tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18927985970664971092024-02-06T18:59:57.886-08:00The California WhitesJoin us as we stay put for a few five years (imagine that!) and enjoy the warm sun here in California!Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-8218064460464107602013-12-22T20:55:00.000-08:002013-12-22T21:59:04.878-08:00Our summer of fun-Part 2<div><br></div><div><br></div><div>We headed up to Snowbird and left Dad in CA. We even got Josh to go up the tram! (This was a big deal.) We got a day pass and did the Alpine Slide with Josh and Nathan a bunch of times. The kids love Snowbird!</div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgom2R13oRbjYACp_GE7Q0U-jcM8gdl0PxXSTkb9fFyQ-bXTXdMvpdn3n4HVyfj8qBUzMI41cg7rXCpffe_lj3T9HcFKduEXphBq8PhOTQOZEH3hgaq034Oq9SkRRE65w49d1WgenhbX0YT/I/photo_868559.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div></div><div><br></div>We met our friends the Retkowski's (from Virginia) at the Children's Museum in Salt Lake. Josh had lots of fun playing with Hannah. This is them in a tornado tunnel.<div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOB6Syk1Lk59a4DVkoX1LCnlbbNrLkiKoxnMPQNpd51-6icLjZDmkF3FlbvIdCjhbwzsSROTZq35kJB1MGY_Bax1eY0dymiAlYoeKXbuh-_wuk3Df-u6r3S_VrWi8JdtbmB6RMqP8Vn-VT/I/photo_72884.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br><br> <br></div><br>We had lots of fun in Provo bowling and hanging out at Grandma's. Michael started his love/hate relationship with Daisy the dog. Poor Daisy.<div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0gcDepR9rafWmxITjiUoEbKtksfL8MH69JLgTk539pRZX8qZVJrcZjUy2xoTE5SQgU4K6Lz4jTSdVsPmwLTBj2pHy8O_GO2PHajTDAxkbuc_LjkD_yTacNI8N1aLUCQ179z88nVx7VG9R/I/photo_245339.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br></div> <br>Nathan turned 4. He really wanted a fire cake. I found some fancy ideas on Pinterest and then decided making it out of sprinkles would be just as great (and way easier!) so that's what we did! Nathan still informs everyone who will listen that he is NOT 3 anymore but FOUR! (Even though it has been 4 months...)<br> </div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vhI9XBC1AJg3D-ECxic3k7P6K0rUP1Ho7EbI9TQwJWYVaFKgunB38hLj2cZmIlZChuMVeSfuGvaLYXKhvMUKNzSDCepTC4iJfhVI6Yhnxxuje9-iL955LqWwmewmmABoHAdprcpsOxj_/I/photo_547394.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Up-MPhm009F2Sbl-3u5nygeTLN37C4lIemBJe0eTf0yx1pDEGh0aBH8hPrrWj5VT5QYoq86wPUWfa7Fja1ya4g8nun49V7EOtPlysnfL-eTD8npeErkaWRJYsw-2f1wHxSUyVNY9VbCM/I/photo_118626.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br>And the highlight of our summer was that Uncle Zach came home from a 2 year mission to Paraguay. My boys prayed for him EVERY day he was gone. And it wasn't me reminding them, because I forgot. They were just good. In fact, he is still usually a subject of their prayers. We are convinced this is why Zach has been having so many good things happen to him since he has been home.<br> <div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2z6xFYedi1eihdwnrxbJIWvkIxiWm9Xhl9w1cMAHCmE6-CqHtND3OM6SNRcciO4pKKFvLZAKZlkcRY3aAmliG9InQy1hCPqbq82DcLrBq9e2t5u-DRuuV-pct8_QzTgV1sq8BB_vSr6QJ/I/photo_507170.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br></div>A few days after Zach got home, Justin, Emily, Justin's Mom and I ran the Hobble Creek Half Marathon. It was fun to run with Emily during the race. Though she kicked my trash even though she was 5 months pregnant.<div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJgHxUyTElbYrDOs20OOsBgjq6eEbLogp2SP4OInFqDgqj1nw-hq-AmCyXgxINSVfVd5lE5Zvm7Vp1cyypBTkBVBQbt5CLvT_N321rFHe6QaUooTef5Hc0xgB9TDVmvuLDaSBn2x0TN5ON/I/photo_252006.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br><br> <br></div> And I look so terrible in this photo because I just fainted right before. The race beat me up!<br> <div>We actually had the entire White Family together for the first time in years which meant family PICTURES! It was an awesome summer and we were pretty sad to go home to start school at the end of it.<br> </div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO812gj6Ipe870rB6sns7pC4BxB-_FO2G3WcSSIbEg46KGQ7lXGK6mqDQuibPUBChk3DTX0oQWc3Nw3ioKSqt_oShV1Ge6Z0UZHGD0Ddre9WHAMmKVgybttdd8FGMsI5vZwBiQ3ts6xIY5/I/photo_992391.jpg" border="0" class="bloggoimg"></div><br><br> <br></div><br><br> Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-1778395467266237562013-08-24T09:22:00.000-07:002013-08-24T12:18:02.032-07:00Our summer of fun-Part 1<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">I got home a week and a half before Justin and so my mom drove back with me to California. My sister Katie and her 3 kids followed close behind. We went to the science center and the beach. My Dad, Jacob, Steph, Dan and Pete's new wife Valerie then joined us for a Disney adventure. Here are the kiddos watching fireworks.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">We then all headed up to Monterey to where Pete and Valerie moved. (Pete was at army basic training) Steph's husband Josh joined us for the 4th of July. We went to the Monterey Bay Aquarium and had a blast!</span><br />
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Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-48215870023999260682012-12-02T07:08:00.001-08:002012-12-02T07:08:26.757-08:00Halloween & Santa Barbara<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: inherit;">One Halloween pic, just for archival purposes. Mario, a tiger, and Jake (from Jake and the Neverland Pirates)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">November has been busy. But super fun. We went to Santa Barbara so I could run a half marathon with Jaclyn. I was slow, but she didn't care. That was nice. Justin and I spent the rest of the 3 day weekend trying to figure out how we could make enough money so we could move to Santa Barbara. Seriously. Beautiful.</span><br />
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Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-11860550005565681812012-10-11T18:59:00.002-07:002012-11-01T22:21:13.453-07:00Santa Monica Trip<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Justin's cousin got married in L.A. a couple of weeks ago and we decided to make a day trip out of it. We had never been to Santa Monica, so we chose that as our destination. It has been SO hot, we thought maybe we'd get a little relief!</div>
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Ladies and gentlemen, we have a Kindergartener on our hands! Joshua is a champ thus far and it has already been a blast to hear about what he does all day. It's a big change for Nathan and Michael, and mostly MOM, to have big brother gone for 6 hours a day, but we are surviving...<br />
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Buying a new (pretty!) piano. We actually moved so that I could teach more. And I decided I wanted a new piano to teach on! So now I have two. And a little more space to do it in.</div>
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So I know I am behind the times here, but I don't think I have mentioned that my sister Katie is going through the process of adopting from Ukraine right now. She is hoping to bring their little girl home sometime this summer. I thought I'd post her blog here for anyone to go see. We are pretty excited!<br />
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<a href="http://changinglives-oneatatime.blogspot.com/%20">changinglives-oneatatime.blogspot.com/ </a><br />
