSQuN92Hk/s320/IMG_0946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374122042569842546" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On our hike to find the premier fishing hole. We passed about 6 lakes and yes they fished at everyone!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3gyN69AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1il3P5ucPUU/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3gyN69AI/AAAAAAAAAP0/1il3P5ucPUU/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374122029223703554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">love. him.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3fzakpcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EQcINTcco1M/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS3fzakpcI/AAAAAAAAAPs/EQcINTcco1M/s320/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374122012365333954" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">one of the many...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0ULLuOPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WuFX1ljdZXM/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0ULLuOPI/AAAAAAAAAPk/WuFX1ljdZXM/s320/IMG_0932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118514052184306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0Tj53xRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/e-2PWx5RTRk/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0Tj53xRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/e-2PWx5RTRk/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118503508329746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">the crew</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0Sl8TA-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pfk3zTNI5e8/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0Sl8TA-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/pfk3zTNI5e8/s320/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118486875505634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Staners and Becky mom</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0R04vAlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/S7aFSyGe1VA/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0R04vAlI/AAAAAAAAAPM/S7aFSyGe1VA/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118473707225682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0RQaSJ5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7dTPBGzENr0/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpS0RQaSJ5I/AAAAAAAAAPE/7dTPBGzENr0/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374118463915829138" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxsQwjncI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rTRJLhUDgdQ/s1600-h/IMG_0980.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxsQwjncI/AAAAAAAAAO8/rTRJLhUDgdQ/s320/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115629330832834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Workin it out...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxrgg4JjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/onFO-JoBeXg/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxrgg4JjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/onFO-JoBeXg/s320/IMG_0982.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115616380167730" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxqyak0wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PYA6GUUMrGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxqyak0wI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PYA6GUUMrGQ/s320/IMG_1012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115604005704450" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Family reunion.... anything goes.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxqUeEZQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/d0qkA287LAU/s1600-h/IMG_0990.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxqUeEZQI/AAAAAAAAAOk/d0qkA287LAU/s320/IMG_0990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115595967292674" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Why is his head SO big!??!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxppfAI-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KqkIqAIigtk/s1600-h/IMG_0994.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSxppfAI-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/KqkIqAIigtk/s320/IMG_0994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374115584428483554" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuaOwzgEI/AAAAAAAAAOU/lKeRqbbox58/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374112021022474306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></span></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuY0cjlnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oer5QONojmw/s1600-h/IMG_1036.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SpSuY0cjlnI/AAAAAAAAAOE/oer5QONojmw/s320/IMG_1036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374111996778354290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Met up with Kate and the girls for Iron and Wine (it's a band) at the Gallivan Center.... miss her so much!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-76652606582016502592009-07-21T22:01:00.000-07:002009-07-21T23:11:43.660-07:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm Kind of a BIG DEAL!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ok.... She's kind of a big deal it's Chelsey Hightower from "so you think you can dance" and "dancing with the stars"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">So we were closing down the Nordstrom half yearly sale at 10pm (I may or may not have already been twice that day) anyway... I spotted her from across the shoe department and was a little star struck. Brent approached her and asked if I could get a picture (I felt like I was 7 at this point in time) she was way sweet and so so tiny! I had no idea she was so small. She also confirmed that she would be on the next season of dancing with the stars. So there you go folks the inside scoop! </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaitrkAZbI/AAAAAAAAANc/VaYmCkRBZwQ/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaitrkAZbI/AAAAAAAAANc/VaYmCkRBZwQ/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361151312102712754" /></a><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaitJA8mqI/AAAAAAAAANU/1TCMq-fccek/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaitJA8mqI/AAAAAAAAANU/1TCMq-fccek/s320/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361151302828858018" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Headed up the canyon for a overnight with the Stewarts.... and got the last site available, which was completely trashed!! (see pics below)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaishqcIeI/AAAAAAAAANM/mWIyBO6UMVw/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaishqcIeI/AAAAAAAAANM/mWIyBO6UMVw/s320/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361151292265472482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> What a charming couple!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaisEuV8eI/AAAAAAAAANE/LFLDSbujGXs/s1600-h/IMG_0855.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaisEuV8eI/AAAAAAAAANE/LFLDSbujGXs/s320/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361151284497215970" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">ARE YOU SERIOUS???!!! I was so disgusted that someone would just leave all their trash expecting someone else to clean it up. I tried to enjoy the night but I just kept looking over at that pile of garbage. So if this belongs to you or you know whose it may be I would like a word!