tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15703125016919286732024-02-02T11:16:47.012-07:00My MacrocosmLisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.comBlogger276125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-52098107917690824832023-10-07T21:46:00.004-06:002023-10-07T21:46:52.358-06:002013-2023??<p> Has an entire decade gone by?</p><p>This blog is so important now because I can't even remember creating it.</p><p>I hope to continue to update for posterity.<br /></p><p><br /></p>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-18248376022526941942013-03-13T17:34:00.000-06:002013-03-13T17:34:00.641-06:00Utah's Exotic Aquarium<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">It's always a treat to escape to the sea while in Utah, and the closest thing to it is the Living Planet Aquarium. My mom took Jack and I on Tuesday and I got some fun shots of interesting creatures.</span></div>
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<br />Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-56831144867225289692012-12-17T07:44:00.000-07:002012-12-24T13:33:23.167-07:00Lucky Number SevenWhat?!! He's seven?! (I say to myself as I think of a title for this post..)<br />
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The boy is seven years old. I remember wondering to myself what he was going to look like when he was "seven or eight" and here we are. These were the years I longed during surgery seasons. Every day Jack amazes me. He REALLY is becoming his own person and his talents and traits are shining through. Every birthday is a reminder of how lucky we are to have him. Every birthday is a milestone.<br />
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I finally decided to do a family party every other year- because <a href="http://lisascrazydreams.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-birthday-ever.html">Jack's</a> <a href="http://lisascrazydreams.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-mario-world.html">birthday's</a> so far have been pretty intense. It was really nice to tone it down a bit. So on Saturday we went to Fat Cat's and had pizza and bowling with some family. Jack was thrilled with his presents... particularly the light saber he has been begging us for for a month. Everyone had a good time.</div>
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So I managed to whip out a "Darth Vader Cake" at the last minute....</div>
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<br />Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-37232256662755078542012-11-25T21:07:00.001-07:002012-11-25T21:19:07.973-07:00Medical Maintenance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I get asked about how different life is now that Jack has had his final surgery and what kind of "maintenance" we have to keep now that he is "finished*," and what differences there are as opposed to a heart healthy child his age. Obviously, I have nothing to compare him to. However, I do know when we have stepped over the bounds of "usual treatment."</div>
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<i>"I believe I am perfectly capable of fitting him with a crown and filling his cavities, but I must tell you I would feel more comfortable if he were in a setting where if the small chance anything were to go wrong, he would have the appropriate people and equipment around him to fulfill his needs. I'm quite certain you will find this is the case at most dentist's clinics.. "</i></div>
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What he was saying so delicately, was that no one wanted to touch a boy with such a delicate heart condition. If they were to use ANY anesthesia and something were to happen, they would rush him off to Primary's anyway- hence, we should just go to their dental clinic. </div>
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I completely agree, of course, but a regular visit to their clinic is $250. Thank heavens for Medicaid..</div>
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But they are absolutely wonderful there. The first time Jack went he walked out of the office with a silver crown and was convinced they never shot him with novacaine. They are quick, make the patient comfortable and have a way with their hands to hide most things going into the child's mouth. Not to mention the nitrous. Jack giggles the whole time in the chair. The major differences are that you are in a hospital, there is MORE equipment around you, and you are prescribed an antibiotic to take before your appointment to avoid infection. I'll take it.</div>
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Another form of maintenance that heart healthy children don't have to deal with is the aspirin. Jack takes 80mg every day to keep his blood thin and flowing freely through his complex anatomy in and outside of his heart. This makes for tricky clotting when he bleeds. There was the circumcision incident that I feel I would need his permission to tell on the world wide web, also when his baby teeth came out I had to pack some cotton in there for a bit before it finally stopped. Then there was the concussion that really got everyone concerned. Jack slipped on ice and hit his head at school. The concussion left him very bruised and he had some vomiting. So the hospital opted for him to have a CT to check for any bleed, because getting brain bleeds to stop while on aspirin can prove very difficult. </div>
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The test showed what they expected for a minor concussion, but no bleeds. I felt like fitting him for a permanent helmet and sending him back into the big, dangerous world, where his head must NEVER be touched and he can't EVER go to recess... or play dodge ball, or run....</div>
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But I supposed every parent, (heart healthy children or not,) must deal with the reality of having to send their children out into the world and risk what may happen to them. And this is only the beginning. So many heart mom's have their kids in sports or driving...or sent off to college. I'll probably be calling Jack every night for the rest of his adult life reminding him to take his aspirin.</div>
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Like Elizabeth Stone says, <i>"Having a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking outside your body."</i><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>*I like to think we are finished, however it has recently come to me that indeed we are not. This will be a life-long, constant effort to help Jack's heart sustain him. As posted here: </i><a href="http://hlhsbabies.blogspot.com/2012/06/q-as.html">http://hlhsbabies.blogspot.com/2012/06/q-as.html</a>.</span></div>
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We had a very eventful Autumn, and it was GORGEOUS the whole time. We started off September with a trip to the State Fair. Going there is always a treat... filled with surprises. Jack impressed the marines with his pull-ups and we also exposed the scam of the oval-shaped basketball hoops. Also, Jack walked away with a GIANT stuffed red pepper toy after Keisha told him to lift up his shirt and show the carni his scar. It worked like a charm- if your goal is to carry around a humongous stuffed pepper all night long..</div>
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The fall presented us with beautiful leaves and cool nights. Halloween was an ideal temperature and we had a fun night trick-or-treating with friends.</div>
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The mountains provided us with many colors and superb backdrops for photo shoots. This year in particular I felt the leaves stuck around for a decent amount of time. I loved capturing the brilliant colors.<br />
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My sweet grandma passed away in October. It was unexpected but also a relief as she was in great health and ready to move on peacefully. We celebrated her beautiful life and shared so many wonderful memories. I feel lucky to have had her in my life as much as I did. What a spectacular grandmother she was.</div>
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Jack started the first grade and has loved every minute of it. He was a wonderful teacher and has made many new friends. He did have an unfortunate accident after the big snowfall in November and slipped at recess and hit his head, resulting in a concussion. It is always a scary threat of possible interior bleeding as Jack is on a daily aspirin and bleeds very easily with trouble clotting. Thank heavens the CT came back good and he bounced right back to his normal self. He also lost TWO teeth and is about to lose two more (via the dentist...) It's been quite the eventful few months.</div>
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Winter is upon us and Jack has taken a great liking to Tchaikovsky's "Nutcracker." He listens to it each night as he falls asleep, preparing us early for the Christmas season.</div>
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Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-85845833873592005152012-08-15T08:52:00.000-06:002012-08-15T08:52:58.247-06:00Summer 2012Again, my blog has become more of a personal record, my memoirs, something for Jack to look back upon fondly. (hopefully..)<br />
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This summer was fun and relaxed.. to keep it simple, I'll do it by pictures and captions, as to not bore myself.<br />
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We did Farm Country at Thanksgiving Point with Deb, Bella, Jonah and Stetson</div>
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We went to the Zoo, with Keisha, Brandon, Grayson and Sara and Roman</div>
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Jack got some one on one time with the Polar Bear</div>
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We did the pool up at Steiner's Aquatic Center.</div>
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We met up with some old friends for some new times</div>
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We helped out some friends</div>
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Dad came home :)</div>
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We saw some premiere's</div>
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We did the Dino Museum</div>
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Sprayed and got sprayed with and by the firemen</div>
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Played soccer and made the teams first goal</div>
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Had a blast with cousins</div>
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Did some hikin</div>
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MORE old friends..</div>
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Spent some time in Park City</div>
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Hiked down the Tram at Snowbird</div>
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I'm sure there's more, but that's what I have from my photo stash. Summer is fun. NOW BACK TO SCHOOL!</div>
<br />Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-5895689576668815502012-06-01T16:05:00.000-06:002012-07-28T09:32:02.581-06:00Entering the surreal moments of life..Jack finished Kindergarten. I remember my last day of kindergarten, we got to take home a brand new box of crayons and I felt very special. We also made hand prints in clay, that we gave to our parents. It is quite strange to think that I can remember times that Jack is surpassing. He is sad to leave school- he loves it so much and didn't want it to end. But I have a feeling he will feel the same way about summer when it is over.<br />
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Jack's first day of kindergarten was great- he was excited and we were THRILLED, proud parents of a brand new student.</div>
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His last day was just as great, we gave the teachers something to remember us by and gave them our thanks. I thought it interesting that Miss Shelley wore the same outfit on the first day of school that she wore on the last day of school...how ritualistic. Jack came home with LOTS of things, journals and science notes and crayons and markers. They even put together a packet of events throughout the year that the kids drew pictures for, complete with photos of our children in class. Amazing. I love this school, and I'm very appreciative of Canyon Rim Academy and all their staff. Here's to FIRST GRADE!Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-73979354423644631932012-05-26T11:34:00.001-06:002012-05-26T11:35:29.785-06:00The slow, but sure decline of Blogging...It's obvious that people don't post as often anymore. I know because I check. And I can only assume if people aren't checking to update their own blogs, they certainly aren't reading mine. But truthfully, I blog more for posterity than anything else, as I am printing my blogs in multiple volumes to keep as family heirlooms. So here I go.<br />
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Arizona Trip<br />
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Jack and I road tripped to Arizona to visit Josh and the Dahl's because we had many things to celebrate. One, our 8th Anniversary. Two, my Birthday. Three, Cali's Baptism. Four, the partial eclipse. Five, the fact that we are a family, and we love one another.<br />
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So we stopped in Vegas to stay at Hotel Shaffer... thank heavens for that place. They are so generous. Then we took the Sentra through the desert- over rough roads, through high winds, and tested it beyond its expected abilities. Right around the 190,000 mile mark we arrived in Phoenix and made out way over to Mesa.<br />
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We were welcomed into 99 degree weather but luckily had a pool there to relieve the heat. Josh was happy to see us and vice versa... We were thrilled to be with such a fun family and excited for the weekend.<br />
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Josh's parents came in from Virginia and we had a great Saturday. Baptism was successful, food was great, swimming was fun and to top the day off we went boating. Josh showed off his skills and Jack developed a serious issue with the lack of control he has while riding on a tube.<br />
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Josh took me out for our Anniversary, to D-Vine. It was very yummy. We had a nice night, alone, with live music, cheese and olives... and lovely meals. Thank for that, darling.<br />
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My birthday was fun because I have been thinking I was turning 32.... for I don't know how long. And it wasn't until my dad corrected me that I learned I had one more year than I thought. Yay. The Dahl's are big on birthday breakfasts- so I got a stack of pancakes with a candle. :)<br />
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We spent the day at the pool and did a lot of relaxing. We had a REALLY good dinner (Thank you, Tasha) and a really nice night. I took some star shots.. and caught myself a shooting star.<br />
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We stayed and extra few days- there wasn't anything to rush home to. So we enjoyed our time with family and our time with Josh. Then we headed back to Vegas, battled a huge traffic jam in Boulder.. but got to close the night with a lovely dance recital for the Shaffer girls....<br />
