tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5224714361134641662024-03-14T02:38:59.460-07:00JustAnotherDayJustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.comBlogger31125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-57382409053418889202011-09-23T13:47:00.000-07:002011-09-23T16:03:44.248-07:00Getting our LEARN ON !Direct quote from yours truly from last years back to school blog "It also marks my way to not having ANY kids at home during the day. SOOOOOO WEIRD! I swear it was only a while ago that I had like a million kids in diapers and now I'm sending the last one off to school." I was CHANGING A DIAPER while you were reading that but I'm back now. Oh life...you are a funny little bastard aren't you. I wouldn't trade having my little Jaximus for anything in the world but it's funny how your life can change in a wee 365 days. Anyway...it is what it is and I've got five kids yo! So this is how the Whitehill's started their back to school journey this year. I've been getting some complaints from the peanut gallery (aka Mrs. O.) that there aren't very many pictures of a certain eldest child of mine. Let me explain shall I? Something I have learned over the course of becoming the mother of a raging hormonal teenage child. 1) They don't like their pictures taken without at least 30 minutes notice. 2) Punishing your child for bad behavior can come in the form of publishing unapproved photos of said child on any social network. THANKS FACEBOOK! Building strong parents the world over! 3) Keep your camera out of reach of their grubby little polished hands because you will find pictures have a magical way of disappearing right out of your camera. I found one...yes ONE picture of C'ne from that morning after I was going over the back to school pictures. DANG YOU CHILD! Also a monumental day for Koaster Moaster as he had his first day of Kindergarten. YEAH BUDDY! Per my usual indecisive self I was torn whether to start him because he has one of those infamous summer birthdays. So in true myself fashion I decided a whole two days before school started. Good job, me. He was ready. Ready for action. And I'm so glad I made that choice because he is doing awesome and is loving school. We changed the kids school this year and they are now getting their learn on in a tiny school with only 77 students from grades K-7. LOVE IT! Koa has class in the original one room school house that was built back in the 1800's. The teachers are amazing and we couldn't be happier. Looking forward to what the next year has to bring. C'ne is still at her old school and I decided while taking her to her 8th grade open house that middle school is the butthole of life. How did any of us survive it! I was unaware that becoming a parent would bless me with living middle school all over again....five times. Sweet. May the force be with us all. Well, here are the pictures of the little darlings. Enjoy my fine peeps:) Over and out.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi58zbtOxEoM1jW-HMUm-QE0ZVfAIFBThoeS1hVhSbyvkaj42V4cEkmMPHxVuShfL-r4jGEoygOq5UQa74prGyl_Zw2BUuSgt-sA2vvCVd1N4i09KCM2DTIdMDyS30I1tVsD7UDTkqnpJA/s1600/DSC_0459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi58zbtOxEoM1jW-HMUm-QE0ZVfAIFBThoeS1hVhSbyvkaj42V4cEkmMPHxVuShfL-r4jGEoygOq5UQa74prGyl_Zw2BUuSgt-sA2vvCVd1N4i09KCM2DTIdMDyS30I1tVsD7UDTkqnpJA/s320/DSC_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655692934012827506" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJQxWdLb3UKu8mxCupXC98mbHbN3GfMv27Fysb6c6WH1Yqm6xq44mGT42ZY04XknMWlKf3zEXqD0usGIqA0CWkbhVWljBf8kVt_-p9MGA3TVgXcH-jRc-Ue1yLWDWi4aNqp3RFzywG0go/s1600/DSC_0395.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXYkGWFoy5KkzEnS9LG2HOWKaTL1hWG3aUAd4d1i9MaZKzaEoRgyci3Og8E0TXiBdiY1IhT3hjCdbIcqHuqlASvlf9SPK-C6Jt2_NXq8k6lGrE44ZeNaRjGGYU0box9kVdUYcIByx7lVA/s320/DSC_0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655693674592492882" border="0" /></a>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-73304659678751064322011-09-10T23:34:00.000-07:002011-09-11T01:21:20.136-07:005.0Hey....remember that time when I said I was going to start blogging again on a regular basis? Yeah...good times. Obviously I'm a liar. So here we go again. This time I'm not going to make any empty promises. Let's just naturally assume that after this post you won't hear from me again until next year and that way if you do it will be a surprisingly magical experience for one and all. So let's get this update party started. HOLLA! Let's start with the obvious. We had an addition to the family this year. May I introduce Jaxikins, Jaximus, Jaximima, or as the world knows him.... Jax Odinn Whitehill. I don't want to talk about his middle name but all I'm going to say is this. I don't like it but it's better than his first name being Thor. And we will leave it at that.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAMOuzO6EDaJAe0gXFs2ZeU0bEn45zV4AbPqkmFv19SxQEFy8u1EKmNUqda9pmoz2KIr7JkUway0nQiz56iztzE85OHTUwtvCsMoZlkX6Jm6KHcaZewUm7ApUToTUMafLkb583fohyphenhyphen-g/s1600/DSC_0159.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAMOuzO6EDaJAe0gXFs2ZeU0bEn45zV4AbPqkmFv19SxQEFy8u1EKmNUqda9pmoz2KIr7JkUway0nQiz56iztzE85OHTUwtvCsMoZlkX6Jm6KHcaZewUm7ApUToTUMafLkb583fohyphenhyphen-g/s320/DSC_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650992720084773362" border="0" /></a><br />Awww...there's my baby:) He's such a sweet boy. It always amazes me how much you instantly love each one of of your baby's the minute you see them. I'm not going to lie...the journey of brewing this little bundle of joy was not a good time but I'm chalking it up to old age. With the other 4 spawnlettes I was young and spritely and in my 20's. This kiddo was birthed by a senior citizen. I was more worried about throwing out my hip while in labor than anything else. I'm happy to report there were no incidents with my hip. And even happier to report that Jax was a healthy, beautiful baby at 7 lbs, 13 oz and 21 inches long. I don't know why but I was SUPER nervous before his delivery! He was a scheduled induction and on the morning he was born, SMW made our way to the hospital at an hour humans shouldn't be awake. I was shaking like a crack fein walking in. SMW thought I was crazy. I mean it's not like we haven't been to this goat rodeo before. I'm a damn pro for the love of PETE! Do you want to know what nervous before kicking out a baby looks like? Feast your eyes on this!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLC1__LIVCp5VhYs0zFogBu9TRPJRgRsxMFJbLw2z7QOcaamfYnm6k5jBFxrRnPtVJZratxTmG6tYFl2vpZ6j0w48pRy-o2psAGgVHQnjAp9dRMXiIqOAIfRk8LXWNbTy4Q6O2Sgj_sHc/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLC1__LIVCp5VhYs0zFogBu9TRPJRgRsxMFJbLw2z7QOcaamfYnm6k5jBFxrRnPtVJZratxTmG6tYFl2vpZ6j0w48pRy-o2psAGgVHQnjAp9dRMXiIqOAIfRk8LXWNbTy4Q6O2Sgj_sHc/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651000818431420274" border="0" /></a><br />Be jealous. Go ahead. I'll wait.<br /><br /><br />After we were settled and I had requested a nurse who could deal with my sarcastic awesomeness we were given a nurse who rocked my world. Seriously, she was AMAZING. She calmed me right down and we got down to bidness and had that baby out by noon. That's how we do work son! We had decided to let whatever kids who wanted to be in the room while I delivered make that choice and I feel this is a decision that may haunt me to the day I die. C'ne had decided she had been to the last four births and opted to spend the day at the lake with friends. I don't blame her. I would have been there with her but that wasn't an option. Isaiah wanted to be in there because he had never been in there before and I'm pretty sure he's still having nightmares. This poor kid. He's traumatized. To a PTSD level. And I don't joke about PTSD. My husband's in the military. Just look at this face.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCuEQtWKuILFmrCX6k3kpmNTaCGLpBQpsusg7XgJmvkhypqNXC0W9TmqpkxGjnjcXxerRojmta_6yAMFmR55ltih4O9XLzByg0EuzFkNrepdCUBB0nvfDEajZTzqT5fqncXrgRpz3lNE/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBCuEQtWKuILFmrCX6k3kpmNTaCGLpBQpsusg7XgJmvkhypqNXC0W9TmqpkxGjnjcXxerRojmta_6yAMFmR55ltih4O9XLzByg0EuzFkNrepdCUBB0nvfDEajZTzqT5fqncXrgRpz3lNE/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651002596851153490" border="0" /></a><br />The baby is literally coming out. LOLOLOL. I know I shouldn't laugh but I'm going to use this as birth control when he get's older. See, there really is a method to my madness. Do you notice Koa playing his gameboy? Yup. Luckily for Isaiah this cowgirl knows how to rock a birth and baby was out with the quickness which I've decided isn't exactly something to brag about but what can you do. As always my amazing husband was there with me every step of the way and I couldn't ask for a more comforting, supportive person to experience this with. I am definitely one lucky girl:) I am now going to inundate you with pictures of Jax's birth day. Special shout out to my amazing friend JAMIE STONE for coming down early and taking pictures of our special day for us. She is the best:)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsE3CqoZS-ul_7T-1zlUO_5NpmzmbkvnSfGM-6AYvPjgi2bUIBI7CIyAn2mpiLOo4dCye-P3ZyeuScBw9lqWR6jzBVOISgNmtmQxt5ITkxFWj20vESQ1ri6XhTk90IWI-Qh8B0RJOpxE/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsE3CqoZS-ul_7T-1zlUO_5NpmzmbkvnSfGM-6AYvPjgi2bUIBI7CIyAn2mpiLOo4dCye-P3ZyeuScBw9lqWR6jzBVOISgNmtmQxt5ITkxFWj20vESQ1ri6XhTk90IWI-Qh8B0RJOpxE/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651005975868374658" border="0" /></a><br />Give me drugs!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbXqdq9eiZopjSahkZNI49IN3gCdhgis4zn3FTTny3WtfZxZpGsBVbkyJb_h85ZUJadf_wVeSARjLKhpTz0W4NKUlc9Lx7KcxmIehPbZKNpQf5kUMzSMzZMq5AvPDdUIu5ZwLmG_zqCpY/s1600/DSC_0018.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfmacM1p1wepymwoDe8A9OnIzBuxrZMjovpTTic_7dOJAdRB3QdqRBIsLfEIyNCcKFSSiGFOlwsW0DZOPS_jsFvmKfo6UDzv106lQ-mX1E-HfTYeSAo6ieTqtE0jPMwTseLpjJ2zq530g/s1600/DSC_0045.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfmacM1p1wepymwoDe8A9OnIzBuxrZMjovpTTic_7dOJAdRB3QdqRBIsLfEIyNCcKFSSiGFOlwsW0DZOPS_jsFvmKfo6UDzv106lQ-mX1E-HfTYeSAo6ieTqtE0jPMwTseLpjJ2zq530g/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651005986349232306" border="0" /></a><br />First time seeing him!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSeEJ94khxrMkEgAUql00M83v9ndzaw-74fC8SI8BmaGC1gtltOCR_EbcgBPI-qczxcc2P3He_m6Nlbh-e6huwDN0oxUFCK2vNcRwCoaiCs4_cNhp8rUK1upSK6WvVg6pe3fGhuoz71M/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieSeEJ94khxrMkEgAUql00M83v9ndzaw-74fC8SI8BmaGC1gtltOCR_EbcgBPI-qczxcc2P3He_m6Nlbh-e6huwDN0oxUFCK2vNcRwCoaiCs4_cNhp8rUK1upSK6WvVg6pe3fGhuoz71M/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651006749003207330" border="0" /></a><br />Jax Odinn Whitehill:)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggre7_tTiztNho0WYWpChg0NkHupRqEnquqG6JYRqN8jcC3gsqzJPn7ZXhJYEBPTw5mAfBl2QIT1CIanZxZUo7NYVfDLv3N06DBkYBFH3z9C2MmcUoUbPbE4VjRBNqjTHhL1uNIXwh33g/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipP4tWtOvJ9_M5qVoMgQuE6CZtCth-Q9Re5n0PQMgkLV2f7E6JZ-QKZq7QV1WEBDlIUjTb7I1KcVodc_eSakqSqL91gYLp6YN3CUSwFHiXeybO8IwHJc5RaGelLNsdaxLngMDM6MaM57E/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZAI1cywzICBvYuBUBAQIaTh_YHITh64_bLdlLUykRMNDvqpBR7oNjKqxQ18P7CuLa2JFMABwmCJWFV0aaeG6G0qjJVatPBzSAIEEErLFbXkZF2I68jp9gGCBDfq_LyqGeKmZG14F-NmI/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651007669084010226" border="0" /></a><br />And there you have it people. We came, we saw, we kicked out a baby. Or more accurately...I kicked out a baby. But regardless we are so blessed to have this new little guy in our lives. It's definitely been an adjustment getting use to having a newborn in the house but I wouldn't trade it for anything. Hopefully I will post more pics before next year at this time but until then......ADIOS AMIGOS!JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-49957275387316020382010-09-29T12:17:00.000-07:002010-09-29T12:46:49.501-07:00There goes my baby:(<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzXK8pJ6eliq7jz7CjJS03bBUBv_Hl0dUbk5hzDqmOt4Gdn5r_6SPuGrI3Q2lG9xNcYYOvyHpO4Ia15rgSLrXp6-9AtSWUYZnmfJWNaBCJmKEG_2F4FXHRmUwx7gU2iGPa01_Axfh-kNo/s1600/DSC_0657.