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Take only pictures, leave only footprints!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Got it??!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">good.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/Smair4tZMFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DpkMbyE4LTY/s1600-h/IMG_0856.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/Smair4tZMFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/DpkMbyE4LTY/s320/IMG_0856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361151281272008786" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagD36N3vI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lnVZV3pJlPU/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagD36N3vI/AAAAAAAAAM0/lnVZV3pJlPU/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148394839334642" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">WORST TO FIRST!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">for real! The Digis softball team recently won the local tournament after being the last seat. It was a pretty intense three weeks with two double headers.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagDZwb8gI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mFY0W8oFXb4/s1600-h/IMG_0876.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagDZwb8gI/AAAAAAAAAMs/mFY0W8oFXb4/s320/IMG_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148386745250306" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagCw7OCZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p3Ys57d137o/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagCw7OCZI/AAAAAAAAAMk/p3Ys57d137o/s320/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148375784622482" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm his #1 fan!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagCRSYYWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nMORFF8BcWw/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagCRSYYWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nMORFF8BcWw/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148367291834722" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Trophy Wives, yeah thats right!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagB-gCTvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/L053TdSJ2pM/s1600-h/IMG_0900.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmagB-gCTvI/AAAAAAAAAMU/L053TdSJ2pM/s320/IMG_0900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361148362248834802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It's also nice to just kick back and spend the night in :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-80102027140372421112009-07-21T20:57:00.000-07:002009-07-21T21:54:14.597-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />Nashville Y'ALL!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Brent spent 4 days in Nashville TN. Brent did a 3 day consulting gig and I just knew I couldn't stand to be away from him for that long.... it's only been 7 months give me a break! So I was able to just have the days all to myself. I spent my time shopping, exploring, laying out, and just relaxing. We loved TN, it was gorgeous and chuck full of some of the sweetest people. Thanks Brian and Emily for letting us stay with you guys.... your so great!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLzR6kcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/l-CODbEG02c/s1600-h/IMG_0769.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLzR6kcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/l-CODbEG02c/s320/IMG_0769.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361136436407603650" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">GQ pose with some amazing chips and guac!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLVcRZuI/AAAAAAAAAME/dvo1VJ7YBG8/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLVcRZuI/AAAAAAAAAME/dvo1VJ7YBG8/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361136428397979362" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">downtown Franklin such a cute little town</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLNwylGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n69dbDTiopA/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVLNwylGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/n69dbDTiopA/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361136426336556130" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nashville temple.... it's just s little guy</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVKseAd8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/EayvnHFRWAk/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVKseAd8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/EayvnHFRWAk/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361136417399404482" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My future house... someday</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVKb0pl2I/AAAAAAAAALs/vgGvb0GmAYg/s1600-h/IMG_0801.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaVKb0pl2I/AAAAAAAAALs/vgGvb0GmAYg/s320/IMG_0801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361136412930971490" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">While Brent was working I just had 3 days to myself so I spent a lot of my time just exploring. I found this super old cemetery, a lot of the graves dated back to the 1800s neat!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS8_UbAkI/AAAAAAAAALk/BRR-4tqLkN4/s1600-h/IMG_0802.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS8_UbAkI/AAAAAAAAALk/BRR-4tqLkN4/s320/IMG_0802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361133982918050370" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Only in the south.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS8bux7II/AAAAAAAAALc/ttuNGhmyl7g/s1600-h/IMG_0809.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS8bux7II/AAAAAAAAALc/ttuNGhmyl7g/s320/IMG_0809.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361133973364927618" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Downtown Nashville</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS70OS_JI/AAAAAAAAALU/jrj9iS3cPq0/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS70OS_JI/AAAAAAAAALU/jrj9iS3cPq0/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361133962759699602" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Country Music Hall of Fame</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS7kRHqWI/AAAAAAAAALM/GT4grN9Sj6g/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS7kRHqWI/AAAAAAAAALM/GT4grN9Sj6g/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361133958476573026" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">PARTY ANIMALS! </div><div style="text-align: center;">you have no idea what I had to go through to finally convince Brent to take this picture with me..... he always accuses me of being too touristy. give me a break!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS7Cg81FI/AAAAAAAAALE/aBMz2Zm3s6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0816.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaS7Cg81FI/AAAAAAAAALE/aBMz2Zm3s6Q/s320/IMG_0816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361133949416166482" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Tennessee Titans stadium</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQl9U5x4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uBM46rYb0aw/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQl9U5x4I/AAAAAAAAAK8/uBM46rYb0aw/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361131388222949250" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">CMT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQlTH8oXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ogkZJ1ON3x4/s1600-h/IMG_0827.