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</div>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-12836348577580854122012-01-04T10:05:00.000-08:002012-01-04T17:36:42.675-08:00Michael's life-in pictures!Sleeping with Dad one of the first days he was home:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1GyVk3psEhosbGc2fRhOXDb8rIBX9EiaYkjgJcDchLvfcVQpxmHDFQa-nlYwCS1qxbiR9IiKtpRroLtmsouWlAA_ZwA8ccu2KnSvnnJNaoKEqAxBgyAx3HCQKnonZn-REPctX_RPyyPY/s1600/IMG_1993.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz1GyVk3psEhosbGc2fRhOXDb8rIBX9EiaYkjgJcDchLvfcVQpxmHDFQa-nlYwCS1qxbiR9IiKtpRroLtmsouWlAA_ZwA8ccu2KnSvnnJNaoKEqAxBgyAx3HCQKnonZn-REPctX_RPyyPY/s320/IMG_1993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693949796429579090" /></a><br />Posing on the couch:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnVBQEkBH_sBInEGSQPwhOQuaz-RVKuSLTYOFxRho7KPLI-vBjZC4lnXuI8Abc2AgL63wZ_RRgfar-wfBJ3iSSinypMbm8OrimsvOkPJYew0dI4CXUjUpTtnyN17UYxGBYmWZxOfs4Ncl/s1600/IMG_0380.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOnVBQEkBH_sBInEGSQPwhOQuaz-RVKuSLTYOFxRho7KPLI-vBjZC4lnXuI8Abc2AgL63wZ_RRgfar-wfBJ3iSSinypMbm8OrimsvOkPJYew0dI4CXUjUpTtnyN17UYxGBYmWZxOfs4Ncl/s320/IMG_0380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693949796417670242" /></a><br />One month old:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4SkaFXK4TeTXSjBteLcx4sfhKe8NRNmkCXbH0pJ8q9gMlk5DrzJYEXp4-Bl8AXxvhYXb5rgysj1C6ndmADhrBoYtt0frMqOpZw7SeZcM2mWRHaxnih0yuX2d0BOCYvTt8WmuCqF2dd87/s1600/IMG_2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf4SkaFXK4TeTXSjBteLcx4sfhKe8NRNmkCXbH0pJ8q9gMlk5DrzJYEXp4-Bl8AXxvhYXb5rgysj1C6ndmADhrBoYtt0frMqOpZw7SeZcM2mWRHaxnih0yuX2d0BOCYvTt8WmuCqF2dd87/s320/IMG_2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693949805795244978" /></a><br />Blessing day-Michael and his 3 living great grandmothers:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlfttdH1SjRWkzZDeHBvllyLpHVMCqbA5Z03jWeA_hAdms_3ybBIsV8cIq67bum5PMWTwKc1cTyRu2eMtmOR1WOjQT5URT1mZXWrpA9M8mDm-PKdBYAmUVKZWXHYTWn9hP2oClCVgdhYD/s1600/IMG_2061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDlfttdH1SjRWkzZDeHBvllyLpHVMCqbA5Z03jWeA_hAdms_3ybBIsV8cIq67bum5PMWTwKc1cTyRu2eMtmOR1WOjQT5URT1mZXWrpA9M8mDm-PKdBYAmUVKZWXHYTWn9hP2oClCVgdhYD/s320/IMG_2061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693950464381201922" /></a><br />Helping Grandpa White with his new Christmas present:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDvxWQn37D88NdTWP8N-nDRxu32YxxuaT9gFxrva0ITOuat6yZs3Ir8Y26vXzsf3DVw5t8RKZmSP4JTu7Pz3D6Zg_j2pSF67lbcYfTsyf17snBg2ihV0XgwEllrvl9tuEc5YuBqmsaqcQ/s1600/IMG_2025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDvxWQn37D88NdTWP8N-nDRxu32YxxuaT9gFxrva0ITOuat6yZs3Ir8Y26vXzsf3DVw5t8RKZmSP4JTu7Pz3D6Zg_j2pSF67lbcYfTsyf17snBg2ihV0XgwEllrvl9tuEc5YuBqmsaqcQ/s320/IMG_2025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693949811219215058" /></a><br />A couple of family pictures:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK4tKwQFj3l0_PAXRepVZ7hzU9TkP9CRNGZkA0FX2IRM2i2l_ObIuEqmKlbV0zc02s0KagphWuCF4pj3mnTTRnHIEcpigcbzqcugynksRSbBFsNCuJXwUJIMcYoI4pIzh8ykbyWZy01x4d/s1600/IMG_2049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK4tKwQFj3l0_PAXRepVZ7hzU9TkP9CRNGZkA0FX2IRM2i2l_ObIuEqmKlbV0zc02s0KagphWuCF4pj3mnTTRnHIEcpigcbzqcugynksRSbBFsNCuJXwUJIMcYoI4pIzh8ykbyWZy01x4d/s320/IMG_2049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693950467040502930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhbXKQSCxJ2CX7aHeQFvYdSpx3Y0VDHyPY-EZeQAKUZU6m_4cDvZJ28Y2bV8bfWt10mb4MKoofAqsYTeW1BBlymqlfuLBjSDJOtuF4K2Tx3yR1BorHjt7pI3IjmVdBNP0YxxvjfOzEwcU/s1600/IMG_2032.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhbXKQSCxJ2CX7aHeQFvYdSpx3Y0VDHyPY-EZeQAKUZU6m_4cDvZJ28Y2bV8bfWt10mb4MKoofAqsYTeW1BBlymqlfuLBjSDJOtuF4K2Tx3yR1BorHjt7pI3IjmVdBNP0YxxvjfOzEwcU/s320/IMG_2032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693950479276648018" /></a><br />All of the grandkids on the White side:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5rL1aFlsBEsxQ435E11jV_MsKV2FeEkyYa-T_GA7AwHfIALSeNOoIcWBEQiL7dIWCXQpfsmKjnDqDR63y5Z09qr0U_yPzkuHUSDi_lPNjbVobkT4p3H96_kptiTcYmtYi2Zp3pzIvIgn/s1600/IMG_2066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5rL1aFlsBEsxQ435E11jV_MsKV2FeEkyYa-T_GA7AwHfIALSeNOoIcWBEQiL7dIWCXQpfsmKjnDqDR63y5Z09qr0U_yPzkuHUSDi_lPNjbVobkT4p3H96_kptiTcYmtYi2Zp3pzIvIgn/s320/IMG_2066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693949816803762018" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-57742396700771342092011-11-30T14:18:00.001-08:002011-11-30T14:35:07.028-08:00My boysI have 4 boys in my life now. Wahoooooo! Love them to pieces. I thought I'd do a little newborn baby comparison of my 3 little boys to see their baby pictures side by side.<br /><br />Joshua Monroe<br />born 7/21/2007<br />8 lbs. 8 oz.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt0LfdvL4462UZDbaw2j-9UCWR77XeFo2IkqqKQtLgwHeCEwHfDFn_IKNVOs5BbwoXYEhWQh0bkko3CxgyiDBmUzQVdeGepBJC-SF2QBMsf_8FtbfSOriNkfRYKKstWcYwjv46ePj84Us/s1600/joshua2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIt0LfdvL4462UZDbaw2j-9UCWR77XeFo2IkqqKQtLgwHeCEwHfDFn_IKNVOs5BbwoXYEhWQh0bkko3CxgyiDBmUzQVdeGepBJC-SF2QBMsf_8FtbfSOriNkfRYKKstWcYwjv46ePj84Us/s320/joshua2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680920559978657602" /></a><br /><br />Nathan Fred<br />born 8/7/2009<br />6 lbs. 0 oz.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfkIHi05WylvxbBLvWukm7zAYiw00UJdkZWswcC_HLSqcMwSdAJIwGSIpEH8f6vorE07OeOQvSEilocVU3PC9Ssw4Lt2_XJ-rryvaU-jkEkmrFVvZcnyR8PIeyodRuzsLajaCmjnuSW3Hr/s1600/IMG_6277_2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfkIHi05WylvxbBLvWukm7zAYiw00UJdkZWswcC_HLSqcMwSdAJIwGSIpEH8f6vorE07OeOQvSEilocVU3PC9Ssw4Lt2_XJ-rryvaU-jkEkmrFVvZcnyR8PIeyodRuzsLajaCmjnuSW3Hr/s320/IMG_6277_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680917716557124066" /></a><br /><br />Michael Reid<br />born 11/21/2011<br />7 lbs 6 oz<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYw5N_jmdnK_sG9s1X8paEevbkFqSNanCDB-pneW5oA2-Jp0uOdWHtxeo7xrSBEgJ1vwHOzxkcWFIUBPRkmc1WKp0H-GUXWFF_GkAv8EnYXqTi5oJ_NZFcSnbAUfFURGCsOxeIbvxyA4IW/s1600/New+Michael.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYw5N_jmdnK_sG9s1X8paEevbkFqSNanCDB-pneW5oA2-Jp0uOdWHtxeo7xrSBEgJ1vwHOzxkcWFIUBPRkmc1WKp0H-GUXWFF_GkAv8EnYXqTi5oJ_NZFcSnbAUfFURGCsOxeIbvxyA4IW/s320/New+Michael.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680917710769302114" /></a><br /><br />So far the boys are loving baby Michael and are so sweet with him. And after a short stay in the NICU, we are super glad to be all home as a family!Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-20331268554518455522011-08-26T14:01:00.000-07:002011-08-26T14:28:28.269-07:00weddings, birthdays, babies and missionsThat sure sounds like a lot to hear about in one post, huh! I will try not to bore you. We have been adventuring for over a month now and I thought I had better post something. I flew with my mom and the boys to Washington DC in July for my sisters wedding. Stephanie and Josh had a lovely wedding in a little garden behind a church. Josh's dad is a minister and performed the ceremony. It was just perfect. We love Josh and are so happy to have a new member of our family. In our little family we refer to him as "the big Josh". He taught our Josh how to do some skateboarding while we were out there and that was pretty cool. I haven't gotten copies of pictures yet, so I will have to post one of the happy couple later.