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzXK8pJ6eliq7jz7CjJS03bBUBv_Hl0dUbk5hzDqmOt4Gdn5r_6SPuGrI3Q2lG9xNcYYOvyHpO4Ia15rgSLrXp6-9AtSWUYZnmfJWNaBCJmKEG_2F4FXHRmUwx7gU2iGPa01_Axfh-kNo/s320/DSC_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522421505337127778" border="0" /></a><br />**DISCLAIMER- Please refrain from judging me in regards to Koa's shirt. I'm was raised in a proper household to loath the Raider's....however my husband was not. He <3's them with every fiber in his being. So judge him.....Okay...commence with the post. Thank you for your attention**<br /><br />Guess who's little baby man started preschool this month? That's right...the same person who turned the big 33. I know this post is suppose to be about Koa starting preschool but let's face it, I'm selfish and like to complain about getting older. It's just who I am. A negative asshole. Always have been...always will be. But at least I'm able to mask it with inappropriate and sometimes uncomfortable sarcasm and humor! CHEERS! I will post a detailed post later regarding all the things that are so so wrong about turning 33 at a later date so don't worry....your saved for today:) Anyway, Koa started preschool this month and this Momma was not happy. I know it's JUST PRESCHOOL BLAH BLAH BLAH but this is my baby. My Budders. My Koaster Moaster, Hunka Hunka Baby Man, Boogs, Boogies, and last but not least....my Fella. Yes, he answers to ALL these! So my answer to preschool was to put him in a Co-op. This way I can still maintain my freakishly controlling ways and spy on him one day a week. It's very healthy I promise. It also marks my way to not having ANY kids at home during the day. SOOOOOO WEIRD! I swear it was only a while ago that I had like a million kids in diapers and now I'm sending the last one off to school. :( Anyway...here he is. At school. Being the handsomest preschooler ever known to mankind.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedlCFgXvIkcicEUdEZCbx7VO5TA78ud5SDYSJ6ET3rQ_mRoJ9WJQd2ImkprvMSxSbgtBFzYdTDkq33yepY6Sg0g8s2mt4Uqgmz3xI-Iivpfs2OnDe9DCRWnodWZdOwd6qda_h4Pb-vmE/s1600/DSC_0647.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhedlCFgXvIkcicEUdEZCbx7VO5TA78ud5SDYSJ6ET3rQ_mRoJ9WJQd2ImkprvMSxSbgtBFzYdTDkq33yepY6Sg0g8s2mt4Uqgmz3xI-Iivpfs2OnDe9DCRWnodWZdOwd6qda_h4Pb-vmE/s320/DSC_0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522421496976718386" border="0" /></a><br />Start the morning with a good breakfast kids!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqMPkIRuU__RbtnhtQ4ttL4wUdHp9cWoJYyA2cS9sy67KAV5Q7LpnC3fjI_HI2BKXW2uNNPry67FsC2h69BPRp-T0U3_C6I7xYB2LzCSGAq4PcQiU9Y6ZXbS3mn7GfvOGicw7VpAxToCQ/s1600/DSC_0659.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqMPkIRuU__RbtnhtQ4ttL4wUdHp9cWoJYyA2cS9sy67KAV5Q7LpnC3fjI_HI2BKXW2uNNPry67FsC2h69BPRp-T0U3_C6I7xYB2LzCSGAq4PcQiU9Y6ZXbS3mn7GfvOGicw7VpAxToCQ/s320/DSC_0659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522422134664372770" border="0" /></a><br />His little school is so freakin cute!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9DEfLAxnj6ZifTWlApje6RTaMdTHCZsvTB7x2QU0mu0cIJMfBVCacdEleyt8rPBDIC16KsE3RSv8xEwNcUqXupckhRmTlSNvh90j9IG9ntJVNC_80jgtzfxRBmNJTHgEpUjepfBoWZs/s1600/DSC_0658.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl9DEfLAxnj6ZifTWlApje6RTaMdTHCZsvTB7x2QU0mu0cIJMfBVCacdEleyt8rPBDIC16KsE3RSv8xEwNcUqXupckhRmTlSNvh90j9IG9ntJVNC_80jgtzfxRBmNJTHgEpUjepfBoWZs/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522421523503748882" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-61jsZjcBB9qd1H1dquqtkWAkevcobX4OL9zELHn_ntS4LZhuO6gv_djgpWIfm2sSOlZ6zEeY0AiBMtL4QGqY-mqw2mO584-37DlzCNOhOAuPZv8Irj823rHO8YEhXqaw82TY2NsHCdA/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-61jsZjcBB9qd1H1dquqtkWAkevcobX4OL9zELHn_ntS4LZhuO6gv_djgpWIfm2sSOlZ6zEeY0AiBMtL4QGqY-mqw2mO584-37DlzCNOhOAuPZv8Irj823rHO8YEhXqaw82TY2NsHCdA/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522421512525873106" border="0" /></a><br />First in line....what an overachiever. We are going to have to fix that. Can't have him getting beat up his first day of preschool for being a kissass!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5O9sMH_x081XwJ-TCoewtoy6Rf3cDCnzf6FIMI9LtQmeTqNoorFatf64e4qoHbTZREmsKx6uBlyduci-83v-ec8Qvw78lPaI4-QZ7SeRwsVT9W9llRnACu_e9ZmI6R_vpFR28SOiX0bE/s1600/DSC_0665.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5O9sMH_x081XwJ-TCoewtoy6Rf3cDCnzf6FIMI9LtQmeTqNoorFatf64e4qoHbTZREmsKx6uBlyduci-83v-ec8Qvw78lPaI4-QZ7SeRwsVT9W9llRnACu_e9ZmI6R_vpFR28SOiX0bE/s320/DSC_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522422146470897810" border="0" /></a><br />HA! This was him getting P.I.S.S.E.D. for taking too many pictures. GET USE TO IT KID! You have too many years left in my legal care, control and custody and yes....there will be pictures:P<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2II7e5TAV0sR39DitYc7yKnQB_RiuShMtdX-q4XWOrWYxNqZDY-flGmF3fsJw_0ac6X_3eBf9obvq52dcTnZ5ExhFySvIVWbEWEU-e9ym1vVxyx7tVyZ0WD36m_6mJFsPqPh1s3YqPOQ/s1600/DSC_0668.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2II7e5TAV0sR39DitYc7yKnQB_RiuShMtdX-q4XWOrWYxNqZDY-flGmF3fsJw_0ac6X_3eBf9obvq52dcTnZ5ExhFySvIVWbEWEU-e9ym1vVxyx7tVyZ0WD36m_6mJFsPqPh1s3YqPOQ/s320/DSC_0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522422148097109186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Jhiduj6KfEj5Fu3_VX3ivsxirCUuCf-YemjreUH5C1FwYP7gFt2E7cQobwMugUf0MIAkOACPzdRK15gF1EzoOmS7qcyJ6PdBnRYaVemPcC6n1ENSHq4kJkIO-OzcNybw11XPsDJSRMs/s1600/DSC_0673.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Jhiduj6KfEj5Fu3_VX3ivsxirCUuCf-YemjreUH5C1FwYP7gFt2E7cQobwMugUf0MIAkOACPzdRK15gF1EzoOmS7qcyJ6PdBnRYaVemPcC6n1ENSHq4kJkIO-OzcNybw11XPsDJSRMs/s320/DSC_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522422155143360530" border="0" /></a><br />All in all....a perfect first day of school! :)JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-19347460922754960462010-09-10T09:24:00.000-07:002010-09-10T10:00:52.620-07:00BACK TO SCHOOL 2010 BABY!!In a perfect world full of rainbows and gummy bears, mostly red one's because they are my FAVE, I would be the kind of mom who would be sad to see the summer come to an end and have to send my kids to the machine they call "SCHOOL" for 6 hours a day. Well my friends, the world isn't perfect. You always get WAY more green gummy bears in your bag than red one's and that just isn't right. IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE! No one likes the green ones anyway! Okay, reigning it in. Back on track. So, as I was saying. I'm not that mom. I was more than happy to see the little tykes off to school on Wednesday morning. We DID have a great summer and I enjoyed them being home and not sticking to a schedule but it just seemed like the last week they all were possessed by little demonic leprechauns! Fighting, screaming, riots, looting......it was a hot mess the last week! In Whitehill tradition I now present to you "BACK 2 SCHOOL PICS version 20.10!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-c3NlME0Ip68_Gk0tn6J6jzItv2XnM3Y_Q03TOobOg0SWvKl1bcWBM626dzrX9twCJ_eGYNS7kXV7sh8WagRNZuUGrDU89PVXbDh8fIkwnUg6AVVk9t-y9oCNfYg-KPEN0BalF5sUco/s1600/DSC_0714.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt-c3NlME0Ip68_Gk0tn6J6jzItv2XnM3Y_Q03TOobOg0SWvKl1bcWBM626dzrX9twCJ_eGYNS7kXV7sh8WagRNZuUGrDU89PVXbDh8fIkwnUg6AVVk9t-y9oCNfYg-KPEN0BalF5sUco/s320/DSC_0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515325323480405042" border="0" /></a>Here is the beautiful Nene sporting a Huskies shirt (which you can't see...SORRY IT WAS EAAAARLY!). The day before we had attended her orientation for her new project based school, where they call their teacher's by their first names but we are not going there today, and her classroom looked like a WSU cougar had vomited all over the room. I'm not even kidding. It was like being in a bad dream. Sorry Cougar fans. HUSKIES RIDE OR DIE YO! So I found it funny that with all the new clothes that Nene had she chose this one. If this doesn't say anything about her personality I don't know what does. Now maybe you people will feel my pain as I discuss the adventures of raising a certain raging hormone filled 12 year old.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMl0ZEgdJiAFYQ6oZAuo1kp_KRZ2pH3WxgB7_id_-JkHanFXN3g8TuZiSDHVcKOh2Phu5nh_PbUBF9SACc6fAJ-W5h0LO4IMgqXSzgs1cvWwFuVAMuYgd4W-zVdHQ6l-ycPnOeeAefEE/s1600/DSC_0723.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMl0ZEgdJiAFYQ6oZAuo1kp_KRZ2pH3WxgB7_id_-JkHanFXN3g8TuZiSDHVcKOh2Phu5nh_PbUBF9SACc6fAJ-W5h0LO4IMgqXSzgs1cvWwFuVAMuYgd4W-zVdHQ6l-ycPnOeeAefEE/s320/DSC_0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515326488705593762" border="0" /></a><br />I now present to you the Bubs. I love this kid. Aside from his spastic personality he pretty much does whatever I tell him to do. Including taking his picture early in the morning. Including telling him not to smile like that. Including telling him to not smile like that either. LOVE HIM! I hope he has a great year this year!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7h8ejnkehYhlBITQr9sisSQuKTLbPayFg2T6CQL8jUF3Shker0DKwInv5OWgrDfVZB0K1HMRO7QaCtJDPlvhGSCca1B7ZBG54pyKRtote46hEw0m0pUvEjYF5fqaVRwnR-Bc16HWSaA/s1600/DSC_0718.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF7h8ejnkehYhlBITQr9sisSQuKTLbPayFg2T6CQL8jUF3Shker0DKwInv5OWgrDfVZB0K1HMRO7QaCtJDPlvhGSCca1B7ZBG54pyKRtote46hEw0m0pUvEjYF5fqaVRwnR-Bc16HWSaA/s320/DSC_0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515327188288090514" border="0" /></a>Let's have a quick discussion about back to school clothes, shall we? In my attempt to spend more time with my kiddo's one on one I took them back to school shopping separately. An adventure I don't know will be continued next year. This child, pictured above, was taken to 10 different stores, and HATED EVERYTHING. Gymboree- negative. The Children's Place- double negative. Crazy8- NEIN! And the list just went on. We finally ended up at Kohl's were she fell in love with two of the most hideous outfits known to mankind. I'm not even kidding. One involves a built in necklace. Yes, built in. But after 7 hours I didn't care. I whipped out the plastic and they were all her's. YOUR WELCOME:)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hyuJqbNP8hKVtQL2FhzTo28O0L8B4Wa53Ln0JT3-RR4YCvcJaDT7NY4vU8bxftA-Bx6d_wingnmF4Bd_L9V78-4SBLc5NjoPKkwgSzEBEYUHb3G2GimqsBqlq6bWf4yA9vsNehUy6J4/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5hyuJqbNP8hKVtQL2FhzTo28O0L8B4Wa53Ln0JT3-RR4YCvcJaDT7NY4vU8bxftA-Bx6d_wingnmF4Bd_L9V78-4SBLc5NjoPKkwgSzEBEYUHb3G2GimqsBqlq6bWf4yA9vsNehUy6J4/s320/DSC_0721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515328861583616898" border="0" /></a>And last but not least...we have Boogs. I also present to you, FEATHER. Boogs begged and pleaded with my mom in the store to buy this little puppy for my brother for his birthday. He insisted that my brother needed it and would love it for his birthday. Of course Nana gave in and as soon as they were out of the store Boogie ripped off the tags and claimed Feather as his own telling her it was all a trick! Manipulative at 4 years old. We are in trouble. Boogs doesn't start pre-k until next week so you all will be punished with pictures next week too.