<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209</id><updated>2012-02-10T02:14:14.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shumway Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6880880096250058214</id><published>2012-02-06T18:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T19:15:25.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired!</title><content type='html'>We have been living here in South Jordan for about 6 weeks now and during that time we have had 4 bouts of sickness in our family. The first bout was right after Christmas. The whole family got a flu (despite flu shots for each of us!!!) and had about 4 days of heaving and running to the pot. We felt better long enough to celebrate the new year but quickly found ourselves feeling sick again. I started with Step first and Rick followed shortly after that. Both boys got fevers and felt terrible but never developed strep. After about a week or more of that we all seemed on the mend. I was super bummed to have Jacob come home mid January with a sniffle and sore throat that after a few days turned into a full blown cold. I followed days later with all of the classic cold symptoms and was followed by Rick and then shortly later Ricky. We all sniffled, coughed and sneezed for about a full week when Jacobs symptoms seemed to subside. Rick was coughing constantly, felt horrible and had chills for days, the rest of us seemed to be getting better. That lasted about 3 days and then...KABOOM! Everything suddenly took a turn. Rick went into the Dr. for the never ending cold/coughing and was told he had an infection that was something akin to bronchitis. I took Jacob to the Pediatrician and was told he had a respiratory virus and that he needed to rest for a few days. No meds because there were not any infected areas to treat. Well, true to form.. 3 days after that Jacob woke up crying at 1:30am saying his ears hurt. He was still coughing, had a super goopy nose and was still feverish so we got him to a clinic the next day. Diagnosis?? Major infections in both ears, in the sinuses and major congestion in the chest. We got him on antibiotics just in time for that same respiratory virus to rear its ugly head in me and Ricky. Ricky woke up one morning with a distinct "barking" cough that comes along with croup. Into the Dr. once again and off to fill the prescription for steroids for his breathing. Well, it all seemed to be about over and then I started having another fever!! ARGH! I feel like we are on the sick merry-go-round and we want off. I spent all evening in bed on Saturday night and all of Sunday trying not to cough and get fever spikes. Today is the first day that I have not felt absolutely horrible for about a week! Rick had the worst of it by far because even once he had antibiotics (super heavy ones) that subsided much of the coughing, the meds made his super sick to his stomach. He had absolutely no relief for weeks. I find it amazing that he worked and still was able to make efforts with the family feeling so bad. I cant even tell you how much I want to feel better! I just want all of us sickies to have one night that no one is sick. Cant wait! Hope it comes soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6880880096250058214?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6880880096250058214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6880880096250058214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6880880096250058214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6880880096250058214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2012/02/sick-and-tired-of-being-sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick And Tired Of Being Sick And Tired!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-549771784879121354</id><published>2012-01-16T20:28:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T15:24:34.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome To Our Family "Magnus"</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! We wanted to introduce our sweet little Magnus (named after Magnaus VerMagnusen - worlds strongest man). What a sweet little puppy he is! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alD8LkUKJGQ/TyMFq-5Yo5I/AAAAAAAACjE/5PLS4D_M61w/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702407789177512850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alD8LkUKJGQ/TyMFq-5Yo5I/AAAAAAAACjE/5PLS4D_M61w/s400/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know anyone that was in AK with us this summer is thinking that Ricky is reacting to Magnus the way that he did with Amy's cats and 2 chiwawas (With excitement and a little obsession) but actually he is pretty tame with him. THANK HEAVENS!! Magnus came to us from a Dairy farm in Salem, UT after his mom was hit by a tractor:( His mom lived, but she could not nurse her 6 puppies anymore so they were selling them off for pets. Magnus is the son of 2 cocker spaniels that were family pets. They were very friendly and very gentle. Magnus came home to us on Friday 2 weeks ago and our lives are so fun. He already goes outside, can make it through the night without accidents or whining, goes into his crate happily, tolerates the kids and knows when "daddy" is home:) We love having someone soft and furry to pet and love. So far he has been a great fit. Magnus is getting use to the leash and walks with Ricky (weather permitting) and enjoys his time in the pack and play. I picked one up for a few bucks on KSL to put him into while he is too young to roam the house without "presents" being left on the rug or chewing. We are crate training him, but I feel bad to have him in my arms or in the crate only. I want him to get use to lounging in the house like he will be when he outgrows the pp and chewing stages. His crate will be for visitors, night time and times we are gone and he cant come. So far he is happy and thriving. I just love puppies! Welcome to the family buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lxQApx9Dgk/TyMFi7fNreI/AAAAAAAACi4/Ny8M8yNxJ4A/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702407650823482850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0lxQApx9Dgk/TyMFi7fNreI/AAAAAAAACi4/Ny8M8yNxJ4A/s400/136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0VDf0DCDZM/TyMFS_dDcgI/AAAAAAAACis/b4xtGHs_-qk/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702407377010258434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M0VDf0DCDZM/TyMFS_dDcgI/AAAAAAAACis/b4xtGHs_-qk/s400/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAAdg3yuAjc/TyMFKid3xQI/AAAAAAAACig/3hbzG7Dp7bE/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702407231790105858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAAdg3yuAjc/TyMFKid3xQI/AAAAAAAACig/3hbzG7Dp7bE/s400/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofWbITE7HcY/TyMEZCBRFwI/AAAAAAAACiU/6BZAswf5vh4/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702406381266605826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofWbITE7HcY/TyMEZCBRFwI/AAAAAAAACiU/6BZAswf5vh4/s400/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-549771784879121354?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/549771784879121354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=549771784879121354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/549771784879121354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/549771784879121354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2012/01/welcome-to-our-family-magnus.html' title='Welcome To Our Family &quot;Magnus&quot;'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-alD8LkUKJGQ/TyMFq-5Yo5I/AAAAAAAACjE/5PLS4D_M61w/s72-c/143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6228374947316000293</id><published>2011-12-14T23:15:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T18:48:13.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Bought A House!!</title><content type='html'>YAY!! We finally closed on a house today. It records tomorrow and then the keys (and responsability) is all ours:)...:( We are so excited about our lovely new place. We searched from SLC to Utah county and this was THE ONE! We bought in South Jordan and just love it. Our comunity is called Daybreak. The house is a row home meaning it is attached to other homes and ours is in a row of 4. I thought we might hear our neighbors but nope, have not heard a peep. It has taken a bit to get this place ready to show but I am about 50% there. Cant wait to add built in shelves all over the place and finish putting up more drapes I have made for each room. I will update as I get those done. 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WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705055574822197234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlfJZ2bv79A/Tyxt0ZEjl_I/AAAAAAAACjc/JHYv5lY09d0/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Puut1SE7DdY/Tyxtr3bZcTI/AAAAAAAACjQ/oec1yy6d1zI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705055428352241970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Puut1SE7DdY/Tyxtr3bZcTI/AAAAAAAACjQ/oec1yy6d1zI/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6228374947316000293?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6228374947316000293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6228374947316000293' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6228374947316000293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6228374947316000293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-bought-house.html' title='We Bought A House!!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u__d8NRr3Qo/TyxwUphEDCI/AAAAAAAACmE/eFonlenJpMk/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1658415601224265843</id><published>2011-12-10T00:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T00:19:54.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 33, Ready or Not!</title><content type='html'>Today is my birthday! I am always excited to have a day that celebrates my place in this world. Many people have a hard time with getting older, but I never really do. I figure, it is coming whether I like it or not so might as well just enjoy the ride. Rick woke me up and called me all morning with Happy Birthday wishes, while the kids were all kisses and hugs. Most of the family called or texted notes of love and my friends were great with facebook and text messages letting me know that they were thinking of me on my day. I was touched each time my phone chirped a warning that a new message arrived and was amazed when my e mail was full of people that remembered me. There was everything from great friends to acquaintances that wished me well and made me miss each one. I feel lucky to have people like them in my life in whatever capacity that they serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't feel much older. I feel tired though....I wonder if that is what older feels like, just tired? I don't feel much smarter, but I guess I would not be smart really if I thought I was smarter right? Mostly, I just feel happy. I am happy with my life, I am happy with my kids, my husband, and mostly happy my efforts over the year. There are a few good areas for improvement (as always) and so, those will be my areas of attack for this next great year headed my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had some really great changes over the last year with moving to UT that have brought fun realities. We close on a home in Daybreak Communities (South Jordan) in just days ad we cant wait to have a place that we own! I look forward to the many fun amenities offered by the community associations like a lake, boat rentals, hiking &amp;amp; biking trails, parks, the Ochre mountain Temple, etc. We know that we will be happy there for a long time. I of course cant wait to decorate it and feel right at "home". Everyone is invited to come and visit and stay with us anytime! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was most grateful this birthday to see how the Lord has blessed me. I cant believe that a person can be so lucky. I have people that I love so much that love me back, we have a wonderful job that provides us our lives and we have the gospel in our lives that guides us and helps us to focus on others and gives us perspective. We are not above trial (trust me! We have been in a basement for 4 months living out of boxes), but I am so grateful for all that I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all that wished me a Happy Birthday, and to anyone that forgot it, no worries. I felt you love too:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to catch this thing up soon. I have missed sharing our lives with pictures and thoughts at each step. That will be priority one when we get really settled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1658415601224265843?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1658415601224265843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1658415601224265843' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1658415601224265843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1658415601224265843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/12/welcome-33-ready-or-not.html' title='Welcome 33, Ready or Not!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6874889653320745941</id><published>2011-06-07T11:50:00.038-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:09:07.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Ricky!