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<br />We also got to spend a little time downtown as a family. This is Justin and the boys trying to push over the Washington monument. Josh was super fascinated by the monument and it was the only request that he to do while we were there. He wanted to go close to it. I am sure glad their muscles weren't QUITE strong enough to knock it down!
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<br />Joshua also turned 4 while we were in DC! I know I should be posting a picture of the birthday boys, but I don't want to bore with pictures and I am quite proud of my cake-copying skills this year. My mom helped me recreating both of the kids birthday cakes. The ideas came from the Disney Family Fun magazine-my new favorite! Joshua saw this pirate map one and he HAD to have it. It was pretty adorable. The one thing he kept telling me for the weeks leading up to his birthday was, "but Mom, the volcano on my cake is just a pretend one, right? Because if hot lava comes out then we will have to run." We just kept it to a chocolate volcano.
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<br />We got back from DC and headed staight up to Snowbird for a few days with Justin's family. At the end of the week, my parents took the boys for the weekend while Justin and I finished the late celebration of our 5 year anniversary. We stayed in the bed and breakfast we stayed in when we first got married. It was an awesome relaxing weekend!
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<br />Nathan's birthday was on August 7th. He wanted a fish cake. He told me that for weeks before his birthday. Actually, it started out as just "a big cake", but fish became the theme before too long.
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<br />Since Nathan's birthday we have mostly been in Provo where Justin is doing some research with the Wheatley Institution in exchange for the payment of his trip to Poland in June. We are having a blast hanging out with family. Emily, Bryan, Penny, and Isla came up from San Diego for the week before Justin's brother Zach went into the MTC. Baby Isla is one of our new fascinations. Nathan loves her. She, on the other hand seemed fascinated by Justin. (I am too!)
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<br />Here we are with Zach right before he went into the MTC. He's going to Paraguay. We have loved talking about missionaries and missions. Josh even asked me out of the blue the other day, "Mom, where am I going to go on my mission?" Super cute.
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<br />Oh yeah, and I also posted this picture so you could all see my growing belly. I feel like I am 8 months pregnant instead of 6, but oh well. We have gotten lots of peeks at the little guy, the most recent being yesterday. Joshua and Nathan got to see him on the ultrasound for the first time and thought it was pretty neat. My due date is December 7th, but the ultrasound yesterday said I was measuring a week early, so we'll see. We are sure excited for our new little addition, whenever he shows!
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<br />Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-66000397388510977432011-07-16T15:24:00.000-07:002011-07-16T15:38:25.581-07:00YosemiteWe went up last weekend to visit our dear friend Cristina in Modesto, CA. While there, we went for a day to Yosemite. We saw some pretty great water falls. Nathan loved them and kept saying "see a big water fall!" over and over again. Though Josh was somewhat fascinated with them, I think he was a little worried he would fall in or something, because he didn't really want to get very close. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzBikYABan5QBmyf55lpXGeViPJrHfM9aZd18oHLx2mnBDDChY1-vs4kirlYy997vD5FjdZ-Xic6ACoQ6aNePYpdqvRb8nMpbEVbEqBC_76yfxdWVF9zcP1lrwxFM7mK-b-VQQ8X5WyH3/s1600/IMG_1843.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBzBikYABan5QBmyf55lpXGeViPJrHfM9aZd18oHLx2mnBDDChY1-vs4kirlYy997vD5FjdZ-Xic6ACoQ6aNePYpdqvRb8nMpbEVbEqBC_76yfxdWVF9zcP1lrwxFM7mK-b-VQQ8X5WyH3/s320/IMG_1843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082048580702002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAfVtbO8tCTRyC8CBpfbTK5l-uyMtLawAiRILRwAFC42rhAL4yOTuSZhoJT-N3FyQKkypaG-D90Jb2p6eJx7hiPeHpEphsY1RYoukPtDIPcEWXDY-2fE1IStwfoze118Sev4UADq2CXGTS/s1600/IMG_1842.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAfVtbO8tCTRyC8CBpfbTK5l-uyMtLawAiRILRwAFC42rhAL4yOTuSZhoJT-N3FyQKkypaG-D90Jb2p6eJx7hiPeHpEphsY1RYoukPtDIPcEWXDY-2fE1IStwfoze118Sev4UADq2CXGTS/s320/IMG_1842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082046433030898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimBCahqIcu7oIUR9V8CWhs6JWutRkBhEft5pRWJNjrHsOQ2mnxsTB8k59gIYIdkS3uQEug7oJ0x3aAjR8G5pO8PFb7tWVZPTfIDkrsEJXU_4cYSLPO30TaYo3jOmwcBwEWOvcHwl4pMSF3/s1600/IMG_1854.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimBCahqIcu7oIUR9V8CWhs6JWutRkBhEft5pRWJNjrHsOQ2mnxsTB8k59gIYIdkS3uQEug7oJ0x3aAjR8G5pO8PFb7tWVZPTfIDkrsEJXU_4cYSLPO30TaYo3jOmwcBwEWOvcHwl4pMSF3/s320/IMG_1854.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082055996827538" /></a><br /><br /><br />The 2nd day we were up there, we went to Point Lobos State Reserve near Monterey. It was also beautiful. I think we spent an hour just throwing rocks into the tide pools. Will someone remind me why we even buy toys? Seriously. We had so much fun and can't wait to visit again!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu0swm5vB9hj7UaXay_lfxLtiFu1g27vWpEormy3NeM6HEakfcNMpHU2sXo250SbsS2W3cBiG73q54fxJUMiSLBDLVmy3IQlosGfnUQwpzW5KfRRM9Tb_6t3_YAAiSdMzpKx_Fic7mvA_/s1600/IMG_1867.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRu0swm5vB9hj7UaXay_lfxLtiFu1g27vWpEormy3NeM6HEakfcNMpHU2sXo250SbsS2W3cBiG73q54fxJUMiSLBDLVmy3IQlosGfnUQwpzW5KfRRM9Tb_6t3_YAAiSdMzpKx_Fic7mvA_/s320/IMG_1867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082757921266098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKKXbUZxR5Sg8M900p1ZwR8fRuyhTmlgT8qQjBJQ0hs2tDctfhh41Jv8g_3ZttPyuZzIGOL9rN5rXPKqXk6FO3Ww9n0YVoYp-7nG6N16tmOqLPDiAAmSn9wmmmeYY-rfaspWrrW2UjwHW/s1600/IMG_1865.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKKXbUZxR5Sg8M900p1ZwR8fRuyhTmlgT8qQjBJQ0hs2tDctfhh41Jv8g_3ZttPyuZzIGOL9rN5rXPKqXk6FO3Ww9n0YVoYp-7nG6N16tmOqLPDiAAmSn9wmmmeYY-rfaspWrrW2UjwHW/s320/IMG_1865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082756275618338" /></a><br /><br />I had to add this last picture of Nathan because he was so proud of himself. He was trying to be like Cristina, who was holding the water bottle in the pocket of her pants. His pocket wasn't big enough for the water bottle, so we made his shirt a "pocket". He's so cute.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVaTYJOttII3NX2JRx8-YzuIiBloEaEZs1SCZP0_0gLbXACi0h74Er1ZuCIEerHtoaEy-6bJZCziUQdkSt4KtNTwvn4XRNyVo1jJESozZ4t1Q4tdRJT471reXSKa2aXgFCjUWRugqvkEVS/s1600/IMG_1874.