<br /><br />Sometimes on very rare occasions I like to pretend that I'm a good mother. And on the first day of school one of those occasions presented itself. I present to you.....BACK TO SCHOOL BREAKFAST. Last year it was homemade cinnamon rolls and I realized that sending the kids to school on the first day all hopped up on sugar was not very smart. So here is what they lovingly call.....Breakfast Pizza.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr5mWeiXKdgcssLR0YusweiFLgQXONcgL86CjXT3y7afxuGLHN062EBihA79Fe6lfFuzrRi2UTs_s9tE_aOsRmHcxQvh5pMzWUYM1dP_CiY_TdhyphenhyphenVc0JeCsJv_4iNnwkKMHzM9YEwDQ3E/s1600/DSC_0716.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr5mWeiXKdgcssLR0YusweiFLgQXONcgL86CjXT3y7afxuGLHN062EBihA79Fe6lfFuzrRi2UTs_s9tE_aOsRmHcxQvh5pMzWUYM1dP_CiY_TdhyphenhyphenVc0JeCsJv_4iNnwkKMHzM9YEwDQ3E/s320/DSC_0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515329879263473058" border="0" /></a><br />Recipe courtesy of www.thepioneerwoman.com. This woman has been the reason for my 10 pound weight gain over the summer but yet I keep coming back to her like a battered housewife. SHE'S THAT GOOD! Between her and Paula Deen it's over for me. Okay, that is all for today. Hope everyone has a GREAT WEEKEND! SMW has drill this weekend leaving to fend for myself with the kiddo's so WISH ME LUCK!!!JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-73011941066296110962010-09-07T17:40:00.000-07:002010-09-08T07:13:53.093-07:00Why hello there!Holy mother of neglected blogs! I know I KNOW...I'm a giant loser. It seems like after SMW came home everything stopped. Well, except my waistline. That bitch just keeps getting bigger and BIGGER and no, it has nothing to do with the countless pints of Haagan Daz coffee ice cream I've had. That's been my coping mechanism for a little thing I like to call "LIFE". And from what I've heard, it doesn't contain ANY calories. The ice cream I mean. Life on the other hand has a TON OF CALORIES! I suggest you only partake in small doses. OKAY, starting to ramble. So here's the deal. Too much to mention since I haven't updated this baby in almost a year so here's the highlights people.<br /><br />~ SMW came home 90 days early from the stupidest place on earth to join us for Christmas. YES I KNOW ITS BEEN AWHILE SINCE POSTING ....I GET IT!!!!<br />~ Put the kids back into the jungle of public schools. It's a loooooooooooooooooooooog story that I would rather not get into but it involved, you got it, coffee ice cream.<br />~ Cheerleading has now taken over our very existence. I mean it. TAKEN. OVER. OUR. LIVES. We now eat, breath and sleep THE BLACK ORANGE AND BLUE. Because....they are THE BEST OF THE BEST and will ROCK YOU! Sorry, couldn't help it. MOVING ON.<br />~ SMW took a new job that isn't Army related and even though he feels like a caged rat on crack everyday in his new "office" it's waaaaaay more money and maybe one if these days he will get to actually buy one of the many toys he looks at daily. DAILY. I've actually threatened to buy him a shirt that read "Craigslist Whore" but it backfired when he said he would wear it with pride. Oh well.<br /><br />That's pretty much it. Sad I know. But it's hard work trying to think of all the things that have happened in the last 11 months and frankly, I don't like hard work. So I will end on this note. Wait...must back up. It was requested by my dear sweet husband, SMW, that I continue this blog. He told me that he enjoyed reading it while he was deployed and missed my "sense of humor" if that's what you want to call it! LOL. So I am partially restarting because of him, and the fact that he doesn't usually read ANYTHING, and also as a way to remember all the things that happen throughout the year. Because let's face it, I'm getting old. Staring down the barrel of my big TROIS TROIS in a few weeks and my memory is going bad. So this way at the end of the year I can evaluate all the things I would have done differently and ways I could have been a better mother/wife/friend all whilst eating a pint of Haagan Daz coffee ice cream. CHEERIO!!JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-86468827132643794062009-10-25T11:51:00.000-07:002009-10-25T11:55:07.661-07:00Koaster MoasterMost of you knew that Koa had a little "incident" recently so I just wanted to post a little picture, mostly for Daddy, to let everyone know that he's doing great! This was the next morning and he was ready to get the freak outta that place. Thank you so much to all our friends and family who offered so much support during such a scary time. We feel truly blessed to have such awesome people in our lives.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpeLwyCXgWZa5v83r_pWYiFAE0mMwTxo6WYBJ84J5wz1hl3F5Dyb-HFOB5gdj2-0d_TwUS5J5oMJFptECPSzTMqVXsbp9s5i-71cE0Wsy2nKa9JKdrvXbu7ySACPYqF2qoy-coJUKH8Y/s1600-h/DSC_0140.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396612543030456114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpeLwyCXgWZa5v83r_pWYiFAE0mMwTxo6WYBJ84J5wz1hl3F5Dyb-HFOB5gdj2-0d_TwUS5J5oMJFptECPSzTMqVXsbp9s5i-71cE0Wsy2nKa9JKdrvXbu7ySACPYqF2qoy-coJUKH8Y/s320/DSC_0140.JPG" /></a>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-40234126652719552632009-10-25T00:33:00.000-07:002009-10-25T11:36:49.043-07:00Pumpkins Tacos and Rice BowlsYeah, you read me right. I said pumpkins, tacos, and rice bowls. Now before I proceed any further I need to issue another one of my disclaimers. I can "yo quiero taco bell" with the best of them so let's not get it twisted ya'll....but does anyone else find a pumpkin patch a strange place to find the exotic fusion of taco's, rice bowls, and funnel cakes?!?! So weird! I'm still sitting here, 6 hours later trying to wrap my little tiny peanut brain around it. I suppose I should back up a tinge. I escorted my 4 little darlings to Siemer's Farms (and yes my immature brain may have giggled slightly at the name of this place but only for a second.....a wee baby second) to meet up with Gramma, Papa, Auntie and Uncle and of course...... SMILERS! We love pumpkin patching every year and were excited this year to go with our family and ALSO to try a different patch this year because we had been going to the same one for the last couple of years. So off we went to Greenbluff, land oh the pumpkin patch, to find the perfect pumpkin. First of all, the traffic up to this place was insane! Who knew so many people wanted to experience all the joys that pumpkins can bring on the same day as us! But despite the crowds we fought our way through the peeps and found our family and then proceeded to the P. Patch where I learned that they wanted 30 cents per lb of pumkiness......say what MOFO! 30 cents per lb! That was going to be a huge hellz no. So I did what any self respecting ghetto ass poor Mama would do. I took lot's of pictures of the family at the patch and then took our happy ass's to Walmart for the $3 pumpkins BABY! After the photo session we headed off in search of some carmeled apples to end our outing but what do you think I found instead!?!?!? That's right, tacos.....and rice bowls. I'm still so confused and very tired from last nights "Making the Squad Dallas Cowboy's Cheerleaders" marathon extravaganza last night with Nene, that I'm a tad delirious so I'm not even going to try and sort out this madness in my brain. But I will however give you our 2009 P Patch photos! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396440637137644274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBwX_YWTD9rwaK1ryTvW3g3jfCINlqi6uwJT7yxDiHwZ93mGy3BJKlw0KeOlcy777N7oIQbtsOLic1IzXb95QaZhfDr0nJqpy02a5MXo4JNaLNfBVdY_MyMWxd6NTRfinJpFumHdYUUkM/s320/DSC_0211.JPG" />I do have to say that we live in the best part of the country!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvpQQfIXhnhcrJIkTSW53yMaZfR-MD1cNjvDiUlztckA1VhkTaDpQL5WkZ6Aocby06th9usRmcCpvsfWwmoC8zX4X__nOoOt7oX4nnypFEmhBqsjLSqoM_rbosEVUozQyeLq04qX3CP8/s1600-h/DSC_0167.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396440310520938738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFvpQQfIXhnhcrJIkTSW53yMaZfR-MD1cNjvDiUlztckA1VhkTaDpQL5WkZ6Aocby06th9usRmcCpvsfWwmoC8zX4X__nOoOt7oX4nnypFEmhBqsjLSqoM_rbosEVUozQyeLq04qX3CP8/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEFJzw804sMb6bcLkyUhgrNwcoO3aXybVYa7qTRkDNMgbKgggyZ3Jvl-5zla_W1ujUc8M1a0f32U-PrBEMkebNG3ZfbgDm4aU5QjneJZ5OKn_t3Rpu4vw4CFqgLos_w1ip2j49FYaUvsI/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396439364229882306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPSuqGFuE-iPHRLsMCRQf_YYQKYv6i7XEsZufjXW2MwOR2IeUv0O7fDhJfS_5i0zjEaKgH3LX1MRVc9jdAVd4l4th35Snem4pTtJrVGQ5e-EON_KPqGgkVzYFw_GhNLG7CRRf4BCtmcS0/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnRlqviTY2hypbuoKl2urv_hRr9UQIN6kDW5KCMV2X_x9Z0vtDtUKeXbOxXyFYeCcdp_cCDClSaFjHcNQzBBD402ohN5hXULmrRfkUOVs5ZKGhxeEtsJ8SthuuI1wRNPXhA3EQRd-N_VY/s1600-h/DSC_0189.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396439359553579170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnRlqviTY2hypbuoKl2urv_hRr9UQIN6kDW5KCMV2X_x9Z0vtDtUKeXbOxXyFYeCcdp_cCDClSaFjHcNQzBBD402ohN5hXULmrRfkUOVs5ZKGhxeEtsJ8SthuuI1wRNPXhA3EQRd-N_VY/s320/DSC_0189.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-A3fwGedAhyphenhyphenP8nNAyRHv10aNlpdn4XCrkXBUKukPoMkmRjoZ7mYaYs9wy6cJAnWNQdgGZXqhsifJHCgo2PqTTC-FjiYboBMp56pXiCBmvgrKg3MvRnK7H8RJvLSp-X94zGgGZRmL4B80/s1600-h/DSC_0194.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396439350074262434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-A3fwGedAhyphenhyphenP8nNAyRHv10aNlpdn4XCrkXBUKukPoMkmRjoZ7mYaYs9wy6cJAnWNQdgGZXqhsifJHCgo2PqTTC-FjiYboBMp56pXiCBmvgrKg3MvRnK7H8RJvLSp-X94zGgGZRmL4B80/s320/DSC_0194.JPG" /></a><br /><br />There's only one way to say this.....Uncle Ryan LOVES getting his picture taken.....and after a couple hundred pictures of JUST HIM peaking out of cornstalks, making funny faces to the pumpkins, and cartwheeling through the patch I finally told him that I needed to get pictures of other people.....he finally, and very begrudgingly, let me take some pictures of Smiley.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3OCSvd8Bq-bpfiNBkChrtmqOjpVszEOG1jYIYn_vixXAPKLJ6VMS8lxLV5eiVF3JOw-di24hxigbHTXyA6CHJxc3V0CGSyxIyYmAGVjuwHXvH3Qp4etVmrm9PdmdpL6FjtCFwg7Sm_cE/s1600-h/DSC_0196.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396438347913771362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBZRIGVuf2ibXtP7cz0qMWgmbL1R-NOU6y55HML4hUbn5KFFXvis56npI4Buj_MXndEi8gS2J-rI7Ec3u882HqoQGOS-HFV0v5DnuiD-T_sjkuqmccz6kIYUuPomiHOEGd5GojsdzzZlg/s320/DSC_0214.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuVVII5bNw8yD3o6oZdv4_kRBcDvZCXx_nAqrr0wz4iqL2NFdnXpJRVYCbFAPBbkmmclOyl6inhLkN8jQOE-xeLnaopNEMntdSG_bb9eoXD1B-uxkP9gHZcogJcdj2LoWyX147D2Lb9Y/s1600-h/DSC_0216.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396438338959318898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxuVVII5bNw8yD3o6oZdv4_kRBcDvZCXx_nAqrr0wz4iqL2NFdnXpJRVYCbFAPBbkmmclOyl6inhLkN8jQOE-xeLnaopNEMntdSG_bb9eoXD1B-uxkP9gHZcogJcdj2LoWyX147D2Lb9Y/s320/DSC_0216.JPG" /></a> This is Koa's "zombie" face.....he likes to walk around the house telling me he's a zombie and he's going to eat my brains. Disturbing I know.....<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghMvKnUGdjn6beU2ZxP8_wAmGx8HQ49IjTTkdjzyCFEflcqkucCKQH71aLWEXieP0I0BsdZC35_2-a7BUr9z-CsZKRw_WleOe02M_fAyFBBXLB3vLXVvHSlLS2ylOhJlfGi69Vac9fCd4/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396438329528941026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghMvKnUGdjn6beU2ZxP8_wAmGx8HQ49IjTTkdjzyCFEflcqkucCKQH71aLWEXieP0I0BsdZC35_2-a7BUr9z-CsZKRw_WleOe02M_fAyFBBXLB3vLXVvHSlLS2ylOhJlfGi69Vac9fCd4/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJmsRi2bH7FyEeK4Eg9kDWwMijORVDItVoyIK3w36LrKdDPOUDcbLvXz1fFm8a6EZyeqm2hbgKfCTxEaTMxeHV16iAROyJ-R3pWqeqRIjMnuvcN0SBQzHvXVhQYJiRk4TzZpVE65sR-O8/s1600-h/DSC_0219.