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQlTH8oXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ogkZJ1ON3x4/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361131376894321010" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Honky Tonk Bar!! great music!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQlMbqgFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ALUTo7jOH2w/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQlMbqgFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ALUTo7jOH2w/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361131375097970770" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Grand Ole Opry</div><div style="text-align: center;">(the original) </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQkih0vMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fPC5Lrfg4ko/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQkih0vMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/fPC5Lrfg4ko/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361131363849518274" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Brent looked up where Stev McNair was killed and we just HAD to drive past and snap a pic.</div><div style="text-align: center;">(Lea and 2nd)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQkK-wLWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/amqD8GTbMqs/s1600-h/IMG_0837.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaQkK-wLWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/amqD8GTbMqs/s320/IMG_0837.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361131357528403298" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The elevator at our hotel. pretty SWANKY!!</div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-49113303817735785802009-07-21T20:07:00.000-07:002009-07-28T11:28:08.913-07:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Cambria;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICAN...... AND ME!</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361116924717656082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDcEkhaBI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WhSrflvEWHE/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" /></span><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Brent surprised me with flowers a few days before my burfday, they were HUGE!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDcoj8hRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Nxex0o-YetM/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361116934378915090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDcoj8hRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Nxex0o-YetM/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">My boss surprised me with an ice cream cake, he found out I like reese's and added them himself... YUM!! </div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDdJMnfrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DVhwg-B-e9k/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361116943139438258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDdJMnfrI/AAAAAAAAAI8/DVhwg-B-e9k/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Livin' the good life!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDdvHFirI/AAAAAAAAAJE/gOgQGuhdWr8/s1600-h/IMG_0709.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361116953316788914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDdvHFirI/AAAAAAAAAJE/gOgQGuhdWr8/s320/IMG_0709.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />We spent the weekend of the 4th at Bear Lake</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDeBggJoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/k6VaR2NbnIs/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361116958255228546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaDeBggJoI/AAAAAAAAAJM/k6VaR2NbnIs/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The girlies</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEYe6DLYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fSJ1kyhYASM/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361117962579422594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEYe6DLYI/AAAAAAAAAJU/fSJ1kyhYASM/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The patriotic fruit pizza Tressa made</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEYx1WfII/AAAAAAAAAJc/mxcuFIood9w/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361117967659990146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEYx1WfII/AAAAAAAAAJc/mxcuFIood9w/s320/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">We found a park and just took it easy</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEZXrhw8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/niSnsbhhNYw/s1600-h/IMG_0728.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361117977819333570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEZXrhw8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/niSnsbhhNYw/s320/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaHZ8_BMfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mpR71Zm5PGw/s1600-h/IMG_0752.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361121286368080370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaHZ8_BMfI/AAAAAAAAAKU/mpR71Zm5PGw/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">He is at such a fun stage<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaFQbvj5eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R6eLNzOSVKg/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361118923802797538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaFQbvj5eI/AAAAAAAAAKE/R6eLNzOSVKg/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><br /></span></span><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaFQwPVhII/AAAAAAAAAKM/8NkSGCpap-k/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361118929304781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaFQwPVhII/AAAAAAAAAKM/8NkSGCpap-k/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEaE_ACDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1nFPVQBZ4DI/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361117989980604466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEaE_ACDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1nFPVQBZ4DI/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEZuM-v0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VYYr97seYIE/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361117983865225026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SmaEZuM-v0I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VYYr97seYIE/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000ee;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"><br /></span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Ha ha!! my favorite... he looks like an old man</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">you could say I'm OBSESSED!!</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-71972179493565908532009-06-29T11:45:00.000-07:002009-06-29T13:03:52.723-07:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">As of late.....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I sure LOVE summer!! It feels like it's just one thing after another and we are almost never home, but busy is the way we like it! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">One of my BFs from high school recently left on a mission to Washington DC so a couple of us got together for dinner at Idle Isle.</div><div><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkU6QJhgTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9dPU-WLQPuI/s1600-h/P1020048.