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVaTYJOttII3NX2JRx8-YzuIiBloEaEZs1SCZP0_0gLbXACi0h74Er1ZuCIEerHtoaEy-6bJZCziUQdkSt4KtNTwvn4XRNyVo1jJESozZ4t1Q4tdRJT471reXSKa2aXgFCjUWRugqvkEVS/s320/IMG_1874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630082760787848066" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-28570211895437976172011-05-13T14:15:00.000-07:002011-05-13T14:29:47.658-07:00Sharky and Bones<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZD782EWmfzVWuv_RcLipemPu0wEYecb4pg_kKUmBQiaIB-c3Nz0UOw9-UpKIRlghh2E1DjhfouBb-oP2_0iE5cx_NfMELCOlB5It0f2w9w2SdSjZva5Ag8Gokv5C6Yjn_tFsMeDFrTNGt/s1600/IMG_1784.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZD782EWmfzVWuv_RcLipemPu0wEYecb4pg_kKUmBQiaIB-c3Nz0UOw9-UpKIRlghh2E1DjhfouBb-oP2_0iE5cx_NfMELCOlB5It0f2w9w2SdSjZva5Ag8Gokv5C6Yjn_tFsMeDFrTNGt/s320/IMG_1784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606315548018069874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbygDyh8Bw6Gmx4BSlYsqht4gLdWmgNoYPzaGXfRwPurbfzX5KIxBoG3IcgD8Rpz10JTJclNyH_CnLWXkRr-leQ6020Wf3bNGPljvvrXyFy8V0tDhtS1QYnMWDkdkCLEX9bbWmeuINQLW/s1600/IMG_1785.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbygDyh8Bw6Gmx4BSlYsqht4gLdWmgNoYPzaGXfRwPurbfzX5KIxBoG3IcgD8Rpz10JTJclNyH_CnLWXkRr-leQ6020Wf3bNGPljvvrXyFy8V0tDhtS1QYnMWDkdkCLEX9bbWmeuINQLW/s320/IMG_1785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606315542242720418" /></a> <br />Josh's new favorite show is "Jake and the Neverland Pirates" on Disney Junior. Nathan rather likes it too. When I found out that Sharky and Bones were doing a free concert in LA at Union Station, we decided to take the kids to see it. There was even a special appearance from Jake! We had a blast and now every time we hear Sharky and Bones singing on TV, Josh says, "we saw them!" And I have lots of pirate songs going through my head aaaall the time...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYfObod7hU5isa0Hgy1fK4C-YHd3ElL0oe0S4Kolv4ZLy9NMYRTg2iA2r7B6eykT3MGKLubGULu91LT7lpm0DpZBs28Lwdghg7pnSoAoOsQoReQaAsaYaICebvT7aoEFy5kILmWjRxqEb/s1600/IMG_1781.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYfObod7hU5isa0Hgy1fK4C-YHd3ElL0oe0S4Kolv4ZLy9NMYRTg2iA2r7B6eykT3MGKLubGULu91LT7lpm0DpZBs28Lwdghg7pnSoAoOsQoReQaAsaYaICebvT7aoEFy5kILmWjRxqEb/s320/IMG_1781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606313404114468914" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR62tp5bDJ1mFBDjUQwAuWJt2A8ksvU3ttDU0FKaYzZ5FxdGsoHSKcRraUq_iMRC4Ck8Nwk022kbelKQtFqvhKHb8Mzyc24LRe1n64ZcFf2ljkTddO86TW3JjUbyVYaHM5hGGBLjN-b9bK/s1600/IMG_1790.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR62tp5bDJ1mFBDjUQwAuWJt2A8ksvU3ttDU0FKaYzZ5FxdGsoHSKcRraUq_iMRC4Ck8Nwk022kbelKQtFqvhKHb8Mzyc24LRe1n64ZcFf2ljkTddO86TW3JjUbyVYaHM5hGGBLjN-b9bK/s320/IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606313392651910370" /></a><br /><br />P.S. How have I not posted since February? Ai yi yi.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-1120594585932535612011-02-23T21:04:00.000-08:002011-02-23T21:20:02.849-08:00700 square feet of luxury(Side note: This is mostly for my husband because he gets automatic updates in his email when I write a new post...I don't know that anyone else does. I don't know that very many people actually read this either, but I don't care! Love you babe.)<br /><br />So our house is less than 700 square feet. We have toyed with the idea of renting elsewhere at times, but we cannot beat the price of University housing. There are a few things that I wish I could change, though. <br /><br />1. A garbage disposal. I want one. I hate digging out the gross things that are not supposed to go down the drain. It's gross. Ew. Ew. Ew.<br /><br />2. A counter. The only counter I really have is on top of my dryer. We actually have a big mov-able slab of wood on top of it, though, which actually makes it like a counter sort of. It has to be able to move because otherwise I wouldn't be able to empty the lint trap. Too bad that I have to empty the piles of things that are on TOP of the counter every time I need to discard the lint...<br /><br />3. Carpet/Paint, anything to make it a little less...plain. Tile floors, white-washed walls...it's just boring sometimes. Some day I am going to have every room in my house a different color, just because I can. And I am going to make my mom help me. (Don't worry, I doubt she'll ever read this)<br /><br />4. Speaking of the floors, I wish that every time I stepped on that squishy spot in front of the kitchen sink, I didn't think about all of the horrible things that must be going on under all of the layers of floor to make it that squishy. And the walls. They just paint a new layer every time someone moves in. I just try not to think about what got stuck in between every layer of paint...<br /><br />5. I know most of my neighbors would put this as one of their first ones-a dishwasher. I honestly don't mind too much the whole no-dishwasher thing. Justin makes a pretty good one. hehe. No, but really. I mostly just wish I had two more sinks so the dishes had somewhere to pile up.<br /><br />I probably could sit here for hours, but I won't. (And don't judge me if I have spelling mistakes and bad grammar. I am just trying to finish quickly before Justin gets home from class.) The cheesy point of my post is that even though there are things I would change about my physical surroundings if I had the chance-it's kind of fun and cozy and crazy doing it all with my sweet husband and two little guys. The neighborhood couldn't be better, and Justin makes it all seem like we're living in luxury. He treats me like a queen and Josh and Nathan are our little princes. And that is better than any counter or dishwasher ever could be.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-22990497141600596262011-01-29T19:20:00.000-08:002011-01-29T19:38:01.977-08:00New HobbyHere is what I have been doing with a few minutes here and a few minutes there. Most of this was done over Christmas break. Currently I am working on an afghan for my dear Mother. I LOVE love crocheting! (Thanks Em, I owe you big time)<br /><br />This one is for baby Annie who has yet to make her arrival...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXve1YvrhtucHjsPXd4jGb0abSFs2uok7jVV_npmAOMjpcQVXl_bbycIP1FgovrDeaLHXL0QrGAKJ5USCyhyTHIlvn2LiTXMPtXUG6yYw294yjPEZ1bTEpzZqPn5caZShNc_FcRIN3TTD/s1600/IMG_1682.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXve1YvrhtucHjsPXd4jGb0abSFs2uok7jVV_npmAOMjpcQVXl_bbycIP1FgovrDeaLHXL0QrGAKJ5USCyhyTHIlvn2LiTXMPtXUG6yYw294yjPEZ1bTEpzZqPn5caZShNc_FcRIN3TTD/s320/IMG_1682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567817624394830562" /></a><br />This was for baby Gray who I wish I could see more often!