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5NahsSVMU/Te5jop7zPUI/AAAAAAAACac/6MSwkDMmHHw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615535335480180034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5NahsSVMU/Te5jop7zPUI/AAAAAAAACac/6MSwkDMmHHw/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe that Ricky turns 2 today! I was in the hospital room marveling at his huge body (10lbs 9oz) and fat cheeks right about now, only 2 years ago. I remember hoping he would be funny, smart, hansom, love his mommy &amp;amp; daddy and big brother. Well, he has been all of those things and more. Ricky has become (much like Jacob is) a funny little kid that makes us all laugh, a naughty one that bugs Jake and then kisses him, a curious little guy that gets into EVERY &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5NahsSVMU/Te5jop7zPUI/AAAAAAAACac/6MSwkDMmHHw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;THING, and a tender little hearted guy that loves to hear how much we love him. I truly would not change a thing about him. This year Ricky went from babble words to sentences and thoughts. He is articulate about things that matter to him like trees, Jacob, food, puppies, bikes, Shia (Arshia), Lyssa (Alyssa) &amp;amp; Lillo (Olivia), popsicles, parks, running and of course, our favorite phrase "LOOK AT ME"! What can I say? My boys love it all and they certainly are not shy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this year Ricky has mastered climbing everything and has the bruises to prove it. I have had to stack dining chairs on the table to keep him from using the table as a stage to dance on and dive off of. I have had to use gates well into his toddler hood and never leave out anything that I care about. Naughty and mischievous as he may be, he is so loving. I get a big smile and "Hi Momma" every morning, kisses every night and that cute grin to warn me about his thoughts that will turn into mischief. He loves to go on rides (because we give him a treat), and yells "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy", when Rick walks out of work each day. Each night he loves his bath, teeth brushed, and story with Jacob. It takes him about an hour to stop laughing with Jacob, but we never hear a peep from him until 8am the next morning. I figure there is always a trade off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have so many memories of Ricky this year but my favorites that come to mind have been:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Unsolicited moments when he turns to me and says "Mommy, I lubby do" (I love you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Times that he said thank you after a diaper change or treat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Times that he thanks people that help us with a "Thank you Mam/Sir"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.The times I hear a tearful "Sawwy" (sorry) after a naughty fit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.And of course, the times his eyes light up when we see each other after we were away a few hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricky, we love you so much. I am so grateful that We decided to add you to the family. We would never have been as happy as we are now without you! You make our lives so rich, so full, so fun. What a great idea you were &amp;amp; we thank Heavenly Father for giving you to us every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess all that is left is to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY baby boy! We cant wait to have many more years with you and your silly smile! Here are a few scenes from Ricky's little family Birthday party at CiCi's pizza for dinner and Chucky Cheese for fun (or as Ricky says it "CHUCKY-EESE").&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3CABapxVxg/Te9_1bhpLWI/AAAAAAAACdE/Lzp77khTEso/s1600/165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615847816252960098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F3CABapxVxg/Te9_1bhpLWI/AAAAAAAACdE/Lzp77khTEso/s400/165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hDSyfLB71Q/Te-AHHGlo0I/AAAAAAAACdM/woxSyBVNwXs/s1600/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615848120008418114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hDSyfLB71Q/Te-AHHGlo0I/AAAAAAAACdM/woxSyBVNwXs/s400/168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j7OhADytCrU/Te-AsGvxW1I/AAAAAAAACdU/1_sqqz6ae-8/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615850767372900162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ilUQ3JcBXF8/Te-ChNTd10I/AAAAAAAACek/B3t__2-lRY0/s400/231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gogdBG4Mk5Y/Te-BzNkHuVI/AAAAAAAACd8/D9FJ153so1E/s1600/203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615849977168771410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gogdBG4Mk5Y/Te-BzNkHuVI/AAAAAAAACd8/D9FJ153so1E/s400/203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6874889653320745941?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6874889653320745941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6874889653320745941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6874889653320745941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6874889653320745941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-2nd-birthday-ricky.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Ricky!!!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dE5NahsSVMU/Te5jop7zPUI/AAAAAAAACac/6MSwkDMmHHw/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2430097509261458635</id><published>2011-04-25T09:23:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:23:14.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter With The Kids.</title><content type='html'>HAPPY EASTER! Our Easter Sunday was such a fun day! I got the boys new Easter Sunday outfits and haircuts to wear and the easter bunny brought a boat load of candy and eggs. We spent Saturday coloring eggs and getting ready to celebrate a day of candy and fun. Of course Easter Sunday is not really about a giant bunny that brings us candy, but for little kids it is fun. The kids talked about our Savior (the real reason) in Primary and his resurrection that happened on that TRUE Easter Sunday. I loved hearing Jacob tell me what he learned when we got home and found our Sunday services to be so touching and spirit filled. A wonderful evening with friends as we ate an Easter feast was the perfect way to end a wonderful day of celebration and grattitude. The Wilsons graciously hosted us, the Olsens, the Kimbers and the Craigs for a turkey feast. Everyone brought sides, Kate did the turkey and our game of Charrades was the entertainment. We just loved laughing and chatting as tons of kids played and had a ball. As with every get together, we stayed until a cranky kid (or a few) made it no fun to stay. We always love to linger and play and sure are glad we have our wonderful friends. 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WIDTH: 208px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599511485094579522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nPBSQkIL2CM/TbV2BzjITUI/AAAAAAAACZA/SaAtnGGoEz8/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2430097509261458635?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2430097509261458635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2430097509261458635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2430097509261458635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2430097509261458635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter-with-kids.html' title='Happy Easter With The Kids.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1x6xG_cngbU/TbV2UkRU5lI/AAAAAAAACZQ/MEXJRMPrx4Q/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4520231009872388936</id><published>2011-04-25T09:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T20:12:40.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Grandmother Nelda Shumway</title><content type='html'>Nelda &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; passed at 4am Tuesday April 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDLQ0ry9VD8/TbnrQUWA2OI/AAAAAAAACaQ/dfDak5JZPoY/s1600/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600766277183396066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDLQ0ry9VD8/TbnrQUWA2OI/AAAAAAAACaQ/dfDak5JZPoY/s400/218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here funeral was held April 23rd. Rick was able to fly back (thanks to generous family providing means to do so) for the services, but the kids and I could not make that trip on such short notice. I was truly sad to miss her service and pay my respects. I have thought so much about Nelda and all that she has been to Rick and me. For Rick she was a pillar of strength. He respected and revered Grandfather and Grandmother and found Nelda to be so loving and such a wonderful example. For me she was a Grandmother when I had none. My grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bratton&lt;/span&gt; died about 10 years ago. I loved her very much but did not get to spend a lot of time with her (She lived in CA). My grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hutchins&lt;/span&gt; was around until about 2005 but we did not have a positive relationship. Grandmother &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; was my first Grandmother that I got to live near and enjoy up close. I loved going to see her during the week and tell her all about our lives and successes. She was so truly excited about all that we were up to and so encouraging when Rick and I needed advice. Watching her with Grandfather was so inspiring to me. There is nothing like seeing a woman that has her husbands full respect and adoration. She was all that I hope to be when I reach her age. Never have I ever heard a word about Nelda that was anything less than glowing. What a wonderful example and friend she was for me. I miss her so much. I miss her face, her phrases, her hugs and her friendship. I know she is thrilled to be back with Grandfather and loving her work on the other side, but she will be so missed by Rick and I and everyone that has ever known her. We love you Grandmother &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;XOXOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4520231009872388936?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4520231009872388936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4520231009872388936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4520231009872388936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4520231009872388936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-memory-of-grandmother-nelda-shumway.html' title='In Memory of Grandmother Nelda Shumway'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDLQ0ry9VD8/TbnrQUWA2OI/AAAAAAAACaQ/dfDak5JZPoY/s72-c/218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6977790931786013970</id><published>2011-03-28T18:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:54:15.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I often look around at our little family doing....well, whatever they are doing at that moment and think that I want to remember that moment forever. Rick and I were watching the kids play on Saturday morning for a few minute before getting ready for the day and this is what we saw: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two sweet brothers that love each other. Wish they were &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; moments like this one!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJi2w17rq08/TZEQ3ar4FRI/AAAAAAAACYg/L_-SF4037NU/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267156785698066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJi2w17rq08/TZEQ3ar4FRI/AAAAAAAACYg/L_-SF4037NU/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9wH1zX2OIc/TZEQ-AOYUfI/AAAAAAAACYo/zKOEFqV4sJo/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267269941744114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9wH1zX2OIc/TZEQ-AOYUfI/AAAAAAAACYo/zKOEFqV4sJo/s400/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zEBJyRySoJs/TZEREQOScAI/AAAAAAAACYw/OASW29VpJXw/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589267377315540994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zEBJyRySoJs/TZEREQOScAI/AAAAAAAACYw/OASW29VpJXw/s400/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one reminded me of Linus &amp;amp; his piano from Charlie Brown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6977790931786013970?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6977790931786013970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6977790931786013970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6977790931786013970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6977790931786013970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/03/snapshots.html' title='Snapshots'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJi2w17rq08/TZEQ3ar4FRI/AAAAAAAACYg/L_-SF4037NU/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5693548193869501189</id><published>2011-03-28T13:02:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T15:40:38.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Some favorite Moments.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes things aren't quite exciting enough for their own blog entry, but together they can make a fun reminder of some of the fun things that we do on a daily basis. Here are some of the highlights that make up our lives (from about February until now.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589180997351833394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQChXmSls7o/TZDCgRyE_zI/AAAAAAAACWY/VKVhPiFt9t8/s400/051.JPG" /&gt; Such a silly boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oka4g_glUn0/TZDieEbGXMI/AAAAAAAACW4/JVsbQr1E70M/s1600/2011-03-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589216143778143426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oka4g_glUn0/TZDieEbGXMI/AAAAAAAACW4/JVsbQr1E70M/s400/2011-03-28.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is Jacobs crazy hair that we did for "crazy hair day" at Jakie's school. He wanted blue &amp;amp; White hair (school colors) &amp;amp; I put his initials on each side. He loved it &amp;amp; wanted to wear it all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVKbKmlbEhA/TZDBhlIhxzI/AAAAAAAACWA/P7pf9eOudUE/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589179920214509362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OVKbKmlbEhA/TZDBhlIhxzI/AAAAAAAACWA/P7pf9eOudUE/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ricky decided to dress himself today. He loves his "bootsies".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3-IKpKYDVU/TZDgrzeXidI/AAAAAAAACWw/Tln71tWSppI/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589214180723362258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3-IKpKYDVU/TZDgrzeXidI/AAAAAAAACWw/Tln71tWSppI/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a silly little guy! Ricky loves shoes, boots, hats, suspenders, large pants, jackets. You name it and hell put it all on....sometimes all at once. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-z5aHUeJd0/TZDa-VHr6NI/AAAAAAAACWo/-kBHwO-5k44/s1600/videos%2BSeattle%2B06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589207901922912466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-z5aHUeJd0/TZDa-VHr6NI/AAAAAAAACWo/-kBHwO-5k44/s400/videos%2BSeattle%2B06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone else a fan of "DDD"? (Diners Drive inn's &amp;amp; Dives). We watch every now &amp;amp; then &amp;amp; love when cities we have lived in or near are featured. A while ago The Dor-Stop Restaurant in Dormont, PA (20 minutes from us) was featured. We watched as they showed delicious food after delicious food go out to Guy &amp;amp; the crew &amp;amp; decided to go check it out. It was our 4th time trying a place recommended. We all agreed that it was in fact a winner. The food was great and my personal favorite was the potato pancakes with sour cream &amp;amp; Raspberry stuffed french toast. MMMM! Its fun to try something new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrcjYcj8d0E/TZDCFwztlxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/vvP4bCGT2bE/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589180541823719186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LrcjYcj8d0E/TZDCFwztlxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/vvP4bCGT2bE/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake has become technological. He wants to play the Wii, the computer, the games on my phone, his friends DS's, etc but we limit him pretty often. Here is a rare moment mommy let him play her bricker game on the blackberry. He had such a good time until he accidentally called the police when he was trying to change screens. No more bricker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-5693548193869501189?