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396438320222635186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJmsRi2bH7FyEeK4Eg9kDWwMijORVDItVoyIK3w36LrKdDPOUDcbLvXz1fFm8a6EZyeqm2hbgKfCTxEaTMxeHV16iAROyJ-R3pWqeqRIjMnuvcN0SBQzHvXVhQYJiRk4TzZpVE65sR-O8/s320/DSC_0219.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcBRZGM0vqkZrMfEKH5Cy0X4vK8JHMEddN7X7aRRSpYdEDFZDHAgotHVNHkhTsR4c5USQTTY0vZkeM-a9lsleH2UNJOcFxYgFP3xkdrSx8r6ENdLuNIZlwh7Pf-jTPDFuSvI6dPQ4UM80/s1600-h/DSC_0225.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396438307256648738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcBRZGM0vqkZrMfEKH5Cy0X4vK8JHMEddN7X7aRRSpYdEDFZDHAgotHVNHkhTsR4c5USQTTY0vZkeM-a9lsleH2UNJOcFxYgFP3xkdrSx8r6ENdLuNIZlwh7Pf-jTPDFuSvI6dPQ4UM80/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" /></a> And there you have it. We missed you SMW and can't wait for next year when I can drag you up there and we can pick out a pumpkin, eat a taco, and wash it down with a rice bowl! YEEHAW!!!....Over and out....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-50799297294173303472009-10-05T22:15:00.000-07:002009-10-05T22:42:53.345-07:00Once upon a time.....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fh3ZuDHR3FW0Zwp34zwyKSsOQLbQ-zNlMu-p17EnkQh0CIWSBP8_Zib9zzBcLLzVdn2iq2ir1HkJdUJBa6j1QULNTqCTQDRHBsXyVVhPC0NK5MgzJrBNusVD9FfOZhb98EbHzBUyCe4/s1600-h/whooga.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fh3ZuDHR3FW0Zwp34zwyKSsOQLbQ-zNlMu-p17EnkQh0CIWSBP8_Zib9zzBcLLzVdn2iq2ir1HkJdUJBa6j1QULNTqCTQDRHBsXyVVhPC0NK5MgzJrBNusVD9FfOZhb98EbHzBUyCe4/s320/whooga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389352001451556338" border="0" /></a><br />Once upon a time there was a girl. And every time the girl would put on her knockoff Ugg sheepskin boots from Costco, a baby unicorn was born. Who knew that 34.99 could bring so much joy and happiness into the world. Who cares if they are ugly, non-water resistant, and soooooooo 2005, I. Don't. Care. I love them anyway to the deepest parts of my soul....or sole if you really wanna go there but I'm going to pretend I didn't. I first encountered these cushions of delight when I got sucked into the UGG world 5 years ago and paid well over a hundred dollars for a pink pair. Yes, I said pink. Shocking I know. But color wasn't important. What was important was the yummy deliciousness my feet felt once inside. Those dear sheep that gave of themselves for my happiness. Their sacrifice will not go unnoticed. And let me tell you....I have bought a pair every year since. I Eventually switching to the Costco brand because let's be honest, it's the same damn boot, but also SMW would have sh!t fit if he knew I paid that much for what he thinks are the ugliest boots to ever exist year after year. He's even nicknamed them my UGGLY boots. I say he just has a UGGLY attitude. LOLOLOL....oh my goodness. Must get some sleep. Anyway, the morale of this story is........sheep are awesome.....and boots are awesome........and when you put them together you get......awesome........and baby unicorns.<br /><br /> <span style="font-size:180%;">THE END</span><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-27341298679946707362009-10-02T22:49:00.001-07:002009-10-02T22:56:05.477-07:00Cheerleaders are people too....I have to keep telling myself that.....especially since my two traitor daughters have decided that they are die hard cheer girls. Not that I have anything against cheerleaders...but seriously.....where did I go wrong......I was pretty sure I had Kai convinced to do soccer but she was starstruck with the basket tossing, cheer bows, and crazy cheerleader smiles that I knew she was gone forever. So I suppressed my bitter rage and traipsed my happy ass to the Valleyfest parade with two boys in tow to cheer on our cheerleaders. 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You are a horrible mother....err.....fairy and should be caned in a Singapore jail. Good thing I rescued you and threw a dollar under Kai's bed and told her she must have knocked it down while she was sleeping......I'm getting sick of bailing your ass out......until next time TF....I've got my eye on you....<br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-51647900168019330342009-10-02T22:15:00.001-07:002009-10-02T22:45:05.827-07:00Nerdschool alert!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaU3wv7P8zr9J3V376xMsNbxCYsWnxIsO9irC6YW1nSNa_aCO78KbLx4p49ExDr84I7QofZBY2sO8mqPxqGms3NrLLtRDEtsqbDaI2qwvCTuq2Acg-RJ19JH0OxAqMBXZR4jic76s8g_c/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaU3wv7P8zr9J3V376xMsNbxCYsWnxIsO9irC6YW1nSNa_aCO78KbLx4p49ExDr84I7QofZBY2sO8mqPxqGms3NrLLtRDEtsqbDaI2qwvCTuq2Acg-RJ19JH0OxAqMBXZR4jic76s8g_c/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240782708095842" border="0" /></a><br />May I present......Kai and Isaiah's first day of school portraits.......yes I know....my children ARE highly gifted and have been enrolled into the Whitehill University gifted program for being the two smartest kids in the school. However.....I'm not quite sure why Isaiah's shirt was painted purple even though it was grey and said "Army Fort Bliss" but we've learned that we don't ask.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCpQ3SftjL3oD4qcOVh7amqOtR1XOBu5MrYQSjBTXxjwV5M-HQLZpSCkawVMwD2F0P4beRO28BXYmkeeJjMXLpyuGdX93EKX_-Si_wTVNscYgWAAkcA5rIYdnpyTaM4_NBSpkQlI8Sgc/s1600-h/DSC_0024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKCpQ3SftjL3oD4qcOVh7amqOtR1XOBu5MrYQSjBTXxjwV5M-HQLZpSCkawVMwD2F0P4beRO28BXYmkeeJjMXLpyuGdX93EKX_-Si_wTVNscYgWAAkcA5rIYdnpyTaM4_NBSpkQlI8Sgc/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240659957190866" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The first week of school we did a unit study on the book "How to Make an Apple Pie and See the World". The kids had so much homeschool nerdy fun that they couldn't stand it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMWUFEHcA0iTdAXA26MeRQf2_hyphenhyphenb_ZMRnE4Qc4SnyhCmPFtEIMbYa8ysAHKZzOsqKb6pWSjehz_1atML5pzQ4wISm-5wCN1UpwSKfxMeDqoFGNbyB9WK9yKh3LsorEiddra00xl-OPVKk/s1600-h/apple+pie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMWUFEHcA0iTdAXA26MeRQf2_hyphenhyphenb_ZMRnE4Qc4SnyhCmPFtEIMbYa8ysAHKZzOsqKb6pWSjehz_1atML5pzQ4wISm-5wCN1UpwSKfxMeDqoFGNbyB9WK9yKh3LsorEiddra00xl-OPVKk/s320/apple+pie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240651721688466" border="0" /></a><br />Here's all our ingredients for the pie we made.....including real cinnamon sticks from a Mexican Market where the guy at the front counter told me a joke in Spanish and thought I totally knew what he was saying.....to which I just smiled and laughed.....oh yes....I am one with my Hispanics.....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLtm5xaHuN0vXYDLQJfpFYIB-5yeTaHKCFS1dJAStgwqlibeQqD29Yul9cDMXxAg7wH54w7LLEqMBxwk7vmsoqDLbCDXe6cIVMyOAH_-3msS-VKkoW4nFCgULLsBCWgCllom4Jd707mHQ/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLtm5xaHuN0vXYDLQJfpFYIB-5yeTaHKCFS1dJAStgwqlibeQqD29Yul9cDMXxAg7wH54w7LLEqMBxwk7vmsoqDLbCDXe6cIVMyOAH_-3msS-VKkoW4nFCgULLsBCWgCllom4Jd707mHQ/s320/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240645616212306" border="0" /></a><br />Um.....we ate the pie before we could take a picture of it but I did manage to take this shot right before Koa dived in......the kids did a great job!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRaLKNV-gSGS5j-pVxJCuX2WnnmhcC3ziHMIG-JGi_1yZO3R4tUYK1kiIfITKVILe3l9MU5gLMybJHAM-Hh1Ibb1I3QCLDFmnK8EIqP_3c0xbBguqGp-RNdxMwGmsf6SrU8e6ps-zNB0/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXRaLKNV-gSGS5j-pVxJCuX2WnnmhcC3ziHMIG-JGi_1yZO3R4tUYK1kiIfITKVILe3l9MU5gLMybJHAM-Hh1Ibb1I3QCLDFmnK8EIqP_3c0xbBguqGp-RNdxMwGmsf6SrU8e6ps-zNB0/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240637730508562" border="0" /></a><br />And what says nerdy homeschool fall fun without a trip to the apple orchards!!!! Woooooweeeeee!!!!!!!!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Atnry6qdvmZHoH1oubEhI7Ul08ZyKWDUsYR-4vsw2xas6ALzkOOJMwleRb1Cg5Qz8788tV1sgOxnxPpwrHNc346p0ALuL6RfCWV2m7-dwDI0hBJ16xh7s4NX-y93U7YSq4tyQuHb7rU/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Atnry6qdvmZHoH1oubEhI7Ul08ZyKWDUsYR-4vsw2xas6ALzkOOJMwleRb1Cg5Qz8788tV1sgOxnxPpwrHNc346p0ALuL6RfCWV2m7-dwDI0hBJ16xh7s4NX-y93U7YSq4tyQuHb7rU/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388240628220096994" border="0" /></a><br />Anything Koa can stab with a stick is A-ok with him!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE72ORfGKhYfSYz06gO4pULCwRmOtPhHZSh64LQv93kP_3HZV5O8R8H6a5xRxQ4IvKoiW4vW9xETPbn0UWM5BORE6J-IWoqMm573-1jHvSoOQBL3s5bB2JNM5tt79sxCcLbB_gigzJ3uM/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE2YaEAK5SyoFFX9jIulwH_gplohzt2WWIGYqeP2ho6InappTy4MFRQ68zXDr80RxLGCNW3QhBI4PErg_iz2hQUjlhUr42fCCIpFZGwQsDlGmVtrzhTGrDHbMlNlthOri7f7I5hWGk36E/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388239109922635074" border="0" /></a><br />We were going to buy caramel apples at the orchards but.....they didn't have any made. WTF kind of apple orchard doesn't have carmel apples readily available at all times for fine patrons such as myself! RIDICULOUS I SAY! So we went to the store and bought our own carmel apple stuff.....TAKE THAT APPLE ORCHARD FARMERS!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghagREzsXZC6XV2_MZVLSggMQKDkJWMNFCtGzSHlBII4P97_AcALKlwWIKdN2fYBFpdUafdg0p2-DP3IMJedyfXm9NS2hZWypgdzBk3efLMDV0gE11mlD2QhdYswrNLBRxPfv5_kVPPtc/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghagREzsXZC6XV2_MZVLSggMQKDkJWMNFCtGzSHlBII4P97_AcALKlwWIKdN2fYBFpdUafdg0p2-DP3IMJedyfXm9NS2hZWypgdzBk3efLMDV0gE11mlD2QhdYswrNLBRxPfv5_kVPPtc/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388239104981367090" border="0" /> </a><br /> +<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD64hGohi5WNvV4vthzzd36twOnwVuzk0UM-MxgS_7TiUsp-tFVE-4zfUa65RoKM6ZukvnxEhEl9X-eJ7RshKe4A1wrUHILrl1RwajgXQFmdXKyG6yMsB5PR5DPt45TRv7-50MGRPyBas/s1600-h/DSC_0108.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD64hGohi5WNvV4vthzzd36twOnwVuzk0UM-MxgS_7TiUsp-tFVE-4zfUa65RoKM6ZukvnxEhEl9X-eJ7RshKe4A1wrUHILrl1RwajgXQFmdXKyG6yMsB5PR5DPt45TRv7-50MGRPyBas/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388239093615795794" border="0" /></a><br /> =<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLkwy3qs5V7MDgZa0T3QNyu1LVF27Lmsc0B9zL7_syKPiZ1qlhx4NwmCb__3vlBvWtBLmuVzFnZTNp91bBDyLMxb_O2xjtk0oVk8ocFPKGLFKkSMmt_-6ZCJVMzvMlhnSJ3ic2zU2MfY/s1600-h/DSC_0110.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLkwy3qs5V7MDgZa0T3QNyu1LVF27Lmsc0B9zL7_syKPiZ1qlhx4NwmCb__3vlBvWtBLmuVzFnZTNp91bBDyLMxb_O2xjtk0oVk8ocFPKGLFKkSMmt_-6ZCJVMzvMlhnSJ3ic2zU2MfY/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388239086280565170" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Oh the sugar rush.......might have gone into Anaphylactic shock after all that sugary goodness....but it was well worth it......oh yes it was.<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-18371940780202623622009-10-02T21:45:00.000-07:002009-10-02T22:14:56.372-07:00FALL FESTIMONY!!!!Yes, it's that time once again....what time your ask.....oh.....just THE BEST TIME OF THE YEAR!!!!! FALL BITCHES!!!!! Oh yeah......I love me some cold ass rainy weather! Chalk it up to growing up in Seattle, but there's nothing better then waking up to a cloudy stormy day in the fall. I even decorated our homeschool room with paper leaves hanging from the ceiling which I refuse to take pictures of because it will confirm my ticket to Nerdsville USA and I just can't accept my status yet. I will however share our pictures of the first day of school. Isaiah couldn't process the concept of first day of school pictures when all he had to do was walk downstairs but he did manage to muster a pretty decent nine year old "This is the stupidest thing ever" weakass smile which I thought was pretty cute regardless. you gotta love early morning harsh ass light pictures.