tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48440740307840808802024-03-21T06:43:34.564-07:00Travis, Melissa, Alex, Preslee, Olivia, and Dawson"In all living have much fun and laughter. Life is to be enjoyed not just endured"Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.comBlogger104125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-15690324396780244942011-01-04T17:46:00.000-08:002011-01-04T17:47:40.658-08:00Something newTravis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-42272528194339210982010-08-18T17:35:00.000-07:002010-08-18T17:35:48.921-07:00Catch Up: Part 2<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGQu9lQX6xTUFeQ_yiU8ysvLE03BnBZY2Yw_wxtimie8xrcxU_SMYdy5VDL19iDNMxwCMOowiezj0FRqBXnUwAqdPA7mtfuMqcOIUZEFBtabIIED2yCdXRUjkLrpbke5drrYkKjXXVvBL/s1600/summer20102.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMGQu9lQX6xTUFeQ_yiU8ysvLE03BnBZY2Yw_wxtimie8xrcxU_SMYdy5VDL19iDNMxwCMOowiezj0FRqBXnUwAqdPA7mtfuMqcOIUZEFBtabIIED2yCdXRUjkLrpbke5drrYkKjXXVvBL/s400/summer20102.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><br /><br />Olivia was the only one who wanted to play baseball. So we all braved the cold to watch her play. She absolutely loved every second of it. She figured out that every time the ball was hit they threw the ball to first base. That is when she decided she would be the first baseman and she would kick the boys off if they tried to get there first. Liv was not shy at all and would fight with the rest of them to get the ball. She was an awesome t-ball player.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-17018058703302553182010-08-18T16:59:00.000-07:002010-08-18T16:59:59.003-07:00Summer Catch Up: Part 1<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5DfJq6FNFRLoclEYLg_HNQh95ta2HzSy8OeB0Dtl31ZE9tpOmauT73emZmqIpM8DyM7BJkxcOQ0zzmEodKMX1FUFd6gnVCKGCBGoDfsZ6Dc-mU_4F0oS253-iWT8DpdzKqBlMNOnlznN/s1600/summer20101.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk5DfJq6FNFRLoclEYLg_HNQh95ta2HzSy8OeB0Dtl31ZE9tpOmauT73emZmqIpM8DyM7BJkxcOQ0zzmEodKMX1FUFd6gnVCKGCBGoDfsZ6Dc-mU_4F0oS253-iWT8DpdzKqBlMNOnlznN/s400/summer20101.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4IkUWL5B_Vi4VupKMV6mxMphsJvA0Ts3e8drb-J1Ro6dx7EzC9eo3lRsZBKGaf-dOeVQ8nHjbCLOS5rE_09ttT_Ts-qq_GhBdck7Hqq7p-_JZb_Ny7tCOw4726ZlHXe_Byd6qHJrUSMo2/s1600/summer2010.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4IkUWL5B_Vi4VupKMV6mxMphsJvA0Ts3e8drb-J1Ro6dx7EzC9eo3lRsZBKGaf-dOeVQ8nHjbCLOS5rE_09ttT_Ts-qq_GhBdck7Hqq7p-_JZb_Ny7tCOw4726ZlHXe_Byd6qHJrUSMo2/s400/summer2010.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><br />This has been a crazy summer, but we have done some fun things. Memorial day weekend we went to warm springs and Quake Lake with my family and all the cousins. It was cold and rainy but the kids still had fun. The next day we went to Virginia City and Lewis and Clark Caverns. The kids were troopers they all did great driving in the cars for so long.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-91560755071224631782010-03-15T11:13:00.001-07:002010-03-15T11:13:25.089-07:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2ODY3Njc*NjM1NiZwdD*xMjY4Njc2ODAxMTQ2JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz*xZWI5OWVhMjcxNjU*/Mzg1YjAxNDY2YTY*NzhmYTkyZiZvZj*w.gif" /><div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w815.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w815.photobucket.com/albums/zz74/wademelissa1979/1bf1d6bd.pbw" height="300" width="400"><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" ></a><a href="http://s815.photobucket.com/albums/zz74/wademelissa1979/?action=view¤t=1bf1d6bd.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" ></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-54356684711423876502009-12-17T14:20:00.001-08:002009-12-17T16:58:19.977-08:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MTA4ODE2MDAxNSZwdD*xMjYxMDg4NDExNjA5JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAzNTA5Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz1kODE1N2U1OTdhOWQ*YzFlOWI1NDI4N2NlOTNjNGEyYSZvZj*w.gif" /><div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'><object id='A434599' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=KQC1GyrL8FxV99Q1&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=KQC1GyrL8FxV99Q1&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself'></param><param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'></param><param name='quality' value='high'></param><param