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmRzEzJwbUhrgOFVoYunivBuwLyvhZSwqLUVTW5JGekK8zNTGObkl4Dvkv2Y8PZ24z5wh3U9SpbU5ck0yzNxxIrcZuKv_G1jlefcK1_IqlaX5PwT8OHo6BRSPZzfJrjy_FTr4XdcHhvNoY/s1600/IMG_1636.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmRzEzJwbUhrgOFVoYunivBuwLyvhZSwqLUVTW5JGekK8zNTGObkl4Dvkv2Y8PZ24z5wh3U9SpbU5ck0yzNxxIrcZuKv_G1jlefcK1_IqlaX5PwT8OHo6BRSPZzfJrjy_FTr4XdcHhvNoY/s320/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567817620922564466" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-16679609279979187472010-12-29T07:32:00.000-08:002010-12-29T07:36:16.997-08:00White Family picturesJust wanted to post a few of our best shots!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3iAoZIVJjnVSoQlEUq7tSacJazHbCpNEcAmpphhtVPX8UdJw8u27OoEMd0D3Vw5HLgLs6p2kKzvkb9OrSU7N_yAIbKcTLnEksQ7nAujL9jKIjn7lhp5CXsA5p_aXjztJeXO5gOR0XxGF/s1600/IMG_2900.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3iAoZIVJjnVSoQlEUq7tSacJazHbCpNEcAmpphhtVPX8UdJw8u27OoEMd0D3Vw5HLgLs6p2kKzvkb9OrSU7N_yAIbKcTLnEksQ7nAujL9jKIjn7lhp5CXsA5p_aXjztJeXO5gOR0XxGF/s320/IMG_2900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556128226779940306" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG3WslL6G8IFHnAvW9ph9Y-Pi6W-w7L94YVETd32V_yWBywBTpbS3tyFHC6VQoYwciRBK5Z-8n3XMwVkSUBFcTeDM0bTcNHkCCFyC271BbH22kcovLJqDqYVvLRHiqNIx9TVXegKgc7TNw/s1600/IMG_2872.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG3WslL6G8IFHnAvW9ph9Y-Pi6W-w7L94YVETd32V_yWBywBTpbS3tyFHC6VQoYwciRBK5Z-8n3XMwVkSUBFcTeDM0bTcNHkCCFyC271BbH22kcovLJqDqYVvLRHiqNIx9TVXegKgc7TNw/s320/IMG_2872.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556127889067401106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66ptlSQzjIPwn3PugED8YRhvBQOcDM5hOJipk5ADuwHVlcJxi7PoEzw04uC8Aam4WjCLyNlecIj_yvKCMm_xZPtl71KkYqt-L4kj57h7g3cb9qex0K5JzpYQ4L_bz1nBR08VOByeS1Unu/s1600/IMG_2856.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh66ptlSQzjIPwn3PugED8YRhvBQOcDM5hOJipk5ADuwHVlcJxi7PoEzw04uC8Aam4WjCLyNlecIj_yvKCMm_xZPtl71KkYqt-L4kj57h7g3cb9qex0K5JzpYQ4L_bz1nBR08VOByeS1Unu/s320/IMG_2856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556127886003284562" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-28157380422466348872010-12-13T10:10:00.000-08:002010-12-13T10:29:58.128-08:00so many thingsThere are so many things I could post about right now. Our awesome and relaxing Thanksgiving with the Sparks...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2fiYJ_DSEe2fGJCKypSOOarn6TOYW0uhPSqGDnoKB7icTau2ivIu4BcEI0Md1cYzdoTEkbzwBeRgghL6rkOdRtEym70_DCD62QmpG1NCQaQ7SdVkipBGOJSlOlFs0XWkqWfBitEB8Jrk/s1600/IMG_1584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt2fiYJ_DSEe2fGJCKypSOOarn6TOYW0uhPSqGDnoKB7icTau2ivIu4BcEI0Md1cYzdoTEkbzwBeRgghL6rkOdRtEym70_DCD62QmpG1NCQaQ7SdVkipBGOJSlOlFs0XWkqWfBitEB8Jrk/s320/IMG_1584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550232292776741362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6gElMuvnPaOnHHKFLK4IgdQyds3tG5S8Ehj7bMYiUTo8xWtK_ArHTfBMgh1d1vawUwrQ5v928Sk8-k_qC5PTrF-hi8jMOSb_2pIJYjUPEi97Wybu0aoutS_Uunyt3vAF59rYA-4bFAQc/s1600/IMG_1587.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY6gElMuvnPaOnHHKFLK4IgdQyds3tG5S8Ehj7bMYiUTo8xWtK_ArHTfBMgh1d1vawUwrQ5v928Sk8-k_qC5PTrF-hi8jMOSb_2pIJYjUPEi97Wybu0aoutS_Uunyt3vAF59rYA-4bFAQc/s320/IMG_1587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550232289839810226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyhZmWewWgciVAoE9Vz8XNafJwgAAOsq3Tk-viUXDZWEpARh-STWrO28ohePBXnDV8XtLDP8cDlH2pjaKMcVKJk320XkYR-_MCnvbnIYB9zgr4wB2Pm2lW0iMRpqlXNiZ_tqQMmFltPUT/s1600/IMG_1586.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKyhZmWewWgciVAoE9Vz8XNafJwgAAOsq3Tk-viUXDZWEpARh-STWrO28ohePBXnDV8XtLDP8cDlH2pjaKMcVKJk320XkYR-_MCnvbnIYB9zgr4wB2Pm2lW0iMRpqlXNiZ_tqQMmFltPUT/s320/IMG_1586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550232281062925746" /></a><br />Or I could post about the funnest date we've been on in a very long time. Job and Brittney planned a gondola ride for all of us to go on. We got cheese and crackers and got to see all of the Christmas lights on the houses by Newport Beach. (And it wasn't even that expensive! Thank you Groupon! And Job and Brittney!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTujbmNkU-iBvso4SafkTnlqGNPqm_nFdOr2qtRI_58VcAThTp-sta-lj9VeG5MVa2K1T6Cp5ZAr2QWf1lOVihCxEhzbJtHDl7blQ2N8goEWyA_0HPjRHA57x51DNbkvE1oGNsEm1hecf/s1600/IMG_1596.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWTujbmNkU-iBvso4SafkTnlqGNPqm_nFdOr2qtRI_58VcAThTp-sta-lj9VeG5MVa2K1T6Cp5ZAr2QWf1lOVihCxEhzbJtHDl7blQ2N8goEWyA_0HPjRHA57x51DNbkvE1oGNsEm1hecf/s320/IMG_1596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550232703392078114" /></a><br />And most importantly, why I haven't been posting!!! Emily taught me how to crochet and I am ADDICTED. Not even kidding. I can't stop. Literally. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha0U8sj6fVQUVu0BWNg9u5oq9WdmaUIsXuX9mZiTaCtZFjZRh3Mnfj_r35mHGmyKhGsAiMSdnMdXTx72tsthdbeBNAQXUfswAsbE2dFCQW7rRwYScu6BMaPvm3N2zf8hpWMFSaFaobJYO1/s1600/IMG_1603.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha0U8sj6fVQUVu0BWNg9u5oq9WdmaUIsXuX9mZiTaCtZFjZRh3Mnfj_r35mHGmyKhGsAiMSdnMdXTx72tsthdbeBNAQXUfswAsbE2dFCQW7rRwYScu6BMaPvm3N2zf8hpWMFSaFaobJYO1/s320/IMG_1603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550233659870394146" /></a><br />And when I finally put my crochet hook down at night, I HAVE to pick up my book for our new online bookclub. Come check us out if you want! <a href="http://pickwickreaders.blogspot.com/">Pickwick Society</a>. Needless to say, I have NOT been going to bed early...Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-39206480862656622010-11-19T23:29:00.000-08:002010-11-21T20:32:56.601-08:00A good placeMy neighbor jokingly made some comment the other day about my life being an open book. And honestly, I think the last couple of months, it has been-especially for those who live within a mile of me.<br /><br />But I just realized that for all of you that read my blog and don't see me in real life, you may still think I am pregnant. Well I am not. (which I actually think is very few people right now, since my blog went private. I mean, quite a number of you COULD read my blog, but since it doesn't show up in the automatic feed saying that I have posted again, I don't think anyone realizes I have posted in the last 3 months. Ah well!) <br /><br />I had a miscarriage at 12 weeks. When it happened, I was really sad. Not a very interesting word, but that's the best word I have to describe it. Even as I was going through it, though, I thought "I can do this. I am okay. Everything will be okay." But 6 weeks later, I hit a wall. I was back to crying every day and I thought "I can't do this!" I was about ready to ask to be released from one of my callings so that I could just de-stress my life even a little bit.