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/5693548193869501189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=5693548193869501189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5693548193869501189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5693548193869501189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/03/just-some-favorite-moments.html' title='Just Some favorite Moments.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QQChXmSls7o/TZDCgRyE_zI/AAAAAAAACWY/VKVhPiFt9t8/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-41013575948865496</id><published>2011-03-16T15:41:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:57:51.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ireland On Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am writing this blog totally jealous of Rick right now. He got an e mail on Thursday morning from the CEO of a hospital in Ireland (Beacon) where Rick has been communicating (for months) about a COO job. After months of hearing nothing about the opportunity Rick and I had just moved on and considered it on the back burner. We didn't think that we would hear anything before April, if ever. We were wrong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick was invited out to visit the hospital Monday -Friday of this week. He was booked a passage on the UPMC PRIVATE LEER JET along with the entire UPMC corporate financial team for the International Services Division. Needless to say he was a bit intimidated, but I think he was equally excited. Rick had to get his passport issued in 24 hours and be ready to depart only days after he was notified. Luckily, he was able to get everything done and headed out for a red-eye flight. He left at 6pm EST and got in to Ireland at 4:20am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricke was picked up and taken to the Hotel they booked for his first night. He was put into the 5 star Royal Marine Hotel located on the oceanfront boardwalk town of Dun Longhaire (Dun Leery") overlooking the channel between Ireland &amp;amp; England. Rick said that the Hotel &amp;amp; accommodations were beautiful. After about 3-4 hours of sleep, Rick was up and getting ready to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A taxi pick him up and take him into Dublin and then to the Hospital. He met with a full array of administration that he would work with, if offered the jo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2pzOPpweD8/TYEVrOJXZpI/AAAAAAAACVg/79oW2J4RvzQ/s1600/Royal_Marine_Hotel_-_Austin_Cleary_Photos_-_can_be_emailed_009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584768845192062610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2pzOPpweD8/TYEVrOJXZpI/AAAAAAAACVg/79oW2J4RvzQ/s400/Royal_Marine_Hotel_-_Austin_Cleary_Photos_-_can_be_emailed_009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;b, and then off to meet with the CEO Joel. Rick really liked Joel and was impressed with him as a person and leader. He had lunch with a former co worker (Mags) that is now in Ireland at Beacon and then back to more meetings &amp;amp; discussions. He ended his evening with dinner at a little Italian place with Joel &amp;amp; His partner in their little town Dalkey. After a full day &amp;amp; evening, Rick got back to the hotel exhausted when I called him at about 10:30pm. We talked for a few minutes about all that he had experienced, all that was pressing and I let him go to bed. I was excited to hear that he thought the city was beautiful, that he thought the people were kind &amp;amp; inviting &amp;amp; that it was something he would consider. I am of course chomping at the bit to go &amp;amp; be Irish for a few years. It has all been fun &amp;amp; interesting anyway. Only time will tell how things work out, but I really hope it is an option that works out. I think Rick does too, though he would never admit it until he is signing his contract. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ricks second,third &amp;amp; fourth nights will be at the Merrion Hotel at City Center in Dublin. The hotels pictures online wont upload on my blog but it is beautiful. here is the link: &lt;a href="http://www.merrionhotel.com/"&gt;http://www.merrionhotel.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is that I am super jealous! I cant wait to hear from him tonight to see how his day went after another round of meetings. If all goes well, I could be living in the greenest place on the coast (not green as in greenie weenie, more like lush green). Let's hope we all get a chance to see these amazing views in person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few places he visited in Dublin City, in the Dublin townships of Dalkey &amp;amp; Dun Lungheire ("Leery").&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztSsxKuNWu4/TZDl3sLdcRI/AAAAAAAACXo/lAepKfkOaDw/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589219882481578258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ztSsxKuNWu4/TZDl3sLdcRI/AAAAAAAACXo/lAepKfkOaDw/s400/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F49VLDjGV_M/TZDmBLNYuVI/AAAAAAAACXw/9P98xTo_ABE/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589220045429979474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F49VLDjGV_M/TZDmBLNYuVI/AAAAAAAACXw/9P98xTo_ABE/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3agUUVX2nrQ/TZDmg_4jkEI/AAAAAAAACYI/1JHjWyk6j1s/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589220592145633346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3agUUVX2nrQ/TZDmg_4jkEI/AAAAAAAACYI/1JHjWyk6j1s/s400/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7pTmxJnz48/TZDmuk4AHZI/AAAAAAAACYQ/TLn5kXcXFAo/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589220825413721490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7pTmxJnz48/TZDmuk4AHZI/AAAAAAAACYQ/TLn5kXcXFAo/s400/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk1MvUf1S5Q/TZDm6GjG-zI/AAAAAAAACYY/jUL2wNfxyW0/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589221023431457586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fk1MvUf1S5Q/TZDm6GjG-zI/AAAAAAAACYY/jUL2wNfxyW0/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-tosQEksZ4/TZDmWTX-JFI/AAAAAAAACYA/4vnBSgwucnI/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589220408399111250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-tosQEksZ4/TZDmWTX-JFI/AAAAAAAACYA/4vnBSgwucnI/s400/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zovsMdgwJLQ/TZDmK_fvReI/AAAAAAAACX4/iBibJq5T0BE/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589220214084421090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zovsMdgwJLQ/TZDmK_fvReI/AAAAAAAACX4/iBibJq5T0BE/s400/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-getNOmzr7No/TZDlt2c3oqI/AAAAAAAACXg/rXzDPCwryp0/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589219713440260770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-getNOmzr7No/TZDlt2c3oqI/AAAAAAAACXg/rXzDPCwryp0/s400/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A5lOYQtLEzM/TZDlkC8udKI/AAAAAAAACXY/m9cUaLoW68E/s1600/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589218955370368034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2gVaCfH8X8/TZDlBua7DCI/AAAAAAAACXA/MVzJcsipLZ0/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-41013575948865496?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/41013575948865496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=41013575948865496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/41013575948865496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/41013575948865496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/03/ireland-on-business.html' title='Ireland On Business'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--2pzOPpweD8/TYEVrOJXZpI/AAAAAAAACVg/79oW2J4RvzQ/s72-c/Royal_Marine_Hotel_-_Austin_Cleary_Photos_-_can_be_emailed_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-633202965098194807</id><published>2011-03-07T20:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:55:08.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harkers Come To Visit!  36 Hours Of Fun!</title><content type='html'>Our boring March just got fun! Nick, Kuulei &amp;amp; Alette came to visit this weekend! After a bit of a late start they were able to drive down and hang out with us for a few nights. It was fun to see how big Alette has gotten. She was as tall as Ricky! She will be a knock out just like her parents:)&lt;br /&gt;It was so fun to get to talk with Kuulei (love the girl!) &amp;amp; laugh about life. Nick &amp;amp; Rick hung out &amp;amp; it was like no time ever passed. We are sad that they are leaving the East Coast, but we understand! We will have to find a way to get together often anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up on Saturday morning to Rick making his excellent Swedish pancakes &amp;amp; eggs. We got ready and headed out to just go see the city. It does not compare with NYC but it is unique in its own ways. We started our morning at the Pennsylvania Macaroni Co. on the strip and got cheeses and breads to nosh on. After that, we just walked around window shopping for a bit before heading over the the Bettis Grill over near the stadium. It is owned by the famous ex Stealer Jerome Bettis. We had a leisurely lunch together &amp;amp; headed over to see the city scape up on Mt. Washington. The rain &amp;amp; cloudy day made it easy to call an end to the day out so we head home. Kuulei is brilliant and decided we should go get pedicures while the guys watch the kids so off we went! It was the first time I had one done this year so it was a real treat We had so much fun talking and laughing about the similarities in our lives and husbands. I really had fun. I wish they were our neighbors so I could bug her everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed home just in time for a delicious pasta al forno dinner that Rick made. We ate our cheeses &amp;amp; breads from the market and &amp;amp; enjoyed the great food. We spent the rest of the evening talking &amp;amp; I got hooked on a game that Nick had on his cell phone. It is a game where you cut through as many pieces of fruit as you can (fruit ninja?). I loved it but sucked at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sad to say goodbye to them when they left the next morning and we wished that we could spend more time together. I think we will have to head up to Jersey next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss you guys! Thanks for coming to see us. It is always so great to see such good friends &amp;amp; family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-633202965098194807?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/633202965098194807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=633202965098194807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/633202965098194807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/633202965098194807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/03/harkers-come-to-visit-36-hours-of-fun.html' title='Harkers Come To Visit!  36 Hours Of Fun!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7035010358923618092</id><published>2011-02-23T15:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:58:53.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Summer, Where Are You?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00RHrDYNOHM/TWVzaK-lbsI/AAAAAAAACUA/gRB29bTTdc8/s1600/raindrops_in_the_SuN_by_dincha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576990607028874946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00RHrDYNOHM/TWVzaK-lbsI/AAAAAAAACUA/gRB29bTTdc8/s400/raindrops_in_the_SuN_by_dincha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone else going stir crazy this winter? This winter has been brutal! I just want it to be sunny with a warm breeze. Okay, I want it to be sunny and breezy on a beach, but I will take just warm and sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started reading a book today about coastal towns around the US and it made me want to lie on a beach and sip a diet coke. So, in honor of the summer to come hopefully soon made up a play list of some of the classics and a few favorites that inspire me to think of sun and warmth, not the 8 inches we got by surprise Monday night.  Here's to Summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize that I have skipped an entire season here (sorry spring) but desperate times call for desperate measures!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBLZrT4NE5c/TWVz0DPth9I/AAAAAAAACUI/pS3HsqlcXlM/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991051629823954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBLZrT4NE5c/TWVz0DPth9I/AAAAAAAACUI/pS3HsqlcXlM/s400/020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CD3ulf9kUdc/TWV0MnYAYuI/AAAAAAAACUQ/9b3HcbI6nAA/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991473645150946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CD3ulf9kUdc/TWV0MnYAYuI/AAAAAAAACUQ/9b3HcbI6nAA/s400/006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI66pn3AyFs/TWV0UH9VgzI/AAAAAAAACUY/PXL1-ZjUwrs/s1600/065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991602650743602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI66pn3AyFs/TWV0UH9VgzI/AAAAAAAACUY/PXL1-ZjUwrs/s400/065.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4FYMIUsWZg/TWV0hjj1bDI/AAAAAAAACUo/Ujwd8DYIO1s/s1600/Starfish_and_The_Sea_by_Spanishalex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991833398275122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4FYMIUsWZg/TWV0hjj1bDI/AAAAAAAACUo/Ujwd8DYIO1s/s400/Starfish_and_The_Sea_by_Spanishalex.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dvhjFIlFKa4/TWV0peigXdI/AAAAAAAACUw/W7U38FHCB9A/s1600/578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991969489477074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dvhjFIlFKa4/TWV0peigXdI/AAAAAAAACUw/W7U38FHCB9A/s400/578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZkFXtGMOUw/TWV0ZT_VkzI/AAAAAAAACUg/b6BG-LbbeD0/s1600/515131892_33f9c4e894_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576991691779707698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZkFXtGMOUw/TWV0ZT_VkzI/AAAAAAAACUg/b6BG-LbbeD0/s400/515131892_33f9c4e894_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7035010358923618092?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7035010358923618092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7035010358923618092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7035010358923618092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7035010358923618092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-summer-where-are-you.html' title='Oh Summer, Where Are You?!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00RHrDYNOHM/TWVzaK-lbsI/AAAAAAAACUA/gRB29bTTdc8/s72-c/raindrops_in_the_SuN_by_dincha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7891722256224872830</id><published>2011-02-23T15:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:52:57.596-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What The????</title><content type='html'>Jacob was sitting eating breakfast while we watched the morning news before school,  a few weeks ago.  As we watched they featured a clip of a clip of a cute cudly little calf born just days before.  Jakie perked right up to watch and smiled as they showed the cute little guy.... until he saw that it had two heads! They were shoing it from the side first so you only saw one head and then they panned around to the front of the cows face and you saw the freaky neck split into two heads.  