name='allowNetworking' value='all'></param><param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /><param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=KQC1GyrL8FxV99Q1&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself'></param><param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'></param></object><div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'>Send your own <a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'>ElfYourself</a> <a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'>eCards</a></div></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-71236322864770563142009-12-17T13:15:00.000-08:002009-12-17T13:25:21.856-08:00Christmas concerts<OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-18e460dae0e4c7af height=266 width=320 contentId="18e460dae0e4c7af"></OBJECT>Alex decided she wanted to do orchestra this year. (I tried to talk her out of it with all my might.) But much to my surprise she likes it and she doesn't even complain about practicing. She is really good for just starting this fall. Last night they had their Christmas concert and she did a great job.<br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-7fdc36638389db9b height=266 width=320 contentId="7fdc36638389db9b"></OBJECT><br /> PJ's class sang Jingle Bells for their Christmas Program this year. I couldn't get a very good shot of her, but she did great. Nothing is better than Elementary and Middle School concerts!!!Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-21495199738007904512009-12-07T14:49:00.000-08:002009-12-07T14:53:48.524-08:00Preslee's first piano recital<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwCfvPAPcfm2dg8DOivrx_7j9g0tMiGBryUkh_l2_DMjarsUvPqfpme1LEvt5I9jWse6GdHpCXW4avGFEBTNSxzRIezBnp1jEKmjVEzEPs8s26sXHLdcpbsF4mUnmAMrQ4u2sGxFgNU_MY/s1600-h/Preslee's+first+piano+recital.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwCfvPAPcfm2dg8DOivrx_7j9g0tMiGBryUkh_l2_DMjarsUvPqfpme1LEvt5I9jWse6GdHpCXW4avGFEBTNSxzRIezBnp1jEKmjVEzEPs8s26sXHLdcpbsF4mUnmAMrQ4u2sGxFgNU_MY/s400/Preslee's+first+piano+recital.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Preslee had her first piano recital Sunday. Our cute neighbor teaches her piano. It is so nice she can just walk to her lessons, and Preslee thinks she is great. PJ did such a great job and so did the other girls. It is amazing how much she has learned in just a few short lessons. I didn't video her pieces very good so I will have her play one her Christmas songs and post it later.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-37998470651704166732009-11-02T11:00:00.000-08:002009-11-02T11:18:19.345-08:00October 2009<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifveNm1cT8rEx4uJugkDjbMCaBn6zP85NWr-D480gQKWlmyzV8RbYER0kw-BBumuEMyPIu3bj9RXyYxufQzjNiV3b1UTRsAwnUC13Xw557fTSx7e0xuBPe_rexDXMa_d7e0PBb4pUUQJQI/s1600-h/October2009.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifveNm1cT8rEx4uJugkDjbMCaBn6zP85NWr-D480gQKWlmyzV8RbYER0kw-BBumuEMyPIu3bj9RXyYxufQzjNiV3b1UTRsAwnUC13Xw557fTSx7e0xuBPe_rexDXMa_d7e0PBb4pUUQJQI/s400/October2009.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Our October started out with Olivia needing dental surgery. We got her to the hospital, they got her all ready for surgery, even had the IV in when we decided not to do it because she sounded really croupy. She was amazing at the hospital and didn't even flinch when they put her IV in. After we left the hospital though she threw up every 20 minutes untill I got her some medicine to make her stop.<br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNsYRvcyv4kbLq0PwaHJGEKHzoKPzbkaapQ3Zjqfsglc_kHr-0_20Nn5lzu_tC3x2BTCeYI5K2SQMBAQyK-S_ENKm6jKxFVZUQds0a_7DFpX2CkrewlMpjpyr-TRfXxMZOXbQJ2zOdWjVf/s1600-h/Collages.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNsYRvcyv4kbLq0PwaHJGEKHzoKPzbkaapQ3Zjqfsglc_kHr-0_20Nn5lzu_tC3x2BTCeYI5K2SQMBAQyK-S_ENKm6jKxFVZUQds0a_7DFpX2CkrewlMpjpyr-TRfXxMZOXbQJ2zOdWjVf/s400/Collages.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Alex is growing up and this year we decided to let her work in spud harvest. I think she thought working was going to be more fun than it actually was, but when she got her paycheck it was all worth it. Travis and I even got to drive truck this year (one day for each of us) On the day I worked Olivia and Preslee rode with me all day in the truck. <br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtQDnoWHOKT6E1UGpj9ev676HKsCXpvC4OUgJBteV91ySnLepGEe2xsT_VTrlYedPSZYkrWdQcrLjq02DY3z9ZHrmrVRHXJ05AH-LOid9GV0hW959qL4ZwPYojQF7FETG5QLutHvpxHfQ/s1600-h/October20092.