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkU6QJhgTI/AAAAAAAAAH8/9dPU-WLQPuI/s320/P1020048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352832623106425138" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Michelle with our white chicken chili... AMAZING!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUOlzGiaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/96RskWCB4Lw/s1600-h/P1020051.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUOlzGiaI/AAAAAAAAAH0/96RskWCB4Lw/s320/P1020051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352831873003719074" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Cait and Kim</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUOTdKtOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FDulSxhKCBc/s1600-h/P1020055.JPG"></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUOTdKtOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FDulSxhKCBc/s1600-h/P1020055.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUOTdKtOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FDulSxhKCBc/s320/P1020055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352831868079879394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUN_aN7RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/H2RAI6pOJmk/s1600-h/P1020056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUN_aN7RI/AAAAAAAAAHk/H2RAI6pOJmk/s320/P1020056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352831862698798354" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Baby Eric is getting SO big..... playing with grandpa</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUNSaCVtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WnHVMNZYfWQ/s1600-h/P1020081.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkUNSaCVtI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WnHVMNZYfWQ/s320/P1020081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352831850618443474" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">This is Jasper, the SADDEST dog in the WORLD! poor thing, he is so old.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRYTJwrRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GDi6rqqNXm4/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRYTJwrRI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GDi6rqqNXm4/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828741262290194" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Our hike up snow canyon in SG</div></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRYODYn0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/DLJqWaBHin0/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRYODYn0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/DLJqWaBHin0/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRYODYn0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/DLJqWaBHin0/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828739893370690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Taking it all in!</div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRX9TuDgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/v-TjZO_XGak/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRX9TuDgI/AAAAAAAAAG8/v-TjZO_XGak/s320/IMG_0616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828735398481410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">He is so hott! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRXWDkOLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AZ9254qcPPs/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRXWDkOLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/AZ9254qcPPs/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828724861745330" /></a> </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">hiking in hot sand... not fun!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Brought back so many childhood memories.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRXPT426I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0MmnQZGYjuk/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkRXPT426I/AAAAAAAAAGs/0MmnQZGYjuk/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352828723051158434" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Melis at Poncho and Leftys. Delish!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOLjobp4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZN-x5ePHglg/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOLjobp4I/AAAAAAAAAGk/ZN-x5ePHglg/s320/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825223812720514" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">driving range</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOLEfpzyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_2An_e-EXfg/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOLEfpzyI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_2An_e-EXfg/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825215454400290" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm still learning but the golf glove does make me look pretty legit!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOK7mO_OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CNbRdyCQTkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOK7mO_OI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CNbRdyCQTkQ/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825213066083554" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Great form!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOKvuheQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FljWNVqWp-4/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOKvuheQI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FljWNVqWp-4/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825209879623938" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">We finally did it! Painted the master GREEN! all while watching classic Michael Jackson music videos. Me and Skip agree you were pretty amazing! R.I.P</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOKZf451I/AAAAAAAAAGE/yiTZ5TpzkkY/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkOKZf451I/AAAAAAAAAGE/yiTZ5TpzkkY/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352825203912664914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMz8qfkRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Twx3TivCbvo/s1600-h/IMG_0666.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMz8qfkRI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Twx3TivCbvo/s320/IMG_0666.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823718703763730" /></a><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">And it is GREEN!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">p.s. that HUGE TV is so white trash, but we got it for $30 can't beat that!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMzpfKYsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NEGglW7Yq0M/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMzpfKYsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NEGglW7Yq0M/s320/IMG_0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823713555964610" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I need some MAJOR help. It ended up turning out a ton brighter then we were planning and I need to tone it down with something on the wall. Brent thinks like a white shelf or something but I totally think that would clash with our cream/brown dresser (see above pic) or do we need a couple colorful pillows on the bed? by the way we also have dark brown curtains that match the bed spread so I need feed back. What does this wall need????? HELP!