<br /><br />But I held on just to see if I could snap out of it. And that's what my post is to tell you. That I did, and I am in a good place right now. I feel better about my life right now than I have in a good long time. I have good friends and neighbors who are more wonderful than I could ever hope for. And a mom who came and helped me with some projects around the house that I couldn't seem to do. I love my sweet boys (all three of them!) and I am happy.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-35334165306956633202010-11-11T21:19:00.000-08:002010-11-11T21:50:26.347-08:00Day out with ThomasToday we went to see Thomas the Tank Engine. The boys loved it! And since it's a holiday, Daddy got to come with us! (and Grandma too)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFq7DTCcD874wau_OBCI2uQZjg1rCukLl9oPbUI1QSfAfUUIrpFqas7Sh4eYgN4WjOUQOvqsysh15p9uVGTSpAtGJiRnEJbErfmUPsz-SjWS5dihrZQJagCq60tA4cZB3hf3sM4RqpHres/s1600/IMG_0027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFq7DTCcD874wau_OBCI2uQZjg1rCukLl9oPbUI1QSfAfUUIrpFqas7Sh4eYgN4WjOUQOvqsysh15p9uVGTSpAtGJiRnEJbErfmUPsz-SjWS5dihrZQJagCq60tA4cZB3hf3sM4RqpHres/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538533919029913954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhyphenhyphengmV4ohuGVXzbuJuci-6GSfMAhQyjE8YeKh6OS0PJaLsllp6-Pm69-Wffx68A6LiYmANHGfK3svijZJipqOmC-R1T90LQ6PMC-DvsBLyzGCOhF6C9QLMhDcTVL-R2pY4cN1oyBAo5R-/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhyphenhyphengmV4ohuGVXzbuJuci-6GSfMAhQyjE8YeKh6OS0PJaLsllp6-Pm69-Wffx68A6LiYmANHGfK3svijZJipqOmC-R1T90LQ6PMC-DvsBLyzGCOhF6C9QLMhDcTVL-R2pY4cN1oyBAo5R-/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538533909921410834" /></a><br />There was a little hay maze that Joshua had to run through TEN times (no more, no less) and Nathan got all dirty crawling through it.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDDe14BsVhCfP8Lz4bIpfGPzXk-vk8Grk2FkgMs_Xa4qS8ThZK8-gOOwpy3JVXKpVBwU0YDcZKfi-6vIJJwJKt-C05mNd_brZOz3hhp6xNOa73IsD2rPRI9uNT1ZJjhz2uuMxy53kQS6F/s1600/IMG_1569.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfDDe14BsVhCfP8Lz4bIpfGPzXk-vk8Grk2FkgMs_Xa4qS8ThZK8-gOOwpy3JVXKpVBwU0YDcZKfi-6vIJJwJKt-C05mNd_brZOz3hhp6xNOa73IsD2rPRI9uNT1ZJjhz2uuMxy53kQS6F/s320/IMG_1569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538533928795143826" /></a><br />We also got to ride an old caboose and sit up high in the seats that you had to climb up ladders to get to. The boys loved looking out the window and the whistle was super loud. Nathan loved the trains. Every time a whistle would go off, his eyes got so big. And he even started "da, da" in the same intonation as "choo, choo"...which may not sound like a big deal, but for a little guy who only says "ba" for EVERYTHING he sees, the "da, da" is huge! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidPTIor-M9Awy9oU6WkfSqAdt0KvQbTNUSCQo5bRCbxuMn3gmF9HIOkSwDAFVLaW79_vU9ydgzQqCPbxKXou8IDYnCnnK_54MPRlvCoH8RHr-Pllw-mEhy3Hu7GRT_v9oVpR2mP6vudxoL/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidPTIor-M9Awy9oU6WkfSqAdt0KvQbTNUSCQo5bRCbxuMn3gmF9HIOkSwDAFVLaW79_vU9ydgzQqCPbxKXou8IDYnCnnK_54MPRlvCoH8RHr-Pllw-mEhy3Hu7GRT_v9oVpR2mP6vudxoL/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538533925053189954" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-39457927370112322272010-11-02T17:47:00.000-07:002010-11-02T17:55:56.398-07:00Voting or boating?We told Joshua this morning that we were going to go to the "voting" place to vote today. It's just a few blocks away, so we walked. We told him he would get a sticker. He seemed to be just fine with the idea. And even found a big stick before he left that he asked if he could take with him. "Sure!" I said. <br /><br />When we got there, he seemed a little distressed and kept asking "Mom, Mom! Where is the voting place?!" I kept tell him that we were AT the voting place. Then we got back in the stroller and headed for home, with him proudly wearing his sticker on his hand. <br /><br />After a minute of walking down the road, it was obvious that something wasn't right in the little 3 year old's mind. He was upset and we couldn't understand what he wanted. He kept asking "where is the water place you were talkin' about?!" and I kept answering that I hadn't said ANYTHING about a water place and that I had NO idea what he was talking about. Then he held up his stick and proclaimed "I wanted to use my stick to puddle!" "Puddle? What is puddle?" Justin and I still have no idea what he is wanting. "You know, PUDDLE!" Josh says as he uses his stick to pretend PADDLE on the side of the stroller.<br /><br />"OH! Paddle! You want to use your stick to paddle?"<br /><br />"Yes Mom! At the 'BOATING' place!"<br /><br />Sorry son. Voting was a big disappointment.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-90336233660259370262010-10-18T15:18:00.000-07:002010-10-18T15:26:06.936-07:00Bye ByeSo I asked Anna if I could post every now and then, and to my delight, she said yes. Here's my first try. Nathan actually talks quite a bit, but he mostly says about 3-4 words or, to be exact, makes about 3-4 regular sounds. He says something like "That" and "Ba" and "Ma" and "Da" (and, sadly, those last two don't seem to be early versions of Mom and Dad). But one thing he does say consistently if not always at the right time is "Bye Bye." Usually he says bye to people or things after they are already gone, after we have tried to show off this new found skill. But sometimes the timing can be perfect. <br /><br />Yesterday at church, for example, Nathan, who continues to be just a skinny little guy (sorry for those genes...), squirmed out of his pants while we were sitting in sacrament meeting. As the pants fall to the ground, he says, looking down, "Bye Bye." Well said, Nathan. Well said.Justinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06344396988747625811noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-73030719286429540612010-09-23T21:10:00.001-07:002010-09-23T22:42:30.672-07:00Angels Game<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDFb4VglZzYLqffab2YxryF3LajXLJnhCYGa-BUHeZnFn9_zI5GpBGaMR6uZw711VS-JVyqFZhtL-6u2unbpzbMdZUtlyuPlwFap577APa2AaRCBo5x7LqPuS_mDDwZygs3ElU6NuKWRCe/s1600/IMG_1366.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDFb4VglZzYLqffab2YxryF3LajXLJnhCYGa-BUHeZnFn9_zI5GpBGaMR6uZw711VS-JVyqFZhtL-6u2unbpzbMdZUtlyuPlwFap577APa2AaRCBo5x7LqPuS_mDDwZygs3ElU6NuKWRCe/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520328658746813474" /></a><br />We went to an Angel's baseball game about a month ago, but we forgot our camera. So I remembered it this time! We went again on Tuesday night for one of the last home games of the season. (And we won, so that was even better!)<br /><br />The boys were both really good during the game. Nathan loved it when everyone clapped. He would start clapping and smiling. This happened every couple of minutes. As he clapped and smiled, he would grin up at Justin. I guess he wanted to make sure Justin realized how cute he was being!