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtQDnoWHOKT6E1UGpj9ev676HKsCXpvC4OUgJBteV91ySnLepGEe2xsT_VTrlYedPSZYkrWdQcrLjq02DY3z9ZHrmrVRHXJ05AH-LOid9GV0hW959qL4ZwPYojQF7FETG5QLutHvpxHfQ/s400/October20092.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Preslee turned 7 this year. She is our girly girl. This year I asked her what she wanted for her birthday and she said a real cell phone. I told her try again, so she decided on an MP3 player. We had her party even though she wasn't feeling the greatest. She missed 4 days of school, but she was ok with that. We did the traditional pizza party and carving pumkins. PJ we love you and are thankful you are part of our family!!!<br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLbQVbgGk7nKi8_yj_y5iZlvDQ7D3m6D-IHiDuTMTRLroEWtoix9lLibhJNQ10qFgFumyYYpa1B3_sDj22PBzaYc9cErb2zU4hRU61HW2Dkv7BuxYf-PxoTyKffHVVGYKNHWrrfj-mjNR3/s1600-h/October20093.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLbQVbgGk7nKi8_yj_y5iZlvDQ7D3m6D-IHiDuTMTRLroEWtoix9lLibhJNQ10qFgFumyYYpa1B3_sDj22PBzaYc9cErb2zU4hRU61HW2Dkv7BuxYf-PxoTyKffHVVGYKNHWrrfj-mjNR3/s400/October20093.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><br />Halloween this year started with the kids dressing up for school on Friday. Alex was Snow white and PJ was a witch. On Saturday, we went to our trunk or treat and the Burton one. Our kids make us go to the Johnson's house every year because they make their house a spook alley. Dawson didn't even make it inside because he is so scared of masks. Dawson was a monkey and Olivia was a butterfly again (her choice). We ended the night with free tacos from taco bell.Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-42374479274946783072009-09-14T11:15:00.000-07:002009-09-14T11:15:29.890-07:00Liv's first day of Preschool<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY3paBYkoESjde6-zQYHpX-e-SrVdmzEELCQbN13AkNb03_yvnDOVpt2T-2NDniNyIgIz8pRkQAcev3ybsKqoSVzLdXlxkPTizXNVhAs-XrW_mSLJneXiCHES8habhkX3wtNRVzS1sFIRY/s1600-h/Blackfoot+fair+and+Livi%27s+1st+day+of+preschool.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY3paBYkoESjde6-zQYHpX-e-SrVdmzEELCQbN13AkNb03_yvnDOVpt2T-2NDniNyIgIz8pRkQAcev3ybsKqoSVzLdXlxkPTizXNVhAs-XrW_mSLJneXiCHES8habhkX3wtNRVzS1sFIRY/s400/Blackfoot+fair+and+Livi%27s+1st+day+of+preschool.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Liv has been waiting for this day for so long. Me, on the other hand, I could wait a little longer. I can't believe she is already this old. Any way the day is here and she looks as cute as a bug. I hope her first day is as great as she has thought it would be!!!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-42573483135760041902009-08-26T20:02:00.001-07:002009-08-26T20:14:20.838-07:00First Day of School<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXsZPeQBwFKlKMGfS95iKm4ZmY1Yt7d1kYJcnVEsd442pjMqS__lHppnOLeNqLMdzwVozilnSJebXIYtZbqxk3cgSSMlGn0DWBWJBVQY_L9krLECxhh4Iju09cEkEhWtuqC1zMu-w4nRas/s1600-h/DSC03027.JPG'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXsZPeQBwFKlKMGfS95iKm4ZmY1Yt7d1kYJcnVEsd442pjMqS__lHppnOLeNqLMdzwVozilnSJebXIYtZbqxk3cgSSMlGn0DWBWJBVQY_L9krLECxhh4Iju09cEkEhWtuqC1zMu-w4nRas/s400/DSC03027.JPG' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijMBu5ggu8GnltDIGVntxgDEB2Gz7SLSSjHLDJGTZI8jiJeFsSQUEiS5-2Z1-a-E4aJZGRr-mD1BhQWPZbbCfdaXxlGKnOxrI6NgWgHXc5qm0wHz_wpV4TfH4YPyoiO0fRitViz6f0szat/s1600-h/DSC03032.JPG'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijMBu5ggu8GnltDIGVntxgDEB2Gz7SLSSjHLDJGTZI8jiJeFsSQUEiS5-2Z1-a-E4aJZGRr-mD1BhQWPZbbCfdaXxlGKnOxrI6NgWgHXc5qm0wHz_wpV4TfH4YPyoiO0fRitViz6f0szat/s400/DSC03032.JPG' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdWrDbEaONr-SUVmvWGMnOEUJyNE7XNf2OqyP4MaY5vXp3ROUnyezlSsgFm_zlpp4_1-zZgdMbkZmXgJTaV0rNwsno_rRUDIAyHDuumBvMS9YYjYM5N197oS9AngaJj9H4bCw2x583SP1/s1600-h/DSC03034.JPG'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdWrDbEaONr-SUVmvWGMnOEUJyNE7XNf2OqyP4MaY5vXp3ROUnyezlSsgFm_zlpp4_1-zZgdMbkZmXgJTaV0rNwsno_rRUDIAyHDuumBvMS9YYjYM5N197oS9AngaJj9H4bCw2x583SP1/s400/DSC03034.JPG' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><br />Today was Alex and Preslee's first day of school. Alex is in 6th grade and Preslee is in 1st grade. It is amazing how fast they grow up. We started the morning with the annual neighborhood breakfast at the bus stop at 7:30 which all the kids love. PJ catches the bus at 7:45 (this is a total shock to her system, she slept in till 9 almost every day this summer) She said she didn't want me to meet her at the school but I forgot to give her lunch money. I met her at the school at the same time the bus got there and she was having a panic attack that they weren't going to let her eat lunch. We got her calmed down and met her teacher who is new this year, and when I left she was happy and playing. Then I took Alex to school. She was pretty nervous mostly about opening her locker. We found her home room and some friends and she did great. They both came home excited about school--Hopefully it will be a great year!!!!!Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-71531131817535177222009-08-17T09:08:00.001-07:002009-08-17T09:08:33.092-07:00<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI1MDUyNTIxODM3NSZwdD*xMjUwNTI1Mjg4NjcxJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1kODE1N2U1OTdhOWQ*YzFlOWI1NDI4N2NlOTNjNGEyYSZvZj*w.gif" /><div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w815.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w815.photobucket.com/albums/zz74/wademelissa1979/ba659976.pbw" height="360" width="480"><a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" ></a><a href="http://s815.photobucket.com/albums/zz74/wademelissa1979/?action=view¤t=ba659976.pbw" target="_blank"><img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" ></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-32113421776745636512009-07-12T12:31:00.000-07:002009-07-12T12:31:19.540-07:00Demolition Derby<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipOvhdJl-fxO8LFmqK0XjV8Btcjl3Y1yT6CYpNxmm6K-fpPod65R8YKmn4EWyagj59M7MlcsQipYGPIn6jy5HPE-2MqH6Dg9Pl2mBdKIbBbS7OYqV6gLbZ-B9qvlG0lUCQlvuQ0bOOQen0/s1600-h/Natalee's+camera+(Demolition+Derby).jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipOvhdJl-fxO8LFmqK0XjV8Btcjl3Y1yT6CYpNxmm6K-fpPod65R8YKmn4EWyagj59M7MlcsQipYGPIn6jy5HPE-2MqH6Dg9Pl2mBdKIbBbS7OYqV6gLbZ-B9qvlG0lUCQlvuQ0bOOQen0/s400/Natalee's+camera+(Demolition+Derby).jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Last night Rexburg had a demolition derby. Our family hasn't ever been so we decided to try it this year. We met my sister and her 3 youngest kids and Paige. It was pretty fun but it was CROWDED. We were sitting on the bottom row which ended up not being to bad because the kids could sit on the ground and just play in the dirt. We were all filthy by the end of the night and we had to have a bath before getting into bed. I never got a picture of Dawson at his dirtiest, he was mud from head to toe even in his mouth with tootsie roll and red licorice all over him. Do you ever miss the days when being dirty and sticky didn't matter?<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-56591528707942451872009-07-08T18:58:00.000-07:002009-07-08T19:23:18.467-07:00Catch up Part 1<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCApZQUI1HawomsZnmzYiRDEflKiWP4-vH_0Cvd0iQCWlVPIsUR-8I3K9U4kNM5KzI09cmzu6WfKppYUICac9xmjHCAEWJAgTOBknIMkZoE2sfXDl3cEBJBCGAJvQeC0huKn8Ubhh7hnD/s1600-h/Dawson's+first+birthday.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHCApZQUI1HawomsZnmzYiRDEflKiWP4-vH_0Cvd0iQCWlVPIsUR-8I3K9U4kNM5KzI09cmzu6WfKppYUICac9xmjHCAEWJAgTOBknIMkZoE2sfXDl3cEBJBCGAJvQeC0huKn8Ubhh7hnD/s400/Dawson's+first+birthday.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Our lives have been crazy lately so here goes a really big post. Dawson turned 1. I can't believe a whole year has passed. He keeps us on our toes. The girls still fight over him and they think he is the greatest. He is spoiled rotten and we love him that way.<br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL1x9A6YU_e9wGo3Z8gU2Jx4MEKJt_y1JLE1n2BZ8V3ZrcPsYFD7Pjd4NVPmaJZBnFYy1VcFHHYT3KVDpZATWybYunM_NxeTS42-s42CSt066Fed0L2x0rm3YVYSc17E5S_LpVoMoMUr31/s1600-h/July+4,2009.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL1x9A6YU_e9wGo3Z8gU2Jx4MEKJt_y1JLE1n2BZ8V3ZrcPsYFD7Pjd4NVPmaJZBnFYy1VcFHHYT3KVDpZATWybYunM_NxeTS42-s42CSt066Fed0L2x0rm3YVYSc17E5S_LpVoMoMUr31/s400/July+4,2009.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />This 4th of July we went to the parade. Last year I had to watch it on the computer from the hospital room. Then after the parade we went to Gringos to eat. This is a tradition we have to do. After getting our bellies full my whole family loaded up and went to Ririe Reservoir for an afternoon of boating. Then we ended the day as always with fireworks at my mom's house. It was a full day but we had a great time!!