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyASJVHO8UQoL9bjQ8qthGumO0PFkppMjgAVcJN4ES4Tse2dvIh_1Df4C2NvYj43OGOF4rtsO1-Gwcy_FjzJHW7cCy8e6dN_iXZAsRK-DjQaIFCufDajVDrOcNyyttIbg6R_5iE3rIUg/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyASJVHO8UQoL9bjQ8qthGumO0PFkppMjgAVcJN4ES4Tse2dvIh_1Df4C2NvYj43OGOF4rtsO1-Gwcy_FjzJHW7cCy8e6dN_iXZAsRK-DjQaIFCufDajVDrOcNyyttIbg6R_5iE3rIUg/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388235567931409954" border="0" /></a><br />Then there was the Diva who poses any time a camera is even remotely in the vicinity....the best is when she gets done watching a Toddlers and Tiara episode and I catch her practicing her "sassy" walk.......LOLOLOL oh man....need to find my camcorder for evidence. WORK IT OUT GIRL!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlnd-Urnhy8QAZZT-7bWWCa5PeeFFGlevaIM7noanaWC9rEHzOzKbEWDIjG2354wdH57MK3fwS_EjBEkU4UsG_ig-ljq8JlDepVL3TOTYcaJdp6efU8qFdR4FjMTG5VgX6y9rX_dAb9k/s1600-h/DSC_0007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlnd-Urnhy8QAZZT-7bWWCa5PeeFFGlevaIM7noanaWC9rEHzOzKbEWDIjG2354wdH57MK3fwS_EjBEkU4UsG_ig-ljq8JlDepVL3TOTYcaJdp6efU8qFdR4FjMTG5VgX6y9rX_dAb9k/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388236436028395058" border="0" /></a><br />Then you have my sweet lil Mama Girl......don't you feel sorry that such a cute innocent child has me for a mother.....MwAHAHAH!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWklqxwmDv_8GvlLrJhezBoqKsOla0wfK8E_y1tl3Lg4W90brfHK79EnG2UFpFYTAMbSAudpNneLCzsPEWpmm1fjbvgRWj6nSDUhYcreJyrsTHCkKPvfh0aoEb_yzMOCPnohPeLfPhl8/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcWklqxwmDv_8GvlLrJhezBoqKsOla0wfK8E_y1tl3Lg4W90brfHK79EnG2UFpFYTAMbSAudpNneLCzsPEWpmm1fjbvgRWj6nSDUhYcreJyrsTHCkKPvfh0aoEb_yzMOCPnohPeLfPhl8/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388237235513684946" border="0" /></a><br />And last but not least......the devil himself.....KJW.....I have no idea what this smile was all about but it's....well.....interesting....gotta love this kid.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxdrNADaE-31PsgrGwVi_SxVyfqAmxIGG8brcKIKrPrjo1YMBbsDrvWXm3yrjjisUgNxUzRSaWhU9xyanWgLE87wwST-ZKlDEEujb5n13WU8ecR7Or2jWOVDBNinAvBSf0xgjeYg6wZ8/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioxdrNADaE-31PsgrGwVi_SxVyfqAmxIGG8brcKIKrPrjo1YMBbsDrvWXm3yrjjisUgNxUzRSaWhU9xyanWgLE87wwST-ZKlDEEujb5n13WU8ecR7Or2jWOVDBNinAvBSf0xgjeYg6wZ8/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388237243198870434" border="0" /></a><br />Well there you have it.....Back to School pics.......Cheerio....<br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-59409435605205302802009-09-14T21:07:00.000-07:002009-09-14T22:35:53.876-07:00HAPPY BIRTHDAY SMW!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGowUeTaBXnZwmvGhWVcoIVoANTiori0RglSUur7pUrwyjA1EYFnJ5ahhu7YwjT5OexRTnwQvdhUnmyh-8bMX0oAUgahyte5Ldec1N7jHsIk1nF73f2mThwtjEyyg87It6vwni5NLLg2w/s1600-h/IMG00040-20090618-0643(2).JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGowUeTaBXnZwmvGhWVcoIVoANTiori0RglSUur7pUrwyjA1EYFnJ5ahhu7YwjT5OexRTnwQvdhUnmyh-8bMX0oAUgahyte5Ldec1N7jHsIk1nF73f2mThwtjEyyg87It6vwni5NLLg2w/s320/IMG00040-20090618-0643(2).JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381541603362404210" border="0" /></a><br />Oh man.......this blog has been neglected! I have SEVERAL posts to update so what better way to start off the bloggerfestimony then to wish my man a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! We started the birthday festivities last week by sending SMW a package including his first love.....a couple of 1 liter bottles of Mt. Dew, some nasty ass Hostess cupcakes, and some picture frames the kids decorated along with a photo album with pics of the fam. We also had one of those Hallmark cards that you can record a message in.....and the song Whoop There It is played after the kids message. Kai picked it out and thought it was the funniest card of life! I couldn't figure out why the kids kept laughing so hard until I heard them repeat what they THOUGHT the song said......WHOOMP FAT ASS.....WHOOMP FAT ASS. Seriously...I don't know where these kids get their f'in potty mouths from! LOL It's my one..........okay...........my one of several thousand character flaws that I'm working on so back off! Okay.....FOCUS.....back to birthday times. So in honor of my honey's birthday I decided to list the 20 things I love the most about my hubby!<br />On your mark....get set.....GO!<br /><br />(um....these are in no particular order)<br /><br />1. He let's me eat off his fork. This probably doesn't seem like a big deal but SMW has a thing about people eating off his cutlery....even the kids haven't been bestowed this fine honor. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy just thinking about it.<br /><br />2. SMW still opens the door for me when we go out! It's the little things that make a girl happy honey....just remember that.<br /><br />3. I love staring into his dreamy green eyes. Seriously....they are pretty dreamy.....<br /><br />4. His ability to predict the ending to a movie....ANY MOVIE! It's almost creepy......and now that I'm thinking about it....slightly annoying......WHY DID I LIST THIS ONE!<br /><br />5. He will probably want me to delete this one but it ain't happnin! He has the cutest little freckles all over his shoulders........I lOVE THEM! Oh.....I miss them....:(<br /><br />6. I'm still in mourning over this next one. I feel like I lost a dear, dear friend.....but when we met SMW had the best goatee of all times! I'm telling you....it was the goatee of champions! But when he just HAD TO GET BACK INTO THE MILITARY......no more goatee......oh the sacrifices we make for this great nation.<br /><br />7. Which brings me to my next point. SMW is one of the most patriotic people I have ever met. I love this about him. He truly believes in serving his country and takes it very seriously. And God bless the person who leaves their hat on during the National Anthem or decides to desecrate his beloved flag......oh yes, there will be blood.<br /><br />8. So this might be a little narcissistic of me.....but I do love how he laughs at almost all of my jokes! I've made it a goal in life to make my DH laugh.......<br /><br />9. Which brings me to my next point! KEEP EM COMING I SAY!!! SMW has one of the best laughs of all time!!! He has his everyday laugh and then he has this one laugh......his TRUE laugh......it's AWESOME! It's pretty few and far between hearing it....but when you do it is PRICELESS!!<br /><br />10. I have two words. Ghetto Engineer. That would describe SMW and his handy work. If you don't believe me.....just come take a gander at my car stereo right now.....but at least it works! SMW can fix just about anything.....don't ask him what he had to do to get it to work but he's pretty amazing when it comes to fixing things.<br /><br />11. Two other words......Ghetto Chef. Possibly Ghetto TOP Chef. He can make dinner out of almost anything in the kitchen. He did however make this one dinner that him and the kids thought was the best thing ever. Let me give you the ingredients. Hot Dogs, Top Ramen, Worschesthsgsgdfgjshire sauce and whatever other spices he felt would be happy in there. I'll let you be the judge.<br /><br />12. He looks pretty fantastic in his ACU's. MMMmmmHMMMM....<br /><br />13. This one is a little disturbing....I will admit....however....there is no shame in this girl's game.......I LOVE the smell of SMW's armpits! Awww....I could live there forever.....sometimes....and I do mean sometimes.....he let's me take a good long snifferoo......although it creeps him out and he probably won't admit he allows such idiotic behavior from his wife. NEXT!<br /><br />14. Whitehill has a way of making you feel like everything is going to be okay. No matter what the situation. Remember on Crocodile Dundee when he does that weird ass thing to the dog with his hands.......yeah.....kinda like that.<br /><br />15. I don't know how I'm going to describe this next thing. I will call it his conceited arrogant asshole wink. He only does it when he knows he's right about something and he gives you this winky wink with his eye and makes this sound with his mouth and I don't know why....but it's freakin hot when he does it! It makes me melt like budda.<br /><br />16. Whitehill is the most loyal Mofo I know. He is. Whether it's to family, friends, as an employee....when he's committed to people he will do anything and everything for them. He is am amazing person to have in your life...and if you are lucky enough to have him then you are one lucky son of a biatch!<br /><br />17. He has funky fresh rhythm for a white boy. And he thinks he's black. Which he's not. But we don't tell him.<br /><br />18. When he says "YEEEEAAHH MAN". You won't get it so let's move along shall we?<br /><br />19. Okay in laws....you might want to cover your eyes for this one......but SMW is the best smoocher I know....among other things but we are keeping this PG RATED KIDS! However, with all SMW's manly skills.......the thing that I love the most......is SMW's forehead kisses. They are the best in the west ya'll. Wish I had a forehead smooch right now. But I will sit patiently and wait 6 more months for one of those bad boy's.<br /><br />20. And now here we are at #20. The finale. the finish. The last thing I love about SMW.........is.............SMW! I just love.....him! I feel so blessed to have him as my husband and partner in crime. I miss him with all my heart and can't wait to have him beside me once again forever. Love you honey.....hope you had a great birthday and I can't wait to see you again.<br /><br />peace,<br /><br />your wifey<br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-90168766088082378372009-05-30T21:40:00.001-07:002009-06-02T01:48:10.883-07:00LDS Family Fun Part Deux!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivltdLa0lCqrVatBapT6JturOxN69dUKCBZaAfTsABqM0IohPeMIanOWZmGjw5X7Li8B7wEKEw8QRbLQG9vkcUS2P0CcYe1NoBYpzANboGmbu1S-ukJ7BC80hd1-exBUdoWAy7R2tT1Cs/s1600-h/DSC_0822.