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Good trip. Here's to Summer-- watch out.Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-66715476142433525052012-03-21T10:06:00.005-06:002012-03-21T10:52:27.517-06:00The Showman<span><span style="font-size: 100%;">Jack had a very busy week. Who am I kidding- we ALL had a very busy week. But Jack was the only one who had to dress up and perform a couple times. One, was his "walking report card" where instead of meeting with the teacher to privately discuss your child, you come to the school PRIME TIME and watch your kids perform the things they've been learning. Josh couldn't attend because he was working, but I made every effort to enjoy the whole production. There were lots of songs from my past, like "God Bless America" and the "Chicken Dance" plus many more I'd never heard before. The children sat down with their parents and completed a packet full of phonics, math, reading and graphing. 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Then they sang a million songs and we called it quits.</span></span><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KnbGKsPwDI31d2P8feaeGR9GnZaOrPU1Rqm3sv2AoGDoj5sLLU0cM-vBkhuPwtXvfvFB8nv8RAcx4X0wTAFhJExRDDQuOH7xac9thmaXE19Q1rHowMRS76MGUFqkU-7XgiLM7znRqho/s1600/IMG_0390.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0KnbGKsPwDI31d2P8feaeGR9GnZaOrPU1Rqm3sv2AoGDoj5sLLU0cM-vBkhuPwtXvfvFB8nv8RAcx4X0wTAFhJExRDDQuOH7xac9thmaXE19Q1rHowMRS76MGUFqkU-7XgiLM7znRqho/s320/IMG_0390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722387814124598274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">(True Story)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; 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line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7sKLRjiHHXTeMc7eFENCQGwcwvhpPqsNnSEyTJFGy_PQuc0HU6Rx9y2A9a5A_AQCnzHHjCT3UYFqCMQF75RrPI8snZLdIsfGJoz22ziF-Pa6rSK4SpYKYF03KPiefUogqzp5UBBbFJi4/s1600/IMG_0398.JPG" style="font-size: 100%; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7sKLRjiHHXTeMc7eFENCQGwcwvhpPqsNnSEyTJFGy_PQuc0HU6Rx9y2A9a5A_AQCnzHHjCT3UYFqCMQF75RrPI8snZLdIsfGJoz22ziF-Pa6rSK4SpYKYF03KPiefUogqzp5UBBbFJi4/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722387830316263922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">(The Pledge of Allegiance)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgAMOIanSQWyK_3kIy8iT0iBCanBsZDAgqopiHIfZOicv1rY19EAGS_4cuOdK7DToL6TYkfqFVENaj4bzCSEcnEHDJ0bbWzhlmYQghu7KrfuHqNqcbhmweLouc9-r5n8d4JMyzzdnlk5s/s1600/IMG_0434.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgAMOIanSQWyK_3kIy8iT0iBCanBsZDAgqopiHIfZOicv1rY19EAGS_4cuOdK7DToL6TYkfqFVENaj4bzCSEcnEHDJ0bbWzhlmYQghu7KrfuHqNqcbhmweLouc9-r5n8d4JMyzzdnlk5s/s320/IMG_0434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722387853637399586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">(Your Are My Sunshine)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxq2wsLKr-G1L4GWq0LhXmxWrR0678RQfCRrEeYXxh6CSRmYPvxvaM1qOS_Xgs2QxLQGP2XkWPjwUfAs64E-2SkEAn0Q2Y9k7-ra6hmmBsgvzSw7ytarqBmUsEgEE8lC6dja_pH8fpAQ/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUxq2wsLKr-G1L4GWq0LhXmxWrR0678RQfCRrEeYXxh6CSRmYPvxvaM1qOS_Xgs2QxLQGP2XkWPjwUfAs64E-2SkEAn0Q2Y9k7-ra6hmmBsgvzSw7ytarqBmUsEgEE8lC6dja_pH8fpAQ/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722387841532358098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">(Some learning/exercise dance that reminded me of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFofqe26t-4">Chicken Fat</a>)</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJvVzeZ98LLBgWOElUjMUzAXFmW4reEsIrxTzP2ia1pS1Vy0xmABZG0iGSsRC8z38rG_a2Gr18QW4TcSQ9nTFmqaZ7Gkb5LssPdXCH_Ivr6cXDQ4tSAL-7q3lvgc77k3TRpIjv1-d4-ZY/s1600/IMG_0447.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJvVzeZ98LLBgWOElUjMUzAXFmW4reEsIrxTzP2ia1pS1Vy0xmABZG0iGSsRC8z38rG_a2Gr18QW4TcSQ9nTFmqaZ7Gkb5LssPdXCH_Ivr6cXDQ4tSAL-7q3lvgc77k3TRpIjv1-d4-ZY/s320/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722389687762968802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><span>(The grasshopper and the Ants theatrical performance)<br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYKPtR-wq8ngBhV3C-xax2r2tG9BSvNwHXQ0tQK69p-lypDxEL1N2qZNYfNEeGVSXgD_njZZHJeWFeqCGwJk2WqzVmDXF8JJgOeV24UxFof7Dv4ao6Mqor5iDBui12jxJnXxbpn_Q0u9M/s1600/IMG_0438.JPG" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYKPtR-wq8ngBhV3C-xax2r2tG9BSvNwHXQ0tQK69p-lypDxEL1N2qZNYfNEeGVSXgD_njZZHJeWFeqCGwJk2WqzVmDXF8JJgOeV24UxFof7Dv4ao6Mqor5iDBui12jxJnXxbpn_Q0u9M/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722389685722454786" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">(Jack, workin' it with McKenzi during the Chicken Dance)</div><div style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div><span><iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zrB3jHN0ag8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div><div><span>(Sign Language never gets old.)</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">On St. Patrick's Day, we were invited to have Jack perform in the Fashion Show at the new Macy's in City Creek. He had to wear some serious stuff- all Ralph Lauren'ed up, and he was great about it. A couple other Wish kids were there, cute Amelia who had a kidney transplant, and cute Jonah who has sickle cell (he was also on Extreme Makeover.) Jack was not shy at all- and worked his stuff on the catwalk. It was really fun and he enjoyed it. Plus, anything to help Make-A-Wish. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Jack can't make a normal face.</div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG_kMXSSgDh0CC7gx9Zfx51_jTwWYkPiUt3TqzyAoCoSq0kWW-jN6bga_RezGssAoqAO_LAM_A57PtUPRjPEYON4M-zsodhvKaDbuoptdKXn7W3QFgm8F1bc4Cyq9k-5e4KZbNEpnHus/s1600/IMG_0453.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG_kMXSSgDh0CC7gx9Zfx51_jTwWYkPiUt3TqzyAoCoSq0kWW-jN6bga_RezGssAoqAO_LAM_A57PtUPRjPEYON4M-zsodhvKaDbuoptdKXn7W3QFgm8F1bc4Cyq9k-5e4KZbNEpnHus/s320/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722389699117611394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDC9se1TNSKK-kQlA58ffY4-Hdti61KUfRYnCtUPpEYIwQ_J9Ye5si7_Df6hkTTgtMYIYEOjUwlKmihcXhi2LgMvUQcHlJeKgtZFBwB6afz8dtxL4G0lqBxyz83hyFwd5SQ_qQqdL9ysM/s1600/IMG_0463.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDC9se1TNSKK-kQlA58ffY4-Hdti61KUfRYnCtUPpEYIwQ_J9Ye5si7_Df6hkTTgtMYIYEOjUwlKmihcXhi2LgMvUQcHlJeKgtZFBwB6afz8dtxL4G0lqBxyz83hyFwd5SQ_qQqdL9ysM/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722389723056742354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><br style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4kkWufiN6gxO9nXAR-jXEs5I2WuOqv2HWqyssyFm0JPY7x0_WS3Y9SpGvM_V2ZPIgGeQ3zK2B2LVKhXGa4ba4Yu-cYrUUvvqkO3vVyvotJU0zVCX7wDaSKMIveJcefyz-86TbXUsq64/s1600/IMG_0460.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4kkWufiN6gxO9nXAR-jXEs5I2WuOqv2HWqyssyFm0JPY7x0_WS3Y9SpGvM_V2ZPIgGeQ3zK2B2LVKhXGa4ba4Yu-cYrUUvvqkO3vVyvotJU0zVCX7wDaSKMIveJcefyz-86TbXUsq64/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722389704840177650" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><br style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; ">Poser.</div><div><span><iframe width="640" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/derwPyrU_5s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></span></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-59301764232442985632012-01-22T19:37:00.008-07:002012-01-22T20:12:16.017-07:00Oh, this happened.Every year, my Dad takes my sister and I on a business trip with him. It may sound strange, being that I'm 30 and my sister is a few years older, but the fact is, I have the best Dad in the world and it doesn't matter. No matter where we go, we can just revert back to our days of adolescence and my dad takes the wheel. The trips are quick and well planned. We always squeeze a lot of good stuff in. This trip was special for a few reasons. 1. It was to HAWAII 2. It was earlier in the year than usual, and 3. I lived on Oahu, so it was going to be fun to revisit with family.<div><br /></div><div>Day one: Travel</div><div><br /></div><div>We stopped in Seattle then had a LONG, TURBULENT flight to Hawaii. We landed around 9 or 10 and headed straight to our hotel in Waikiki and slept.</div><div><br /></div><div>Day two: The North Shore</div><div><br /></div><div>We had breakfast at Eggs'n'Things, which I went to ten years ago and his has since burnt down, and been rebuilt. Then, we drove to the Dole Pineapple Plantation for some pretty atmosphere and delicious Dole Whip. Then through Haleiwa, Kahuku, Laie, Kaneohe and finally back to Honolulu. It was awesome to see where I lived in Kahuku. More, surreal than I imagined. Lots of things were the same, some had changed and I really struggled to grasp the fact that I lived there for a short while- and voluntarily LEFT. </div><div>That night we had dinner at the Yard House in the center of action on Waikiki. </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBq8T6udSDKQUvNiUGjwmsiRV95aP__6KcAI2d75vaMG2q5Rk9KgqN0drn6t5kU31mvYZ6JivhCyW02c74yoaJ6O1U3MEaPEQN64zKu43mMvNsujgV6ff4cNCe3v00VlXKNwdckZ14iw/s1600/IMG_0013.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbBq8T6udSDKQUvNiUGjwmsiRV95aP__6KcAI2d75vaMG2q5Rk9KgqN0drn6t5kU31mvYZ6JivhCyW02c74yoaJ6O1U3MEaPEQN64zKu43mMvNsujgV6ff4cNCe3v00VlXKNwdckZ14iw/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700656569606897346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9NQjvIf_dQXA5Yns6uOVVjHk0W01bACoL4t0Mes69UpH4d7TiYJ8Z2kXo6RgsyOJeFbfpXXhyphenhyphenx-wlj7hJKZeSyPifb7uirbDhO4zg_p9HLpUAZ3BANKcakXJ01eMZqqV_acsukGjt9d8/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9NQjvIf_dQXA5Yns6uOVVjHk0W01bACoL4t0Mes69UpH4d7TiYJ8Z2kXo6RgsyOJeFbfpXXhyphenhyphenx-wlj7hJKZeSyPifb7uirbDhO4zg_p9HLpUAZ3BANKcakXJ01eMZqqV_acsukGjt9d8/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657058352470274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSWHRxVj1UqvGklVvdSgToPBM7ZNVj0d3XtBPt8i4aAj6W-5Gz2SbHitwSAFuSoztCvQaUr9YlOcGw8bSY8Y4XtRXgQtaLzcOXq7rfQ4hdsPS_Lnm7-PXlV6AHa5NY9DDP4BC5CSuKP0/s1600/IMG_0035.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSWHRxVj1UqvGklVvdSgToPBM7ZNVj0d3XtBPt8i4aAj6W-5Gz2SbHitwSAFuSoztCvQaUr9YlOcGw8bSY8Y4XtRXgQtaLzcOXq7rfQ4hdsPS_Lnm7-PXlV6AHa5NY9DDP4BC5CSuKP0/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657458338323730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxbPGn4epkDu3YZsS7icwwrqafDFBgnImIs9Eln841cyY06pt72cB1XQC-Vh8oM6Pzhai43Q5aNlTVYcvs0Fz5k4fmJ4Bx4u41_Xp8G_0ZkgaSkomaB91DEhvEYRKQ8FjYlBYQVIOe28/s1600/IMG_0014.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxbPGn4epkDu3YZsS7icwwrqafDFBgnImIs9Eln841cyY06pt72cB1XQC-Vh8oM6Pzhai43Q5aNlTVYcvs0Fz5k4fmJ4Bx4u41_Xp8G_0ZkgaSkomaB91DEhvEYRKQ8FjYlBYQVIOe28/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657912553887458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Day three: The Bike Ride</div><div><br /></div><div>After Dad read his paper and finished up the business portion of the trip, we rented bikes and rode them down the beach of Waikiki and up around Diamond Head crater. There were a few unexpected hills.. </div><div>On our way back down we discovered the soon-to-be favorite market, Diamond Head Market and Grill. It had lots of fun things to eat from scones, to cheesecakes to taro chips. That night we had dinner at Duke's, one of my favorite seafood grills, then saw Mission Impossible in the loudest theater ever built. I actually had to wear my ear buds in my ears to prevent damage to my ear drums.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLMrEgTdrJNbS_4vp8i-dwURV_QvVPJkvWPprVBOOFT7At81b8yc1yYV3qqCqmZV7-rSiFfBjBAJqdf2fgZvlpBJpEVl8fX3biBfIvOOG0dgQykWaSognciVle7X5yzof4lvXiCbAiP40/s1600/IMG_0031.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLMrEgTdrJNbS_4vp8i-dwURV_QvVPJkvWPprVBOOFT7At81b8yc1yYV3qqCqmZV7-rSiFfBjBAJqdf2fgZvlpBJpEVl8fX3biBfIvOOG0dgQykWaSognciVle7X5yzof4lvXiCbAiP40/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657064612970754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibY8vP80M8p7zsuJzUc_USkEmfSSBmv4s1kCtsVrSJrGDRyLjePSMsorQTKp4VgzjwGnLSTWWFbx4yDSS0oal3EHo6IqfISTqKbqwq_m3N6dO7Da2UmFP_VODf1ZpQudaqpy4w2aSJzw/s1600/IMG_0033.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibY8vP80M8p7zsuJzUc_USkEmfSSBmv4s1kCtsVrSJrGDRyLjePSMsorQTKp4VgzjwGnLSTWWFbx4yDSS0oal3EHo6IqfISTqKbqwq_m3N6dO7Da2UmFP_VODf1ZpQudaqpy4w2aSJzw/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657451889823954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82BRu1pVFKUoi7d13MxMt8zTdiN974lkQ9D6HMeglICNJ1uhVFqtgsAoZtwG5Il0MH3diZ8OGvx4s7RJ37FR824BKUIIzkFDOC_DIfssym6mR8bSRMdi-VV0CEri8JCW2JBijDsmGbCg/s1600/IMG_0025.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh82BRu1pVFKUoi7d13MxMt8zTdiN974lkQ9D6HMeglICNJ1uhVFqtgsAoZtwG5Il0MH3diZ8OGvx4s7RJ37FR824BKUIIzkFDOC_DIfssym6mR8bSRMdi-VV0CEri8JCW2JBijDsmGbCg/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700658395776954610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGfGfCG-XSYRkZILIqUqazsbptMHAPb0KzMOW6UCP_85w4wtEXYMewKiLr461youT7d95y5fk6bF5nqiUZYHJS1Y73qJNKJH_l9MXrWDkmp_6AK8nHh06F2EFsXE0TrEq4w5X2ixuz7Q/s1600/IMG_0036.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGfGfCG-XSYRkZILIqUqazsbptMHAPb0KzMOW6UCP_85w4wtEXYMewKiLr461youT7d95y5fk6bF5nqiUZYHJS1Y73qJNKJH_l9MXrWDkmp_6AK8nHh06F2EFsXE0TrEq4w5X2ixuz7Q/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700657918898636322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Day four: Pearl Harbor</div><div><br /></div><div>We ate breakfast at the new found Grill- and planned to return again for dessert.</div><div>I'm ashamed to say I had never been to Pearl Harbor. But in the time I lived on the island I only went to Honolulu 3 times. So this was a treat. It was well constructed and very informative. We watched the film then took the boat out to the USS Arizona, that lies just below the surface of the water where the memorial hovers over. The ship is still leaking visible oil... from the 500,000 gallon tank fueling the Arizona. The reality of what happened there really settled in. After Pearl Harbor we went back to Diamond Head to see the monument the huge crater. I started up the trail to the top of the crater with my reluctant family members. We were all wearing flip flops. Laura stayed behind and my dad I kept going. There's something about starting a hike and needing to finish it. We ascended 400ft up a windy switchback that scaled the inside lip of the crater and after a HUGE flight of stairs, we finally got to the top to see an amazing view of Waikiki. Good decision, I thought.</div><div>That night we ate at Tiki's... a seafood bar and grill located on Waikiki beach.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3jaEc0HiQHxYWD0rFA_p0RIayJ-mAmJSvaDhZb-MRZHKMZQQXQwz7jTUR6y3URzKO7XXdafiaQPFwVT8TY736r46kaZknoWavJOLLWevwGuXk2kk0vbu2WeV9RuVCwxH99Ti-02dB6s/s1600/IMG_0039.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3jaEc0HiQHxYWD0rFA_p0RIayJ-mAmJSvaDhZb-MRZHKMZQQXQwz7jTUR6y3URzKO7XXdafiaQPFwVT8TY736r46kaZknoWavJOLLWevwGuXk2kk0vbu2WeV9RuVCwxH99Ti-02dB6s/s320/IMG_0039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700658399864037602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCo83V1W54foQxu19Wh4nClLu_c4RwE-J4NqGHpr0OGVHZiRzWaf5fYtGKhV5PEP6EmC5yccq3DybHFs58kvITST3jgKYoKN3Uhrc8lhXzBCNKcBtNfqeJTO4_wkIyss87Aff1rG38hkQ/s1600/IMG_0042.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCo83V1W54foQxu19Wh4nClLu_c4RwE-J4NqGHpr0OGVHZiRzWaf5fYtGKhV5PEP6EmC5yccq3DybHFs58kvITST3jgKYoKN3Uhrc8lhXzBCNKcBtNfqeJTO4_wkIyss87Aff1rG38hkQ/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700659178978391282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilWJ3fQN3xBF1kBNN_utodZlNBfH0Cw1ehxFyLVVjS7D_O4KbIJoOGYUula7U2Ps7IXfK5Rxc6UE7zLRptgwQkwFGzOk5gbAAzAEYS4LToN_L7tNO4eMwMuTs26EB_6Pj1WOwwGszbRU8/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilWJ3fQN3xBF1kBNN_utodZlNBfH0Cw1ehxFyLVVjS7D_O4KbIJoOGYUula7U2Ps7IXfK5Rxc6UE7zLRptgwQkwFGzOk5gbAAzAEYS4LToN_L7tNO4eMwMuTs26EB_6Pj1WOwwGszbRU8/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700659192052600338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLSI2D1YxK2PAf4wXpvQIpntbKTPymVRLwpMwJh8QWGS7b2qjOiA05iD7D5zBSCPDGIHiAs5WyGiyMNf9SObgmt1_5Sz4-GQrW-G9I7N3zuJEzAmlRwy4bM0GcSwqxkcuHfXyP4TbRGA/s1600/IMG_0055.