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7j3LIJdnPPhfQeWTf1m2x1Dev-FPcFSro3Mz2feCSeR4LrolSxHaPVjHog_UK5bLd7Km2xSjct2J7CXDb0b_5-Tfxt9cmh2CR1bWm3j7EI4a6ZXsQg7wXiCgXFGR8h4LT3k4WGITBHTJj/s1600-h/pjtball3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7j3LIJdnPPhfQeWTf1m2x1Dev-FPcFSro3Mz2feCSeR4LrolSxHaPVjHog_UK5bLd7Km2xSjct2J7CXDb0b_5-Tfxt9cmh2CR1bWm3j7EI4a6ZXsQg7wXiCgXFGR8h4LT3k4WGITBHTJj/s400/pjtball3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356277629436812690" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKyqGOnnLrzue-2uEKiq1jK0wPbstZOlbmGPWlWVo20ugo2rN9R0Y9ldEkEb4m-4Jd25HUC14CeXEVyA0Zv28QuMXYTIW9Fz_-aMGUsA5HtUo6f4Qcl6EsPcALIoOg4XH43XfzdF6rACF/s1600-h/pjtball2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhKyqGOnnLrzue-2uEKiq1jK0wPbstZOlbmGPWlWVo20ugo2rN9R0Y9ldEkEb4m-4Jd25HUC14CeXEVyA0Zv28QuMXYTIW9Fz_-aMGUsA5HtUo6f4Qcl6EsPcALIoOg4XH43XfzdF6rACF/s400/pjtball2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356280078950129250" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDVe8i_KMWomRQmfbDGpB3709B33MWHea_DueS_J2O9q9Z6ytm0WfLwf1HxoTaXM4MJWd2qTNUStc2ots7BbQw5hnw0HbBobYgaCUYFNZqKKI84F1Txj4f84CXZ88JxIdtaLfyQzxOjP6S/s1600-h/pjtball1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDVe8i_KMWomRQmfbDGpB3709B33MWHea_DueS_J2O9q9Z6ytm0WfLwf1HxoTaXM4MJWd2qTNUStc2ots7BbQw5hnw0HbBobYgaCUYFNZqKKI84F1Txj4f84CXZ88JxIdtaLfyQzxOjP6S/s400/pjtball1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356277622193014002" /></a><br /><br />Preslee played t-ball this year and I was her coach. It actually turned out to be pretty fun. By the end of the season the kids had caught on to what they were supposed to be doing. There were only 2 girls on my team and 9 boys. Every time the other team hit the ball my team would fight to get the ball. They would kick it away from each other or tackle each other just to get the ball. It was very funny to watch. Once one of them caught the ball they would just hold it up in the air to show everyone they got it. PJ liked playing a little. She isn't really a fighter but she did like to bat. Although her favorite part was the treats after the game.Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-62573149838174714242009-06-30T14:08:00.000-07:002009-06-30T14:08:13.979-07:00Primary Parade<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOii6JFNPXmU7mwvv60jxbSx8o-mzVaBaC2KV9yyMbm9jBR6UxxorLYOrWoQeEkoOQDCI29OBScqgB-TDZxYL2CWDQW6qrOVW2WdrNdWli0maYks5JYsFOsoV298Ito938wiReAdwYH9-G/s1600-h/June+30+2009.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOii6JFNPXmU7mwvv60jxbSx8o-mzVaBaC2KV9yyMbm9jBR6UxxorLYOrWoQeEkoOQDCI29OBScqgB-TDZxYL2CWDQW6qrOVW2WdrNdWli0maYks5JYsFOsoV298Ito938wiReAdwYH9-G/s400/June+30+2009.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />In celebration of the 4th and 24th of July our ward had a primary parade. Everyone in primary was invited to decorate their bikes and join a parade around our neighborhood. It was quite the event a policeman headed the parade and the bishop rode his horse. After, they all got ice cream. This was one of their favorite primary activities.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-30843968541539264272009-06-23T20:09:00.000-07:002009-06-23T20:23:13.405-07:00He is WALKING!!Dawson has been trying to walk for quite a while now, but he is getting pretty good at it now. We have had to totally baby proof the house because he is constantly into everything. He doesn't sit still for a second. My dad says he is like wrestling a crocodile. It is so fun to watch all the new things he is learning everyday. He will dance and he has learned a couple of words (hi, dad, mom, Trixie(my dad's dog who he will just crawl following him forever), bye) Time goes by way to fast!<br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-ae834ec163da31c2 height=266 width=320 contentId="ae834ec163da31c2"></OBJECT>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-67264603843510090522009-06-02T09:00:00.002-07:002009-06-02T09:03:21.424-07:00PJ's big bike crash<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMoRfrS6H6FBDxLBvl5hyphenhyphenaDwpG5Oe3YgszswrgHCIcSdRRATwNu5VW0CJzilXJyK29VfvEc4asNaDPU3QoH3QusF_VpwkTc8L2F35gpra9bTMt5RpquYD7-1U819eYd12y101AInEtDdr/s1600-h/DSC02440.JPG'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMoRfrS6H6FBDxLBvl5hyphenhyphenaDwpG5Oe3YgszswrgHCIcSdRRATwNu5VW0CJzilXJyK29VfvEc4asNaDPU3QoH3QusF_VpwkTc8L2F35gpra9bTMt5RpquYD7-1U819eYd12y101AInEtDdr/s400/DSC02440.JPG' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div> I don't know what it is about my kids, but they seem to be very accident prone. Preslee was riding her bike yesterday and crashed. Her face was the first thing to hit the sidewalk, so now her two front teeth are very loose and she has the biggest fat lip I have ever seen. This picture looks great. When she first came in she had so much blood in her mouth she was grargling and she was bleeding so much I couldn't figure out where the blood was coming from for about 5 minutes.