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivltdLa0lCqrVatBapT6JturOxN69dUKCBZaAfTsABqM0IohPeMIanOWZmGjw5X7Li8B7wEKEw8QRbLQG9vkcUS2P0CcYe1NoBYpzANboGmbu1S-ukJ7BC80hd1-exBUdoWAy7R2tT1Cs/s320/DSC_0822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341844309385409618" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I have two words for you. Raingutter. Regatta. Wooooweeeeee!!!!!! Yes, if the Pinewood Derby wasn't enough Mormony good times then who couldn't help resist a little Regatta action. Both the Scouts and the girls from Achievements participated this year and it was....well interesting to say the very least. First of all.......I MAY have made a secret wish that Isaiah was going to forget about this "Raingutter Regatta" so that I could sit at home but of course.....he remembered. Which I would like to now ask this question....how is it that a kid who can't remember to turn off his bedroom light, flush the toilet, change his underwear OR remember where he took his shoes ofF (which just a little side note.....made Isaiah go to the grocery store in socks the other day because I'M TIRED OF THIS KID LOSING HIS DAMN SHOES!!!!) but yet he can remember something that hasn't been mentioned in this house for two weeks!!!! Anyway, lucky for him he has a nice uncle who painted the boat for him and so off we went to the race. Do you see what he named his boat?!?!? Yes your eyes are not deceiving you.....he named his boat.....Big Daddy! I didn't see that until he put it in the lineup which made me give myself another horrible mother point because all I could think of was all the terribly innapropriate things he could have put and I wouldn't have known until we got there. C'ne' was also pretty proud of her boat and she did a pretty awesome job of painting her's if I do say so myself. So it gets to be race time and one of the Brother's in the race asks Isaiah where his rutter is......um.....what? Rutter? WTF is that? Ohhhhhhhhhhh.........you mean that little piece of metal that I threw away because all I saw it as was a weapon in my house? Yeah....it was long gone. So after lot's of scrambling they fixed my boy up right good (man I gotta use that phrase more often...especially in Deer Park) and we were ready! This was a single elimination round and all the scouts are racing each other and every one is having a good time until Isaiah's name is called.....and so is.......a girl's. I wish I would have had my camera ready because his face was so awesome I can't even put it into words. Sheer terror is the closest thing that will desrcibe it. All I knew is that my child had this look in his eyes that if he lost this race to a girl in front of all his friends that it was going to be the end of his world as he knew it. So the race starts.....and.........he lost. I could slowly see all his 9 year old manliness slowly seeping all over cultural hall floor. Poor guy. And I know that I will rack up another bad mother point with this statement.....but I was kinda.....I said KINDA....rooting for the girl, but after she won I felt so bad for my little guy. He was devastated. He went and sat in the corner for the rest of the races and couldn't get outta there fast enough. C'ne did pretty good and ended up racing twice. All in all it was a good time for the kids....notice I said KIDS....well I guess just C'ne so I really meant kid.......and I can't wait for next year when I can send SMW to take them!!!!!<br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-74947092258216444532009-05-11T18:50:00.001-07:002009-10-05T12:49:18.396-07:00Happy Mama's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0r38x8q6p16iRO_8H1Y0-Ivr8siGTJJgk_j5oBUktpDVI_rvGFS8OkbHGXp3FrgR3SrzYOFeOjBz16PTT7jEwy3p4EBj5fE7LRM_ESCDhqvtVO2qFFXruk5vWbIHQJMrGddPmwDp71iI/s1600-h/DSC_0799.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0r38x8q6p16iRO_8H1Y0-Ivr8siGTJJgk_j5oBUktpDVI_rvGFS8OkbHGXp3FrgR3SrzYOFeOjBz16PTT7jEwy3p4EBj5fE7LRM_ESCDhqvtVO2qFFXruk5vWbIHQJMrGddPmwDp71iI/s320/DSC_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334749271745930770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Guess what to my wondering eyes did appear........not 8 reindeer.........But FLOWERS FOOL! That's right.......even though SMW was on his way outta the country he was a sneaky little devil and must have had a magical leprechaun leave these for me Saturday night! Now, SMW, I love you but we both know that you have been slackadacious with your Mother's Day skillz in the past. This has definitely brought you back into my good graces. My mom took the other kiddo's and let me sleep in Sunday morning so I only had Mymy and we went and enjoyed a nice breakfast without Hoho biting, kicking, putting crayons in our water.....it was pretty close to heaven. Then because the kids are studying flight in school this week we went and saw the B-17 that was touring the area. Let me give you the three highlights that made this field trip worthwhile.<br /><br />1. Mymy telling the girl standing next to her that it was a B-17 like the girl was an idiot for not knowing already.<br />2. Bubba arguing with the guy at the souvenir booth after finding out that this particular B-17 wasn't a REAL B-17 because it didn't see any war time.<br />3. And lastly........Bubba pretending like he was shooting the gun out the side of the plane as he was yelling.......DIE GERMANS DIE when we took the tour of the inside. On a side note....he was HORRIFIED to learn that SMW was stopping in Germany on his way to the "place"......that was a pretty awesome conversation that ended up in me saying......just ask Dad the next time he calls.<br /><br />We delivered 5 flowers to all the important Mom's in our lives and topped off the night with dinner at my parents. It was a good Mother's Day besides the fact that SMW was in the process of flying 12000 miles away......my only regret was not catching the leprechaun Saturday night.........I have sooooo many questions......<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflZ8DvAejbnt303wIVHMD2jGHRbPRcJuqIF2DMeR3b9V8bmnbCpkI7Qu1i3MV0fO6yIwxuG8Mg2ubwmE7ZsTPML-3nQCP8wtF1mqHkbmoS5ISee8WrgdECsnIW7cEoKyRl3BiZesuw3g/s1600-h/DSC_0802.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiflZ8DvAejbnt303wIVHMD2jGHRbPRcJuqIF2DMeR3b9V8bmnbCpkI7Qu1i3MV0fO6yIwxuG8Mg2ubwmE7ZsTPML-3nQCP8wtF1mqHkbmoS5ISee8WrgdECsnIW7cEoKyRl3BiZesuw3g/s320/DSC_0802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334749266912390130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrZ4_qXU0emaohaUPtRe_4Ok-k-YMrK81AnllRo-ca7s-w8Br3H5_6bMGsX6CWAHdvwNFIslrPPTrrKeS1DT1KcYB7AxhCIxO86bSwSGY_m-L_VB7LkOUH9kGGKqb5HG4fNBv0GrBha0/s1600-h/DSC_0817.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCrZ4_qXU0emaohaUPtRe_4Ok-k-YMrK81AnllRo-ca7s-w8Br3H5_6bMGsX6CWAHdvwNFIslrPPTrrKeS1DT1KcYB7AxhCIxO86bSwSGY_m-L_VB7LkOUH9kGGKqb5HG4fNBv0GrBha0/s320/DSC_0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334749262928282834" border="0" /></a><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-86543621290556979402009-05-11T18:38:00.000-07:002009-05-11T18:49:56.390-07:00Turning 9.....in 09!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIyhLSTNkgKs5avrwYjL-xBAYTfmCoilDsak81N8qMTEnKWBESiiMTsYSJtfxQWWklmfwGRsx9vmfNmxlWziZCuj1PI6gwMCCCJPNQMK-4jqmq-VxAMbVWDqcGc31SLG_XDSyxatzi5e4/s1600-h/DSC_0798.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIyhLSTNkgKs5avrwYjL-xBAYTfmCoilDsak81N8qMTEnKWBESiiMTsYSJtfxQWWklmfwGRsx9vmfNmxlWziZCuj1PI6gwMCCCJPNQMK-4jqmq-VxAMbVWDqcGc31SLG_XDSyxatzi5e4/s320/DSC_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334746493545498066" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I thought that was a pretty clever play on numbers.....until I realized that it's always been like that....5 in 05.....2 in 02....you get the drift....so basically not only am I not a genuis....but I'm a pretty stupid Mom for not figuring that out earlier. Sweet. Needless to say he did have another birthday on Thursday and opened up a telescope, Survival Book for kids....you know in case your in the middle of Africa and you need to eat a dead zebra carcass, Eyewitness book on World War II (I'm hoping it curbs his desire to discuss Hitler in the middle of the grocery store) and 750 stars to put on his ceiling......which was the dumbest present I could have got him because it took almost 3 hours to put all those little F@*kers up! All in all it was a good day and we topped it off, with a little help from buddy Duncan Hines, with a Rocket cake. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBBA! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IaGEkd_hsVjaIHWu7jVbEFtmNuoirh2Vh7Hx3FFrCT91H_pgO1cI4eNnjR2sL_vazMWUwNEm5hSo5u8mkXDrW7gGN81xlhbGjbwSR0CkoRBzhSg-TzS_iqYinpDrT2ruflRCsowARAA/s1600-h/DSC_0784.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_IaGEkd_hsVjaIHWu7jVbEFtmNuoirh2Vh7Hx3FFrCT91H_pgO1cI4eNnjR2sL_vazMWUwNEm5hSo5u8mkXDrW7gGN81xlhbGjbwSR0CkoRBzhSg-TzS_iqYinpDrT2ruflRCsowARAA/s320/DSC_0784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334746488725636434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZ1fdqUoUHX8T_wI2DCZmTteU405ODG1fz_w7s26ghtOq5GEYjrZMTGswF-QgKBGlNOy7zwMElG4_K4-oEYaQcXsMNsJ7lQa03wPc65Uj_YEfXdJwE2KhFIRcsEOGIYa8ta3tuggFj7Y/s1600-h/DSC_0785.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBZ1fdqUoUHX8T_wI2DCZmTteU405ODG1fz_w7s26ghtOq5GEYjrZMTGswF-QgKBGlNOy7zwMElG4_K4-oEYaQcXsMNsJ7lQa03wPc65Uj_YEfXdJwE2KhFIRcsEOGIYa8ta3tuggFj7Y/s320/DSC_0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334746484794089890" border="0" /></a><br />That's right.....what cake is complete without Koa's fingerprints stuck inside.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-7PqnscqhX9jtkZ1S0JlHUMosTsC1dIPu2E2zzCBYXtSU6fkNMTL7InSx7998D2BS4zsslZaD44BfNIZLdQmSZk859vjeqytMUZ9tNmiomzvO9VtoY45hrgaQAFh8QJhZvoUHEPArQs/s1600-h/DSC_0792.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-7PqnscqhX9jtkZ1S0JlHUMosTsC1dIPu2E2zzCBYXtSU6fkNMTL7InSx7998D2BS4zsslZaD44BfNIZLdQmSZk859vjeqytMUZ9tNmiomzvO9VtoY45hrgaQAFh8QJhZvoUHEPArQs/s320/DSC_0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334746480561053330" border="0" /></a><br />This is the only picture he let me take of him opening up presents......in time.....he will regret it!JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-45341592532042307602009-05-11T18:09:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:47:13.721-07:00Bon Voyage Snuggle Britches<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-1Ionrxz9TYJm6EKCgKslWDRiQtdWbTQZfVktOLmtnAjtXfjibo-E-5LmH0BH4EudgCEFBX2Hgz7DSZSUPdwDSvE7DWo7Q3hotu0_xI2c-G4liu8QcQdW5QQv-RdF49jYRicOOFSQyUE/s1600-h/DSC_0780.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-1Ionrxz9TYJm6EKCgKslWDRiQtdWbTQZfVktOLmtnAjtXfjibo-E-5LmH0BH4EudgCEFBX2Hgz7DSZSUPdwDSvE7DWo7Q3hotu0_xI2c-G4liu8QcQdW5QQv-RdF49jYRicOOFSQyUE/s320/DSC_0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334741012623688418" border="0" /></a><br />I have never......EVER....referred to SMW as Snuggle Britches but it just seemed so right...down in the depths of my soul..... to type that just now.......Snugglyriffic actually. Anyway, we were able to spend a fun filled 5 day/6 night mini leave with SMW before he left for the pits of hell. We weren't sure if he was going to be able to come home and I had actually planned on possibly flying over to Indiana to see him if he couldn't leave but yes.....he was able to come home to chill at the crib and we enjoyed having him home even if it was for a short time. That was a awesomely long run on sentence if I do say so myself. Sorry we didn't come visit Krista!!!! Anyway, it went by waaaaay to fast and was thinking even before he got off the plane....cuz I'm a glass is ALWAYS half empty kind of a girl...that it was going to be over before we knew it. And it was. So on Sunday we said goodbye to Snuggle Britches, or SB if you prefer.....for who knows how long since he's not gauranteed leave during this deployment......which is a whole other glass is half empty story for another day. WOOT WOOT.....betcha just can't wait! He should be landing in Kuwait right around now and we miss him so much.......Can't wait to talk to you SB.....now find a damn phone so we can spend $100 on a 3 minute conversation!!!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDedwEipLFajcNn0-bVrA4g57YCk3PdsTrUpTfmD4OVE0m3BYrNCK1uwe1sRBWoeZ3u4AKhlSudWE9LKWSBoLLc3tziAxpdOP5H-d9oHO1ni-BWSgdmijJmBs-fIC7QTjWfCRRASAgcD8/s1600-h/DSC_0770.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDedwEipLFajcNn0-bVrA4g57YCk3PdsTrUpTfmD4OVE0m3BYrNCK1uwe1sRBWoeZ3u4AKhlSudWE9LKWSBoLLc3tziAxpdOP5H-d9oHO1ni-BWSgdmijJmBs-fIC7QTjWfCRRASAgcD8/s320/DSC_0770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740274639319762" border="0" /></a><br />Nothing like dragging out the goodbyes and having Moms drive you out to the runway to see daddy's plane take off.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR8OgWSJyFQaMOGXhMmNbVyuqwbAtH1azrKoP3ESaGqR4zYBI0BILDdEX-uCSIj-M4Dy_EVVdAyspSNZaaMJkxJ_haC0ihNaOGFTxVUf96fOblTnJVSAokzHIf9DwWa-2govnkSZwEwfg/s1600-h/DSC_0762.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR8OgWSJyFQaMOGXhMmNbVyuqwbAtH1azrKoP3ESaGqR4zYBI0BILDdEX-uCSIj-M4Dy_EVVdAyspSNZaaMJkxJ_haC0ihNaOGFTxVUf96fOblTnJVSAokzHIf9DwWa-2govnkSZwEwfg/s320/DSC_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740269424030962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This picture didn't turn out because I was a crying fool but it pretty much sums up the day.....good times.