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLSI2D1YxK2PAf4wXpvQIpntbKTPymVRLwpMwJh8QWGS7b2qjOiA05iD7D5zBSCPDGIHiAs5WyGiyMNf9SObgmt1_5Sz4-GQrW-G9I7N3zuJEzAmlRwy4bM0GcSwqxkcuHfXyP4TbRGA/s320/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700659179973220754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Day five:</div><div><br /></div><div>We left our hotel at 6:45am and traveled to LA, where we had a four hour layover... I don't remember much... except the football game that everyone assembled to watch. We touched down in Salt Lake around 10pm. LONG day. But so worth it.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm so lucky to have a dad that not only enjoys spending time with me, but enjoys traveling with me enough to treat me to wonderful, memorable trips. He said Hawaii would be hard to top, but honestly, it doesn't matter where we go. These trips are always fantastic.</div><div><br /></div><div>These are just pictures from my phone. The REAL pictures from my camera are <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26619250@N08">here on flickr</a>.</div><div><br /></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-87306308321997123262011-12-17T20:37:00.012-07:002011-12-17T21:26:32.237-07:00"Best, Birthday, EVER!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfJmF4nUAEtrvGgmja9YYQ8UEwpAb1gBCJlhjBslJWFHbF5330owUdPFutYm6d_lgZXVuapHHFsNjsg0FQpprWr68j4YET9HihlQGJloRjS6A_V4EeJPN0ordmAgItdo7fCM0GKfv1kM/s1600/IMG_9218.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYfJmF4nUAEtrvGgmja9YYQ8UEwpAb1gBCJlhjBslJWFHbF5330owUdPFutYm6d_lgZXVuapHHFsNjsg0FQpprWr68j4YET9HihlQGJloRjS6A_V4EeJPN0ordmAgItdo7fCM0GKfv1kM/s320/IMG_9218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687318607083198050" /></a><div><i>(Birthday Boy)</i><br />What a great day. Jack woke up happy, excited for his birthday party that wasn't ALL THE WAY till 4 o'clock. We got some things done... spent most of the day together, having lunch at Chick-Fil-A and letting Jack play a bit. Then when 4 o'clock FINALLY rolled around we headed to <a href="http://menchies.com/">Menchie's</a> for his birthday party. He invited 5 friends: two from school, two life-long friends, and one from church. First, the kids got to color their very own Menchie's T-shirt, then get up to 10 oz of frozen yogurt. (No one exceeded 7 oz, and none of them finished.) Then after yogurt Jack opened his presents. He scored some building blocks, new Mario jammies, some Julius slippers and a Menchie Doll of his very own.. Then the kids got to go in the back of the shop and see where the yogurt is made, and have a tour. That turned out to be more interesting to them than I had expected. Then- as the grand finale, Menchie himself made an appearance. Jack was ECSTATIC. He run up and gave him a hug then the kids had a great time chasing Menchie around the shop. This was one of the greatest ideas ever. All the kids had a blast, the yogurt is mega-good, and who can complain about chasing a giant Menchie around. Jack had a terrific birthday. I'm SO glad he is here and amazed at where he is. Jack's last surgery was when he was three years old- which means in April, he will have lived as long with his surgeries completed as he had without-- so weird. <div><br /></div><div>I love you with ALL of my heart, Jack. Happy 6th Birthday.</div><div><br /></div><div>Picture-fest:</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhWCqir9Iwe9Eo56-2HBDADVVbS5ZeugWy8QK-0E_b7otIypbPJfgGcrroXOrxz7ZK_olFwsBmrLsDRoQkTeleTLoREjRLu2kntrMZIJWRdELm4tWQAMMdyu1WDhW6Kn9_jNEl58oco4/s1600/IMG_9242.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirhWCqir9Iwe9Eo56-2HBDADVVbS5ZeugWy8QK-0E_b7otIypbPJfgGcrroXOrxz7ZK_olFwsBmrLsDRoQkTeleTLoREjRLu2kntrMZIJWRdELm4tWQAMMdyu1WDhW6Kn9_jNEl58oco4/s320/IMG_9242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687316059416421778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(The party scene)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhASKf9lNlSY3Ae5fs9hHaj38qPvqxh6b8C_AmTJo338hyphenhyphen11iDoO9Hg2FNNDk0wiutf2q5io9M7UgIV7fuYapQg-5kqpMgKV4l-pzJTAyA9e0y1t7pNZ6exp5vl7EWH0JbdEjn1YO7W484/s1600/IMG_9248.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhASKf9lNlSY3Ae5fs9hHaj38qPvqxh6b8C_AmTJo338hyphenhyphen11iDoO9Hg2FNNDk0wiutf2q5io9M7UgIV7fuYapQg-5kqpMgKV4l-pzJTAyA9e0y1t7pNZ6exp5vl7EWH0JbdEjn1YO7W484/s320/IMG_9248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687316045958849778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Coloring T-Shirts)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQR5D25fcDqhzTN43zpZ5piDzYjm67z7Xt-DmNTSK2kyHUazGcEYweOT8mX62857J8yWeZjW89iIQB3nrhDGttgwD4_5L2bCVOv3O5wLHTsM9copO7EKdf0VTDtK7ucCzDd9HlrIfzda0/s1600/IMG_9250.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQR5D25fcDqhzTN43zpZ5piDzYjm67z7Xt-DmNTSK2kyHUazGcEYweOT8mX62857J8yWeZjW89iIQB3nrhDGttgwD4_5L2bCVOv3O5wLHTsM9copO7EKdf0VTDtK7ucCzDd9HlrIfzda0/s320/IMG_9250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687316039433516034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /></div><div><i>(A Willing Participant)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCdLdGkbqiWFfK0393_Lw1UDfCSeNQ8we4ISOOYMXNHVyxydvF-yu-q_dbIOnoGZRwBnSA63RxUWcLuvqpMn2IiCfXnNVN297j9hOGn01dKiO3KiWmDgLMF20Z4H1o_hvncjI3SH9-R4/s1600/IMG_9273.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJCdLdGkbqiWFfK0393_Lw1UDfCSeNQ8we4ISOOYMXNHVyxydvF-yu-q_dbIOnoGZRwBnSA63RxUWcLuvqpMn2IiCfXnNVN297j9hOGn01dKiO3KiWmDgLMF20Z4H1o_hvncjI3SH9-R4/s320/IMG_9273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687314187844502434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Getting creative)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkO_OqQSE1SVnoteq8Lncfd-F-WT0waEoFdHpMmHUHxYb5OBsweoSEzg579nlybV4GFA_wkzuKeiKTf1G6um9O0C8W2fr5q0tvGK73xG6GDaKfpibzKQg41BqE68nsx2o1_ioAWik7doE/s1600/IMG_9275.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkO_OqQSE1SVnoteq8Lncfd-F-WT0waEoFdHpMmHUHxYb5OBsweoSEzg579nlybV4GFA_wkzuKeiKTf1G6um9O0C8W2fr5q0tvGK73xG6GDaKfpibzKQg41BqE68nsx2o1_ioAWik7doE/s320/IMG_9275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687314183271554658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Endless options..)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVJk31R6it8YlYCxzBspIv8mFxP6tMc2pPKIhdCR8QIV7nSCQPmy2Q9Skn5Y6BLOoOhPE10DdEPeHCvPrc-sddCvUnsKyrVBUcMtDA8zk3I1NqYkRCy22yhXIp8hNmjBcWUqQIeb4xrQ/s1600/IMG_9276.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieVJk31R6it8YlYCxzBspIv8mFxP6tMc2pPKIhdCR8QIV7nSCQPmy2Q9Skn5Y6BLOoOhPE10DdEPeHCvPrc-sddCvUnsKyrVBUcMtDA8zk3I1NqYkRCy22yhXIp8hNmjBcWUqQIeb4xrQ/s320/IMG_9276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687314178334979330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Healthy Choices..)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-tNVq1ntBUj__ibEtTO74IBWuMj0JuBQl1_sSlAo1mP0HfHmrI8CUdeJQcEJ3ucnzNAv3QQqk-6aISlhd37ULKk5jaEgS1X4dYs_g5rPfuzjfsEJbyCktf-r5yWBvpyU7b2f9ZkOTLs/s1600/IMG_9308.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-tNVq1ntBUj__ibEtTO74IBWuMj0JuBQl1_sSlAo1mP0HfHmrI8CUdeJQcEJ3ucnzNAv3QQqk-6aISlhd37ULKk5jaEgS1X4dYs_g5rPfuzjfsEJbyCktf-r5yWBvpyU7b2f9ZkOTLs/s320/IMG_9308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687312406800515362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Wishing)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOzNlccX-njGVdrquXrGv4QK6_KouCGd2NkJX78cMnNxvrMzkcehMULTou3uguso6YBGKOSfZ-BHJ4DMWs54OqYqrSlq3fdgYjwrRy13esi7UiXzkWjoZFUEZHFqlIFiW2-iKWidPBLs/s1600/IMG_9312.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkOzNlccX-njGVdrquXrGv4QK6_KouCGd2NkJX78cMnNxvrMzkcehMULTou3uguso6YBGKOSfZ-BHJ4DMWs54OqYqrSlq3fdgYjwrRy13esi7UiXzkWjoZFUEZHFqlIFiW2-iKWidPBLs/s320/IMG_9312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687312398781436738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Post-sugar intake)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0IbG-dAwy4jhmNYxyYWcVIoFIWmIDnpxtAWDNckl9XbXNQHHW6vaiFpycueODSY88tBCRVRmc2S4Pfi04V8qIE5sk4KUKHWIbm2-FKmOIGhW6y1ehv9RgqvXvaAjrofDADdpAtJGYcTk/s1600/IMG_9314.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0IbG-dAwy4jhmNYxyYWcVIoFIWmIDnpxtAWDNckl9XbXNQHHW6vaiFpycueODSY88tBCRVRmc2S4Pfi04V8qIE5sk4KUKHWIbm2-FKmOIGhW6y1ehv9RgqvXvaAjrofDADdpAtJGYcTk/s320/IMG_9314.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687312383881106978" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Almost getting locked in the deep freeze.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEe5zXWxkMiJgsNIjQXSoG2Lniwwl7pmMxgRhxOUl1pzt06dkhfCiJ_AqkwtN_L2vI_5nCLbl-F_kq80cCRfWhlyRylnIOTsCUfC9lxfyi7Gxw4d_A8xYQl0svJl0AEainDP-ykUfFyAU/s1600/IMG_9320.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEe5zXWxkMiJgsNIjQXSoG2Lniwwl7pmMxgRhxOUl1pzt06dkhfCiJ_AqkwtN_L2vI_5nCLbl-F_kq80cCRfWhlyRylnIOTsCUfC9lxfyi7Gxw4d_A8xYQl0svJl0AEainDP-ykUfFyAU/s320/IMG_9320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687310469731782322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Josh chasing innocent children.)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_0o566F_cr8fO8cJKXn-TMj_gbZciThAbAMXu0h1yq9fDSSfJMLkMQVRljqsHlY05XDgjMajrxZLXjFlgrbThiHe7qt3632kAEs9O4e0cj_6iRLRqIgh0jGYBSEAx6JE_rLDf-tjlYJg/s1600/IMG_9321.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_0o566F_cr8fO8cJKXn-TMj_gbZciThAbAMXu0h1yq9fDSSfJMLkMQVRljqsHlY05XDgjMajrxZLXjFlgrbThiHe7qt3632kAEs9O4e0cj_6iRLRqIgh0jGYBSEAx6JE_rLDf-tjlYJg/s320/IMG_9321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687310459235102626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(The crazies.)<br /></i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKhIk3_agQuVuulESTSdPu2GswD58aPvpgEnjfD0lxuiN9CV_2kppJWVqTggK2d34BiEOX9uc0YiTH01CVWGvwFkbMEifu8eLI75EUZ8rJAt6xGZWQ8u_y5SK-wXfzkRJb3aRDRoptKk/s1600/IMG_9326.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixKhIk3_agQuVuulESTSdPu2GswD58aPvpgEnjfD0lxuiN9CV_2kppJWVqTggK2d34BiEOX9uc0YiTH01CVWGvwFkbMEifu8eLI75EUZ8rJAt6xGZWQ8u_y5SK-wXfzkRJb3aRDRoptKk/s320/IMG_9326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687310453720137938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Gettin crazier.)<br /></i><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr234u6b6Q6GJnJPVsLXbXk9g_gxtpzZLrWV1kfcfgzLRMlSWFKQPAwqwaZfChTjEZSMt3eJJVJoZsQyY9D6GkFWmGhesRTViAEw13QEsrhmG3kW0LXUq06fmXtIEXYgQAS1ryuLOelM0/s1600/IMG_9363.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr234u6b6Q6GJnJPVsLXbXk9g_gxtpzZLrWV1kfcfgzLRMlSWFKQPAwqwaZfChTjEZSMt3eJJVJoZsQyY9D6GkFWmGhesRTViAEw13QEsrhmG3kW0LXUq06fmXtIEXYgQAS1ryuLOelM0/s320/IMG_9363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687308758295226770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Losing control.)<br /></i><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJI5gyJVNubtn3PuLodX_8cTELCvuOHdhNF4x8BA4Mt7KbG7dfXABkMZ7MKHcnGbFpSa3PggvQ7pWg5iPQ0VEowfPSl-0ollItxToo5k5hpImjd8WngSDgAZo9bq0n2VCQZ8v3T0KjrE/s1600/IMG_9351.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJI5gyJVNubtn3PuLodX_8cTELCvuOHdhNF4x8BA4Mt7KbG7dfXABkMZ7MKHcnGbFpSa3PggvQ7pWg5iPQ0VEowfPSl-0ollItxToo5k5hpImjd8WngSDgAZo9bq0n2VCQZ8v3T0KjrE/s320/IMG_9351.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687308767093502098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Jack's hero.)<br /></i><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidxaqiDGVsk5CTWVLxgbKZnk4QHM0gZBgNgJWK19Jsrvxvlim1sy8Klc8muJ5g8yVuspMyjt5t7T-YzhR6WX4rzFud0uLqFO97GWU66Kv3ueCdMCR4E9xpEJqYuTmnL25wpBOIOC2aImM/s1600/IMG_9350.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidxaqiDGVsk5CTWVLxgbKZnk4QHM0gZBgNgJWK19Jsrvxvlim1sy8Klc8muJ5g8yVuspMyjt5t7T-YzhR6WX4rzFud0uLqFO97GWU66Kv3ueCdMCR4E9xpEJqYuTmnL25wpBOIOC2aImM/s320/IMG_9350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687308772485075762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div></div></div></div></div><div><i>(Group hug!)</i></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-18659324915362374792011-12-17T08:41:00.004-07:002011-12-17T08:46:21.334-07:00"What if my brain doesn't know it's my Birthday tomorrow?"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNerHog-l1uw5dnx4BKdnoO1rqXowAQYAU0KgfGgtX3vdM7RGCzzznkPsqxtnMFgu7p5592__xZofBZggEiwVW-IZJzVSwB23-vlwIz1zWU1yXxqxgOKJFsoo2asloGjF5vrn9C5xmEB4/s1600/Jack%2527s+6+Years+Old.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNerHog-l1uw5dnx4BKdnoO1rqXowAQYAU0KgfGgtX3vdM7RGCzzznkPsqxtnMFgu7p5592__xZofBZggEiwVW-IZJzVSwB23-vlwIz1zWU1yXxqxgOKJFsoo2asloGjF5vrn9C5xmEB4/s400/Jack%2527s+6+Years+Old.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687123214759109730" /></a><br />Last night I told Jack he needed to go to sleep so he could have "lots of Birthday fun tomorrow." He was worried about bad dreams and said <div>"<i>What if the Zombies come to eat my brains when I'm asleep?</i>" </div><div>and I told him, </div><div>"Zombies don't come when it's almost your birthday. It's a rule." </div><div>Then he said </div><div>"<i>What if I have bad dreams about Zombies?</i>"</div><div>and I told him,</div><div>"You have fun Birthday dreams the night before your birthday, EVERYONE does."</div><div>and he said,</div><div>"<i>What if my brain doesn't know it's my birthday tomorrow?</i>"</div><div><br /></div><div>I think you're brain is the one telling YOU it's your birthday tomorrow....</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Birthday, Sweet Boy.</div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-32835573930925746882011-12-03T18:38:00.007-07:002011-12-03T19:22:42.360-07:00Thanksgiving: We Thank Thee Oh God for Amoxicillin.This was my third Thanksgiving away from home. The first was in Maui. No complaints, really, just that I missed my mom's stuffing and of course my family. But looking over the beach at a November sunset in Paradise was not too bad. The second was in Arizona at my sister-in-law's. It was nice to be with family, have other kids with Jack to play with and not have to cook anything, but Jack ended up with a BAD and persistent stomach bug that all the kids caught and we ended up at an Urgent Care late in the night, with a little boy whose oxygen was at 73. They almost life flighted us to the hospital.<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYj4nhjIliuyrX9BePNJysuPnPqNQHHh-L_cNGoWszb9lcRPdLqZfTCAn198VUWB1EHlHJAd-HOoCxqa0enGZ5QBSgAc-Qg1aAYVMh4EyeOT4WNEVADjJEhdqRocRkTjZRfUhtbb3BA1c/s1600/IMG_8900.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYj4nhjIliuyrX9BePNJysuPnPqNQHHh-L_cNGoWszb9lcRPdLqZfTCAn198VUWB1EHlHJAd-HOoCxqa0enGZ5QBSgAc-Qg1aAYVMh4EyeOT4WNEVADjJEhdqRocRkTjZRfUhtbb3BA1c/s320/IMG_8900.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682090964112274594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>This year my parents invited us to their new place in San Diego. I had been looking forward to it for months. There's nothing like getting out of the inversion and skipping over to California. Our first stop was to drop Dad's car off in the long term parking lot so when they returned they'd have a way home from the airport. So while loading our luggage onto the shuttle, Jack tripped on the stairs in the back of the bus and fell flat on his face, thus getting a bloody nose. These are a real concern with him, being that he is on aspirin and doesn't clot very well. Luckily... he did and we made it to the terminal blood-free. We checked in and made our way through security. As is my history with TSA, they stopped my bags due to bottles of liquid that were 3.7oz not the TSA requirement of 3.4oz. I wasn't about to take a loss on my ProActiv, so I went BACK to check my bag and had to go through security all over again. The second time I was lucky enough to be full body scanned.</div><div><br /></div><div>Once on the plane, Jack was telling me it hurt when he swallowed. I was trying to pretend like it didn't hurt when I swallowed too. By the time the plane was descending, Jack was in agony and crying hysterically as the pressure built in his ears. We finally made it into Long Beach, and he kept telling us his ear wouldn't pop. We rented our car, and headed our way to San Diego. Being from Utah, we didn't know that the 805 was going to be a DISASTER when we got there. Traffic was at a stand still, the sun was setting. Jack was moaning and groaning in the back seat, I assumed he was tired and hungry. Out of nowhere, he threw up twice. We squeezed through traffic and got off near La Jolla to stop at a CVS. We changed Jack, cleaned him up and got him some Saltine's.