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-32411356742202115682009-06-02T08:24:00.000-07:002009-06-02T09:44:58.201-07:00Preslee Kindergarten Graduation<DIV style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><A href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjlSV_npdL-C03mqHDmXjqUzabEWgl7GZk4ANJa3gKx0x1P4oLeyKN_Zlzt976S7Dty6UOQ4RA_n25g_0CwkwX-Yy4RuA1PHf7zdZKLO5QFcPNKGfOZG-zvevhG3FPsJ5VDveLNh798wT/s1600-h/may+2009.jpg"><IMG alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyjlSV_npdL-C03mqHDmXjqUzabEWgl7GZk4ANJa3gKx0x1P4oLeyKN_Zlzt976S7Dty6UOQ4RA_n25g_0CwkwX-Yy4RuA1PHf7zdZKLO5QFcPNKGfOZG-zvevhG3FPsJ5VDveLNh798wT/s400/may+2009.jpg" border=0></A> </DIV>Preslee graduated kindergarten last week. I am so glad to have afternoon kindergarten over, but also really sad that she is growing up. Preslee loved kindergarten, more for the social than the learning. Her teacher was great and created a memory book for each child complete with pictures of every activity they did this year. She had a great year and met lots of new friends. Congratulations PJ we love you. <br /><DIV style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><A href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target=ext><IMG style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align=middle border=0></A></DIV><br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-31ca79c3f161288a height=266 width=320 contentId="31ca79c3f161288a"></OBJECT><br /><OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-9ac7c615592e5f4 height=266 width=320 contentId="9ac7c615592e5f4"></OBJECT>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-24791705994151214072009-05-16T18:45:00.000-07:002009-05-16T18:49:29.044-07:00Alex Baseball<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxTZUZaVnDduyJmS3OL0pf4uv5F8ReJMn75YcPF6_MQDNVt5OggJ9g57uPoRRULVcB1vCBzwonoCbSy2p5PgRtgHQo8wyROzCmS42ce4ZrBG8GFu7jsa5_gkBKRrPmy6pI1wg5VL5CIV_/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRxTZUZaVnDduyJmS3OL0pf4uv5F8ReJMn75YcPF6_MQDNVt5OggJ9g57uPoRRULVcB1vCBzwonoCbSy2p5PgRtgHQo8wyROzCmS42ce4ZrBG8GFu7jsa5_gkBKRrPmy6pI1wg5VL5CIV_/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336604012585451970" /></a><br />Alex has started playing Softball. It is fast pitch so there is alot of walking and getting hit by the ball. Each week they are getting alittle better.Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-27226450261992403432009-04-20T19:51:00.000-07:002009-04-20T19:59:34.235-07:00Dawson is Crawling!!!<OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-b33254e19b83c842 height=266 width=320 contentId="b33254e19b83c842"></OBJECT>Dawson started crawling this week. He is pretty proud of himself.Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-5526066656089878892009-04-20T19:27:00.000-07:002009-04-20T19:27:34.161-07:00Easter 2009<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbaHLBkU3sBWR8tK3OotIlh4SqFQt0XLqaAYFRdX1ieRuNcttPhZaNmDaqQI7CCP2pE3Ub51Nle0nY56uiDlkFYAZWwh6d8Te5ER_Ju9y3D36LXQb4m75HFMzO8PJxPzLstkh6jOslwBF/s1600-h/Easter+and+Dawson+crawling.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAbaHLBkU3sBWR8tK3OotIlh4SqFQt0XLqaAYFRdX1ieRuNcttPhZaNmDaqQI7CCP2pE3Ub51Nle0nY56uiDlkFYAZWwh6d8Te5ER_Ju9y3D36LXQb4m75HFMzO8PJxPzLstkh6jOslwBF/s400/Easter+and+Dawson+crawling.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />This year was great. Instead of going to the Rexburg Easter Egg Hunt, our neighborhood decided to do our own. We donated eggs and then some of the older kids hid the eggs and the kids 11 and under got to do the hunt. Alex thought she was a little too old so she helped Dawson, but PJ and Liv had a great time. As always we went to my mom's for Sunday dinner on Easter Day. Each family got an Easter basket and did an Easter Egg Hunt there too.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-64743434778911516762009-04-09T20:15:00.000-07:002009-04-09T20:15:57.986-07:00<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtIbDH5Pi0jQuOMzNRXoHmIAFSEIIYCICVCpBj21oBnhxgesLWRs7FITHKk0EuoLNPlOC9kjM0fr6ZUq675gsMNK0TcUrgQD_liyml-kASwd6o6ULJ_1km7TpPxNYMkPop6MFf5zsbGpNg/s1600-h/april2009.