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8itelA4MhiWs2vtt6gz6jkMo_1N3XWwSQMumEQtF-WTay4MWUsDD6jF6UkbGtrBFINQeMn6kywjUdf7FqulIdUP0isYkKw5-1vjY35Crj-Gkk3nWZeNww42IH-0-_8WZP-J0UeuXc4cO/s1600/IMG_1376.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo8itelA4MhiWs2vtt6gz6jkMo_1N3XWwSQMumEQtF-WTay4MWUsDD6jF6UkbGtrBFINQeMn6kywjUdf7FqulIdUP0isYkKw5-1vjY35Crj-Gkk3nWZeNww42IH-0-_8WZP-J0UeuXc4cO/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520328586969601794" /></a><br />Josh loves the "Big A" outside in the parking lot. Nathan likes the sign that lights up on the "Big A".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrYWdltvN1ivU_w7dJbp7geHMQhEF6OL0hIuJG4uHit31sOxsUli8w0y6ywXDgCNreyubXWCuQYRLhvgeD6_Kx2frFaX8ySSH0NVk6FqDb0qFAce7tyeuukl-GE4IiX3aFcITDb0YRBBHt/s1600/IMG_1365.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrYWdltvN1ivU_w7dJbp7geHMQhEF6OL0hIuJG4uHit31sOxsUli8w0y6ywXDgCNreyubXWCuQYRLhvgeD6_Kx2frFaX8ySSH0NVk6FqDb0qFAce7tyeuukl-GE4IiX3aFcITDb0YRBBHt/s320/IMG_1365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520328603735057986" /></a><br />They also had a deal going on where you could get 40% off of all hats. We thought we'd get one for everyone so we could be ready for games next season. GO ANGELS!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV0wbckSwmd_NsMGbp4XQ93_KvicBkZhRRcHDEdOJFB-kf-eRowb_Sb0NoIOK_2RDAP7qWOiXgaMqbYJxa54C0ZUB_IEMp6O7TVsZ3oriwEbeGi3wfedgEJsYsreP_BheNiL5F-ge3XL0/s1600/IMG_1369.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlV0wbckSwmd_NsMGbp4XQ93_KvicBkZhRRcHDEdOJFB-kf-eRowb_Sb0NoIOK_2RDAP7qWOiXgaMqbYJxa54C0ZUB_IEMp6O7TVsZ3oriwEbeGi3wfedgEJsYsreP_BheNiL5F-ge3XL0/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520328637561741778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAh-HyeYGHB6u06yTvzzWtqlL5YefVd64_WdiHwRIsoSwLQUijw8cNqdcjbhvhCMOlNF0bzSdvjLenSdo5k2p5GrnK7I7JuTv2TC677oOK1Kp94kegdJMbWe31dMDbLhzn3fjO49PGoOOt/s1600/IMG_1368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAh-HyeYGHB6u06yTvzzWtqlL5YefVd64_WdiHwRIsoSwLQUijw8cNqdcjbhvhCMOlNF0bzSdvjLenSdo5k2p5GrnK7I7JuTv2TC677oOK1Kp94kegdJMbWe31dMDbLhzn3fjO49PGoOOt/s320/IMG_1368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520328648919285794" /></a><br /><br />P.S. My favorite thing that Josh has started to say since we have gone to the Angels games is this:<br /><br />"When I get reeeeeeeeeally tall, I play baseball down on the Angel field!"<br /><br />sometimes followed by:<br /><br />"Mom? Do you want to come watch me when I play on the Angels field?"<br /><br />You bet I will!!Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-24499301807571256922010-09-11T22:16:00.000-07:002010-09-11T22:18:35.144-07:00"I love you"Joshua has been very good about saying "I love you" lately. It's super cute. He seems to be pretty sensitive as to when it is appropriate to give hugs and say I love you. We've had a rough couple days over here and he has been giving me lots of hugs and I love yous. This is how the conversation goes:<br /><br />Joshua "I love you Mommy" as he wraps his arms around me and pats me on the back<br /><br />Me "I love you Joshua. Thank you."<br /><br />Joshua "I love you too"<br /><br /><br />Hehe. I love that he always has to add the "I love you too" at the end. It always brings a smile.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-64769558505879942122010-09-06T10:01:00.000-07:002010-09-08T20:50:02.124-07:001 year pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzn7Vfzzew_c1gsZfYkKEZzuKI7NuL94_6KEcat8tEWbKtEiCRYTvQkzf1FLswFlw9X7as5hSka5AsWSEZ203DHLV1K8J8FWJRwJAns2LxkjrapVPQwDUtMhOqIPaWb4xEOwqqQBERwKr/s1600/IMG_1413.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCzn7Vfzzew_c1gsZfYkKEZzuKI7NuL94_6KEcat8tEWbKtEiCRYTvQkzf1FLswFlw9X7as5hSka5AsWSEZ203DHLV1K8J8FWJRwJAns2LxkjrapVPQwDUtMhOqIPaWb4xEOwqqQBERwKr/s320/IMG_1413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513853616863989186" /></a><br /><br />These were taken a few weeks ago, but here is a little taste of Nathan's 1 year pictures, courtesy of my sister-in-law. Who takes all of our cute pictures. And makes all of the cute hand-made things in my house. Seriously. Love her to pieces. Go look at her blog. Or her Etsy shop. You'll agree with me, I am certain.<br /><br /><a href="http://emilysparks.blogspot.com">Emily's Blog</a><br /><br />Isn't he cute? Even if he won't smile on cue. At least he's not screaming, right?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eIehx99qcrBUiCPsEqdLbb54Mtvtvxmn1fo63jWJt59Ssn6Bb0bLAg5SSatZQiJ3Tt-yVQetnDkVR1jro1JTUEPQtH275FX-EOXb8PKlGUP1zZ1vnXWg1FT99rShyphenhyphene8LbP5IyTiSz2YI/s1600/IMG_1418.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eIehx99qcrBUiCPsEqdLbb54Mtvtvxmn1fo63jWJt59Ssn6Bb0bLAg5SSatZQiJ3Tt-yVQetnDkVR1jro1JTUEPQtH275FX-EOXb8PKlGUP1zZ1vnXWg1FT99rShyphenhyphene8LbP5IyTiSz2YI/s320/IMG_1418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513853607705431762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNUHeB2fACtHwALhx9ECOzYIOLavQX2HgX_kD8IM14EbjlKWl8tddJWJLCkkeG-ymKOKLsVykKSj62kGt3rqj88iwauMekO8cmh3GIZ9apVVVJj94YgK3HezW5j32Jp7As3agsyPI8d_Z/s1600/IMG_1467.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNUHeB2fACtHwALhx9ECOzYIOLavQX2HgX_kD8IM14EbjlKWl8tddJWJLCkkeG-ymKOKLsVykKSj62kGt3rqj88iwauMekO8cmh3GIZ9apVVVJj94YgK3HezW5j32Jp7As3agsyPI8d_Z/s320/IMG_1467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513851842971101410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8l7C-R6eP0W7yYjxROs0xHFoWmExVpF2mY_-p7fKsHYrAcI6QRamDuabwctmuvvMk9yxGDLDKMCcKFjtJkdPcMPn2tlBxn86WQbE0kRl__vUfX4PdvVAnrYKWCREXw33UvN6SK0_MtR6o/s1600/IMG_1449.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8l7C-R6eP0W7yYjxROs0xHFoWmExVpF2mY_-p7fKsHYrAcI6QRamDuabwctmuvvMk9yxGDLDKMCcKFjtJkdPcMPn2tlBxn86WQbE0kRl__vUfX4PdvVAnrYKWCREXw33UvN6SK0_MtR6o/s320/IMG_1449.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513851836655848930" /></a><br /><br />Facts about Nathan:<br />-still loves to suck on his 2nd & 3rd fingers on his left hand <br />-points and says "dat!" when he wants something<br />-is a light sleeper, unlike his brother<br />-is turning into our resident climber<br />-he loves balls-sometimes he will even say "ba!" while he's crawling after them around the house. there are always 4-5 balls in sight at anytime on our floor. careful if you come over!Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-19849010851460861072010-08-24T10:03:00.001-07:002010-08-24T10:25:42.181-07:00Summer ReadingI have been reading a number of books over the summer. Some good, some not as good. But I thought I'd give you a little update. <br /><br />Most recently finished:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1IthTMfyjqIlq5b0n841m3E56JBQZ6Lw3o3Z6qmyT20uRDLHvzjcYSFprqQxHV2Zwa6DM-tzBAI1F_T4G8tUDpM7040E0RUiPj3EPKOO1uE9FBx3PNqrGMu5gJ3-klc_N3aRCQ84b1dJN/s1600/lovedwalkedin.