</div><div><br /></div><div>We finally arrived to the condo and probably looked like hell. Jack, however had gained a new found energy and was thrilled to be there and see everyone. It took us a little while, but we eventually settled in.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Wl4miezKnABExM7mD6R3cTZEmn24uSbA3jzJS9vwbVT1n_cM5dU__B_SsfhhRgUEa8Eo5JScvXbFTzgRYxI2miVkWMEVCOf4_PCDglo-Eo93j0VNDRU45d7QZlRfbIoB7w_2bX4v0B4/s1600/IMG_8976.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Wl4miezKnABExM7mD6R3cTZEmn24uSbA3jzJS9vwbVT1n_cM5dU__B_SsfhhRgUEa8Eo5JScvXbFTzgRYxI2miVkWMEVCOf4_PCDglo-Eo93j0VNDRU45d7QZlRfbIoB7w_2bX4v0B4/s320/IMG_8976.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682090967316059106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyapPUpTY4em0CMtmEYhruHGEKz26t3qx4PxNgwMc9QiaUIaVRcB0HcISiz-0KbQzwcsyTv1xMPWYLxr_CRcvrGTeBB9a3M2jC2TM2EsWYsx96hMo8Y_0gfFROYq7N1uO-3lsF8ywMtI/s1600/thanksgiving+2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyapPUpTY4em0CMtmEYhruHGEKz26t3qx4PxNgwMc9QiaUIaVRcB0HcISiz-0KbQzwcsyTv1xMPWYLxr_CRcvrGTeBB9a3M2jC2TM2EsWYsx96hMo8Y_0gfFROYq7N1uO-3lsF8ywMtI/s320/thanksgiving+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091718256024594" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>The next day we explored the new territory. Josh had a meeting in Irvine and Laura and I went shopping. I continued to ignore the itch in my throat, and assumed that since Jack's ear had finally popped, that he was fine. Thanksgiving Day was wonderful. Very relaxing, delicious food, good company, and a trip to visit the beach. That night Jack (who slept in the closet of our bedroom) kept complaining about his ears. So friday morning I figure we should nip this in the bud, and go to an Urgent Care. How great it would be, if I could just go to a pharmacy, say "My son has a double ear infection, can I get 400mg of Amoxicillin at 7.5ml twice daily?" But no, we had to go somewhere where they are sketched out at treating a kid with a congenital heart defect anyway- and we usually have to talk them into NOT sending us to a hospital. Luckily I called the University of Utah pharmacy, asked them specifically what Jack takes for these infections, and suggested them to the Dr. He OK'd them, saw Jack's ears and gave us a prescription. Sigh.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDMk9o9vEC2hHvoYxW_9qzyYkdxv5zGrl0uoMwTCBXRZJ4WCtlWIicMZay5XIOspTMeWQNhcf47zz59eUdNYie1cVRrohfrAnD5KoSBOJUdOVPy_m2_iKwHYG4JuaubsgjIP48m6PA14/s1600/zombie.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbDMk9o9vEC2hHvoYxW_9qzyYkdxv5zGrl0uoMwTCBXRZJ4WCtlWIicMZay5XIOspTMeWQNhcf47zz59eUdNYie1cVRrohfrAnD5KoSBOJUdOVPy_m2_iKwHYG4JuaubsgjIP48m6PA14/s320/zombie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091716862731794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Jack, being a zombie.)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>Sadly, everyone else left that day. And I REALLY started feeling sick. In fact I don't remember a lot of the day from the point when we got Jack's prescription.</div><div><br /></div><div>Saturday, our little family went to the Birch Aquarium in La Jolla. It was a beautiful day and Jack was thrilled to be there. He particularly liked touching the sea cucumbers. Then we got a pizza and took it to a park on a beach and let Jack. A family on the beach were building a HUGE sand castle and it was really neat to watch them put it together. We headed back home for some MORE turkey and stuffing. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUAmjSDqB3HS3cB_Cyu93Ic0iWsPF8DOUo3Y4-AFGui_JUDIpWteK5YcLW5XmKMYA5uqRQZzUPF9HKH9ZrvbUaWiz5vez8oLVL_YFeMB7nDXF_AVm_e6CAzbDbaAP8tPumanulzC3imEE/s1600/IMG_9063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUAmjSDqB3HS3cB_Cyu93Ic0iWsPF8DOUo3Y4-AFGui_JUDIpWteK5YcLW5XmKMYA5uqRQZzUPF9HKH9ZrvbUaWiz5vez8oLVL_YFeMB7nDXF_AVm_e6CAzbDbaAP8tPumanulzC3imEE/s320/IMG_9063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091324020234402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDqsE3C4yA8ojdb7D-RWXE2WnNLPbTdjKDnavQ2c92EhdpZ43f4I-oLOM3Ru8JBUQh9bSHAmzf0OgKpwrTm736cXWeLLROeXBLg8N-S8qp747RinxdSd8FAU16zHOHC3qjJ_hQi3h3UXk/s1600/IMG_9088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDqsE3C4yA8ojdb7D-RWXE2WnNLPbTdjKDnavQ2c92EhdpZ43f4I-oLOM3Ru8JBUQh9bSHAmzf0OgKpwrTm736cXWeLLROeXBLg8N-S8qp747RinxdSd8FAU16zHOHC3qjJ_hQi3h3UXk/s320/IMG_9088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091324853475410" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXYhF4XOfsUobQsdCfb4Kp6dnitviEAQhpETCOxwyKAVjfEfYQGwja-uRZ94tmxLp_FhIv3b_vcb4GPzCUu12cypmcQCPz_eWa-bEJtg9qvKLlKMGpmo6EaUs8LuLMsGseqaHVa3FBRDE/s1600/IMG_9035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXYhF4XOfsUobQsdCfb4Kp6dnitviEAQhpETCOxwyKAVjfEfYQGwja-uRZ94tmxLp_FhIv3b_vcb4GPzCUu12cypmcQCPz_eWa-bEJtg9qvKLlKMGpmo6EaUs8LuLMsGseqaHVa3FBRDE/s320/IMG_9035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091320020882338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>On sunday it was really nice weather and we went to Mission Beach. Jack is blissful on the beach. He could stay there for forever. He loves the sand. This was the first beach he ever stepped on, so it was fun to see him have such a great time. We ate lunch on the boardwalk and got an ice cream cone. It was a wonderful day.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuntYaPcs3pAim4f6M-eugb0uP4dyutq9BkG_8QFVdZ6-iEVhqONFjzORWKjzgBJ5VTFQOpyNSGg3_dlekGwtO9MFU_hKMkIvp87jpLz4w5U5R_a-sn9J0fQ_MZJ8Tel0FTXjyx5F2rVQ/s1600/IMG_9172.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuntYaPcs3pAim4f6M-eugb0uP4dyutq9BkG_8QFVdZ6-iEVhqONFjzORWKjzgBJ5VTFQOpyNSGg3_dlekGwtO9MFU_hKMkIvp87jpLz4w5U5R_a-sn9J0fQ_MZJ8Tel0FTXjyx5F2rVQ/s320/IMG_9172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682091710887288914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We woke up at 5:00am on Monday, after all, Jack had school. So we drove to the airport- it was much more pleasant this time, and we came prepared with our Afrin for the cabin pressure issues, worked like a charm. Then home again, home again, just in time to take Jack to school.</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Thanksgiving....</div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-23055627933412575312011-11-21T16:35:00.006-07:002011-11-21T17:22:50.526-07:00Free at lastSo a few weeks ago I started this project, and sometimes,when starting new things I get a bit compulsive about them, and want to work on them night and day till they are finished. However, this time around, I had big barricades such as "no sewing machine" or "not enough fabric" that kept breaking my groove.<div><br /></div><div>My dear sister let me borrow her sewing machine, so once I got rolling- there was no stopping me.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS5xK6XysN8hRhVZIb8t7xjjsUH-YCz6crQHpkde7ptfoxwg92ZnuS5zTsOApS06hwPgBd_ufoIU4y19yTDWagYZ7RuSFyGG-gIX6H5YQgLZuOJacJGyzi9yTKK9z5I-3He5AvqI_2UL8/s400/IMG_1390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677597679426143730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div>I got all 80 squares cut, sandwiched, then pinned in only a couple of days. Then my squares sat for a couple weeks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Once the sewing machine made its appearance, and the bobbin and I made an agreement to not have any trouble, I began sewing X's onto the sandwiches and finished all 80 in only a couple of hours. Yay.</div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNSJdH1ahJshzs3By-frijEZ95CWKEFtwfDLkSOB5sZJEtem1vTBKk7SRzFXqAltDQ0OSBkzOaE-52-Q325w6mZT1ohGw-zgmuAz0LAGUnmOBexYEquWvAZpBt6blIjOzqGw61WLENfA/s400/IMG_8851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677599905472050514" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /><br />Then, the trouble. How to sew over those corners, with 12 layers of fabric.... well, you try- then you break 4 needles and ask for help. I was told to us a "denim needle" and this thing stormed through those corners like a jack-hammer. It was great. I got the whole thing compiled and sewn in another 2 days. Then tried to get a flattering picture of it. It was hard. But the thing is a good sized quilt, Jack loves it, Josh loves it, Lucy loves it.... it has already become a treasure. I'm sure glad I was brave enough to do it...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuW3NftqDdGG_gMfXC9byXRja_TFBe7RlhyphenhyphenfGO81vY22zGMeA20Z9MVwJ-F-nXd2HGMgGDPq1co0j1ZgGRSF4AxlmZpukn54NJofvRoDk6LvSUs1eHxQk3tNVFSvIvK-1JQeZ7fgFaPW8/s1600/IMG_8853.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuW3NftqDdGG_gMfXC9byXRja_TFBe7RlhyphenhyphenfGO81vY22zGMeA20Z9MVwJ-F-nXd2HGMgGDPq1co0j1ZgGRSF4AxlmZpukn54NJofvRoDk6LvSUs1eHxQk3tNVFSvIvK-1JQeZ7fgFaPW8/s400/IMG_8853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677599860473650274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div>I'm also glad it's over. Because now my mind isn't shackled to this project.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg51uhQ9IVUZq7P5EnR_zMGplzCiRkqvuVW2W67xPx4dlQWQsD9HOom96_GFNroWdz5T2PlN2W8ypY6OghiH33oCBq3HvU32mOR4-_u2B-NKfFMcA2kwS6FTZ16Cqx3XxyUqSSXjJxAtgY/s1600/IMG_8847.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg51uhQ9IVUZq7P5EnR_zMGplzCiRkqvuVW2W67xPx4dlQWQsD9HOom96_GFNroWdz5T2PlN2W8ypY6OghiH33oCBq3HvU32mOR4-_u2B-NKfFMcA2kwS6FTZ16Cqx3XxyUqSSXjJxAtgY/s400/IMG_8847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677608502397964402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-74451351909998920882011-11-03T09:45:00.008-06:002011-11-03T10:12:13.880-06:00Fall Fell, We Halloweened.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEh3dxQpz9tOmHM0I4Thn0qlhaU_kOOiJ7kVkL8DaWCUyV59oINcO748I125FHA0ypozZV1sFyA3MEfqCf7r3FIfKSpjUFaVNBPrZe5t7N_HvQHaRevG1BiqSq305IeAL1EkxM-vDTb34/s1600/IMG_1455.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEh3dxQpz9tOmHM0I4Thn0qlhaU_kOOiJ7kVkL8DaWCUyV59oINcO748I125FHA0ypozZV1sFyA3MEfqCf7r3FIfKSpjUFaVNBPrZe5t7N_HvQHaRevG1BiqSq305IeAL1EkxM-vDTb34/s400/IMG_1455.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670798031878428578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /></a><br />Who knew halloween was such an involved holiday! This was an all-day event! Jack and I both dressed up for his school Halloween party. (I was in charge of the pumpkin hunt.) His sweet teacher went all out and planned a great party for the little ones. She had stations with cookie decorating, scary stories, spider crafts and finally the pumpkin hunt. In small groups she lead them up to the "Nature Scape" just above the play ground where they hunted pumpkins all the while avoiding the "monster under the bridge." It was so cute. Jack had SO much fun and was a little overly excited that I was there.<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj98noeOtaURjlKiLIWLzxyn-gnWgPdrBuP4rilxVir5oTkoDsgPW0IbTROUwivzT5ivNpHWh6eHGzV80H9_ivQnqlPqgr2KkkBpgR7Y49wuYoJpewD1m6gfyk9KnE1ezURTpfUiE6kmFI/s1600/IMG_1456.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj98noeOtaURjlKiLIWLzxyn-gnWgPdrBuP4rilxVir5oTkoDsgPW0IbTROUwivzT5ivNpHWh6eHGzV80H9_ivQnqlPqgr2KkkBpgR7Y49wuYoJpewD1m6gfyk9KnE1ezURTpfUiE6kmFI/s400/IMG_1456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670798038178298610" style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><i>(After finding his pumpkin and having one of the mom's write his name on it, he then asked her to draw a face on it. Again, he thinks he runs every show.)<br /></i><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5QLj4Wv6bOJPZjvmgMgXSTijjVSHo4ACjpt7WuU8sI-rFo3twoT-YSGoDauPiwAP08r7MTJfnSLmpNcPMEvmAJTObOZ_06EFaO7E71AtHq2xdr9KOzOBcM4ljYE2ZtlYSd7eFZM01O5s/s1600/IMG_8745.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5QLj4Wv6bOJPZjvmgMgXSTijjVSHo4ACjpt7WuU8sI-rFo3twoT-YSGoDauPiwAP08r7MTJfnSLmpNcPMEvmAJTObOZ_06EFaO7E71AtHq2xdr9KOzOBcM4ljYE2ZtlYSd7eFZM01O5s/s400/IMG_8745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670798083096955042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><i>("Be careful going over the bridge, the monster may grab your feet!")<br /></i><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHygh-iheSUcAJ5JDSelyZ79IQ6Q9kavJXWl5O0-ic7m7KicgjPby5kJCj-vw7ZH13R6E52woZCp8yEZ4boF3DV4HFWl1MsBGh4uYNkqjJvIB82NLTE9pwKB9Qv9DSbz6BxGF2MF4Fqnc/s1600/IMG_8751.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHygh-iheSUcAJ5JDSelyZ79IQ6Q9kavJXWl5O0-ic7m7KicgjPby5kJCj-vw7ZH13R6E52woZCp8yEZ4boF3DV4HFWl1MsBGh4uYNkqjJvIB82NLTE9pwKB9Qv9DSbz6BxGF2MF4Fqnc/s400/IMG_8751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670798098992346626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div></div></div><div><i>(Jack couldn't keep his eyes off me.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4TWylf0oO0xyUy0uGSxtmbIp3pjnhoZvpzQITnX7XQDjL72qdCvQeUdV1qDdfPJCSWigX-pU6ie_8LqFgtYthi3MBMCnDQru-_Eeo_BsXbGEQ6nR7buiEXxtBrXAUFb3VR8Zx5XJ3xZs/s1600/IMG_8763.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4TWylf0oO0xyUy0uGSxtmbIp3pjnhoZvpzQITnX7XQDjL72qdCvQeUdV1qDdfPJCSWigX-pU6ie_8LqFgtYthi3MBMCnDQru-_Eeo_BsXbGEQ6nR7buiEXxtBrXAUFb3VR8Zx5XJ3xZs/s400/IMG_8763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670800699772753634" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><i>(this is Sunny, the new class pet.)</i></div><div>After school, Jack's face was all sorts of messed up, as was his costume- so we bathed him and washed his costume just in time to dress up and do it ALL OVER AGAIN. We headed out to my mom's neighborhood to met my brother's family there. We've trick-or-treated there for years, so we trust the territory. The moment Jack walked in the house Tessa, (the youngest of my brother's children) screeched a horrifying scream and was frightened by Jack's appearance. we had to keep them separated. So we all started off and the kids had a great time. I had fun running into old neighbors. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQ8OdgqpJqt0LpR8-gY21VAFiMfMjATcOw88k1UBMpuGp-zqpxoV8TPu8fMC7AGmZpff8q2kqyAhnZ5PEETNzL0DMdVHwsHqK0vKfcxgWtfY-gKdAVSNbTd8jDBykmZsAtK2GkwTxa58/s1600/IMG_8783.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQ8OdgqpJqt0LpR8-gY21VAFiMfMjATcOw88k1UBMpuGp-zqpxoV8TPu8fMC7AGmZpff8q2kqyAhnZ5PEETNzL0DMdVHwsHqK0vKfcxgWtfY-gKdAVSNbTd8jDBykmZsAtK2GkwTxa58/s400/IMG_8783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670801273729415090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Sadie was a princess, Piper was Minnie, and Chloe was a fairy. Tessa- off in the far distance being carried by Carter because she is about to cross paths with Jack- is a chicken. Literally.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZn6jZYY-tH83bqEdAnqucvvUiyJ1x6pxz7JshfalLEFTZ4KXHD3U4YAfbD4vHrFEfNdGyC94EO4iA6N2Guqzoe7dtHSiskNzZzxZ6bSvCNXHy_czGvtnziJRa2JzYYsDxNer_zuB_cNw/s1600/IMG_1457.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZn6jZYY-tH83bqEdAnqucvvUiyJ1x6pxz7JshfalLEFTZ4KXHD3U4YAfbD4vHrFEfNdGyC94EO4iA6N2Guqzoe7dtHSiskNzZzxZ6bSvCNXHy_czGvtnziJRa2JzYYsDxNer_zuB_cNw/s400/IMG_1457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670798059457174322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Jack glows in the dark. Most of him, anyway.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMWL50e-HJj92i5B7BYDGpSSBAjAaRddWBm-cRC6Ys875LW38TkuKydbC0zoev46B2K5mi-ql1P9jzllH8NOY5yqWBGSGoQ170Xc18vDGAXAn1v9O6xYAUquH7naAV4r8084Lhq-eGCs/s1600/IMG_8780.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhMWL50e-HJj92i5B7BYDGpSSBAjAaRddWBm-cRC6Ys875LW38TkuKydbC0zoev46B2K5mi-ql1P9jzllH8NOY5yqWBGSGoQ170Xc18vDGAXAn1v9O6xYAUquH7naAV4r8084Lhq-eGCs/s400/IMG_8780.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670801262913079586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Fvs6VFpuwRUzuOygsLyXbT3YYG0j3_IpFdX41HxDGFcbCxn45JqI8vbDSOJ1yRP5DT0IGjOamRVUASqQcQ0QByv9NPJybbnk8tNOELzf8LegR_Tu1eUQ5NipJFxCEF2c1FZXjo3VTLg/s1600/IMG_8785.