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtIbDH5Pi0jQuOMzNRXoHmIAFSEIIYCICVCpBj21oBnhxgesLWRs7FITHKk0EuoLNPlOC9kjM0fr6ZUq675gsMNK0TcUrgQD_liyml-kASwd6o6ULJ_1km7TpPxNYMkPop6MFf5zsbGpNg/s400/april2009.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Alex graduated from the DARE program tonight. Her whole 5th grade class was there. It turned out to be a good program and only lasted 45 minutes. Here are some pictures of her with her friends Shayla, Ashlan and Maren. I am amazed at all the things she has learned in DARE and I am glad they do this program in our school district. She would come home each week with something new to teach me about drugs and alcohol and why they are bad for you. I just hope she remembers all this stuff when she gets older. Great Job Alex!!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-28007999678721071752009-03-14T18:51:00.000-07:002009-03-14T19:03:11.413-07:00Funny Boy<OBJECT class=BLOG_video_class id=BLOG_video-dae47d3c9be91015 height=266 width=320 contentId="dae47d3c9be91015"></OBJECT>Dawson has been wheezing for months and the doctors have put him on allergy medicine and everything nothing has seemed to help. After we got home from Disneyland he got broncitis. The doctors put him on more antibiotics as soon as he finished the those he would wake up screaming every hour. He was also getting teeth at this time. So the great mom I am I just thought he was the world's worst teether. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and at 5:30 one morning I took him to the ER. His eardrum had ruptured and his white count was way high. The doctor gave him a shot of antibiotics and we had to take him back for more blood draws and more shots of antibiotics to make sure it was working. IT WORKED and now he is very happy as you can see and no more wheezing YEAH!!!Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-55409738034136602902009-03-14T18:41:00.000-07:002009-03-14T18:45:42.938-07:00Disneyland Day3<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVHRLuvJOlcdpIKwyds-CnVF1EotW2mNHy5B8YdBJHEW6IfHusV18nYiHsRHnydRzURzUnOB4TjH8EkM9unQtdH2TJIKkuLKVz6mU8ckSjow0lA4RbI_33Pi39uBwgDuvbtcVnd36Fc1u/s1600-h/Disneyland3.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVHRLuvJOlcdpIKwyds-CnVF1EotW2mNHy5B8YdBJHEW6IfHusV18nYiHsRHnydRzURzUnOB4TjH8EkM9unQtdH2TJIKkuLKVz6mU8ckSjow0lA4RbI_33Pi39uBwgDuvbtcVnd36Fc1u/s400/Disneyland3.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />This was our last day in Disneyland. We really just finished everything we hadn't got to do the first day. We waited in line for an hour and a half for the new Pixie Hollow to see the fairies. We finally got in and there were only 2. Totally not worth it, but oh well. We also did Toon Town which was a huge hit for the girls. All in all it was a great vacation. We decided to head home this day and we planned on staying in Mesquite. When we got there every motel was full. We ended up driving to Saint George and got there about midnight. The next day we got up and finished the drive home.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-65666744452858254662009-02-22T09:40:00.000-08:002009-02-22T09:44:01.908-08:00Disneyland Day 2<div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUAqyqy8S7Gs2dUC9VT7z1MrqB0n9AcJV2MVMiNU0jn1qXpDW94tXd-ZI508E682Zoma1uhbRzftQXbdSGPGlwJHeaSOULWcBwhx4FKjHtKTJ9l9gdxToDelTLTh7mQkXPkIhMzyhM0Qw/s1600-h/Disneyland1.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirUAqyqy8S7Gs2dUC9VT7z1MrqB0n9AcJV2MVMiNU0jn1qXpDW94tXd-ZI508E682Zoma1uhbRzftQXbdSGPGlwJHeaSOULWcBwhx4FKjHtKTJ9l9gdxToDelTLTh7mQkXPkIhMzyhM0Qw/s400/Disneyland1.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />Day 2 in Disneyland was Valentines Day so we took our kids to a character breakfast. It was well worth the money. The kids loved it. Dawson's favorite was Minnie Mouse. Yes he is sucking her nose in this picture. I just had to tell myself that they do clean the costumes daily (I hope). Liv loved all of them and was constantly hugging any of them that were any where near our table. Preslee and Alex both thought it was great too! <br /><div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'><a href='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitpyoGPLgt3gzrGu1cl3mPA4hPaT3iXFdcytah98p2ReGj8dTEO-g1VNLw21Ypfg9bjVQd9UjqhF82j45vukPKoYypPhGWOtZb7l_N-d5ttnJkYVFpg8wc6OpbKvT28RXXIz7m5Xrnxg7/s1600-h/Disneyland2.jpg'><img src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjitpyoGPLgt3gzrGu1cl3mPA4hPaT3iXFdcytah98p2ReGj8dTEO-g1VNLw21Ypfg9bjVQd9UjqhF82j45vukPKoYypPhGWOtZb7l_N-d5ttnJkYVFpg8wc6OpbKvT28RXXIz7m5Xrnxg7/s400/Disneyland2.jpg' border='0' alt='' /></a> </div><br />This day we spent at California Adventure. The hit of this place was Bug's Life Land. We went on all the rides and went to the 3-D movie. Here we went to Playhouse Disney. Pres and Liv loved this. Alex was a little old, but she didn't complain. Then we took Alex on the BIG roller coaster, and Prelsee and Alex both went on Tower of Terror. The favorite ride here was Soarin over California. It was great! When we got back to the motel Travis had ordered a dozen roses and had them delivered to the room. He is great!!