We laughed for days after that because here was the reaction from Jacob from start to finish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie: Awe, look!  What a super cute little........What the??? followed by a look at us that let us know he was having trouble processing/believing what he saw.  He was half laughing, half grosed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Honey, it is a two headed cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie: "That is just too crazy." "It freaks me out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, he freaks me out too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie: "Oh, man!  That is just too freaky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Yep, he is freaky alright."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie: "I mean, he has two, not one but two heads!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Yeah, that is freaky honey."  "Finish your cereal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie: "I, I just cant believe it."  "I am totally freaking out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "We have to leave in 10 minutes so freak out quick and lets go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricky:  Just looking up to see the TV &amp;amp; news cast.  "Woooooooaaaaaahhhhhh!  Feaky, Feaky!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jakie is so funny. His face was priceless.  I wish I could have a photo of that very moment he realized something was not quite right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In retrospect, I should have taken a moment to freak out with him a bit more.  It really was worthy of a little more reaction that I gave.  I should remember what it was like to learn about this stuff for the first time.  When did I get so blase about cool stuff???  Well, I guess Jake will keep me young ........ and Ricky will keep me crazy!  Ha.  Love these guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Does it freak you out? Anyone else see this photo/clip?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAsi8aXPX5I/TYEDzRZBDQI/AAAAAAAACVY/fF1C1kzcEW0/s1600/Two_Headed_Calf_Photos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 388px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584749192292666626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAsi8aXPX5I/TYEDzRZBDQI/AAAAAAAACVY/fF1C1kzcEW0/s400/Two_Headed_Calf_Photos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7891722256224872830?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7891722256224872830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7891722256224872830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7891722256224872830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7891722256224872830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/02/what.html' title='What The????'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eAsi8aXPX5I/TYEDzRZBDQI/AAAAAAAACVY/fF1C1kzcEW0/s72-c/Two_Headed_Calf_Photos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7599303575517144645</id><published>2011-01-06T09:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:32:42.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year Everyone. I just could not wait for 2011. This feels like a year of renewal and starting fresh for me. I have years that I think I need to just tow the line and keep things the way that were last year, and then years like 2011 where I cant wait to change as much as possible. I feel excited about the possibilities and slightly nervous about things working out the way I want them to, but I really feel like no matter what, I want to look back on 2011 and say I took a risk and it paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our New Years Eve was filled with our friends here in Pittsburgh and we had a blast.  We spent the evening over at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kimbers&lt;/span&gt; home.  We joined up there with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wilsons&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Olsens&lt;/span&gt;, The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kimbers&lt;/span&gt; and Us.  We had fried turkey (Mark &amp;amp; Josh Special), and every other snack food you could think of.  The kids ran around for hours while we all sat around talking, laughing and playing games.  It was so fun to relax and just hang out with great friends and have fun.  Jacob &amp;amp; Ricky loved having little friends to play with and no parents hanging over their shoulders.  We stayed until midnight and lit sparklers for the kids in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kimbers&lt;/span&gt; front yard.  The kids ran around throwing sparks (super safe right??) and hooting cheers for the New Year.  It was a perfect way to say goodbye to 2010.    We got home late and we were just totally exhausted! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed thinking about the changes I want to make in 2011.  It is a lofty thing to say that I want to do something risky/fun for 2011 so I decided I need a list of things I can do and a risk to take. I think my first risk is to set the goals ahead of time and say that I will accomplish them at all costs.  I hate not completing things on my list, so once I set them, I must achieve! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year, I usually do the same old boring list of about 20 years worth of resolutions that I know I will never achieve, and never tell anyone about them.  This year however, I wanted to really think about his years and make a list of things that I can really do. Here are a few that I can do and want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exercise daily.  I think that if I just make it a habit and daily get out, do something, release the stress, release the energy, and have fun I will just feel better and see the results I am looking for.  Ultimate goal:  Get in best shape of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a better spouse/mom.  I do everything for my family that I possibly can, I just don't always do it with a good attitude or smile.  That is one I really want to improve.  I think I will be happier with myself doing it.  Ultimate goal:  Do more to make the family happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Really get out of all debt that is not necessary.  We are not big spenders but I really want to pay off the loans from school &amp;amp; car, etc.  We have worked hard, but I want to see big steps this year.  Ultimate goal: No debt, save for a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shake things up.  I would love to do something new and exciting.  I have not set my sights on anything in particular yet, I would just like to rock the boat a bit.  Nothing reckless.  I like controlled rocking of course, but I just want to feel excited about something new.  Ultimate goal: excitement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Learn to let things go.  I am a person that can multi task &amp;amp; do a million things at once when things are fine.  However, when something is wrong or there is a real problem, I just stew over that one thing and have a hard time doing what is needed.  I get consumed.  This year, I would like to work on letting myself feel frustrated for a bit and then learn to do what I can and let the rest go!  It is so hard to do, but I just hate feeling the stress that comes when things cant be perfect.  I know that nothing ever will be perfect, so I have to simplify or learn to live with complex situations.  I hope to really work on that this year.   Ultimate goal:  Less drama &amp;amp; stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my list so far.  it is not everything but I think that they are things that are needed.  I guess i could add spirituality in there too.  That is one of those on-going/forever ones on the list. I do want to be better at that too though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after looking over the list, I guess each of my goals could actually apply to the family too.  Mommy sets the tone though, so I am sure if I get better at them that the family will follow.  Wish me luck!  I will need it to stay the course and see what I cam accomplish.  Happy New Year everyone!  We love you all and miss you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7599303575517144645?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7599303575517144645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7599303575517144645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7599303575517144645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7599303575517144645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-8987763796280580225</id><published>2010-12-27T11:32:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T12:43:28.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Stuck Like Glue"  Happy 8th Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TRjH-r80iGI/AAAAAAAACQ8/D-oxhjqOh_c/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555410020125149282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TRjH-r80iGI/AAAAAAAACQ8/D-oxhjqOh_c/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Ricks and my 8th Anniversary! I just cant believe that it has been 8 years. Right about now I would have been doing my hair and make up listening quietly to a sound track full of love songs. I was thinking about how excited I was and marveling at my complete calmness about marrying a man I met 3 months prior! Little did I know at the time just how lucky I was actually going to be. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TRjH6GgxHPI/AAAAAAAACQ0/BX7eJLNzoj4/s1600/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555409941355896050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TRjH6GgxHPI/AAAAAAAACQ0/BX7eJLNzoj4/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after dropping Rick off at work I started thinking a lot about us. I remember the thrill I used to get when Rick would hold my hand. I remember how funny thought he was, how smart I thought he was and of course, how much he made me want to be better. Well, those things haven't changed. We have had to work at our marriage every day (Two bulls don't usually make it in a marriage happily) but it has been the best time of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still make so many mistakes everyday, but I guess that if anyone asked me why Rick and I have made it when so many have given up, I guess I would say these things are the factors that keep the love when life gets rough:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We get it all out there and then forgive one another. Hearing what is wrong is never fun, but when something makes either of us mad or sad we don't just over look it. We take the time to talk it out, argue about it when someone is not listening, thank, reward and love each other when we feel the love and keep going until we have got it all out there in the open. Things are never perfect but I can honestly say I have never been mad for more than a few hours at Rick (when I am really trying to be mad) and I think visa-versa because we just say it like it is. We work it out and move on. It really works for us and I get the bonus of knowing I wont die of a heart attack for lack of saying what I think! just kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have many wonderful friends &amp;amp; family (seriously, the best!) but Rick is truly the best friend I have and I truly believe that I am his. He is the first one I want to tell something funny to, the first one I want to comfort me when I am sad, the first one that I cant wait to see every morning and the only one I would get out of bed every morning at some UNHOLY hour to drive to work each day for most of our marriage. Okay, I would do it if some one really, really needed it, but he is definitely the only one I want to kiss on the lips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Finding time to talk &amp;amp; laugh together. I used to think that Rick and I never got date night to talk because time is so tough and with no family near and friends a good drive away it is tough to sneak away. We have had to be creative! We talk for hours each day as I drive him in to work each morning and home each evening. It was daunting at first to drive him in rush hour twice a day until I realized that I was actually starting to look forward to our drive in and out of Pitt each day. Once awake I loved the kids sleeping as we talked over his day, my day, upcoming events, the kids quirks, etc. Then, he calls all day long for 30 seconds at a time just to say hi. When 5p hits I am on my way to get him as the kids nap and we talk the whole way home. I have come to love that time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Support is not an option! I always have a harebrained idea going, and Rick always has something he is in the midst of achieving but no matter what, we support each other! It can take bargaining, explaining, and when my idea is really nuts, it can take a little manipulation (he he). Yeah, I admitted it! In the end though, we are always on each others team. I never want him to miss out on something he really wanted and the feeling is mutual. I am so grateful for that because who wants to have to forgo everything they wanted in life! Not I!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I was listening to a song today: Stuck Like Glue by Sugarland and I loved the way that the words made me smile. I think it is kinda like that with Rick. Were not stuck with each other, we are stuck on each other. I think that is what a marriage bond should be. The song talks about feeling like just when you think life got in the way of the love, the other person goes and does something that makes your heart beat again. Rick is wonderful at that and I sure try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, who knows what life will be like in the remaineder of our first decade but the first 8 have been wonderful. I hope that by documenting my thoughts I can look back at them when I need inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for sticking it out Rick and making it all worth the work! I know we don't have anything figured out, but as a team I just know that we can make it through with humor and some semblance of dignity. I love you so much and cant wait to see how much better we can get. Happy 8th Anniversary Rick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-8987763796280580225?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/8987763796280580225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=8987763796280580225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8987763796280580225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8987763796280580225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/stuck-like-glue-happy-8th-anniversary.html' title='&quot;Stuck Like Glue&quot;  Happy 8th Anniversary!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TRjH-r80iGI/AAAAAAAACQ8/D-oxhjqOh_c/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5961426448774312068</id><published>2010-12-25T23:01:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:09:34.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Chirstmas To All!