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Fvs6VFpuwRUzuOygsLyXbT3YYG0j3_IpFdX41HxDGFcbCxn45JqI8vbDSOJ1yRP5DT0IGjOamRVUASqQcQ0QByv9NPJybbnk8tNOELzf8LegR_Tu1eUQ5NipJFxCEF2c1FZXjo3VTLg/s400/IMG_8785.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670802016656969138" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><i>(We ran into big Buddha. Jack recognized his costume immediately, and greeted his fellow Mario.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJKjQcp4l3821K-InoLD1x1mMOAIU_J5vRYjVVwkSbyTswtn3fo_baAgCy0RWQqWn7zwWuaDNF3IdWMuz7ASRSxjkZyDbUEwBGLd-nR1WVs8jcWxwl-k3vjzBZWyzFNYOpcZtHlErjT8/s1600/IMG_8788.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJKjQcp4l3821K-InoLD1x1mMOAIU_J5vRYjVVwkSbyTswtn3fo_baAgCy0RWQqWn7zwWuaDNF3IdWMuz7ASRSxjkZyDbUEwBGLd-nR1WVs8jcWxwl-k3vjzBZWyzFNYOpcZtHlErjT8/s400/IMG_8788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670802027875503794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><i>(The kids with their loot.)</i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhhMT-4_TsG8muTRTCjZyVeRH5g7TWPyfbhoqlk1U7IccAuQCQC-cKoIf3rep9OCSUMRzWrMGq0eL7URLrkFCxWtn-f_PM1a_rpXv4xZ4KSAVf_R6oAbPPBmfpTViWaDrRS1VTaG2Io-A/s1600/IMG_8798.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhhMT-4_TsG8muTRTCjZyVeRH5g7TWPyfbhoqlk1U7IccAuQCQC-cKoIf3rep9OCSUMRzWrMGq0eL7URLrkFCxWtn-f_PM1a_rpXv4xZ4KSAVf_R6oAbPPBmfpTViWaDrRS1VTaG2Io-A/s400/IMG_8798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670802045190120754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><i>(Back at home, mom made her traditional Latke's, and had crafts for the kids.)</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>This could very well be the best Halloween yet, it was the perfect weather, Jack had fun and spent his time trick-or-treating with people he loves, we had a great atmosphere and wonderful company. Happy Halloween. (And.....take a deep breath- cause here come the holidays......)</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Uj2M_b4ksuwjjlymDM4WQGrI5eXSlBC4K7H856W0M0d7PHWwtT-7oVwZ4l9BKTc8C3-opq5firKxxiwteAglyGHjrdxztBpcja25Nv78khk2drkllenhRQ0MhhE-46bdZ54Koq-zWtM/s1600/IMG_8807.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Uj2M_b4ksuwjjlymDM4WQGrI5eXSlBC4K7H856W0M0d7PHWwtT-7oVwZ4l9BKTc8C3-opq5firKxxiwteAglyGHjrdxztBpcja25Nv78khk2drkllenhRQ0MhhE-46bdZ54Koq-zWtM/s400/IMG_8807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670802753668213554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-55467141595255694412011-10-28T21:00:00.005-06:002011-10-28T21:33:34.027-06:00Gratitude<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwuA1lWzCD_IUJvfzzSTyDccIESCRAoAiAn5NQT38SibqPwA9l8JzN1OZYig-Av2dj6HhpN7m7qJwIIljEmdc7UuzG-5gNt-nZ0N1FKkvDLdur7D0TDkC4WN5Vbci6DZforzTKTZpjnc/s1600/IMG_1414.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizwuA1lWzCD_IUJvfzzSTyDccIESCRAoAiAn5NQT38SibqPwA9l8JzN1OZYig-Av2dj6HhpN7m7qJwIIljEmdc7UuzG-5gNt-nZ0N1FKkvDLdur7D0TDkC4WN5Vbci6DZforzTKTZpjnc/s400/IMG_1414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668745554841862642" /></a><br />I can't really thank Make A Wish enough. They do such a great job of taking care of wish kids, before and after their wishes are granted. This year, the trick or treat was PACKED with so many wish kids.... which is a great sign that they are doing well and feeling good enough to come. It both hurts warms my heart to see Jack bounding around there so healthy, when there are kids that are in much tougher situations than he is. But the smiles on their faces make me so excited to become part of the Make A Wish team. I'm going to be a Wish Ambassador for the Utah Chapter. I will help represent the Foundation at schools, businesses, and community events. It's the least I can do, and I look forward to being a part of something so life changing. Jack's heart will always be full with the wonderful things these volunteers have done for him. I hope to be that change in the lives of other sweet children that are faced with critical challenges so early in life.<div><br /></div><div>Thank you Make A Wish, for treating my little trickster..</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptVyEJThpl49_yg-QOumtqAARSmlH3RYCqlD0AvtTzN7yknzhcHvOMEj4gJ7NrueeqLlTuJ0eRWzWaHt60Scjq5LIUgSKY3g1H0u8ciCJJ-rqthD4Bpxg8ZgpmiR57ngFquxsiG8blg0/s1600/IMG_1411.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjptVyEJThpl49_yg-QOumtqAARSmlH3RYCqlD0AvtTzN7yknzhcHvOMEj4gJ7NrueeqLlTuJ0eRWzWaHt60Scjq5LIUgSKY3g1H0u8ciCJJ-rqthD4Bpxg8ZgpmiR57ngFquxsiG8blg0/s400/IMG_1411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668745560979455490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfxnALScxfAkGhiTxpLfE0oYFz6UfXnRP-L3OuWWFrC0dwVbtCO3_AR8RqQiFtKKjNm1G5tJB-B4mhY7n0WyuUjLyY8oZ8KKYEF2Yj-91kr7NFKu40z-ehlaZRm1gfmONrqYpGqe-VwJY/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfxnALScxfAkGhiTxpLfE0oYFz6UfXnRP-L3OuWWFrC0dwVbtCO3_AR8RqQiFtKKjNm1G5tJB-B4mhY7n0WyuUjLyY8oZ8KKYEF2Yj-91kr7NFKu40z-ehlaZRm1gfmONrqYpGqe-VwJY/s400/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668745572042685794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /><span><span></span></span></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And.........</div><div>I forgot to post, a few months ago, that Jack's pictures were featured in the Utah Business Magazine. It's not only cool that he is featured to help promote Make A Wish, but also that my photography made it into a magazine :) And now, here are a couple poor quality photos of the article:</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6jGTBLMZS_VK1_9DnJ9-9lIPo4fCr1gWvdvPY9ISWdR2EsAjuiGP6d_H7BbDG8wWAtD9ZtKy95ZbaroxriSnw5FOokqSJm-T1AnAIIIPElQQTUeuKDCH1eztriCTYZtMZSelOjtz8cQ/s1600/IMG_8701.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ6jGTBLMZS_VK1_9DnJ9-9lIPo4fCr1gWvdvPY9ISWdR2EsAjuiGP6d_H7BbDG8wWAtD9ZtKy95ZbaroxriSnw5FOokqSJm-T1AnAIIIPElQQTUeuKDCH1eztriCTYZtMZSelOjtz8cQ/s400/IMG_8701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668751774405155378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEqMVFwpNSpQn5ikV8GhIaHRLMVaernGDQB5X5xt5h6r7E03uRFgjS2cDaosdzMAAM0X6xIKoO6RijrOxJLDDTLeRyLwi5sIPBdTMsYOozg5D_48XR9S9dEECykPOWdLo-7V9LP5_AoQ/s1600/IMG_8708.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAEqMVFwpNSpQn5ikV8GhIaHRLMVaernGDQB5X5xt5h6r7E03uRFgjS2cDaosdzMAAM0X6xIKoO6RijrOxJLDDTLeRyLwi5sIPBdTMsYOozg5D_48XR9S9dEECykPOWdLo-7V9LP5_AoQ/s400/IMG_8708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668751779392826834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px; " /></a></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-58143390609550307002011-10-07T20:34:00.005-06:002011-10-07T20:47:32.542-06:00This is HalloweenJack gets so excited for Halloween. In fact, once it is October, he KNOWS that means it's close- and asks everyday how close we are to the very special day. Aside from that, he takes the whole year to decide what he is going to be. But that only started a couple years ago. I remember the good ol' days when I would find the cutest costume I could, dress him up, and parade him around.<div>Jack's first Halloween I ordered a pair of scrubs that not only did I have "Dr. Jack Trent, Cardiology" embroidered on, but they had to be tailored a bit to fit him well. He was the cutest little doctor EVER.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF8_mUj5B4nzS-EwTG8zagd11yirF0IpJloaMp_kuus-CTWCXWEdkOymgP_Rx_Gy0IUrg1BHWsG60ERj6bNX9Btl0cY6aZsg-hGhVYKowxbw7D2xhYxp-AcCm09kYZ-eDJCN4HcTTr08/s1600/halloween06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJF8_mUj5B4nzS-EwTG8zagd11yirF0IpJloaMp_kuus-CTWCXWEdkOymgP_Rx_Gy0IUrg1BHWsG60ERj6bNX9Btl0cY6aZsg-hGhVYKowxbw7D2xhYxp-AcCm09kYZ-eDJCN4HcTTr08/s320/halloween06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660944961365118210" /></a></div><div>The second year, was mostly because I found this lion costume, wanted to put Jack in it, then cuddle him non-sop. That didn't really happen, because the amount of yarn on the head out-weighed his OWN head, and he never liked to keep it on. Sure kept him warm, though.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtX3-VNVx9ezkhv06Y6l-Yhs-Xy8n1DjS0VO1IEh0X04EjjVuA4RJWQCRMu2oBU9TtZ2huxrHWf-t4QDpYYQ3NMBk1k2i8DBOZF86i1Oh9kT58UHt1osvPJlImhQy0PcpbobCEcrWLLMU/s1600/halloween07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtX3-VNVx9ezkhv06Y6l-Yhs-Xy8n1DjS0VO1IEh0X04EjjVuA4RJWQCRMu2oBU9TtZ2huxrHWf-t4QDpYYQ3NMBk1k2i8DBOZF86i1Oh9kT58UHt1osvPJlImhQy0PcpbobCEcrWLLMU/s320/halloween07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660944965177543874" /></a></div><div>Cop out year- year three. However the effort put into mine and Josh's duct tape skeleton costumes balanced out the work I usually do for Jack's costume. His glowed in the dark though..<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHnGwW-p58050i97Ru7Ww3G7MSCIJx9mAeGIAo3E9LjbT2XhiqMMyqAr7eUJC3BLO5NeMi9ZuVF3ERo3TxXbgk5HKcBwlXLNLyBBHHf2qZxLLmqJ7UcKkdRzVTdUqE04jOPdeEA8eF28/s1600/halloween08.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvHnGwW-p58050i97Ru7Ww3G7MSCIJx9mAeGIAo3E9LjbT2XhiqMMyqAr7eUJC3BLO5NeMi9ZuVF3ERo3TxXbgk5HKcBwlXLNLyBBHHf2qZxLLmqJ7UcKkdRzVTdUqE04jOPdeEA8eF28/s320/halloween08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660944948020816626" /></a></div><div>The fourth year, was also the year of his 3rd heart surgery, so we were a sucker for ANYTHING he wanted. He fell in love with WALL*E and particularly "Mo" the character that cleaned up after WALL*E. I can't believe this is the only picture I have of that costume I made, and that I forgot to have him wear his paint-roller on his arms.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggINx0gLlD1NllRJKFGE_KQDbNJKEIdxBGdnO6B1Em59a5G138yEdeFh34TwthKWynZAIPCwGV-knVJc0dlqYIIJnNOiVwEcbNn3CTz6n9s2EC9R3WpaMoJaQ12SKl25BwqKAqjJB24Cw/s1600/halloween09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggINx0gLlD1NllRJKFGE_KQDbNJKEIdxBGdnO6B1Em59a5G138yEdeFh34TwthKWynZAIPCwGV-knVJc0dlqYIIJnNOiVwEcbNn3CTz6n9s2EC9R3WpaMoJaQ12SKl25BwqKAqjJB24Cw/s320/halloween09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660944950421436242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px; " /></a></div><div>The fifth year, enter: Mario. Jack loved and STILL loves everything Mario. It's a little inappropriate how often Mario is mentioned in Jack's nightly prayers. But hey- he found the rest of his crew at school...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintxXq7sNcOV7E8C9mHFv-H2TrXQ1j8B5mtJ39O1rroDMWGH_uvnp9NmpfyPS0aKrB_wPA5V0gYni0_pBfhc0DExxOV9rexWX3k3nr58wGEiNP2-gGgUTzvbGcHYjp7ANS1wyECRw7lO4/s1600/halloween10.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintxXq7sNcOV7E8C9mHFv-H2TrXQ1j8B5mtJ39O1rroDMWGH_uvnp9NmpfyPS0aKrB_wPA5V0gYni0_pBfhc0DExxOV9rexWX3k3nr58wGEiNP2-gGgUTzvbGcHYjp7ANS1wyECRw7lO4/s320/halloween10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660945223374033954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This year, believe it or not, as though it hadn't ever happened before, Jack saw the skeleton pajama's at Old Navy and immediately chose them as his costume. (Sigh of relief...) I don't mind. I did tell him he was already a skeleton. He didn't believe me. When I showed him the pictures he was surprised, and impressed that Josh and I were also skeletons. So, he of course requested we do it again. Luckily- I still have my black crew neck, duct tape skeleton and all.</div><div><br /></div><div>So look for a crazy family of skeleton's this year... (again)</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Halloween.<br /><br /></div></div></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-40058034490009267312011-10-03T09:12:00.004-06:002011-10-03T09:31:24.967-06:00What's up?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBXTPkdF7jEmo2esxT76i40tEaNgTd5Rm7Sf13JtnrC8Ysq5hoyfqx6LujeZ5FPqY3kn-2FoBOl5GkW79ntqQdZS_IIYaYzZAWUI_KEeHMAKlhrKH4V6PVcVZnWyv_A6_FOla1DtH48_k/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBXTPkdF7jEmo2esxT76i40tEaNgTd5Rm7Sf13JtnrC8Ysq5hoyfqx6LujeZ5FPqY3kn-2FoBOl5GkW79ntqQdZS_IIYaYzZAWUI_KEeHMAKlhrKH4V6PVcVZnWyv_A6_FOla1DtH48_k/s400/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659284387704905394" /></a><br />If anyone is wondering what the latest is over here? <div>Nothin' but attitude from this one.</div><div><br /></div><div>All those experienced parents out there that tell me "You need to stop that early"- I am all ears. Give me all that valuable advice that prevents children from becoming smart-mouths in the later years.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here's what I'm looking at.</div><div><br /></div><div>"Jack, you need to watch your mouth."</div><div>"YOU need to watch your mouth, Mom!"</div><div><br /></div><div>"Jack, please start picking your toys up, I've asked 6 times."</div><div>"MOOOOOOM! Just be quiet!"</div><div><br /></div><div>"I'm turning the Wii off Jack, if you keep getting upset."</div><div>"If you turn that off, I'm going to poke you in the eye."</div><div>(..personal fave.)</div><div><br /></div><div>All I'm asking for is the instant reaction I should give, because what it SEEMS like, is I'll give him the instant reaction- and he gives it right back. Poor Jack, being the third person in the home, feels like he too, is an adult- and he too, is a parent. He's only mimicking what he sees around him. So it's tricky.</div><div><br /></div><div>Again, I'm all ears.</div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-49353579730010402552011-09-19T17:26:00.003-06:002011-09-19T17:29:11.656-06:00Jack's Recent Art<div>This just makes me wonder if this is REALLY how he sees human beings..</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigypiKwlTHlxf7OEs2_LmIGMhF_e2G2WIWvV-246JuLBHiyzjiiyXSoXRhPN4Ttzh4Ww-o9w2RiUQb1WM07TrQj7wKeq9zVw_wKb1uaVo29aGCpow2R3IVuYDVOAgDLGAqgeim_evU26E/s1600/IMG_1150.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigypiKwlTHlxf7OEs2_LmIGMhF_e2G2WIWvV-246JuLBHiyzjiiyXSoXRhPN4Ttzh4Ww-o9w2RiUQb1WM07TrQj7wKeq9zVw_wKb1uaVo29aGCpow2R3IVuYDVOAgDLGAqgeim_evU26E/s400/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654216397740960898" /></a>From the left, and over: <div>"Scary Octopus"</div><div>"Dad" (Josh)</div><div>"Mario"</div><div>"Jack"</div><div>"Eva"</div><div>"Cotchroke" (Wall-E's cockroach)</div><div>"Wall-E"</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-87749256790396029652011-08-29T16:36:00.005-06:002011-08-29T16:51:56.474-06:00The Kinder Way<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVnOFkZINVHFJyKcL-lv_tcT4zlYaZIrDVH1zmpX9uO9TksZD0gDSfXMDkueD-UJsPPSnfF4rlEUdMQMcEbV-R4CZIqecih9snPmXXSaXwnJ281ifzEiJtaXMbnunIzBQ68ijCUzGGFg/s1600/DSCN1626.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCVnOFkZINVHFJyKcL-lv_tcT4zlYaZIrDVH1zmpX9uO9TksZD0gDSfXMDkueD-UJsPPSnfF4rlEUdMQMcEbV-R4CZIqecih9snPmXXSaXwnJ281ifzEiJtaXMbnunIzBQ68ijCUzGGFg/s320/DSCN1626.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646413035209822114" /></a>
<br />It is cliche to say "I can't believe my baby is five." The truth is, I can't believe he is ONLY five. We have been through more in the past five years than I ever imagined I would go through in my life. Some mother's cry when their babies turn another year older, or when they grow out of clothes, or when they drop them off at the first day of school. I celebrate. I consider each milestone a blessing. Instead of wishing that he was still a baby I say to myself "I am so lucky we made it here."<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5TvC7Ysskc38WKE5Guo8Tr08MWjlt5aZJpW3It2aZpBcUAIGSg6SmSDyg02aEtyBcZSDQod8HN-XBUHkRTT8ws2PYDM8cwe2EtuQEREJ7x_xcttRvG36EEcCmSV9wv432F8taSwpZbM/s1600/DSCN1628.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5TvC7Ysskc38WKE5Guo8Tr08MWjlt5aZJpW3It2aZpBcUAIGSg6SmSDyg02aEtyBcZSDQod8HN-XBUHkRTT8ws2PYDM8cwe2EtuQEREJ7x_xcttRvG36EEcCmSV9wv432F8taSwpZbM/s320/DSCN1628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646413045145945442" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a>