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4844074030784080880.post-30986529285455296562009-02-19T09:40:00.000-08:002009-02-19T09:58:37.875-08:00Part II: Disneyland day 1<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS75wwmE5H373U88siT7eNrC7WlTkkw_iMuBm4DRQ95JevlGpoaRVro65lDkwDLMBAixKfbgJeEpVn6O2-gKECq7FfhC29_Mye8BwKJmCAIGTIXa4q6iS_4M929hIba6GXIqHRwpSk4_Xn/s1600-h/DSC01864.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS75wwmE5H373U88siT7eNrC7WlTkkw_iMuBm4DRQ95JevlGpoaRVro65lDkwDLMBAixKfbgJeEpVn6O2-gKECq7FfhC29_Mye8BwKJmCAIGTIXa4q6iS_4M929hIba6GXIqHRwpSk4_Xn/s400/DSC01864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567177682680338" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgevdybJymgTBd-McyX1Bq8evEAQoJ6_zVQEYlnMPvP_3yFRSaceWfQQ0zTjguwYDC5op4seb8zsY77rXs9Y8Mv0RxygPt22WVgMkcxia1dyZbDJzK5OScb_R_yAKTVmGwW8UOHXG9TfN7h/s1600-h/DSC01945.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgevdybJymgTBd-McyX1Bq8evEAQoJ6_zVQEYlnMPvP_3yFRSaceWfQQ0zTjguwYDC5op4seb8zsY77rXs9Y8Mv0RxygPt22WVgMkcxia1dyZbDJzK5OScb_R_yAKTVmGwW8UOHXG9TfN7h/s400/DSC01945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567175996055762" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWqXJUV3Tseov8PI0V1td9n7DFjb99AlZqt8_4fQxpJ3IYmBZL5jwNWncD8w_SPXQAk7ilW5n_zctp7b2poU6uWnNiljS71ZFQAWKL248yDI5_Gu2jqtk9KFv4RYkndYQYsPClo8XGgmE6/s1600-h/DSC01896.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWqXJUV3Tseov8PI0V1td9n7DFjb99AlZqt8_4fQxpJ3IYmBZL5jwNWncD8w_SPXQAk7ilW5n_zctp7b2poU6uWnNiljS71ZFQAWKL248yDI5_Gu2jqtk9KFv4RYkndYQYsPClo8XGgmE6/s400/DSC01896.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567168484876578" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5gfoqa-wMy4h3RNMX-UADoVDAFKVO017nzS7CR4p1cIseUMYlDbfI3SIQMM4sNiNV3kJaoVftxg6OgE_YxlC3frIArN94af2T0oq1PxZa_UUAnDJlvcmHuCbzW5_GuV4cdfGvNbOUzkO/s1600-h/DSC01851.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo5gfoqa-wMy4h3RNMX-UADoVDAFKVO017nzS7CR4p1cIseUMYlDbfI3SIQMM4sNiNV3kJaoVftxg6OgE_YxlC3frIArN94af2T0oq1PxZa_UUAnDJlvcmHuCbzW5_GuV4cdfGvNbOUzkO/s400/DSC01851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567164932975362" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX6CRV8UWV4idXD1CkFnsjoXn3ZYftEO94XaeFRt0po5P7Jt02kSMsng-Fzv7qxMHDNpA4yPM-7nYqwdP7k238olmwPPL7V8_WNdZaCYQA71q2noOfW2kWlDFkQrbImQFzj-DOrZQpGL5/s1600-h/DSC01843.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJX6CRV8UWV4idXD1CkFnsjoXn3ZYftEO94XaeFRt0po5P7Jt02kSMsng-Fzv7qxMHDNpA4yPM-7nYqwdP7k238olmwPPL7V8_WNdZaCYQA71q2noOfW2kWlDFkQrbImQFzj-DOrZQpGL5/s400/DSC01843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304567159554154034" /></a><br />The first night we got to California the girls wanted to see the ocean. We hopped in the car and headed off again. It was rush hour and the sun was going down so we just hurried and ended up at the Queen Mary. As it turns out this place is a dive. We were the only people there and all the stores have gone under, but the girls saw the ocean. The wind was blowing and it was freezing. The next morning we got up and headed to Disneyland. We were all very excited. The first ride Alex wanted to tackle was the Matterhorn (this is her favorite) We were almost done with the ride and it broke down so we had to walk down through the middle of the mountain to get out. We got alot of riding in before it started to rain and rain and rain. The one good thing about the rain was most people went home. There were no lines and you could just stay on most of the rides and go again. Liv and Pres hated Splash Mountain but we decided that since we were already wet this would be a great time to go. Cruella D'ville was the first character we saw and Olivia didn't want any part of her. The girls had autograph books so we got to stand in line for every character that we saw to get autographs and a picture. We were cold but it was still fun.Travis and Melissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14747484201066001961noreply@blogger.com3