</title><content type='html'>We wish you a merry Christmas! What a Christmas it was. This year was a real whirl wind holiday. We decided about the 18th of December to change our plans (staying home this year) and opted to make a last minute booking to UTAH. We never even considered trying to fly this year because of the cost of flights into UT. over the holidays, but Katie called and said that she found an incredible price (under 250$pp.) on round trip flights from Pittsburgh to SLC International. The price was so good, but we couldn't do it on such short notice (financially).&lt;br /&gt;We were bummed to have to say no this year, but then Cam and Katie decided that they would help frey the costs for us by donating some serious $$ and that would be our Christmas present and moms Christmas surprise.  Yep, surprise. &lt;br /&gt;We did not tell Mom that we were coming.  We planned everything and just flew in, drove to the house and walked in as she rested in her chair close to midnight.  We sent Jacob in first so that he was the first thing she saw before we all came walking in.  It was so fun to see her so happy and know that we were so missed.  We told her weeks before that there was no way this year and even had Katie intercept all packages that were coming to Pittsburgh for Christmas so it would be a total shocker.  We gave the "Scoobie Doo" plot for our whole plan and everyone was thrilled.  We did not get to bed until hours later after talking, laughing and planning for the coming week., but it was so much fun to let the kids see family. &lt;br /&gt;Our time there flew so fast.  We shopped, ate out and talked for days before Christmas as we got everything ready.   We had our Swedish Christmas as we do every year and turned in early for the big day.  I stayed up and played Santa's little helper (as I love to do every year) and wrapped all of the gifts and arranged them under the tree.  I sat watching the lights twinkle in a darkened room with presents pouring out from under the tree for a few minutes and smiled like I do every year after I feel satisfied that Christmas will be a success.  I loved it and then missed dad terribly.  I still keep waiting for him to come down the stairs and smile at me.   I was glad to be back in the Shumway home and it made me want to be back.  After reflecting for a bit, I headed off to bed and tried to get a few hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;The morning of the 25th was started with the kids piling in on me at 6:30am full of laughs and excitement.  The boys were full of smiles as we gave them their toys and treats. Jake wanted to hand everyone their presents and kindly offered to open them for us as well.  We had to ward him off with presents of his own every couple of turns so that it stayed fun for him.  Ricky was still as excited about the bows and paper as he was about the presents so he was loving the heap of paper we all threw into the corners of the room. &lt;br /&gt;The gifts this year were thoughtful and generous.  Everyone really tried to do things that were meaningful and we appreciated everything so much.  Rick &amp;amp; I gave silly gifts (all we could afford) to Cam &amp;amp; Kate and one small serious gifts to everyone.  Rick decided months before to put together a beautiful book of letters that Dad had written and kept over the years.  They ranged from letters on missions to talks that were quite beautiful.  Rick had them bound &amp;amp; Copied for each family member and we gave them as our gift.  It was not much, but it was really sweet and made us feel like he was there.&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas afternoon was my favorite Chinese restaurant lunch ("clab legs") and then we headed off to the Jensen's house for an evening of fun, laughing, more food and kids all over the place.  We loved seeing Jakie play with his cousins (he was very fond of Trace), and Ricky play with any cousin that would play with him.  I always love being at the Jensen House.  They are such a fun family and they are my brand of nuts.  Alex came into town this year and it was fun to get to see him.  I find him so sweet and so fun to talk to and I love how Rick gets excited when he knows that Alex will be around.  Every kid in the family loved playing with him all evening and were excited for the gifts he gave them.   The evening wound down late and we all said our goodbyes.  We were sad to leave but headed out into the cold for home. &lt;br /&gt;We spent the next few days at the house with everyone and headed home the morning of the 27th.  We cried from the terminal in UT until we had flown hundreds of miles East on our way home.  We were exhausted &amp;amp; ready to get back by the time we landed.  Everyone got plenty of sleep that night and it was like it never happened the next day.  We sure miss being home, but we are so glad that we had the chance to see everyone and spend the holidays with family we love.  We wish our families lived int he same city!  It would have been fun to add a little Hutchins craziness to the trip.  Well have to surprise Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Hutchins one of these years next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOwTcY6fEA0/TWfL6uxxJFI/AAAAAAAACVI/SHkrVx4ub60/s1600/jaketrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577650873371272274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOwTcY6fEA0/TWfL6uxxJFI/AAAAAAAACVI/SHkrVx4ub60/s400/jaketrace.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTe9VbcAVLA/TWfL_29a1PI/AAAAAAAACVQ/iYxgd5o9uzM/s1600/ricky2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577650961466971378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTe9VbcAVLA/TWfL_29a1PI/AAAAAAAACVQ/iYxgd5o9uzM/s400/ricky2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkxWjk7Y3V4/TWfLyrJw87I/AAAAAAAACVA/mfl4H6jx5pU/s1600/jake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577650734959227826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkxWjk7Y3V4/TWfLyrJw87I/AAAAAAAACVA/mfl4H6jx5pU/s400/jake2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1cbdNGHPIY/TWfLs0jts9I/AAAAAAAACU4/7Nhe59OFCL0/s1600/boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577650634404770770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1cbdNGHPIY/TWfLs0jts9I/AAAAAAAACU4/7Nhe59OFCL0/s400/boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-12qUzxkT7ok/TWVorOdJxwI/AAAAAAAACT4/_zkorO48b1Y/s1600/photo.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLBQ75Gqjqw/TWVomuKZjMI/AAAAAAAACTw/2oDFRHewXvM/s1600/photo.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-5961426448774312068?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/5961426448774312068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=5961426448774312068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5961426448774312068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5961426448774312068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-chirstmas-to-all.html' title='Merry Chirstmas To All!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OOwTcY6fEA0/TWfL6uxxJFI/AAAAAAAACVI/SHkrVx4ub60/s72-c/jaketrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4197416827419211901</id><published>2010-12-14T20:54:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T15:01:40.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 6th BIRTHDAY JAKIE BOY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EkMe6ARdBCc/TWVkwycQHXI/AAAAAAAACTg/X-CmFVH9cck/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576974502904995186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EkMe6ARdBCc/TWVkwycQHXI/AAAAAAAACTg/X-CmFVH9cck/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just cant believe that you are already 6 years old!  Happy Birthday little buddy.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a birthday party for Jacob on the 18th of December since he was recovering from his surgery right up until his real birthday.  I think that Jacob forgave us for missing his real day since we allowed him to do his party at McDonalds.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We called up about 10 of his little friends that he plays with all of the time and any of their little brothers and sisters that could come to.  We had parents just drop them off if they wanted, but everyone just hung out with us anyway since we are all good friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob got lots of fun toys that he had not even let himself dream of.  He loved them all and loved that his friends turned up and wanted to play with him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got balloons, made cupcakes, got everyone a happy meal and did simple lolly pop party favors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This one was truly about Jakie having fun with friends and feeling special.  Next year we can do something a little bigger.  I figure, let em run &amp;amp; play for their birthday while they will, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We felt like proud parents as we watched Jacob with his group of great little friends.  We really feel lucky that we can have a kid like him and that he chose friends like them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Little guy!  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I am no longer the Primary President at my church. I was informed that I had done a good job for almost 3 years and that it was time for a leadership change. I was sad at first because I loved working with the kids and hearing their adorable little thoughts. 2 Sundays ago was my last time back there. It was hard to say goodbye to the kids and my presidency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barb Getty- 1st councilor in the center R, Diane Burnette- 2nd Councilor next to me, Linda Bowden -Secretary on end on R. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TQEjk6DlyvI/AAAAAAAACQo/pIe6QQdWyAU/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548755332863740658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TQEjk6DlyvI/AAAAAAAACQo/pIe6QQdWyAU/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were everything that someone could ask in a supporting role. They were capable of leading on their own but let me lead. They guided me in my thoughts and offered to help in every way. Everyone should be lucky enough to work with ladies like them! I loved working with my first second councilor Kate Wilson before they stole her for Relief Society in May. She was every bit as amazing as the others. I will miss being with them every Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was sad for a bit until last week when I was extended a new calling. I am now the 1st councilor in the Young Women's Organization. I think that lightening may have struck twice because I get to work with a great President (Mary-Katherine Rodriguez) Me the 1st councilor and Mandy Mancuso , the Secretary, Amy Spencer , second councilor and Liz Waits Personal Progress. We are still looking for a second councilor, but I am sure I will love working with her too. Cant wait to meet the girls and get started! This Sunday will be my first Sunday in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7159934780664608178?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7159934780664608178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7159934780664608178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7159934780664608178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7159934780664608178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-bye-to-primary-hello-to-young.html' title='Good Bye To Primary, Hello To Young Womens'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TQEjk6DlyvI/AAAAAAAACQo/pIe6QQdWyAU/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2157933167383816714</id><published>2010-12-09T13:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:38:08.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 32nd B-Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to meeeeeeee, Happy Birthday to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my birthdays!  I shouldn't since I am over 30 now (32 to be exact), but I cant help it.  I think it is because it is the end of the year and I have waited for it for so long, but it always makes me smile.  I think it kinda kicks off the Christmas spirit for me too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to be excited about the presents and though they are still a blast, I have come to love hearing from friends that remembered me on my special day.  I love getting texts and calls from people that are busy but remembered me anyway.  I have heard from lots of my family and some of my best friends and it means a lot.  Thanks everyone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick woke me up with the kids and upon arriving downstairs, I saw balloons, streamers and the boys sitting with Dad on the couch.  I was wished a happy birthday and offered tokens of their affections.  Jake got me some glittery nail polish in frog bottles (seriously cute), Jakie got me a Stealer's key chain (they get to pick their own presents for us on our B-days), and Rick ordered me season 9 of Frasier.  We have almost all of them.  We love em!  Cant wait for it to get in.  Dad gave me a great photo book I really wanted by a photographer out of SF, and I am home today to receive a pkg from my mom that should arrive today.  I love surprises and and cant wait to see what I got.  Every year I always just feel grateful to have family, friends, and a few surprises.  I think Rick will do a dinner tonight (as usual) and I bet I can get a foot rub.  Its a great B-Day to me!  Now I get to hear why the family loves me when they call (tradition each year) and I have to say, that could be my favorite part of my birthday since becoming a Shumway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had lots of wisdom to share but I don't have too much.  I guess I would have to say my best lesson is to chill out, do what you can and say you are sorry when you are wrong.  All of them make your day feel better.  Good luck with your lessons everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2157933167383816714?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2157933167383816714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2157933167383816714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2157933167383816714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2157933167383816714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-32nd-b-day.html' title='My 32nd B-Day'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4377312334766839705</id><published>2010-12-08T10:06:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T10:16:29.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacked!  Jakie's Tonsils &amp; Adenoids Are Gonners!