<br /><div>I didn't spend a lot of time thinking about "the first days of school" while Jack was a baby because I couldn't see past the third surgery. We didn't allow ourselves to be jinxed by imagining the days when Jack was 5, 10 or 15 years old because we just needed to make it to that third surgery.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6OaFj-QZ-z3KljyhBZTM-Z_sbQ4iyS8DBBD11tPfUlkk0R4yQi-D1ZbOoWFIHlCOdvO7mEv-EaZ3U0EiXbgzPOrOuuRUJJrukdD0KGkUzPj8XkqoipXn23M67axFwfDRHejgtAvNvXk/s1600/DSCN1627.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi6OaFj-QZ-z3KljyhBZTM-Z_sbQ4iyS8DBBD11tPfUlkk0R4yQi-D1ZbOoWFIHlCOdvO7mEv-EaZ3U0EiXbgzPOrOuuRUJJrukdD0KGkUzPj8XkqoipXn23M67axFwfDRHejgtAvNvXk/s320/DSCN1627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646413038159625090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Now that we are here, I haven't had time to daydream about him growing up and doing the regular things kids do. Or, how they would affect him, and us. It has been SO exciting and fun to watch him do these new things. Today was certainly the beginning of a very long, important part of his life. He was thrilled and woke up yelling "First Day of School!" ..even though we have PM Kindergarten. (To my surprise..) he couldn't wait to put on his uniform and head to school.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>It was quick and painless.. pat on the back, couple of pictures, a hug goodbye- off he went.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyMyuo7mFkxXqyMQan2CK88DZmCWSfX665fnxSMmF-3QE2WVTMGa8iNBprlsZ3qXTdI1VIxYKOav1azlNi-FGALwPgOznPaC5bJUQdOIyHZgFlQ2nF6zgt9creHDBSz8LxTqmYA1AbgU/s1600/DSCN1632.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyMyuo7mFkxXqyMQan2CK88DZmCWSfX665fnxSMmF-3QE2WVTMGa8iNBprlsZ3qXTdI1VIxYKOav1azlNi-FGALwPgOznPaC5bJUQdOIyHZgFlQ2nF6zgt9creHDBSz8LxTqmYA1AbgU/s320/DSCN1632.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646413052690223026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>So we are on our way, the Kinder way, to a whole new world of PTA meetings (I'm a card holding member..), volunteer work, homework, new friends, class pets, math problems and recess fights. I love it.. we are all happy here.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEaVcwUez4g8HNKgPxUbeS6Zn-Xa99zU1aJlm5lUjG1xg3Lxhi47mE6XAwalcSmGNbXgcQ_VsW-WeuJgj7zjFaGgFOGuD2iC-y1gPmy4WUkPJxQBQyMwW1mBtNsMsox5g40K6kdRMovE/s1600/DSCN1629.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEaVcwUez4g8HNKgPxUbeS6Zn-Xa99zU1aJlm5lUjG1xg3Lxhi47mE6XAwalcSmGNbXgcQ_VsW-WeuJgj7zjFaGgFOGuD2iC-y1gPmy4WUkPJxQBQyMwW1mBtNsMsox5g40K6kdRMovE/s320/DSCN1629.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646413049593111890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /></a></div></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-17649166329735431832011-08-15T16:10:00.008-06:002011-08-15T22:50:33.195-06:00"Surreal" barely cuts it...<div>Today I took Jack to visit Sunrise Elementary, where <i>I</i> went to Kindergartern. (And all the other grades..) I knew that the school would be open, being that teachers are preparing their classrooms and things are getting in order. </div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDrzP9YEvRgs-OsvwlIW2__S09Vfz7tjW-8p-qTn_Xjgv_1q6hCbdVKwr1ja79b6392yNGa9jJ_PhGhHD7igoW7U4b9BDYVcyrphS1rWmuj03mGrrmp4ftNpGR0LiOOwC0U7_oy7Wi10/s1600/IMG_0984.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDrzP9YEvRgs-OsvwlIW2__S09Vfz7tjW-8p-qTn_Xjgv_1q6hCbdVKwr1ja79b6392yNGa9jJ_PhGhHD7igoW7U4b9BDYVcyrphS1rWmuj03mGrrmp4ftNpGR0LiOOwC0U7_oy7Wi10/s400/IMG_0984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211625873294594" /></a><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsDrzP9YEvRgs-OsvwlIW2__S09Vfz7tjW-8p-qTn_Xjgv_1q6hCbdVKwr1ja79b6392yNGa9jJ_PhGhHD7igoW7U4b9BDYVcyrphS1rWmuj03mGrrmp4ftNpGR0LiOOwC0U7_oy7Wi10/s1600/IMG_0984.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>The school was remodeled the year I left, in fact we spent our last few months of 6th grade at Eastmont Middle School because Sunrise was under so much construction, and we were on year-round, so the Middle School students were off for summer break. The inside of Sunrise was virtually unrecognizable. When I had left, all the classrooms were open; if you turn around in your desk, you'd see the OTHER classes in your grade, and all their backs. It proved too distracting (obviously) so the classrooms went under remodel to enclose each classroom for more privacy. But that created a MAZE of hallways. I had no idea where I was till I ran into the "Kiva" (shown below). It was where you'd meet for unique presentations or speakers, and we'd all sit on the levels to create stadium seating. More intimate that the assemblies in the combined lunchroom/gymnasium.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7sU53rG_CjjEW-v2-kVTGFbFK-Rj3e3auiKdoXODmsqPZFN8Q1HWF9jBmq9f0aJbaPBGiOSgXjbDwN6kqRmaaZjJMXglk0jDUGoumJ8RD14FBaTrNcBLdBzX0mp7PgHYCxmCU9zCnZaI/s1600/IMG_0985.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7sU53rG_CjjEW-v2-kVTGFbFK-Rj3e3auiKdoXODmsqPZFN8Q1HWF9jBmq9f0aJbaPBGiOSgXjbDwN6kqRmaaZjJMXglk0jDUGoumJ8RD14FBaTrNcBLdBzX0mp7PgHYCxmCU9zCnZaI/s400/IMG_0985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211621909912162" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7sU53rG_CjjEW-v2-kVTGFbFK-Rj3e3auiKdoXODmsqPZFN8Q1HWF9jBmq9f0aJbaPBGiOSgXjbDwN6kqRmaaZjJMXglk0jDUGoumJ8RD14FBaTrNcBLdBzX0mp7PgHYCxmCU9zCnZaI/s1600/IMG_0985.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>The GYM and Lunchroom haven't changed- the lights were off or I would have taken pictures. But they brought back <i>LOTS</i> of memories: Assemblies, 5th Grade Sales Parade (I sold little candy trains made out of Lifesavers and Red Licorice Rope), the Maturation program.... good times. We finally found are way over to the Kindergarten room. I showed Jack the classroom I was in and he sat down at a desk and said "It's just my size!!" That was when I TRULY realized just how long ago it was that I was there.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5VoAYbK9fVp5jePvYduM6bMSuqqy6mMtofnEMILvXK-Wu7R6ONUHZYaVWRh5d5d4pMJ0zYSO6Gw04v5Xo-yJnbPpBTWG1xXwpbPSs1NjY5LLmAJTUfCjY-J1WdeHEvauY08pdEbqOLAA/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5VoAYbK9fVp5jePvYduM6bMSuqqy6mMtofnEMILvXK-Wu7R6ONUHZYaVWRh5d5d4pMJ0zYSO6Gw04v5Xo-yJnbPpBTWG1xXwpbPSs1NjY5LLmAJTUfCjY-J1WdeHEvauY08pdEbqOLAA/s400/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211503900871938" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5VoAYbK9fVp5jePvYduM6bMSuqqy6mMtofnEMILvXK-Wu7R6ONUHZYaVWRh5d5d4pMJ0zYSO6Gw04v5Xo-yJnbPpBTWG1xXwpbPSs1NjY5LLmAJTUfCjY-J1WdeHEvauY08pdEbqOLAA/s1600/IMG_0986.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>The classrooms were all prepared, with tote-trays on top of each desk filled with supplies. I stole a pencil, because you can't tell, but they are JUMBO pencils, the diameter of those things are as wide as my forefinger. So I took one. Don't tell.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjts3CyfUpwOQxWLNvqLLuUazVgk2vOH09xfcXNpPZSWk6U2m3yW0gspkYCLOgwRNG61prrRXLJYC64zDQ8TRlUOlXcWe2zpZyWcfqylUPhNYjDb-rQOLzAQD0EcacOoEHZ-IQ3U-JY9o/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjts3CyfUpwOQxWLNvqLLuUazVgk2vOH09xfcXNpPZSWk6U2m3yW0gspkYCLOgwRNG61prrRXLJYC64zDQ8TRlUOlXcWe2zpZyWcfqylUPhNYjDb-rQOLzAQD0EcacOoEHZ-IQ3U-JY9o/s400/IMG_0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211498637393250" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjts3CyfUpwOQxWLNvqLLuUazVgk2vOH09xfcXNpPZSWk6U2m3yW0gspkYCLOgwRNG61prrRXLJYC64zDQ8TRlUOlXcWe2zpZyWcfqylUPhNYjDb-rQOLzAQD0EcacOoEHZ-IQ3U-JY9o/s1600/IMG_0987.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>This was the 4th grade bathroom. I remember raising my hand to go to the bathroom, doing my business, then stand looking at that mirror, wondering just how long I could stay in there while time passes- until someone came to get me. It was a great way to move the day along. Those toilets are tiny.
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHFLi1xqKYv2UtaezKh6F_MpJLdW1Ni2fkbk8O6qxMymaayDBky58IZ_8F3RsTSBZC1lnmmBJqFo5vBoRkpelZikkpmy_TCL9_AClFtayz7cSmCIL_e_12oA1vypWa3yu-pAtxGvR8kE/s1600/IMG_0988.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHFLi1xqKYv2UtaezKh6F_MpJLdW1Ni2fkbk8O6qxMymaayDBky58IZ_8F3RsTSBZC1lnmmBJqFo5vBoRkpelZikkpmy_TCL9_AClFtayz7cSmCIL_e_12oA1vypWa3yu-pAtxGvR8kE/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211494033180802" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirHFLi1xqKYv2UtaezKh6F_MpJLdW1Ni2fkbk8O6qxMymaayDBky58IZ_8F3RsTSBZC1lnmmBJqFo5vBoRkpelZikkpmy_TCL9_AClFtayz7cSmCIL_e_12oA1vypWa3yu-pAtxGvR8kE/s1600/IMG_0988.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Outside the back of Sunrise was the "good" playground. Which doesn't say much compared to what it is NOW. It is wicked awesome. Jack declared it his favorite playground in Utah, and we have decided it is where we will go to play. There are rock climbing things, lots of slides, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MBXU753YW4c">spinny things </a>that make you a go a million miles an hour... and a zip line. So, that part has GREATLY improved...
<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhild-3ZRMiYAuYz9OtmdAd8EnsfOeRkTgp4M39QfySamEkJ96I8lxuPpxF1Fg_Rd6IcTRnIGgvcqp1rGoJLgevWC1rhAhZ95_W1-XLukxC7awGthZ0CGrsMLglX4xTaQS3J7jTskJ9BkU/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhild-3ZRMiYAuYz9OtmdAd8EnsfOeRkTgp4M39QfySamEkJ96I8lxuPpxF1Fg_Rd6IcTRnIGgvcqp1rGoJLgevWC1rhAhZ95_W1-XLukxC7awGthZ0CGrsMLglX4xTaQS3J7jTskJ9BkU/s400/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641211497620575554" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhild-3ZRMiYAuYz9OtmdAd8EnsfOeRkTgp4M39QfySamEkJ96I8lxuPpxF1Fg_Rd6IcTRnIGgvcqp1rGoJLgevWC1rhAhZ95_W1-XLukxC7awGthZ0CGrsMLglX4xTaQS3J7jTskJ9BkU/s1600/IMG_0989.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>We stayed an played for awhile. A little girl that was going into 4th grade was playing there also, telling me the things she usually plays at recess. I spent a good month or so playing with a fire hydrant. Ah, how times have changed. I explained to her that I went to Sunrise 25 years ago, to which she replied "was this building even HERE that long ago??"</div><div>
<br /></div><div>Yes, little girl. Yes it was.
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<br /></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-64250542721728854462011-08-02T12:21:00.013-06:002011-08-04T12:02:52.923-06:00The Wish that Keeps On Giving (Photo Alert..)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuQHTqXHd94X4n1-29VkOLeqKI3WI7ssBKyDN62Xgq7ym0hhYGB_d9wcSyHigPeUYm4IDumY2K_2VncTIEpLdnlmwOuY6zzEwncGnUwv3zp8ODVqHK3GYztB9hamXFUOZpRTh7WUDpEal/s1600/UP28.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxuQHTqXHd94X4n1-29VkOLeqKI3WI7ssBKyDN62Xgq7ym0hhYGB_d9wcSyHigPeUYm4IDumY2K_2VncTIEpLdnlmwOuY6zzEwncGnUwv3zp8ODVqHK3GYztB9hamXFUOZpRTh7WUDpEal/s320/UP28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636333701744099730" /></a><br />Last month Make A Wish asked if they could give <a href="http://bangerterhomes.com/">Bangerter Homes</a> permission to use Jack's wish as inspiration for one of the bedrooms in their <a href="http://hookedonhouses.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Pixars-Up-house-with-picket-fence.jpg">"UP"</a> house they built for the <a href="https://www.saltlakeparade.com/">Parade of Homes</a>. We will do <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ANYTHING</span></i> MAW asks because we are so grateful to them and want to help them in any way we can. So we met with Adam Bangerter and he and Jack had a nice chat. Jack showed him his video montage from his wish trip and Adam told Jack that they'd like to do a "Toy Story" theme and make the room like <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZz388XZEeec87PcWBmh39cQJXTHtA3-nFn6xjBEfS6Am6PPLYeF2I3FKASVT5uMZHnxxkWhHgZoi5vYAVrUsYqTfeo57at6Gvwq7WtPwhC6G7n7lu0zsgpTj-QUiio8PUkgIuSvIgFMS6/s1600/Andys-Room.jpg">"Andy's Room."</a> Jack spent most of his trip on the <a href="http://ocresort.ocregister.com/files/2009/05/toy-story-mania-2.jpg">Toy Story Mania Ride</a>, so he was down.<div><br /></div><div>We got to preview the room at the "room reveal" last week. (Video, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNiUGm_CXWY&feature=share">here</a>.) The House is incredible to look at, from the outside it's as realistic as it gets. Then they added such great details like the chairs, the walker with the tennis balls, the Paradise Falls mural and jar of money. The kitchen was DARLING with tiffany-blue appliances and there were great pictures of Ellie and Carl lining the walls. </div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6yo1yV80EINmrosQ_YVgd1WE1G-IALFDVrkJ6Qam-l9NFT_bNze4OPe0iVmw1M8Z65IecOR3dGK0VUvfeSUNcl8HKWpayH-VHlhOBAuHOZw7_GdU3MSh5YY3tGqR50kWDDY9Ddg8XC0D/s1600/UP25.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6yo1yV80EINmrosQ_YVgd1WE1G-IALFDVrkJ6Qam-l9NFT_bNze4OPe0iVmw1M8Z65IecOR3dGK0VUvfeSUNcl8HKWpayH-VHlhOBAuHOZw7_GdU3MSh5YY3tGqR50kWDDY9Ddg8XC0D/s320/UP25.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636333715740841058" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiF1xd3IpRCI5JhdR9qBVuULlfFm8Aa05UIfvWzFEiRwxf0-qCx2y41oObvTj6WIi5wVpYFOAYOXzrWa_BEH66Z_3ZrXubP1nBOZShrGTW3EJw0UsjvrPFnZpPGGMBGmZFgITx1wu8gWHG/s1600/UP19.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiF1xd3IpRCI5JhdR9qBVuULlfFm8Aa05UIfvWzFEiRwxf0-qCx2y41oObvTj6WIi5wVpYFOAYOXzrWa_BEH66Z_3ZrXubP1nBOZShrGTW3EJw0UsjvrPFnZpPGGMBGmZFgITx1wu8gWHG/s320/UP19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636342114693696418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXAoR5qdzQxEJoficKjRr5iralYsS3P_Hedxe2PfPlC-Ge-LxHBOxGBbSono2wffm1dbS_6p1m7oNRVoUAiORQTZHmUa8d5pFrV1ILlcRgcHtRs3GurQM2dW2s7hPn0JAsGTs5OzXOBue/s1600/UP18.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXXAoR5qdzQxEJoficKjRr5iralYsS3P_Hedxe2PfPlC-Ge-LxHBOxGBbSono2wffm1dbS_6p1m7oNRVoUAiORQTZHmUa8d5pFrV1ILlcRgcHtRs3GurQM2dW2s7hPn0JAsGTs5OzXOBue/s320/UP18.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636342119563153586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC6yo1yV80EINmrosQ_YVgd1WE1G-IALFDVrkJ6Qam-l9NFT_bNze4OPe0iVmw1M8Z65IecOR3dGK0VUvfeSUNcl8HKWpayH-VHlhOBAuHOZw7_GdU3MSh5YY3tGqR50kWDDY9Ddg8XC0D/s1600/UP25.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwpeB5I9DSwLpGskp51EZ-YzDRbT97DDXFRpfN50etIEuO77br7zghyphenhyphen5P3WOS9yQJjjc1AaWmPo4kkEMnPTfo5ilZGK1JJBuycVkHtXwMylfmFFfmClZE6rE-_QCSpeR3Ofxc_9GcpVpst/s320/UP21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636333716770986658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrrnDz4IzQDqjd8RfT6pwudf7r22k57l3YTgk6_0mTKdhnCKZzaz8NEgedyboyVxk8OtGAmRHlcPSZ33xFJsp8Cf8tYrzjNFOHYsAS7nzXuStdW23SYnZRWzzFzkMrGgz4ViH1copF2dp4/s1600/UP26.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrrnDz4IzQDqjd8RfT6pwudf7r22k57l3YTgk6_0mTKdhnCKZzaz8NEgedyboyVxk8OtGAmRHlcPSZ33xFJsp8Cf8tYrzjNFOHYsAS7nzXuStdW23SYnZRWzzFzkMrGgz4ViH1copF2dp4/s320/UP26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636333710339447826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QQhyphenhypheng96PX-Liq_PrRTLoURjCPHSgtAMPoiH-iw-dCxDPwNaID9P-cd_o5XvW98NkhXATlXhLpEEZGAccNqeH6oTBPFzatJjdmCjz-2rs0x9qHRXUTX5c8rc2iY8Ts6ksmsEmB8GgZmSD/s1600/UP27.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8QQhyphenhypheng96PX-Liq_PrRTLoURjCPHSgtAMPoiH-iw-dCxDPwNaID9P-cd_o5XvW98NkhXATlXhLpEEZGAccNqeH6oTBPFzatJjdmCjz-2rs0x9qHRXUTX5c8rc2iY8Ts6ksmsEmB8GgZmSD/s320/UP27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636333706883237938" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_5zTyLp53-sn_X4OlyNl9dJZTeFjflMTOO3lg00MRp9HOiO6Z_de3tr2fMJcKKyIPNgXA1jbGBK5sGCd8i88tldUK1sTYxbRLu_zPXJHTQDA3nHEDDaWOffVRwd3MGz58zSLUVZkgn_cR/s1600/UP20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_5zTyLp53-sn_X4OlyNl9dJZTeFjflMTOO3lg00MRp9HOiO6Z_de3tr2fMJcKKyIPNgXA1jbGBK5sGCd8i88tldUK1sTYxbRLu_zPXJHTQDA3nHEDDaWOffVRwd3MGz58zSLUVZkgn_cR/s320/UP20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636342110606218210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Jack's room was super cute, the signature clouds on the sky blue wall, the chest full of all this his favorite friends from Toy Story. The race track running off the desk, and the army guys parachuting from the ceiling. Jack saw his name up on the wall and the pictures of our family on his trip around the room- he knew it was special. BUT- it has taken (and is still taking) some convincing that it isn't HIS room.