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMzAliz4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/WnW7txVg2UM/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMzAliz4I/AAAAAAAAAFs/WnW7txVg2UM/s320/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823702576877442" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">First boating of the season... it felt good!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMyxoBtGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/f1lG9dTN_UY/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMyxoBtGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/f1lG9dTN_UY/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823698560758882" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">INTENSE!!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMyv0HZmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uDV15jDa6Qc/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkkMyv0HZmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/uDV15jDa6Qc/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352823698074592866" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My first time getting up on one ski!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">As you can tell by the full body wet suit I don't handle cold water well. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Some would call me a baby...... and I'm ok with that</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9066347840676879214.post-65716069514709717802009-06-23T20:01:00.000-07:002009-06-23T21:01:18.019-07:00Welcome Back!!!<div><br /></div><div>The Skippers are back and in full swing! As most of you know thus far all of our posts have been done by Skip aka Brent. Well today I had a realization.... our blog is LAME! haha It is definatly NOT because of Brent. I actually really enjoy his posts and hope he continues, but I think we need them more often then every 6 months or so. That's where I come in. I will admit I have been pretty reluctant to get on and blog myself, mostly because I have no patience when it comes to slow internet and I see everyone else's creative blogs and feel like I just can't compete! But I have given it a lot of thought and feel like it is my best shot at keeping some sort of a journal! So here it goes.....</div><div><br /></div><div>We recently went on a trip back to Dothan, Alabama (where Brent's from). It was such a great trip and provided us with some much needed relaxation! </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGbQz8FkxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hDNU_5s1yRE/s1600-h/P1010993.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGbQz8FkxI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hDNU_5s1yRE/s320/P1010993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350728545415303954" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">But before we left Brett and Melis sent us off with one intense game of BOCCI BALL!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGbQT8A7uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ITge4p9kOjc/s1600-h/P1020007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGbQT8A7uI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ITge4p9kOjc/s320/P1020007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350728536825065186" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaXnusjpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uUd4O_oQ-ow/s1600-h/IMG_0575.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaXnusjpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uUd4O_oQ-ow/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350727562885369490" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">We went down to Santa Rosa beach and Panama City for a couple of days</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaXcEcF4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7K-5yA_2-Ck/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaXcEcF4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/7K-5yA_2-Ck/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350727559755339650" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">The beach was absolutely gorgeous! The sand was as white as sugar </div><div style="text-align: center;">and the water as warm as a bath. </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaWW2gxSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w-6aZANJ-0E/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaWW2gxSI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w-6aZANJ-0E/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350727541174879522" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaWOj72RI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zkc5wSTSQcI/s1600-h/IMG_0599.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGaWOj72RI/AAAAAAAAAEk/zkc5wSTSQcI/s320/IMG_0599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350727538949478674" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">This little guy scared us all half to death when it hid in the newspaper. Brent was the only one brave enough to pick him up, AJ gave a valiant effort as well.</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZI7eJpcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9gZ09nWU0Yw/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZI7eJpcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/9gZ09nWU0Yw/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350726210975016386" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Mini Golf! we were going for a hole in one on every hole.... I think we got 3</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZIaGU8_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/uRdF-L6h5Zo/s1600-h/P1020035.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZIaGU8_I/AAAAAAAAAEU/uRdF-L6h5Zo/s320/P1020035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350726202016723954" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Me and Brooklyn! you should hear this little one's accent..... DARLING!!</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZIHjmRiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ujH8MpX-wH0/s1600-h/IMG_0601.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZIHjmRiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ujH8MpX-wH0/s320/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350726197039220258" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Natalie, Lyndsay, Me, Carol</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">P.S. Brent DOES have a father.... he's just never in pictures </div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZH5luFbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nmPGrI6kph4/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZH5luFbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/nmPGrI6kph4/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350726193290024370" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">At the airport with Aunt Naomi and Uncle Truman. Truman video tapes everything!!! They were there as soon as we pulled up to tape us getting our tickets and checking our bags haha too sweet!</div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZHaN2N2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/V5j-NmBweeY/s1600-h/IMG_0609.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C5InSQjhgP4/SkGZHaN2N2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/V5j-NmBweeY/s320/IMG_0609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350726184868394850" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Waiting at the airport.... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh it was a great trip!<br /></div>Brent Skipperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07544900807602790314noreply@blogger.com1