</title><content type='html'>Jacob is now only a portion of the kid he once was. In a good way though. His adenoids and tonsils were wreaking havoc on his ability to speak, sleep and definitely breathe. I took him to the Dr. at the end of November and our awesome Pediatric E.N.T. Dr. Alpar said that there was no question that the adenoids had to go. The tonsils were not definite because the X-Rays could not tell us if they were problematic while Jacob slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go ahead with the surgery so, on December 2nd (since we already met the years deductible) we took Jacob in to have the procedure (maybe plural if the tonsils were going to come out) done at Children's Hospital in Pittsburgh, PA. Jacob was actually pretty well prepared since we did not want to lie to him. We told him that he would stop gagging everyday on the mucus that could not escape past the adenoids and that he would be able to breathe. He was excited about that but unsure about pain. We promised him that we would be with him and that although it would hurt, it would not be terrible. He just kind of said okay and was fine with it. I think the prospect of gagging every day and no breathing was enough for him to be willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the hospital on the 2nd at 6:30am and headed up to the sign in area. The staff was so nice and Jacob loved that they talked to him on his level. We hung out for a bit before being called back to get all changed and ready for his prep. He was excited to lay in a bed in his undies and watch TV (very normal for him). Then, all of the staff came in to go over things with him and unlike most children, he loved it. He talked to every person that came in and wanted to know exactly what all of their equipment did. Everyone was wonderful with him and it really made such a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank came sedation time. Ever seen your child on a sedative? I did once when Jake broke his arm a few years ago and it is so weird to see them so out of it. I must say though, this time it was quite different. I can remember what they gave him but out of no where he immediately starts acting strange. He first started laughing in with his head scrunched into his shoulders that were shrugged up (kinda Grinch like). Then, he made funny noises and laughed about them to himself. Then he got really mellow and wide eyed and repeated everything we said. Finally, he started belly laughing about everything. We all laughed with him but as they took him down the hall to the OR, rick said that he got really super giddy and everyone laughed. The anesthesiologist said that she usually gives the red heads extra sedation (with a wink) but that Jake was a great patient that just laughed on the meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was in surgery for about 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 hours and I figured that they had decided to take out the tonsils since the adenoids are only a 45 minute surgery. They called us back to see Jake after he had been in recover for about 20 minutes and he was laying peacefully sleeping. Most kids come out of anesthesia badly (they told us), but Jake just laid there quietly and drank juice when offered it. His time in the recovery area was spent quietly watching a show or looking at a book they offered him. Towards the end of the recovery time he was able to get up and go poke around a play area offered in the children's recovery wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took quite a few hours to get cleared to go home, but we packed it up at about 5pm and headed home to get Ricky from our friends house. We were all glad to be headed home by then and Jake was ready for his medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has now been 6 days since the surgery and he is doing really well. His throat still hurts when the pain medication wears off, but his combination of self taught sign language, ice cream and Popsicles help. 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Gotta love little brothers! Ricky wants to say hi: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-a-fd6hDI/AAAAAAAACPI/ZjJq-Ulas7s/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-fd1Ye5fI/AAAAAAAACPo/LYZGag-xkfs/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548328600838530546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-fd1Ye5fI/AAAAAAAACPo/LYZGag-xkfs/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to Jake. So far, Jake is much better in the day, but nights are still hard for him. He wakes up in a lot of pain so I am looking forward to it all being back to normal at some point. He is out of school until next week and enjoying the movies and will, so I hope we can get him back on track at some point! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gross to look at, but here is a picture of what the adenoids look like. The circle is the passage way and the big ball in the center is the adenoid. These are the main reason for his snoring, apnea, constant congestion and gagging. The Dr. Said they were blocking between 90-100% of the passage flow. That means air and all. Poor Kid! Glad those suckers are out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-fkfa2vHI/AAAAAAAACPw/TLLHZ3uaRs8/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548328715201985650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 346px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-fkfa2vHI/AAAAAAAACPw/TLLHZ3uaRs8/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-ZuKxXPuI/AAAAAAAACOg/Ix7T927zMTQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4377312334766839705?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4377312334766839705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4377312334766839705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4377312334766839705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4377312334766839705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/wacked-jakies-tonsils-adenoids-are.html' title='Wacked!  Jakie&apos;s Tonsils &amp; Adenoids Are Gonners!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-fxyGT1ZI/AAAAAAAACP4/Ti3JoGX_r78/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-274702005813648131</id><published>2010-12-08T09:56:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T14:20:17.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Our Christmas Tree...Tis The Season!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-j1Eh6w1I/AAAAAAAACQY/CW_Fwm253Q0/s1600/november_week_3-4_2010_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548333398088139602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-j1Eh6w1I/AAAAAAAACQY/CW_Fwm253Q0/s400/november_week_3-4_2010_115.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-j1Eh6w1I/AAAAAAAACQY/CW_Fwm253Q0/s1600/november_week_3-4_2010_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got our Tree! Yay. We have had fake trees in the past but last year we decided to get a real tree. I just love the smell of the real pine trees, the whole ritual of finding a tree that is just right, but this year we stepped it up just a notch higher. We decided to go to a real Christmas tree farm and hunt our own. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went with our friends the Wilson's and sought out a tree that we could afford and transport back home. We did a tractor pulled wagon ride out to the site for trees and hunted the perfect one. Well, not perfect, but a far cry from our previous trees in the past purchased from a nursery and Wal- Mart. We felt like we were really getting into the Christmas mood since Thanksgiving is finally over. It wa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-j1Eh6w1I/AAAAAAAACQY/CW_Fwm253Q0/s1600/november_week_3-4_2010_115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;s FREEZING and of course, I wore flip flops (duh) so we were excited to get one and get warm. I think that we will make it a tradition to go and hack one down on our own (or get the cute little 16 year old with the hack saw to do it for us) each winter. Here's to December, Winter and Christmas! I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgHDRfBLgDI/TWVb2NVJeWI/AAAAAAAACRg/cajk-KFXey8/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576964700417653090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgHDRfBLgDI/TWVb2NVJeWI/AAAAAAAACRg/cajk-KFXey8/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6YtIx4U2ig/TWVaw4x-zxI/AAAAAAAACRQ/FSHdXadR7Oo/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576963509490470674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I6YtIx4U2ig/TWVaw4x-zxI/AAAAAAAACRQ/FSHdXadR7Oo/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBkdlIPyOyA/TWVbnWS2GuI/AAAAAAAACRY/FdIT35arZ_4/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576964445125876450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBkdlIPyOyA/TWVbnWS2GuI/AAAAAAAACRY/FdIT35arZ_4/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBvxkyfK5ro/TWVcIuCrXtI/AAAAAAAACRo/Y0y2u9BQ39g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576965018436198098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBvxkyfK5ro/TWVcIuCrXtI/AAAAAAAACRo/Y0y2u9BQ39g/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-274702005813648131?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/274702005813648131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=274702005813648131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/274702005813648131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/274702005813648131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/12/getting-our-christmas-treetis-season.html' title='Getting Our Christmas Tree...Tis The Season!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TP-j1Eh6w1I/AAAAAAAACQY/CW_Fwm253Q0/s72-c/november_week_3-4_2010_115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2125070423968488091</id><published>2010-11-11T16:09:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T16:22:27.551-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snakes &amp; Snails &amp; Puppy Dog Tails</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxb1YL-GiI/AAAAAAAACNw/aOC9dAg3QEE/s1600/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538402614342720034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxb1YL-GiI/AAAAAAAACNw/aOC9dAg3QEE/s400/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just wanted to take a moment and record my feelings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day and enjoyed my children playing with friends for hours. After hours of lunch, treats and playing outside, I surveyed my boys and had to laugh. Ricky was absolutely FILTHY because he dug in the dirt and kept his shoes off all afternoon. Jacob had managed to take his relatively new jeans and destroyed them by sliding on his knees and getting holes.&lt;br /&gt;Dirty faces, dirty clothes, dirty noses. It never ends with little boys it seems. I get frustrated at times because I want to keep clean kids, a clean house and all, but the truth is that I love my little rough and tumble boys.&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing like getting tackled and given hundreds of kisses, being pulled at for attention and spontaneous screams of " I love you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is NO femininity in these little guys. I love it, I love being their mom. I truly would not change a thing! I love you boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxd7Wi-API/AAAAAAAACN4/6sKhYVHSTeI/s1600/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538404916004782322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxd7Wi-API/AAAAAAAACN4/6sKhYVHSTeI/s400/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxbtx9dHFI/AAAAAAAACNg/-VgPNeQOVU8/s1600/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538402483822206034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxbtx9dHFI/AAAAAAAACNg/-VgPNeQOVU8/s400/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxboTxWE3I/AAAAAAAACNY/PYNV-JN7ktM/s1600/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538402389819003762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxboTxWE3I/AAAAAAAACNY/PYNV-JN7ktM/s400/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2125070423968488091?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2125070423968488091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2125070423968488091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2125070423968488091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2125070423968488091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/11/snakes-snails-puppy-dog-tails.html' title='Snakes &amp; Snails &amp; Puppy Dog Tails'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxb1YL-GiI/AAAAAAAACNw/aOC9dAg3QEE/s72-c/childrens%2Bmuseum%2B%2526%2Bvideo%2B060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5451126852676662874</id><published>2010-11-05T15:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T15:29:31.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Other Blog</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I posted about getting a new treadmill and wanting to get fit. I have so much to say on the issue, but I don't want it all mixed in with the family blog. So, I decided to start a fitness journal blog about what I am doing, how I am doing it and all that jazz. My hope is that I can chronicle my efforts and find humor and success as I go. If you would like to check it out, I am at &lt;a href="http://gettingfithowimdoingit.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://gettingfithowimdoingit.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. I have it listed along the right column of this blog at the top under "My Other Blog About Fitness &amp;amp; Nutrition" . If you care to comment I would love to hear your thoughts as I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-5451126852676662874?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/5451126852676662874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=5451126852676662874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5451126852676662874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5451126852676662874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-other-blog.html' title='My Other Blog'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-3333588648442507060</id><published>2010-11-03T14:33:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:31:10.