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSrvWjL193YH2CeOfZgiflo8CZOE_gFG2U3AwCiBbrEW5dETyKYaHYEGJcc6kMCQl2z4A1nR338LhizodWiMBd_LEVWF_MDldm3W3bJh35BuPWxm_V_LUlxwe6hkn6dzlYd6mcUmK7rtJp/s1600/UP1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSrvWjL193YH2CeOfZgiflo8CZOE_gFG2U3AwCiBbrEW5dETyKYaHYEGJcc6kMCQl2z4A1nR338LhizodWiMBd_LEVWF_MDldm3W3bJh35BuPWxm_V_LUlxwe6hkn6dzlYd6mcUmK7rtJp/s320/UP1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636346660155519010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3mxhw8ahaXaVSuiwyWRRWFEfxNrf6b9mHuELw8_t-B6SttKJMBdALLuDtuQ4bKwI6NRmaMKd428bd-09OelFDWHazAUqZ8u5czcqLiKNWe7SFyitVIVvT85TPrkMLWJZCZQ2XGhVbvqT/s1600/UP2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK3mxhw8ahaXaVSuiwyWRRWFEfxNrf6b9mHuELw8_t-B6SttKJMBdALLuDtuQ4bKwI6NRmaMKd428bd-09OelFDWHazAUqZ8u5czcqLiKNWe7SFyitVIVvT85TPrkMLWJZCZQ2XGhVbvqT/s320/UP2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636345428510868002" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><br /><div>Part of the proceeds from the Parade of Homes tickets will go to <a href="http://utah.wish.org/">Make A Wish</a>, and I encourage everyone to go, not only because it helps Make A Wish, but because there are a LOT of fun homes to see. Not to mention the UP house. We are so glad to be a part of something and to have Jack give back... Make A Wish is a very important part of our lives and though Jack is doing well, unlike many, MANY MAW kids, it always reminds us of how lucky we are he is still here, and what a miracle he is.</div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzs9s8zgLn2A0Rf_wpB94QWWtExox8IbJ1Jhqj3iQ-s1oBc5bpiQPBhrtmCIFevuBzfqMoNsHNUkhiA-7RpQNyGEGp_d917ZmgK-8MlXn6UsLQjX8gsZAV3BKXUHxxem_aoLvqb9EGQrK/s1600/IMG_7204.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdzs9s8zgLn2A0Rf_wpB94QWWtExox8IbJ1Jhqj3iQ-s1oBc5bpiQPBhrtmCIFevuBzfqMoNsHNUkhiA-7RpQNyGEGp_d917ZmgK-8MlXn6UsLQjX8gsZAV3BKXUHxxem_aoLvqb9EGQrK/s320/IMG_7204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636348091690266466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-9791053386652190042011-07-29T08:07:00.022-06:002011-07-29T16:57:45.412-06:00A Place Where Everyone Knows Your Name<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAB3vN7El2TmTCFOxG5X-duTEUX4Sf7N9YBGt2ubEv5cOiykTA3WNFV90_9uzbJ8DV1cHvGQ2kcj5Ta2RxjPfvyXjjQxDt2AaFvUwkUxkWs3eKV1yL3GkNptkRjZui-sBEMMvlIqENKzF/s1600/DSCN1509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The list of things I love unconditionally has grown exponentially since I was young, and it was a long list even then.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jelly Belly's</span></i></div></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Recess</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">San Diego</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sleepovers</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Shasta</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Being a "grown-up" my list has gotten much deeper and more meaningful. Things that last longer and things I've worked for.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Josh</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Jack</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My Bed</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Traveling</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Garbage Disposals</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Every single person in my family</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Chocolate</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(yes, this is a grown-up one. I may develop acid reflux and I realize my days with chocolate may be numbered.)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmSDJSBDd69NLdHz5c3Bn0wYeDsMR9wlVbRL75M2uh7EMOnZ-NQwC7TthcJDLFO5ATewfRBV2prJVjllIOMK7vA5JkbCLObGGF0CtdeRP8xf0vGao9m0rskiBZTuPkhgYxRi1sNDnRm66f/s320/DSCF0090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634787428738818034" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">But one thing that has stayed on both lists and has almost become a source of life, happiness and energy- is Hiking. Since I was young, I've remembered acknowledging how PRESENT I am when I hike. My mind seems so clear and thoughts are real, meaningful and significant. There's something about the fresh air and the complete rawness of nature that frees you.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">In high school and college I typically hiked alone. Without hesitation I would start up trails such as </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cecret_Lake"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Cecret Lake</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, </span><a href="http://climb-utah.com/WM/whitepine.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">White Pine</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, </span><a href="http://climb-utah.com/WM/devilscastle.htm"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Devil's Castle</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> and trails I don't even know the names of, or if they even were named. I preferred hiking alone. That way I was always able to notice that moment of clarity and peace, without distraction. Being present. </span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03CqxFP-IZy-kXlDJ3aFNFMjg6Rdcika2Pmv4ZEV7KbFFJ3C1OWINt9vNJY_dSQuzsBLQ3qBZvzdDfREwBtyLE_4xaknHkqX0gKlL2J8hm9D5nMv9fXERoprjfYwY2LO3bgChExQAsGCY/s200/DSCF0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634787596694544882" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> I only had one hike where I realized I shouldn't be alone-</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">or I should have least specified to someone </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(anyone)</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> where I was. It was June, and the snow hadn't melted off yet. When I reached the higher elevations a storm set in that brought dense fog. I couldn't tell what direction I was going or see the trail well due to thes snow. The fog brought rain and I started falling waist deep into spots of the snow- completely oblivious of what was below me. I turned and ran any way that was "down" and reached the bottom safely.. but pretty shaken. Didn't stop me though. I went back to finish it, later.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8hYetUNUB3ZKDtk4Xr1vPcB7V87_3rOm4gGERbASep9PoykEixobtHdpLz4fFB7QLJxPUK7uR7ft22JjTLhPW6yfj1oLmZwFdkhprorOM2TL8gPBMAu0qIPm5Q6vTPeIIw9aKAAhJXmwm/s200/IMG_2798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634788841172368306" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Since marriage and childbirth- my free time has obviously been occupied to fill the needs of others. We'd get out there now and then, but it was nothing like it used to be; the limitless time factor, the freedom. And now we had a child that we had to watch with every foot of elevation we stacked on him, as the air got thinner and thinner. I hope we can make it a hobby and part of our lifestyle as a family.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeraHWQjmI_zsHx0e9CJ6ts-rzQ9DdITBD7ryQOzONj3_s2WXrLU6yNa9nGHkfHK0Q92C92Lc5QCZwmcPol-ppEL4cUSyGneZtS6JVg36rbTIgzZxVW3VaSQFP2pefeKJ6MfxhY-vOiVq/s1600/DSCN1488.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeraHWQjmI_zsHx0e9CJ6ts-rzQ9DdITBD7ryQOzONj3_s2WXrLU6yNa9nGHkfHK0Q92C92Lc5QCZwmcPol-ppEL4cUSyGneZtS6JVg36rbTIgzZxVW3VaSQFP2pefeKJ6MfxhY-vOiVq/s200/DSCN1488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634788000063064850" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">But yesterday- I got to hike with someone that shared the same passion for it as I have, and someone I haven't hiked with in YEARS. My friend Stefanie came into town and we arranged to meet together with our friend Alli and do a great hike. MY favorite hike in Utah is </span><a href="http://www.utahoutdooractivities.com/sunsetpeak.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Sunset Peak</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.<br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It is the perfect combination of difficulty, beauty, horizons and length to make for a great day-hike. We immediately felt the exhilaration when we stepped out of the car into Albion Basin. The temperature was cool and everything was </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">SO GREEN</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> due to all the rain so late this year. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8CDScWEvDck8wUvdNg0YmOgyM9fxCeuF1at3uHattULaVGRHQvjnnXAjth0UgEoTDJ72pHzQ4L9NGu4J2qm9eBifEvMPKgjAtimftN_nu7ZalZIJGXJmGR0HGAvgvG6CkAuMiIbhHNyJj/s200/DSCN1498.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634789125075303506" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Without too much effort, us 30-year olds marched up the trail to the peak and summited 10,468ft in the sky. The view up there is amazing, I call it the "four corners" because you can see Brighton, Heber, Timpanogos, and Snowbird all standing from one spot.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQAB3vN7El2TmTCFOxG5X-duTEUX4Sf7N9YBGt2ubEv5cOiykTA3WNFV90_9uzbJ8DV1cHvGQ2kcj5Ta2RxjPfvyXjjQxDt2AaFvUwkUxkWs3eKV1yL3GkNptkRjZui-sBEMMvlIqENKzF/s200/DSCN1509.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634794241870671138" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">On the way down we ran into a few older hikers with their Trekkie's and they stopped to let us pass. They asked how old we were and we all said "THIRTY!" as if we were so old and proud to have made it to the top. They pointed to the m</span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGS307WjM1EMDtq-XGfuTffsgFENS0fXtm0pBiAesyW67BsMSnOekyD7K30RDtPs4tTZM3zHt_leXtuKxP5mm1mMDsf8O6KkOYTl1Ea1z8WbgImALGhh397BrU7DuGAvroZWpJbeNRrJLZ/s200/DSCN1523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634790369075573170" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">an and told us he was 89, then told us that they came up the long way,from Mt. Supreme. Humility and admiration spilled over all three of us and we envied these cute people that were up here enjoying nature and comradery, which they have probably have been enjoying for decades. I can't wait to be like that.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The feeling I get when I hike is ALWAYS there, it is there every single time I go back. It's like returning to a place where I am welcome and loved, and the feeling is mutual. Thank you Stef and Alli for making it such a GREAT day, and I hope we can all take advantage of what is so easily accessible to us.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpCGkvRaLzcM-oWYs2eLAIuMn-1w-7Ug2oe62az3A6tzrgcDfuEdIgUQ6JVQpcCxI6L7st-Jtl4VftaYzHOTc0dK6PA6dK4GO5_Aw8u2O991NAWJ_2MYe4nLu0-z1dIt1FKYrVXgW7Fv8V/s1600/DSCN1517.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpCGkvRaLzcM-oWYs2eLAIuMn-1w-7Ug2oe62az3A6tzrgcDfuEdIgUQ6JVQpcCxI6L7st-Jtl4VftaYzHOTc0dK6PA6dK4GO5_Aw8u2O991NAWJ_2MYe4nLu0-z1dIt1FKYrVXgW7Fv8V/s320/DSCN1517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634793351031820882" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><i>(more pictures of Sunset Peak, </i></span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26619250@N08/sets/72157627308486866/"><i>HERE</i></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#336666;"><i>.)</i></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-68251917643262763512011-07-19T11:02:00.018-06:002011-07-19T12:12:34.328-06:00Bear Lake<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3uGnEkRsRpRU4SRkcZMIV9HlkhQKk5cv5jxXaVZyAZb3hoq_GNDB2PRJTqh3cvvaOmol0pkPCvnpvZLNzQ2sabVsE9i4JdqszF9Lu949aafyhQRmVgzktFfj0KAyaXWYgBBAbjA1Z3dqF/s1600/minnetonka.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iGcWrQ4DkbQe4rBUMC0sEKH4HQwS2dk88AFVMbV7tJBcRYfsg314MAcBRXA5G-NXH6wjQBoEwfdSY8z7NVEA_WnER_0twWWPrf3n5O6FtMoszj4rz673PVpVPgQ2diQyZh5DqzhPHr2U/s1600/eDSCN1420.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9iGcWrQ4DkbQe4rBUMC0sEKH4HQwS2dk88AFVMbV7tJBcRYfsg314MAcBRXA5G-NXH6wjQBoEwfdSY8z7NVEA_WnER_0twWWPrf3n5O6FtMoszj4rz673PVpVPgQ2diQyZh5DqzhPHr2U/s320/eDSCN1420.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631110389659093490" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">The Trent's first Bear Lake trip was this past weekend. It couldn't have been better. We stayed at the KOA campground with Jen and Teagan. KOA's are GREAT. I've never stayed on an "organized" campground before, and the balance between sleeping in a tent enclosed by a fence, and between roughing it outside with a bathroom complete with flushing toilet and warm shower- made me completely comfortable. I love them. However, next time I wouldn't mind pitching the tent in a forest without the loud neighbors...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQsvGWsdDdg3ZZk_jo9TzNok6tAriJ3iZoiXYbx41BNanA4f6z0xN5woywbkLI9bAzNYZjQdV9Pd5DZrGGq4IX1elpbA31wYc1W_5NTE4yZyFcNX9H85laTjUw74eJCySKW_B2PYACAq1p/s320/eDSCN1353.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631111328005341698" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">We spent our time with the super-fun Lamoreaux Family. We had dinner the first night there with many of them at Cafe Sabor. I'll spare the Cafe Sabor any embarrassment and just say they had an 'off night.' But we had some fun conversations and ate some reasonably good mexican food. Just be sure to never ask for a vegetarian mean and expect that they didn't just pull the chicken out of the already pre-made pasta.... Or expect there to be napkins and silverware for you. Or menus. But a nice night for friends and family to have a god time.</span></div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzkeAjShRBaOGNnG6QZun0L1WNDrC3SM0HHDubaTIhEcM1N268gjAVC1PSt3aQ_wsqetxKkvmNDreyiUsa-UJLOFVWfU18zPEz_LPSSP-sIAKjg0H7oIJ2YqpOCQjWpk6sSY02eUKn38dS/s320/eIMG_6808.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631119685736310642" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">The beaches at Bear Lake are great. The water is nice and cool and the kids can reach for a great length of the shoreline. Jack and Teagan had fun playing in the sand and water. Jack could sit on a beach from sun up to sun down, if we let him.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmciP4yRr0c0W1q1r4aUKHHjoQRWB2r79CXhZk0Py2jUluRv80Hjs4MjgGJL6NCurHKjRLLdDmB-3QixhjWIFqFa311G6wNK4UW-6akazJteBDxJoqEjMzF93PxrhqYWHogh8a2csOWSnV/s1600/eIMG_6815.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmciP4yRr0c0W1q1r4aUKHHjoQRWB2r79CXhZk0Py2jUluRv80Hjs4MjgGJL6NCurHKjRLLdDmB-3QixhjWIFqFa311G6wNK4UW-6akazJteBDxJoqEjMzF93PxrhqYWHogh8a2csOWSnV/s320/eIMG_6815.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631120001425718914" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Every one came to hang out at the beach and it was a BEAUTIFUL day, perfect for chilling at the beach and boating. Jen's Uncle Bob was the best host on the lake, he had a great boat, and this awesome raft that Jack, Teagan (and Josh) played around with at the beach while the others were out on the lake.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">It's pretty awesome that Jen and I have been friends for 28 years and still get along swimmingly....</span></div><div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaEwWmZli66jjbohPqQA4S731sKzPsX2X633FSsDjDoP95TpfVC80qF3HxyTeCaVOAd84b0m7XiPoImbrCD5z5_V6CSeQ1Ao0PdSiZEROrTag_hOlSc_D2prBWq7yCbUIX-lLOIaSycMGX/s320/eIMG_6796.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631119680882289602" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_e3zAszdst-f7pQGWcz60jqBl0CPUVYtkqRse2abxbqYfhAfcx63H0h0kYTr6m1inLRfHpIqHIq2MJpFihIN2TxVEOHc0JfykB9JJaecFaaJYh4IvP8o4bJFj3v0BR1A5pDuqcKSUCMQr/s1600/eIMG_6814.