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFL3xvp_i1O-gpEGtTTbVnAOR4PwPBPxgTjYbqH881LYKI2ldzZNIolG2xUvMnnY_tiAgbf-uHXhviy0wqoXqE2USN8DhD0NeMmZs8FqLgjR6fqfBM9BIAZNSo4Vt_wyeM7kC1mZpd02Y/s1600-h/DSC_0760.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFL3xvp_i1O-gpEGtTTbVnAOR4PwPBPxgTjYbqH881LYKI2ldzZNIolG2xUvMnnY_tiAgbf-uHXhviy0wqoXqE2USN8DhD0NeMmZs8FqLgjR6fqfBM9BIAZNSo4Vt_wyeM7kC1mZpd02Y/s320/DSC_0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740265235042194" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Smile for the camera kids.....you know you want this thing shoved in your face right now!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTEGTiFCWpnrxvIWGQ9mjsAkcY1hQLLz8ET9DHwNylFC6B89nIE5eOm47a7Fbf95EMfmZmTRJ-ihb1gcDDBNVKPZegUlXLKUmdGjOla6jf5YuxuKBZBX5Rk58pp1q0HPRpg49apOXoWGQ/s1600-h/DSC_0755.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTEGTiFCWpnrxvIWGQ9mjsAkcY1hQLLz8ET9DHwNylFC6B89nIE5eOm47a7Fbf95EMfmZmTRJ-ihb1gcDDBNVKPZegUlXLKUmdGjOla6jf5YuxuKBZBX5Rk58pp1q0HPRpg49apOXoWGQ/s320/DSC_0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740258744849762" border="0" /></a><br /><br />This was SMW.....er.....SB's early birthday present for Bubba before he left.........football cards. They sat there forever like two dorks in a pod looking them over......I'm glad that Bubba got to spend this time with his dad.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-xH1747Vm4MbjVtbp-nBZhTgXdAuiS6GPGTgxSVoO6D3a-Sj4n0_a6GzwsP2WH36Z6lBtAcePGm6Da9U2zKq0xWi76sbi6p31slZFq33drIR-OVodB24uEgs0PgIRQh83d2QoJz4xXI/s1600-h/DSC_0754.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj-xH1747Vm4MbjVtbp-nBZhTgXdAuiS6GPGTgxSVoO6D3a-Sj4n0_a6GzwsP2WH36Z6lBtAcePGm6Da9U2zKq0xWi76sbi6p31slZFq33drIR-OVodB24uEgs0PgIRQh83d2QoJz4xXI/s320/DSC_0754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334740544645770306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />TWO DORKS IN A POD.....without a pod.......<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-52510995952491211612009-05-06T15:10:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:46:30.066-07:00Hard Lessons Learned My Child......Hard Lessons Learned<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV42Me0L12Ne5xco3iiHu8aCJ8npt8-9NR4UGzBoF5XFyQWnSF5MT9aTYvIsEUY3lG4xiWanPOe2iyLRxTV6gg-PAOyzVnLFtmOX2_r3c5b_DpPUErCErb3XPW5c3r4CMQtaZGaQozAcQ/s1600-h/Adam+Lambert.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV42Me0L12Ne5xco3iiHu8aCJ8npt8-9NR4UGzBoF5XFyQWnSF5MT9aTYvIsEUY3lG4xiWanPOe2iyLRxTV6gg-PAOyzVnLFtmOX2_r3c5b_DpPUErCErb3XPW5c3r4CMQtaZGaQozAcQ/s320/Adam+Lambert.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332837749573371890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />American Idol.......you are the DEVIL! I can't believe I even watch it, but week after week like a mindless drone I get sucked into it's magical powers. It does make me feel a little better that I don't watch the results show because I could really care less who get's voted off. Sometimes I do watch just to see if anyone cries......oh how I love when they cry.....hmmmm.....maybe I'm the devil! Anyway, last night Nene and me are spending another Tuesday night caught in the grips of the AI machine when I hear her utter a squeal when Adam comes out.....LOL......oh you must reread that last sentence after you get done with this post because it's GOL for sure! Okay back on track......so we are watching Adam sing and I notice that she has googly eyes!!! Really.....googly eyes for the screeching, eyeline wearing Adam Lambert?!?!?!? WHO'S KID IS THIS!!! Needless to say....she's smitten by Adam and immediately starts defending his honor and her crush by pointing out how cute he is.....he's such a good singer......yada yada yada......I may have gotten a wee too much delight in crushing her hopes and dreams of someday having lil eyeliner wearing Adam Lamberts running around when I told her........."Um honey......you know Adam's gay right"? SHABAM! Who let me be a mother anyway? You should have seen her face.....Price oh Less!!! After a few minutes of denial she did what any self respecting 11 year old would do in this time of crisis......GOOGLE BITCHES!!! Under parental supervision of course so calm down. After several sites confirming his gaydom she finally relented and with a heavy sigh she asked that age old question asked by women of all ages and generations "Mom, why are all the cute boy's gay"? Oh sweet child.......if we only knew.......<br /><br />On a lighter note I wrapped up my T.V. watching last nite with the Season Finale of Real Housewives of New York....not as good as some of the other cities but who can't deny that Simon's pants were not fanfreakingtastic!!! Can't wait for the New Jersey Housewives.....they look a damn HOT MESS!! And to bring the evening full circle we topped it off with a little Blueberry Patch, fornicating Cousins, Man Juice and Peter and Tinkerbell......if you know what I'm talking about B.F.F. applications will be accepted until the 15th.<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-19588298116924284192009-04-23T23:28:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:45:53.997-07:00What would you do for a buck<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxtwn6MHcJyhBDgPWFpJdtzjAhtmAjQ-sP3cbm0Xfbzlj233XbyQ8oYyXu829WGfVsDW3KUrCDy-U-EQF5zjOiKzQcU25vljSMxPn0BgwirU5kwIPuIdK5hwCeXBzVqoZKrWw7uBi1Mck/s1600-h/DSC_0748.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxtwn6MHcJyhBDgPWFpJdtzjAhtmAjQ-sP3cbm0Xfbzlj233XbyQ8oYyXu829WGfVsDW3KUrCDy-U-EQF5zjOiKzQcU25vljSMxPn0BgwirU5kwIPuIdK5hwCeXBzVqoZKrWw7uBi1Mck/s320/DSC_0748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328141192428650658" border="0" /></a><br />The past two weeks the kids have been doing a unit study of Japan. We have had alot of fun with it and ended the unit on Saturday with the kick off to Japan week Downtown. I really wanted the kids to get their pictures taken with the Bon-Odori dancers but Bubba was not happy about it and pretty much ran away. After several attempts trying to convince him I finally,shamelessly, bribed him with a dollar. I wish that the pic I had taken of just him and the girls had turned out because they were ALL OVER HIM! They thought he was the cutest thing ever and kept rubbing his head......and also throwing up the peace sign....which I didn't understand but whatever.....anyway, after the picture was taken he was sooooo red in the face but as he walked over he said "That was definitely worth a dollar". LOLOLOL<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-73446641532232099222009-04-23T23:24:00.000-07:002009-04-23T23:28:30.313-07:00YUM-O<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDveXD2ACGv3gAll-ZhH_sEDV1jqmm9i8O09-nZfbgp34bb_9ijPXGqJ4pblsQHQzxhspZdAxD1d-w0g0R-KsTd72FgeGn8DVfY9ksOGPlAfzRYzLiex46my_d0-_FpfMnF1AbDz6vVFU/s1600-h/DSC_0704.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDveXD2ACGv3gAll-ZhH_sEDV1jqmm9i8O09-nZfbgp34bb_9ijPXGqJ4pblsQHQzxhspZdAxD1d-w0g0R-KsTd72FgeGn8DVfY9ksOGPlAfzRYzLiex46my_d0-_FpfMnF1AbDz6vVFU/s320/DSC_0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328140197878913954" border="0" /></a><br />If you ever wanted to know what would happen if you just happened to put a Cup O' Noodle in the microwave without any water and maybe....just maybe.....put it on for 6 minutes. I don't know about you....but if you just scrape off the burned marks it still looks fine to me! Needless to say......a certain 8 year old has now been banned from the microwave til he graduates.JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-34700886568238447592009-04-23T23:10:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:44:53.729-07:00Easter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74b2ais_APNED-e2filEBJBaPzW6Bq8mQNMqG94XgvtBJGficdpw7NEq05LaYPd9o0CjuMwwWiPvdroIRkfr-7f19u3w6eJSlAucY-6TC0bmv0HGf_aSkF3JbWvgsPE4_LGHnjNydw-o/s1600-h/DSC_0687.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj74b2ais_APNED-e2filEBJBaPzW6Bq8mQNMqG94XgvtBJGficdpw7NEq05LaYPd9o0CjuMwwWiPvdroIRkfr-7f19u3w6eJSlAucY-6TC0bmv0HGf_aSkF3JbWvgsPE4_LGHnjNydw-o/s320/DSC_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328138437978364034" border="0" /></a><br />Look at those bright shiny faces!!! So, two outta four smiling ain't bad right? I'm not quite sure what Bubba was doing but this was the best face out of....oh......600 attempts. MAYBE not 600....but it felt like it...and it left me wanting to stab myself in the face.......HAPPY EASTER!!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8zEeo_l2R2kBVezWUqhb3rhIFk2M6PZdh2mAl4sOCiC6nJTVnghUVBkeCFuhJmWAobKNpUVjGCLMqBbMyIbWAJ5_bKuooI0nl5rd5RU_wEc0nIMltAHUsXJ9MrfO4UGHe9IWR3Pf6ag/s1600-h/DSC_0664.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ8zEeo_l2R2kBVezWUqhb3rhIFk2M6PZdh2mAl4sOCiC6nJTVnghUVBkeCFuhJmWAobKNpUVjGCLMqBbMyIbWAJ5_bKuooI0nl5rd5RU_wEc0nIMltAHUsXJ9MrfO4UGHe9IWR3Pf6ag/s320/DSC_0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328138430976761890" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5hwsU1cCEO9cTBlrzW8_Kg6BvRNdWaPJ6bVqCGM7hK0BRS1Y3_0qjIG6gxXHFnMXsri1cXmPGI4Tdo4MtRObzFPdezCPonZld8o2AWA7zlcguYJUsv8k9mWcsZN1nAJPgFbe7tfxTiDs/s1600-h/DSC_0651.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwXshz3hNbZDx4yzhyphenhyphenLQH_sk-Z-WYI3hiFeuvxDnSP40PIA118spBdAUqf5S6NV9T2UNih9CIyqy4fJXPo6sjbkA9pcE38XejY3pJQlCBRO7EgI4e3-8bJYlRotdJZLpdYZEpA3oKBou0/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328137294371422754" border="0" /></a><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-64462501425480402892009-04-23T23:00:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:44:24.497-07:00ELEVEN!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtJ4R0ZGkLsCQUSFskOLb0YJtthoS1Hke9PMACdvDhwYFyaOkV8J93ua8zWL3ys4ma9hSVsFPNj0TRhSDdZkKq3qKcUeR9bDftq6iaZAUca9rKM6prPgdJewkeMOAjtny-r6STujbIzLI/s1600-h/DSC_0634.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbjTCnNQYbHcZHqJ4D1zbexsAihnFu9wj2JlGj06u3K6T8k9UCclQ4ii892sgfo4TA9aPyN-kShiX7HH2zDXcEz_vZAUOQuKVwT0T5ubeBaCxCvf6uQ1WyeanOzo-EQRmv-agSM_hPLns/s320/DSC_0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328134182109978418" border="0" /></a><br />I can't believe that Nene turned 11! It seems like time is going by sooooo fast. She had a great birthday this year. We redecorated her room.....well....we are in the process of redecorating her room and as soon as it's done I will update with pictures. She was excited to get her new bedding and decor for her room. And yes......that is my attempt at a handbag cake. Backoff yo......it's the best I could do.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg21UnPtqKGdAY2sUjr1qTxBsZI54c8XBCCYDg7UlURGVz5d-y8telNXxm_eWkLmjawbCxEdWr7zhG694rPXHUV0_tNod1QPazwniYfGQZaHGVpRUteyTEOTi4Y5MZl3Ais5yMx3xHMHWI/s1600-h/DSC_0640.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg21UnPtqKGdAY2sUjr1qTxBsZI54c8XBCCYDg7UlURGVz5d-y8telNXxm_eWkLmjawbCxEdWr7zhG694rPXHUV0_tNod1QPazwniYfGQZaHGVpRUteyTEOTi4Y5MZl3Ais5yMx3xHMHWI/s320/DSC_0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328134181361071010" border="0" /></a><br /><br />And of course......anything that's pink and Hoho's all up in it's bidness!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvP8gp1ZNxUBpTgnKDKaK1U6DaEXP-8G9nxMRZ_Rvx8q9WMz9YuAOTX5aMa7abvMVHyvEzqWi3TSigtAbzh94HshoREHXMeDEJ6R_EAG2yGSm-s9lEH0oGZph-swEeIIusVMR5Q7zuIA/s1600-h/DSC_0644.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfvP8gp1ZNxUBpTgnKDKaK1U6DaEXP-8G9nxMRZ_Rvx8q9WMz9YuAOTX5aMa7abvMVHyvEzqWi3TSigtAbzh94HshoREHXMeDEJ6R_EAG2yGSm-s9lEH0oGZph-swEeIIusVMR5Q7zuIA/s320/DSC_0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328134175690215186" border="0" /></a><br />Happy Birthday Nene!