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Ward- Pittsburgh 2nd,  2010</title><content type='html'>For years I have wanted to get pictures of the ward but never been able to do so. This year Bishop Haroldson took a large group picture for us and I thought it would be awesome to document it for us to remember. We have so many families that we love and with whom we have become great friends. Here it is, Pittsburgh 2nd Ward! Well, everyone that was there that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-PICTURE TO COME-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Olsen followed suit right after and got the majority of the kids born around Rickys time all captured together. When it rains, it pours! Cant wait to get those guys into Primary! I guess if you can baptize them, you just birth them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGsbLYjVOI/AAAAAAAACMc/Vs2GrEhbQfE/s1600/74101_450867905835_674070835_5929202_7231519_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535394999927264482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGsbLYjVOI/AAAAAAAACMc/Vs2GrEhbQfE/s400/74101_450867905835_674070835_5929202_7231519_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids shown are L-R (? Spencer, Olivia, ? Barrett, Zack Kimber (in the far back by his mom), Conner Waits, Ricky Shumway, David Rodriguez, Wynter Olsen, and Bella Garvin). We were missing Abby Machin, but we got most of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just a few of the families that we have come to really enjoy spending time with and getting to know. They are in costume as they were taken at a Halloween Party by sister Wilson, but the families none the less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGtp_33d_I/AAAAAAAACMs/inRyeJZR0vU/s1600/partycollage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGtp_33d_I/AAAAAAAACMs/inRyeJZR0vU/s1600/partycollage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535396354047047666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGtp_33d_I/AAAAAAAACMs/inRyeJZR0vU/s400/partycollage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L-R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Ben &amp;amp; Jamie Haner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Emma &amp;amp; Lilly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Josh &amp;amp; Jenn Olsen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Mia, Mckinlee &amp;amp; Wynter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Todd &amp;amp; Liz Waits&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Connor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Brandon &amp;amp; Joyelle Turley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Jackson, Maddux &amp;amp; Capri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGtuSLuF5I/AAAAAAAACM0/e5MWLewa_5Y/s1600/partycollage5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535396427681634194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGtuSLuF5I/AAAAAAAACM0/e5MWLewa_5Y/s400/partycollage5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L-R&lt;br /&gt;1. Friends of The Wilsons&lt;br /&gt;2. Mandy &amp;amp; Brian Mancuso&lt;br /&gt;3. Mark &amp;amp; Kelly Kimber&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Josh, Bryant, Anna, Ethan &amp;amp; baby Zack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGt0RRJZGI/AAAAAAAACM8/MidHMWrGNBQ/s1600/partycollage6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535396530515174498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGt0RRJZGI/AAAAAAAACM8/MidHMWrGNBQ/s400/partycollage6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;L-R&lt;br /&gt;1. Dan &amp;amp; Amy Spencer&lt;br /&gt;Kids: Taryn, Hudson &amp;amp; Weston&lt;br /&gt;2. Us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Jacob &amp;amp; Ricky&lt;br /&gt;3. Neil &amp;amp; Mckinsey Lefler&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids: Sofi &amp;amp; Kamber&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-3333588648442507060?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/3333588648442507060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=3333588648442507060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3333588648442507060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3333588648442507060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/11/our-ward-pittsburgh-2nd-2010.html' title='Our Ward- Pittsburgh 2nd,  2010'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGsbLYjVOI/AAAAAAAACMc/Vs2GrEhbQfE/s72-c/74101_450867905835_674070835_5929202_7231519_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1870277756309595931</id><published>2010-11-02T16:17:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:29:01.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Primary Program 2010  The ABC's Of The Gospel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxR5Zz85CI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ny2fnorOOVc/s1600/61064_1625222035660_1389793354_31691866_7950820_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538391688382047266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxR5Zz85CI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ny2fnorOOVc/s400/61064_1625222035660_1389793354_31691866_7950820_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it is done! Our primary program wend wonderfully. I cannot imagine it going better if we tried. Each child said their parts in their own words and their pure little spirits just stole the show. I just love my primary kids! I just love my councilors and I sure appreciate my teachers! As time goes on I think that we have clicked and things run so well considering our small size and considerable challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb and Dianne and Linda (councilors and Secretary) were awesome and found the format that we used during the program. Together we planned each child's part and I think we got it just right. Here is the outline in case you wonder what we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC's of the Gospel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro: This year we have focused on our "Savior, Jesus Christ". His life. His ministry. His gospel. The children want to tell you what they've learned. The lessons taught by the teachers each week are sometimes have difficult principles for the students to understand, but we try to make it easy for them.......In fact, it can be as easy as the A,B, C's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have each child supplement the Letters meaning below with a scripture, experience, or testimony and an example or explanation of what it means to them. We interspersed songs that we worked on through the year as they matched the themes being shared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for the Articles of Faith&lt;br /&gt;B is for Baptism&lt;br /&gt;C is for Confirmation&lt;br /&gt;D is for Doctrine &amp;amp; Covenants&lt;br /&gt;E is for Eternal Families&lt;br /&gt;F is for Fun&lt;br /&gt;G is for Goodly Parents&lt;br /&gt;H is for the Holy Ghost&lt;br /&gt;I is for Invite (others to hear the gospel)&lt;br /&gt;J is for Joseph Smith&lt;br /&gt;K is for Knowledge&lt;br /&gt;L is for Love&lt;br /&gt;M is for Miracles&lt;br /&gt;N is for Nephi&lt;br /&gt;O is for Ordinances&lt;br /&gt;P is for Prophets&lt;br /&gt;Q is for QUIET (this one was yelled at the crowd by a sunbeam-- it was adorable.)&lt;br /&gt;R is for Redeemer&lt;br /&gt;S is for Service&lt;br /&gt;T is for Truth&lt;br /&gt;U is for Understanding&lt;br /&gt;V is for Virtue&lt;br /&gt;W is for Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;X is for eXample (this one was done by each Nursery child and parent holding a picture depicting Christs example for us. Lots of scenes from his life and they were announced what each picture was by the nursery leader.)&lt;br /&gt;Y is for Young (I loved this one: "Even though we are young, there is much good that we can do.")&lt;br /&gt;Z is for Zion (the whole primary repeated together: "Zion is a place where everyone is kind and fair and loves one another, just like Jesus taught." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed the program with remarks that varied from thank yous, testimony, examples and finished by saying that "we learn a lot of important things in primary, but if we ever forget, just remember to go back to the basics, back to our ABC's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved being a part of this program. It was rewarding to conceive of an idea, fill it in with the kids parts and watch it come to fruition. I love primary and I love my kids. I have thoroughly enjoyed this calling and really have enjoyed working with my presidency. I don't know how long I will get to serve in it but I sure do love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope yours was as cute as ours. Hope you felt the spirit like we did. Wish you were here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1870277756309595931?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1870277756309595931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1870277756309595931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1870277756309595931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1870277756309595931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/11/primary-program-2010-abcs-of-gospel.html' title='Primary Program 2010  The ABC&apos;s Of The Gospel'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNxR5Zz85CI/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ny2fnorOOVc/s72-c/61064_1625222035660_1389793354_31691866_7950820_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-226595616222077511</id><published>2010-11-02T15:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:16:57.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick Or Treat!!!  Happy Halloween Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great week leading up to the big day! Jacob and Ricky got to dress in their costumes so many times that when we got them ready to go for the real thing on Saturday night they were less than enthusiastic. They had already been to a Primary party on Tuesday, school on Friday and a party later that night. We were going to do some early trick or treating, but the kids were exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535048064914693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBw45v0HCI/AAAAAAAACH8/-lkjk-_-2bM/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We met with friends at a Ward members parents house in Monongahela at 6pm and went until about 8pm. Monongahela is a super cute town about 15 minutes South of Jefferson Hills (where we live) that has one unique old home after another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kids roamed the streets with their parents and costumes were everywhere. I have seen more ferries and super hero's this year than ever! Jacob and Ricky were a Walrus and Super Mario and they looked adorable. They loved going door to door with our friends children and got bags and bags of treats. Mom and Dad appreciated the haul later that evening after the kids went to bed and the kids passed out cold. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535048462387095138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBxQCcnpmI/AAAAAAAACIU/BzNpEfrJmLg/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both kids had a great time and mom and dad loved seeing them play and laugh as they scored one great treat after another. Thanks Monongahela! Happy Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535048283575744450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBxFoUq98I/AAAAAAAACIM/IvbPyUaYMMI/s400/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-226595616222077511?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/226595616222077511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=226595616222077511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/226595616222077511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/226595616222077511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/11/trick-or-treat-happy-halloween-everyone.html' title='Trick Or Treat!!!  Happy Halloween Everyone!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBw45v0HCI/AAAAAAAACH8/-lkjk-_-2bM/s72-c/056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-8115685993457676342</id><published>2010-10-29T10:52:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T15:32:04.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kindergarden Halloween Parade</title><content type='html'>Jacob had a parade at school today. They got to dress up and walk around the school for the older kids in the school and parents that wanted to come. Of course, I wanted to go and so did little Ricky. Just to be fun, I dressed Ricky up too! Jacob looked so adoreable in his little Super Mario Costume and Ricky cheered his brother while dressed as a walrus saying, " yay - Jacob", (sounded like yay-cub) as he went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeIAllSaI/AAAAAAAACLs/qkg8st66m5E/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535379277448825250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeIAllSaI/AAAAAAAACLs/qkg8st66m5E/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGd7db57kI/AAAAAAAACLU/IEM1sC58ZoE/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535379061854563906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGd7db57kI/AAAAAAAACLU/IEM1sC58ZoE/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeEIXk0LI/AAAAAAAACLk/j3hqPyCYRuo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeEIXk0LI/AAAAAAAACLk/j3hqPyCYRuo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeEIXk0LI/AAAAAAAACLk/j3hqPyCYRuo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535379210818080946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeEIXk0LI/AAAAAAAACLk/j3hqPyCYRuo/s400/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeEIXk0LI/AAAAAAAACLk/j3hqPyCYRuo/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the costumes his teacher &lt;strong&gt;Mrs. Vazikez&lt;/strong&gt; (on the left in the picture) and the other Kinder teacher Mrs. Mattotz decided on: A pair of die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGfze-ypjI/AAAAAAAACMM/7Ty75OBZxcI/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535381123853624882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGfze-ypjI/AAAAAAAACMM/7Ty75OBZxcI/s400/062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeTk2qVHI/AAAAAAAACL8/Mpxh7vIS0ZE/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535379476162696306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeTk2qVHI/AAAAAAAACL8/Mpxh7vIS0ZE/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Tashas daughter and is his classmate friend Allyssa was Jessie from Toy Story and also looked adoreable! I tried to get him to dress up as Woodie from Toy Story but it was to no avail. The power of Mario was too strong. I am glad he was though because he looked adoreable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeAJKlSfI/AAAAAAAACLc/91aNfWhBTuM/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535379142312544754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeAJKlSfI/AAAAAAAACLc/91aNfWhBTuM/s400/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeTk2qVHI/AAAAAAAACL8/Mpxh7vIS0ZE/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-8115685993457676342?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/8115685993457676342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=8115685993457676342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8115685993457676342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8115685993457676342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/kindergarden-halloween-parade.html' title='Kindergarden Halloween Parade'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGeIAllSaI/AAAAAAAACLs/qkg8st66m5E/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-3717191068703398554</id><published>2010-10-29T10:52:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:03:38.