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1IthTMfyjqIlq5b0n841m3E56JBQZ6Lw3o3Z6qmyT20uRDLHvzjcYSFprqQxHV2Zwa6DM-tzBAI1F_T4G8tUDpM7040E0RUiPj3EPKOO1uE9FBx3PNqrGMu5gJ3-klc_N3aRCQ84b1dJN/s320/lovedwalkedin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026512853421970" /></a><br />I just finished this last night actually. Cornelia's character was so endearing. Half of the book was written from her point of view and she goes off on all these tangents about old movies and good books and how the relate to her life...and it made me happy. Great read. I would recommend it to anyone! Thanks Jaclyn. <br /><br /><br />Not my favorite:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_O3ShLIkd5PAniv_gSSRpLmkqLXN4QtyKXQ3e8vWWRnJoxuPxI5HO4byF7kU2IorEkXHST7v0CLXGUTcdXL2GvnDsC2Egr6zuoFwVbKveYpw-q07jHs-ockXWSvk1dpg5aFT1Ks4hV9Qy/s1600/girlwithdragon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_O3ShLIkd5PAniv_gSSRpLmkqLXN4QtyKXQ3e8vWWRnJoxuPxI5HO4byF7kU2IorEkXHST7v0CLXGUTcdXL2GvnDsC2Egr6zuoFwVbKveYpw-q07jHs-ockXWSvk1dpg5aFT1Ks4hV9Qy/s320/girlwithdragon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026531805840066" /></a><br />Everyone has been reading these books lately, and normally I like the "bandwagon" books. But I am not going to read #2 and #3. Too graphic for me. I can't imagine anyone just LOVING these books. But I could be wrong. He's not a bad writer, but just not my cup of tea.<br /><br /><br />One that has changed me most profoundly:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jqgFOz3AybNFBztaDS0nVI5XY9xbBidyMtMd6Nl92saSjimhg6Hycp9oMN8v3SXUvhivu8W9A3MIMKB70vn7W-8UH8Wwq3cbPeRLSk8Xv4YRB5sHmrnKojx4w1Gs8KBu9QOBPcH7oKPd/s1600/metowe.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jqgFOz3AybNFBztaDS0nVI5XY9xbBidyMtMd6Nl92saSjimhg6Hycp9oMN8v3SXUvhivu8W9A3MIMKB70vn7W-8UH8Wwq3cbPeRLSk8Xv4YRB5sHmrnKojx4w1Gs8KBu9QOBPcH7oKPd/s320/metowe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026542748990946" /></a><br />Everyone asks me if this is a marriage book. NO, it's not! Far from it. It's about changing the worlds "me, me, me" mentality. It helped me to open my eyes and think outside of my happy little world and realize that there is so much need out there. It's hard sometimes, because I feel like in the LDS church, we give every month on our little "donation" slips and feel like maybe that's all that we need to do. Or we go to our monthly service projects and tie quilts and feel good. And while those ARE good things, I think there are so many good projects and things to get involved with outside of the Church too. This book really helps you think through how you can do good in whatever your stage of life or circumstances might be. I really would recommend it to any and everyone!<br /><br /><br />And one I have been perusing lately...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx4kDuj6g-BzX5_u68SnQKCWi1yAbKUt-9G7bLgDNx2M9V79qe4qKzFy66TdNjGtaWlRTQrSQ2QQw1DUXtucrl2TDlTxx-sX2Y5O8G5dETdIUK-0yxw7ckkJplhRQfZBjPNPar1TztBjz_/s1600/whattoexpect.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx4kDuj6g-BzX5_u68SnQKCWi1yAbKUt-9G7bLgDNx2M9V79qe4qKzFy66TdNjGtaWlRTQrSQ2QQw1DUXtucrl2TDlTxx-sX2Y5O8G5dETdIUK-0yxw7ckkJplhRQfZBjPNPar1TztBjz_/s320/whattoexpect.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509026527970525922" /></a><br />We are expecting #3! Sometime mid-March.Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1892798597066497109.post-74090908496935677162010-08-17T21:24:00.000-07:002010-08-17T21:38:56.122-07:00Happy Birthday!So a little late on this birthday post. But I have good excuses. The day before Nathan's birthday, we went to the Wild Animal Park as a family. The first couple of pictures are from that. I am not sure if I am blowing on his face, or trying to kiss him. Either way, I thought it was a funny picture. And Nathan in the 2nd one was just too cute not to put up.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ1NMJa-gNdMIvZSL0mXcHtKm8iFb7bbef4vClQd229emC_4aD-bq1YRP2gNd4rWQRh2ZIh10_VVajksbiHfQwdzbOR_V0NwzUEKWJ48BvuviqTjgcJKjj8t1Ukoo0U8hdFamOdii2E7K3/s1600/IMG_1321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ1NMJa-gNdMIvZSL0mXcHtKm8iFb7bbef4vClQd229emC_4aD-bq1YRP2gNd4rWQRh2ZIh10_VVajksbiHfQwdzbOR_V0NwzUEKWJ48BvuviqTjgcJKjj8t1Ukoo0U8hdFamOdii2E7K3/s320/IMG_1321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506602627460471186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGknLZZwvN-Y2gVhUCQv3QcnctLY6IhzLvllDmCVm3l4yTt-kPu5A70UlqpIQxXL4m8xZqxP3A0QUauEh4BbMDy0FxldRbEL345DpE2dw55_3aFl1FN6NqP2O6pAhMbmFamnbc8_yhl9V/s1600/IMG_1315.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGknLZZwvN-Y2gVhUCQv3QcnctLY6IhzLvllDmCVm3l4yTt-kPu5A70UlqpIQxXL4m8xZqxP3A0QUauEh4BbMDy0FxldRbEL345DpE2dw55_3aFl1FN6NqP2O6pAhMbmFamnbc8_yhl9V/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506602621902773394" /></a><br />For his actual birthday we just had a nice day at home and had our friends Emilee, Dan, and Jack come over for dinner and cake. You may notice that Nathan is already a mess before he actually STARTED his cake. He discovered blueberries.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bDvLdbaR_6YvHLRnJA_8pcNmVIJmIkfSnctpF6CgSJPb62lo072GL8nmdHwXr4N0vPmbt9_IlJoOqwslRpF6DRZ4TmQqwZ8KmmlQmwPJ9XjXdTAJ0FNy9SYDSszoyVbbHvMHr4AZFG4u/s1600/IMG_1330.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bDvLdbaR_6YvHLRnJA_8pcNmVIJmIkfSnctpF6CgSJPb62lo072GL8nmdHwXr4N0vPmbt9_IlJoOqwslRpF6DRZ4TmQqwZ8KmmlQmwPJ9XjXdTAJ0FNy9SYDSszoyVbbHvMHr4AZFG4u/s320/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506602639921539074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEqnDpvkp_xnDodEOQW__S256wwZSAos-nLmfoHRbe5he6DHhwpBfoamwGlIy-_84ISUkMtXem7F-AR4FB3gRrCqOlN2fh4CcD1idJ2yx-F_WMVI36vsVx6_G70pDrB4aSfDXkHsoM2pZy/s1600/IMG_1333.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEqnDpvkp_xnDodEOQW__S256wwZSAos-nLmfoHRbe5he6DHhwpBfoamwGlIy-_84ISUkMtXem7F-AR4FB3gRrCqOlN2fh4CcD1idJ2yx-F_WMVI36vsVx6_G70pDrB4aSfDXkHsoM2pZy/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506602647083562882" /></a><br />This is his favorite present. His "monkey". We got it at the Renegade Craft Fair that Justin's sister Emily sold some of her goods at. It was sweet! He loves it, and so do I!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YbfNLprKCBvPqQqcJ6RmOgbpwqI9H5A8qXHpCvq-rjR7ymfstqFp8FBWc6K4yJOXUzPBPITfK5X5N0BadbQwHzW_rVbhlxihz54LFv5n-7slQHsuzfUCyjEbakXCchB7-XnBYvLhAuwM/s1600/IMG_1341.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-YbfNLprKCBvPqQqcJ6RmOgbpwqI9H5A8qXHpCvq-rjR7ymfstqFp8FBWc6K4yJOXUzPBPITfK5X5N0BadbQwHzW_rVbhlxihz54LFv5n-7slQHsuzfUCyjEbakXCchB7-XnBYvLhAuwM/s320/IMG_1341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506603238136112290" /></a>Anna Whitehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512070489724807816noreply@blogger.com0