<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-1584835574597214972009-04-23T22:41:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:43:22.543-07:00The Holy Ghost helps you not punch yourself in the face<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YSJbf2tkQyXGaLObdv5ASL8UyBcE92OV_y2vSKL4yykAyDkLCO9e1N-JcCDRP8IB7tBqR1YhkqUi6hy4jZAcKgboJLAQW7207fDJv5kEcPRVSKigRUxJaZ_VDu4QC98iN9raMnydQsc/s1600-h/DSC_0672.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9YSJbf2tkQyXGaLObdv5ASL8UyBcE92OV_y2vSKL4yykAyDkLCO9e1N-JcCDRP8IB7tBqR1YhkqUi6hy4jZAcKgboJLAQW7207fDJv5kEcPRVSKigRUxJaZ_VDu4QC98iN9raMnydQsc/s320/DSC_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132782686105506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGLuTJ5PFW18udZataDe4MrZVUDp7ABinq63vZNAOLheywLB_Em6Xn9TDfQ7t76PTuQsv5OTElO0njkvMCmYd6fNjr_HZWzJHJZ2ua4G9b0BWLxFwN9vE3K-8XV-OiDXLxjZLrC_6Ypw/s1600-h/DSC_0671.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGLuTJ5PFW18udZataDe4MrZVUDp7ABinq63vZNAOLheywLB_Em6Xn9TDfQ7t76PTuQsv5OTElO0njkvMCmYd6fNjr_HZWzJHJZ2ua4G9b0BWLxFwN9vE3K-8XV-OiDXLxjZLrC_6Ypw/s320/DSC_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328132779263251378" border="0" /></a><br />Did you know that? That's awesome! Thanks Holy Ghost! Bubba informed me of this the night before his baptism when we were talking about him getting the gift of the Holy Ghost the next day. I was wanting to make sure that he understood what a special and important day it was going to be when he very annoyingly looked at me and said "Mom.....I already know what the Holy Ghost is.....it's what makes you not punch yourself in the face when you lose your video game". I've never been more proud. Makes me wonder what he said in the Bishop's interview......LOL........oh Bubba.....I do love you<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-64386952292458839422009-03-31T19:53:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:42:44.604-07:00She's Just Being Smiley<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbVeBka08-t-sRMMxPQTIfF3BgLzblHckTzd-KJcAj8AncXu-seuukYn-WrlRkvIz7Pfl8mkp133t0AGbQ7oBqXyWr2kT20I_UO31ZaAiah9ez6-N2a4Ftyt9IDTTnE1Qgn83TTm4AJ0/s1600-h/DSC_0662.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWbVeBka08-t-sRMMxPQTIfF3BgLzblHckTzd-KJcAj8AncXu-seuukYn-WrlRkvIz7Pfl8mkp133t0AGbQ7oBqXyWr2kT20I_UO31ZaAiah9ez6-N2a4Ftyt9IDTTnE1Qgn83TTm4AJ0/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319582665724260002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Today my Sis-in-law came over with my brand new niece so that we could take some newborn pictures. The plan was to take Easter pictures with all the kids but my little darlings were acting the damn fool today so that wasn't going to happen unless pics where your kids are duct taped to chairs is the new trend. Sooooooo Smiley flew solo......seriously people......look at that FACE! I just want to wolf snarf her face she's so sticken cute! SNAAAAARFFF!!!! I could hardly stand how cute she was. I'm still learning my camera people so be gentle but I thought they turned out good. AND, my MIL brought us Jr. Whoppers......seriously.....wolf snarfs and Br. King.....WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK FOR!<br /><br />At this Easter time let's all take a moment and pay hommage to the original baby in a basket.......Moses! Who's up for a 8 hour marathon with the splendid and oh so talented Charlton Heston in Ten Commandments?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1GsCrNZtN1o2JI9E34YIfsTncljFtKa7nsFq5F034EyCMQACNJx7wUbK66CeqZ6Fg6juWNdO5FoSnph7H7hhl67HuOuXHAtr0Fb340r6VaPsgpWpOP-n-AwzP3et2daT3Dd7uTTzNbk/s1600-h/DSC_0590.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1GsCrNZtN1o2JI9E34YIfsTncljFtKa7nsFq5F034EyCMQACNJx7wUbK66CeqZ6Fg6juWNdO5FoSnph7H7hhl67HuOuXHAtr0Fb340r6VaPsgpWpOP-n-AwzP3et2daT3Dd7uTTzNbk/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319582487016692098" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkSseRBikCv3G_-YFv50dnRCX8qlOXW7NxbJ5BOoM5svJCsgJYsXmfzL2khSzqQsb1vPGdaIqBn35iJI5pOFM2CV1tkrlGBBNdYPcXGEmADCip3NCFmSvB1nK6wfrjGsrbrFECSrHgq0/s1600-h/DSC_0635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKkSseRBikCv3G_-YFv50dnRCX8qlOXW7NxbJ5BOoM5svJCsgJYsXmfzL2khSzqQsb1vPGdaIqBn35iJI5pOFM2CV1tkrlGBBNdYPcXGEmADCip3NCFmSvB1nK6wfrjGsrbrFECSrHgq0/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319582484039914178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXY29bP-aP7ZgTFr9Hkf16rQ2SYTT5KFFrhFga24uIBxO6Bvz0NMjs9p8BKc72CIQsjthKRTp_Et1XQh551dQ1mia3UEVPEu6FVgpN40vyGInIQVNld9Y0O1Y_7ZuS3AwmWGGSDaF8PBU/s1600-h/DSC_0669.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXY29bP-aP7ZgTFr9Hkf16rQ2SYTT5KFFrhFga24uIBxO6Bvz0NMjs9p8BKc72CIQsjthKRTp_Et1XQh551dQ1mia3UEVPEu6FVgpN40vyGInIQVNld9Y0O1Y_7ZuS3AwmWGGSDaF8PBU/s320/DSC_0669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319579596967659138" border="0" /><br /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAlwdmjlHiIieyXZ6g5bF7CTzX7SonG1Iyc4KolosrLh3DcQhu7ltcO3Tv3WTS_Xlw1sFtT6_iFEfZjGU0jDLH_9xsiCAV_VO6sjQ91k0uoZsaS3fBbFx6W7GmeI4IIyXN8TUwva7L1D4/s1600-h/DSC_0589.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAlwdmjlHiIieyXZ6g5bF7CTzX7SonG1Iyc4KolosrLh3DcQhu7ltcO3Tv3WTS_Xlw1sFtT6_iFEfZjGU0jDLH_9xsiCAV_VO6sjQ91k0uoZsaS3fBbFx6W7GmeI4IIyXN8TUwva7L1D4/s320/DSC_0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319579594208308498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0668.jpg"><br /></a><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522471436113464166.post-71781398687488809412009-03-27T16:55:00.000-07:002009-10-05T12:41:41.480-07:00It's time to get yer Derby on!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0584.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 799px;" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0584.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Rachael/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/New%20Folder/DSC_0582.JPG" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Rachael/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/New%20Folder/DSC_0582.JPG" alt="" />Sorry peeps I'm too lazy to adjust pic size and remove red eye so all you photography nazi's are just going to have to DEAL! Well it's that time of the year ladies and gents.....the time of the year for a whole evening of good ole fashioned LDS wholesomeness in the form of the PINEWOOD DERBY!! Yippee skippy. SMW and Bubba were able to have a little father son bonding time before he left and make a gem of a Derby car which.....honey...you may not want to read any further.....looked like a car that had been made by a son and his mother because his dad was deployed. I mean...you rocked the body shape but seriously....letting him color it with colored pencil?!?!? All the great cars of Derby's past are greatly dissapointed in you...I know I know....you had other things on your mind so I'm hoping that you don't mind that I made it very clear several times that I indeed was not the one responsible for that masterpiece. Regardless of what I thought Bubba was in heaven and loved his car so that's all that matters......blah blah blah.<br /><br />Here's Hoho in his uniform....actually his uniform is usually one of Mama's dress's or a tutu and heels but who's keeping track....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0574.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 799px;" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0574.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Um.........Bubba's car is the one on the left.....needless to say it's speed didn't make up for it's appearance.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0586.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 799px;" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0586.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0588.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 535px; height: 799px;" src="http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g216/x375ranger/DSC_0588.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />So I'm amazed I was able to get any pictures of the Derby at all because this was the view I had almost the entire nite....yes...this is Hoho racing around the Mormon speedway at the church building.....nothing but a vicious circle. At least I got a little cardio in! WOOT WOOT!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutJdxD8v2sDFapsm47bPxYybMcmk3JEbQPJO-6M0UMas-FaM8fjQ6qA1b1P1cl9KuBs4jIJAGdj0qrI6injDi5garMx1SohZAeMJAEer66hAOGys6ZmvdbefkePVqDBdpZf_j38yCMpE/s1600-h/DSC_0582.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjutJdxD8v2sDFapsm47bPxYybMcmk3JEbQPJO-6M0UMas-FaM8fjQ6qA1b1P1cl9KuBs4jIJAGdj0qrI6injDi5garMx1SohZAeMJAEer66hAOGys6ZmvdbefkePVqDBdpZf_j38yCMpE/s320/DSC_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318024052670130178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNbapveekeJbG5R0YMF0hBV9Bvbzcuwj5fdnn0QS0DT15ozWyBq6y9FD_CE3GTRoKzLqJ8z8q-oGd4tNVrbyYjsFNKB3-bxZ2JN5Voq9r_tT6i2dLHd1JqnO9gQKqX-RkFzg2Ornha1g/s1600-h/DSC_0591.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNbapveekeJbG5R0YMF0hBV9Bvbzcuwj5fdnn0QS0DT15ozWyBq6y9FD_CE3GTRoKzLqJ8z8q-oGd4tNVrbyYjsFNKB3-bxZ2JN5Voq9r_tT6i2dLHd1JqnO9gQKqX-RkFzg2Ornha1g/s320/DSC_0591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318022536735129570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6wDvfbPSct38X7iLfbJFMXQfx-ZSdpHXkJlrcWAOmSgyI5Y_dPzxOo0bUCfGvx_UoQPPsyuKoaftyNRfIR6drSrTWWpUjqgK6zPdhT1SBYiVLSzp0LL7Fl3a2-kXvK5Xm0pGyMnXBc/s1600-h/DSC_0589.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSQ6wDvfbPSct38X7iLfbJFMXQfx-ZSdpHXkJlrcWAOmSgyI5Y_dPzxOo0bUCfGvx_UoQPPsyuKoaftyNRfIR6drSrTWWpUjqgK6zPdhT1SBYiVLSzp0LL7Fl3a2-kXvK5Xm0pGyMnXBc/s320/DSC_0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318022531766659778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here it is in all it's glory......colored pencil and all......it kinda looks like if a school bus and a truck had a wee baby<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivI4x0URCQffY_k6VhxhthRetWTmL9vRtC4QkIMtedvQXqbvQyT8CTaA6mRsEOUmdMRJwAJc8dKVTRNp2TG96atYTelo2AVphdGQAQSc7VHgbIsZV561p6LoJjX88fCxnhjikO2Ua4AGA/s1600-h/DSC_0579.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivI4x0URCQffY_k6VhxhthRetWTmL9vRtC4QkIMtedvQXqbvQyT8CTaA6mRsEOUmdMRJwAJc8dKVTRNp2TG96atYTelo2AVphdGQAQSc7VHgbIsZV561p6LoJjX88fCxnhjikO2Ua4AGA/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318022533489482530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7CvmohZc_qdCLxNcJCBy5JYWBnY3TO_xS7PbVZ1NjJYFvUVwyPrevO3bZPdv_7KzD3HSF4C5nS_2FAEiAyXoZwL31UCp_WUhMW91HAg-UQ8g6GCWEimHvtnAolFQdY59w3WoXF5btg8/s1600-h/DSC_0578.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf7CvmohZc_qdCLxNcJCBy5JYWBnY3TO_xS7PbVZ1NjJYFvUVwyPrevO3bZPdv_7KzD3HSF4C5nS_2FAEiAyXoZwL31UCp_WUhMW91HAg-UQ8g6GCWEimHvtnAolFQdY59w3WoXF5btg8/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318022529015889378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiabKIoDwvaCoKjjbFjExITyKcZnFoIGQ6JnoPgwuWKryT_dALM0Wo296-AWWP_9TtKIsb64r9cOUKiQAjkmdqQ1YS4CO6umOZvx5WEnFJSvcQ50lPH6SuTQuhSNqVKH_9g2iWp_iUcV60/s1600-h/DSC_0572.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiabKIoDwvaCoKjjbFjExITyKcZnFoIGQ6JnoPgwuWKryT_dALM0Wo296-AWWP_9TtKIsb64r9cOUKiQAjkmdqQ1YS4CO6umOZvx5WEnFJSvcQ50lPH6SuTQuhSNqVKH_9g2iWp_iUcV60/s320/DSC_0572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318022524355552418" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So there it is honey.......a a whole night of Pinewood Derby Festimony!<input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>JustAnotherDaywiththeWhitehillshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427894564289824814noreply@blogger.com0