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_e3zAszdst-f7pQGWcz60jqBl0CPUVYtkqRse2abxbqYfhAfcx63H0h0kYTr6m1inLRfHpIqHIq2MJpFihIN2TxVEOHc0JfykB9JJaecFaaJYh4IvP8o4bJFj3v0BR1A5pDuqcKSUCMQr/s320/eIMG_6814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631121227774537074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:small;"><i>(I chose wisely when I picked my husband..)</i></span></div><div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div><div></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBnH9vxAwp_Sf9Y6nTzaIyDXjzWNweHbrAbOWYcZTdZ_MGiwCEgc4MpGOujpNnIDvNWn1c9lbGy1Qkx9nZko2xEFJgsH_XBA1nPTNOipA_y8Ik7AZLeyi_v0iy2SkS9hLkGztsBfYkzJua/s320/eDSCN1354.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631112588068056178" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">This wa</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">s Jack's </span></span></span></span>first </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"> time boating! He was nervous about it, but I reassured him that because I know him best, I knew he'd like it. And I was of course right. But it took just a short w</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">hile for him to shake his nerves off, he had a few funny faces on and I took a lot of pictures of him just because every time I looked at him he had a new expression, and they were so raw it was like seeing exactly how he was feeling spelled out on his face. Cute thing.</span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7PqGq82W5D1d37BQy7vIeYBYPmCHXBPAOyc2qH4ebI73uAdHoXR18Sb5RURyBcbND1WHJMPgrGH2H5BQehDADyNSkX8lOqvFpQ_dw5MIr03tgZ9_2mayiKzPYW9_fowOkMePMJlY0Ex9/s320/eDSCN1355.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631112696441549890" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">He loved riding on the boat, and he was fine with going fast as long as one of us was sitting with him. He'd often come crawl on my lap and wrap my arms around his little life vest. It's so strange because sometimes Jack is so fearless and brave, and at times where I expect him to be just fine he suddenly has this vulnerability and gets so shy. It's very unlike him. But once you get him out there and going he perks up.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGqurG4TtrgkrCJR8tZsVRAJLl9zUDEmFMVTN_kbXNSlTaf992Kwi3ApkW_RiwhB6goUwM0q7Ixoa8W4J9sTmjAPYxFhM6joezGWTdxwX_hnjFu5ksig-xdlHr80oqMq9ruRoG0iKGLRA/s1600/eDSCN1358.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGqurG4TtrgkrCJR8tZsVRAJLl9zUDEmFMVTN_kbXNSlTaf992Kwi3ApkW_RiwhB6goUwM0q7Ixoa8W4J9sTmjAPYxFhM6joezGWTdxwX_hnjFu5ksig-xdlHr80oqMq9ruRoG0iKGLRA/s320/eDSCN1358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631112594927333906" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">The best was when we started wake boarding and Jen got up immediately and was perfectly gliding behind the boat. Jack was SO impressed with Josh's skills, he was cheering him on telling him how well he was doing and how AWESOME he was. When I went out (I haven't tried to wake board for ten years, and didn't even succeed those ten years ago...) I finally got up after 5 or 6 tries and Jack watched me crash every time. I was fine, the crashes weren't TOO rough, but when I got back in Jack told me he didn't think I was cut out for this sport. </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1w3GxWnFC-OYSBRpgX61tJ1HVeTfC9ugf85iQ_neG4BViQ7Q7hx8gYF46UAeEUBDeGrNWk-uhSfgNa9IaZbFTxomgVNkXCrvyJO9ZxhbRF71g4nnN-mTBx-3Kq0L1dJ0690MHwRSQqw7Q/s320/eDSCN1365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631116361549233650" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">He wasn't beaming with pride like he was when Josh got back in the boat. Then Jen tried wake surfing, something I've never seen (thus making me feel REALLY old..) but it was quite awkward and tricky. Not to mention the water was getting choppy and making it more difficult. But Jen kept falling down and Jack turned to me and said "That looks like YOU, Mom!" Then of course, Josh tried it, got up instantly and then cruised around and made it seem like he was almost bored. He grew up surfing so Jen and I didn't let it get us too upset.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9plqxNlKMwwoCqntGqxWpmdCr-1mMJDinJtVAojturcvvMu6dDGfX30ey7oNKIIb3r-2dDCRcdXVNNo92DgOXy2LTmBV59k-tMU6yK6UXAuT3R1OCSDrFTTrDH-XO_AqmSr_U5CbVfLvf/s320/eDSCN1368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631117255312430866" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">I'm glad Josh had so much fun, this is stuff he should be doing more often. Jack too. The water in Bear Lake is usually pretty cold (so I'm told,) but this year it was so nice. Even Jack jumped in so he could see if he would 'really float' in his life vest. He didn't turn blue, which is a great indicator the water is a decent temperature. I'm really proud of myself for finally standing up on a wakeboard. I've had a fear of water sports, and after telling Jack that he couldn't say he didn't like boating until he tried it, Jack told me I could say I didn't like wake boarding until I tried it. He was right.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05P5MwQVcb4GyPxOipvfVuZgEESk0rxgDmIAXXRsZe3uiqkOCezAfXop38L1Z6bzwFGMtto4ZMxTeAIgNRGVomd6s4JJD4DYaKfUPsNOdvMZv0NpR9vZeDgiP56u7dTVeRUe7-WQNQMxV/s1600/eIMG_6849.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj05P5MwQVcb4GyPxOipvfVuZgEESk0rxgDmIAXXRsZe3uiqkOCezAfXop38L1Z6bzwFGMtto4ZMxTeAIgNRGVomd6s4JJD4DYaKfUPsNOdvMZv0NpR9vZeDgiP56u7dTVeRUe7-WQNQMxV/s320/eIMG_6849.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631118521059661330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXKGQ-j5_AuUefHqv2j8-5smmtJy-UdBqoY7bhHRW5EpfvmK0EBJLgv6rB57l7a2DmN7yoDcynz7wyV9VkHTKpdka9BhVZxwk79b4ZrPF7hlgfMgWwQrhmfUb3izrh1NAl2JZ4ej-FvJA/s1600/eIMG_6840.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXKGQ-j5_AuUefHqv2j8-5smmtJy-UdBqoY7bhHRW5EpfvmK0EBJLgv6rB57l7a2DmN7yoDcynz7wyV9VkHTKpdka9BhVZxwk79b4ZrPF7hlgfMgWwQrhmfUb3izrh1NAl2JZ4ej-FvJA/s320/eIMG_6840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631118515358088770" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Then came the part for tubing. This was another thing that I thought once Jack did it, he was gonna LOVE it. We got him onto the raft without any issue (I threw the "you can't say you don't like it till you try it" thing RIGHT BACK AT him.) But when Bob gave Jack the signals to "slow down" or "go faster" Jack took control on the raft and kept giving Bob a thumbs down. After about 1 minute Jack started yelling "We're done, Bob! We're Done!" It was pretty funny. Not to mention the expression on his face.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwP324GrCXnyBWDs1dPPDWjIBQiOomK3ecbALZZDQLLUVJtfSL_JWf32cACa1ds80MUQndEkEIWyhj8-gC7U6bgvO9L7QkZwNt_fv551oSXL2gIZ0wCJLPYLtY-Tk2PRtCtuxXqSDkVME7/s320/eIMG_6910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631123619374907490" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">On the last day, we went to Minnetonka Cave, a pretty sweet cave only about 20 minutes away that drops 60 degrees once you get inside. After being yanked around by a boat and crashing quite a few times, my muscles weren't too stoked about the 888 steps going up and down this cave, but I actually handled it quite well, not to mention Jack, who was probably low oxygen at that elevation. He did great and had a good time.</span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3uGnEkRsRpRU4SRkcZMIV9HlkhQKk5cv5jxXaVZyAZb3hoq_GNDB2PRJTqh3cvvaOmol0pkPCvnpvZLNzQ2sabVsE9i4JdqszF9Lu949aafyhQRmVgzktFfj0KAyaXWYgBBAbjA1Z3dqF/s320/minnetonka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631123942880864066" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px; " /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">Jen and Teagan had already done the cave before but let us in on the little secret that at the end of the cave (3000 ft in) they shut the lights off. It is definitely the darkest dark you have ever seen. With that cold temperature and extreme darkness... I could sleep like a baby in there. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">We had a great hike in and a great hike out, the tour guide sang some sweet chamber music in </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">the "ballroom" on the way out, then showed us a baby bat at the opening of the cave. All very interesting for parents and children alike.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw4-mgLfvLxpcSeDKxZ9diO61ZQxR3YkmLLmwNRCipzLKwpm41WHxcF837S9vAKMB27ozgMU2Z_GhMipX-rRnmhfXUxJHZ_jzww792LS33uVqA6YaYJZ1xwG-PgtZBlrfARGvhFM5KZV1t/s320/eIMG_6896.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631123623108922162" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">I only post this picture of Jack the look on his face is that of some rabid creature we could have run into in these woods. He was wired and tired all at the same time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">This is was such a fun trip and Bear Lake is such an awesome place (I had 3 raspberry shakes...) we will certainly be going back again... and we'll be dragging all of you with us :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><br /></span></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1570312501691928673.post-72238689187338096152011-07-07T09:28:00.008-06:002011-07-07T10:16:18.532-06:00Four Ways To Spend the Fourth<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">1. Camping</span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0MltL3UOwg6Zl4s56KZ3UMGCe7tUfHGZJTQv0PjT_fBGksPSjUDRH44MzzkzL0uQWDAeerllKcg63XGFOS4KNcV_kR2DLjDZMR4Ff-3zd1tIR8ijSeiK1nym1bYcGXWs9X6nkGT4ntnMM/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0MltL3UOwg6Zl4s56KZ3UMGCe7tUfHGZJTQv0PjT_fBGksPSjUDRH44MzzkzL0uQWDAeerllKcg63XGFOS4KNcV_kR2DLjDZMR4Ff-3zd1tIR8ijSeiK1nym1bYcGXWs9X6nkGT4ntnMM/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626633399044862946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>We chose to camp in my parent's backyard. It is the prime location for first-timer's like Jack in the case he gets scared or cold, grandma's nice, warm house it right there to remedy. Or- if mom develops some sort of gastrointestinal infection and needs to camp out by the toilet. But we had lots of fun doing summersaults, fireworks, and roasting s'mores over the open range..</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaOgquZTI7MMs9tj2L0ibfAhryeR7aO2npDJoYurWQoZ0JEI4sM8kFC51m65OztS8YmT_jtIM1rzdl3AbCDKCoTG5qOzdFymJJNpzfxaI_GBNcg4uDMxkct0hweHEsr1z5a0BUbWrOedE2/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaOgquZTI7MMs9tj2L0ibfAhryeR7aO2npDJoYurWQoZ0JEI4sM8kFC51m65OztS8YmT_jtIM1rzdl3AbCDKCoTG5qOzdFymJJNpzfxaI_GBNcg4uDMxkct0hweHEsr1z5a0BUbWrOedE2/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626633402330690370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 155px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs5YcdfYZJDkQYL8eM5O7RVsaVkd9lwFJviMx975rvYv57XzCq8KcxkI10DnkAWbJjezSJor_86myttf0YsY4wSd7tYut6DVG7GfMlW6l-0wwW4YNHd337JRANtUUia55uBRChYCO2h2UP/s1600/819-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs5YcdfYZJDkQYL8eM5O7RVsaVkd9lwFJviMx975rvYv57XzCq8KcxkI10DnkAWbJjezSJor_86myttf0YsY4wSd7tYut6DVG7GfMlW6l-0wwW4YNHd337JRANtUUia55uBRChYCO2h2UP/s400/819-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626633375803252770" style="cursor: pointer; width: 70px; height: 400px; " /></a> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">2. Shooting off Barely Legal Fireworks</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiw-QhW08tJEppnrvcH7UHbBGIneAYqNIQq8sTBi0651WfXTOr7oN2foAyepDXhyc5QwhH6KSvR66iWHKkBb31l0WNJw4gd3VC8ph2Wg8ghpl3dk51UvY4MXGx9oFCE6aIHKbKxVYD98TP/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiw-QhW08tJEppnrvcH7UHbBGIneAYqNIQq8sTBi0651WfXTOr7oN2foAyepDXhyc5QwhH6KSvR66iWHKkBb31l0WNJw4gd3VC8ph2Wg8ghpl3dk51UvY4MXGx9oFCE6aIHKbKxVYD98TP/s320/5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626634331231907250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div>Josh's sister's family was in town from Arizona. They love a good explosion- and Derek came prepared with fireworks such as the "Corrupt" and "The PowerHouse." We each had a turn hold ignited roman candles (including our wee children..), and got to watch a great show of all the fireworks across Midway and Heber in the rain.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6HNURUJlIZUHWcnGdsYntNr9vZbRLrLZXlxeK3Zy7aIvG1jX07djUsGzdYfWc1SJE7IunFMIZl6KRvNIWzA0d4NyijWcBZ_8QcepCj1nrc_aNJYmYuCPXOZM7x0prYqm2nOFt3hKkQP5/s1600/8.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl6HNURUJlIZUHWcnGdsYntNr9vZbRLrLZXlxeK3Zy7aIvG1jX07djUsGzdYfWc1SJE7IunFMIZl6KRvNIWzA0d4NyijWcBZ_8QcepCj1nrc_aNJYmYuCPXOZM7x0prYqm2nOFt3hKkQP5/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626644925818732002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Ep8nNk108AhkCYwl6lFiz6n5D1-CE6eg2dIYsxliSKogQtC_Nwp7aLvtdb448InTOQeH3FKY8L1_ol3IxioFMURDYc5pwhFBJZONdFmDPAqvASw1WkcROTDAAI4bvZRcjtciBeGnfR6h/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Ep8nNk108AhkCYwl6lFiz6n5D1-CE6eg2dIYsxliSKogQtC_Nwp7aLvtdb448InTOQeH3FKY8L1_ol3IxioFMURDYc5pwhFBJZONdFmDPAqvASw1WkcROTDAAI4bvZRcjtciBeGnfR6h/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626634711468357538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 103px; " /></a></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(only one fire was started, but it was immediately put out by a bucket of water and Tasha's foot.)</span></i></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzO6S5L7UFODNO7SrMtcMozz2Cds71temEQf_1Udotl3tYAmfIeCKsA3IK47W3wdM8jblR3oCNQGruq5OYqM-NSnaBUfH4c2k7s8IHXquEQ8VhhF4PzRpUwT6w8-r4TBtWLjv4pFE6J1r/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfzO6S5L7UFODNO7SrMtcMozz2Cds71temEQf_1Udotl3tYAmfIeCKsA3IK47W3wdM8jblR3oCNQGruq5OYqM-NSnaBUfH4c2k7s8IHXquEQ8VhhF4PzRpUwT6w8-r4TBtWLjv4pFE6J1r/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626634711966861826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 189px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">3. Fishing</span></div><div>Just outside of Charleston we found a great spot on the Provo River to try and fish. There were snakes and mosquito's and lots of sun. Right off the bat, Derek got a 14" cut throat. It was a beauty. The kids were thrilled (almost as much as Derek was..) and my nephew Soren did a great job cleaning it. I caught 3 mosquito bites.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakzIOxs94hooCXZtTJCtysknKCmvY_UDMVZWUfMPPQtjpym8cUAHVEGZ7FQvZk7Fes3gVTi_ZRy72FOjT8lCPJ8qq7hK2QtTrkDnFGOWPPme2i5lJmbMPKRDdXvozoP9GFBJhg26aQ0aH/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjakzIOxs94hooCXZtTJCtysknKCmvY_UDMVZWUfMPPQtjpym8cUAHVEGZ7FQvZk7Fes3gVTi_ZRy72FOjT8lCPJ8qq7hK2QtTrkDnFGOWPPme2i5lJmbMPKRDdXvozoP9GFBJhg26aQ0aH/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626635899896207266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">4. Watching the Storm</span></div><div>The day after the 4th, we had dinner in Park City and later went to a park when a huge storm rolled in. It brought a huge rainbow that stuck around for 45 minutes and only improved with time. When the rain subsided some people set off fireworks (mortar's..) just beneath the rainbow. It was a gorgeous night, and a perfect way to end the weekend.</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB4h3NOZDQAElyXs94y_TkT4d_RxEkfQIrrUqYWfDfCttHt4PkzRjefVV8LjABjlJZyRu4eVaVnhaPLolgxsGZENmkjHDKSphQEo5jv0XW2_AUS9zly7LW2hSnzzBvADHGe4fhyphenhyphen1kB3RfU/s1600/7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB4h3NOZDQAElyXs94y_TkT4d_RxEkfQIrrUqYWfDfCttHt4PkzRjefVV8LjABjlJZyRu4eVaVnhaPLolgxsGZENmkjHDKSphQEo5jv0XW2_AUS9zly7LW2hSnzzBvADHGe4fhyphenhyphen1kB3RfU/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626636710224168226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>Happy 4th of July, everyone.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Lisa Marie Trenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17908162137253786020noreply@blogger.com0