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Togethe &amp; Fun At The Pumpkin Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBua3IG3wI/AAAAAAAACHs/7MWfQYWp_d4/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535045349791948546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBua3IG3wI/AAAAAAAACHs/7MWfQYWp_d4/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBro54M-TI/AAAAAAAACHE/ZSswGS4yOaA/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535042292513831218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBro54M-TI/AAAAAAAACHE/ZSswGS4yOaA/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year since Jake was about 2, we have taken him to the pumpkin patches and set him loose. There are always fun things to do each time we go. Here in Pittsburgh there is a great farm called Roselin Farms (up North) that is a pretty drive to get there and the grounds are beautiful. They go all out each year and have everything available for kids from hey rides, haunted barns, pumpkin picking, cute corn mazes, treats, and petting farms. We took Ricky this year for the first time and had a ball! Both kids enjoyed each thing that they could do. Rick and I were just there to watch their cute faces light up at each new thing. I cannot deny though, that the kettle corn is always an extra good enough reason for me to attend as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we decided to hit the huge market downtown and go to our favorite Italian import store Pennsylvania Macaroni Co. If you have been, you understand why we go down, fight crowds, stand in line forever and pay for parking. It is unlike any market most people have ever been to. If you have not been there, come visit and I promise to take you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is some proof of our mischief at the Market:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBiuQAN0PI/AAAAAAAACFc/RCXZCwTBwkQ/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535032488747716850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBiuQAN0PI/AAAAAAAACFc/RCXZCwTBwkQ/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBkWwLIRvI/AAAAAAAACF0/obb4QBSLsWQ/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535034284089820914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBkWwLIRvI/AAAAAAAACF0/obb4QBSLsWQ/s400/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBic__kgDI/AAAAAAAACFM/hD-jXpQZjb4/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535032192392265778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBic__kgDI/AAAAAAAACFM/hD-jXpQZjb4/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBi1a86pVI/AAAAAAAACFk/bsKFb6d-dU4/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535032611945751890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBi1a86pVI/AAAAAAAACFk/bsKFb6d-dU4/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBi_-wjHuI/AAAAAAAACFs/ZwZ8SlsoRCU/s1600/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535032793356246754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBi_-wjHuI/AAAAAAAACFs/ZwZ8SlsoRCU/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LATER AT THE FARM:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBrYq-IjyI/AAAAAAAACG0/9HfpsCpN3S4/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535042013634268962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBrYq-IjyI/AAAAAAAACG0/9HfpsCpN3S4/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBp-gTjA7I/AAAAAAAACF8/et3BAxFGpRQ/s1600/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535040464583066546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBp-gTjA7I/AAAAAAAACF8/et3BAxFGpRQ/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBqUNaHGmI/AAAAAAAACGE/7XFHs8-0z6Y/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535040837467445858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBqUNaHGmI/AAAAAAAACGE/7XFHs8-0z6Y/s400/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBq6hBzq0I/AAAAAAAACGM/wbawv7_vQp4/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535041495569247042" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBsAAQCi5I/AAAAAAAACHU/IJIX8I8AZYk/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-3717191068703398554?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/3717191068703398554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=3717191068703398554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3717191068703398554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3717191068703398554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkin-farm-fun.html' title='Saturday Togethe &amp; Fun At The Pumpkin Farm'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNBua3IG3wI/AAAAAAAACHs/7MWfQYWp_d4/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6761962923612908982</id><published>2010-10-25T21:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:06:52.898-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing If Not Honnest!  The Moment Moms Dread</title><content type='html'>Well, I had the moment I have dreaded for a long time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with Ricky on Friday and kissing his chubby belly when I called him a little chubby baby. We always call him this (even though he is not really that big). Jacob smiled, laughed a second and then asked. "mom, what does chubby mean"? I told him it was when there was extra weight on the belly &amp;amp; body (neck, legs, rear, what have you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacob said,"oh, I understand", and thought to himself for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes....The moment I dreaded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked up at me after that moment of reflection and said, " so are you chubby momma"? I wanted to ground him, sell him, or just do anything but answer! But,  I being honest said, " well, unfortunately Jacob I am a bit chubby honey".  It was like vinegar in my mouth to say it, but I would have confused him if I said no.  Clearly, I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honest, however, I did not care to linger on the subject.  Immediately, I explained that no one wants to be called chubby over the age of 2 years old.  It was okay for Ricky, but not for others.  I told him to be sure not to ask others if they were chubby!  It was my own fault thought!  I told him what it meant!  I wish it was one of the times that I called Ricky beautiful that Jacob asked about!  I could have used a compliment that day (actually, Jakie usually says that too thought...he is sweet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to say that I took it in strides and that I was okay with it since kids are brutally honest, but I wasn't. I have thought his very statement about myself for years now but have kinda just gotten through it the best I could. The truth is though that I hate feeling tired &amp;amp; uncomfortable &amp;amp; = I cant even tell you how much I hate that I don't enjoy shopping for clothing anymore. It was one of my favorite things to do! 2 kids and no exercise takes its toll! A schedule full of kids, husbands, dinners, chores, duties, etc. doesn't make it easy to find time to get to the gym either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, It took me all afternoon to digest the honest comment and then at about 4pm I snapped. I decided to buy a treadmill for the house (scheduled to arrive this next week) that I could use daily for enough cardio to make a difference and (although I already eat pretty well), I am going to amp it up with my favorite eating habits on the ABS Diet. If you have never heard of it, It is awesome and it really works...fast. Rick does it with me just because If I cook, he ends up eating the healthy stuff I make, and we both see results each time. I will have to balance all cardio &amp;amp; eating efforts with 3 days of resistance training per week to see results, but I think I can commit if I make it the first thing I do in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am just admitting that I need the change! Thank goodness it was Jake that said it. He is hard to hold a grudge against:) I wonder if there is someone else out there might be feeling the same as me &amp;amp; maybe someone wants to start with me? Why wait till New Years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I could post monthly progress and tips that work (only ones that work) here in the blog so that I can remember my progress and so that I don't suddenly pop up looking too different (because come H*** or High Water, I am going to get back on track this time!). Well skip the starter photo because I don't really want to remember myself as I am right now. I mean I love myself and all, I just want to put up the first one that I am excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See... Nothing if not honest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6761962923612908982?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6761962923612908982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6761962923612908982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6761962923612908982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6761962923612908982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-if-not-honnest-moment-moms.html' title='Nothing If Not Honnest!  The Moment Moms Dread'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2218499664685849632</id><published>2010-10-25T15:13:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:20:28.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple In Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMmwjRa3GrI/AAAAAAAACE8/luVQ3ocU4Hc/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533147737219340978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMmwjRa3GrI/AAAAAAAACE8/luVQ3ocU4Hc/s400/image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMXXr-aHt7I/AAAAAAAACE0/i08NH_r6maU/s1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he Rome, Italy Temple!&lt;/strong&gt; Plans are all set! (I thought it was done, but looks like I was wrong.  The planning is over and now it is just starting the actual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;development&lt;/span&gt; stage.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is hard to believe that I was there trying to get a district in Rome (first steps preparatory to a temple) almost 11 years ago. (99-2001) The grounds are still in development but it sure looks beautiful. Cant wait to see it when it is finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;imagine&lt;/span&gt; the families and friends that I served going in and being sealed together forever. I sure miss everyone that I served with and hope that I can be there to join them! I will be back some day soon! I think that the missionaries that served to get this thing built should go back and see it dedicated! Anyone want to join me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It really fits in with the feel of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you think? I cant wait to see the press on it when it is finished in.... well, whenever it is finished. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2218499664685849632?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2218499664685849632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2218499664685849632' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2218499664685849632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2218499664685849632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/temple-in-rome.html' title='Temple In Rome'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMmwjRa3GrI/AAAAAAAACE8/luVQ3ocU4Hc/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7253897540072996215</id><published>2010-10-23T17:49:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T15:12:28.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FHE Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Every year we do as millions of Americans do and we carve our pumpkins and eat pumpkin things. Rick took the lead and carved a great bat into his pumpkin and I started trying to make a web design and quickly gave up and carved a silly face. I forget how much work it is each year until about 15 minutes into it. Jacob was impressed with both and relished the "guts" being scooped, dumped and pulled out. Ricky loved watching, trying to grab the knives and generally climbing up to see what was going on. I capped of the night by making pumpkin chocolate chip cookies for us to snack on as we finished up our masterpieces. Everyone loved it.... Especially little Ricky. Big Ricky and Jake were fans as well though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See our handy work:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMOCiVisjCI/AAAAAAAACEU/X_hXOMJSHHE/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531408293750934562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMOCiVisjCI/AAAAAAAACEU/X_hXOMJSHHE/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMOCpdxYggI/AAAAAAAACEc/lCI8VccLTuM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531408416219103746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMOCpdxYggI/AAAAAAAACEc/lCI8VccLTuM/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later that evening we answered the age old questions: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question: If monkey sees, does monkey really do? Answer...Ours does!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Question: Why don't we run with buckets on our heads? Answer...Just see below:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Video To Come-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7253897540072996215?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7253897540072996215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7253897540072996215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7253897540072996215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7253897540072996215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/ever-wonder-why-we-dont-run-with.html' title='FHE Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMOCiVisjCI/AAAAAAAACEU/X_hXOMJSHHE/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1950931461248865342</id><published>2010-10-23T17:48:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:05:34.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricks New Calling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wanted to announce to everyone that Rick was just called to a new position in our ward (Pittsburgh 2nd Ward). We got a call from the Stake President on Friday (while at Niagra Falls) asking to meet with us both that following Sunday (Oct 11th) morning before church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, we began to think about all of the things that someone could have told about us. Just kidding!! Actually, we thought about all of the callings in the ward this could be for and narrowed it down to either Elders Quarum or Bishopric. None of the other callings would have required the Stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thought about all of the possibilities and even worried for 4 seconds about Rick being called as bishop and then assured ourselves that it was not likely (to him, but I think he cold do it). We mulled it over and teased a bit and finally decided it did not matter what the calling or request would be. We would do what ever we were called to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were relieved and surprised (simultaneously) when Rick was actually called to be the 1st councilor to the new Bishop. Bishop Harroldson requested that Rick be first councilor and another brother in the ward Josh Olsen (amazing guy) be the second councilor. Rick accepted and I agreed to support him in his duties. I know that With the Bishop Harroldson and Brother Olsens help, he will magnify the calling as he does with every other effort in his life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMXGqEyVn5I/AAAAAAAACEk/Wh4I68o5A7U/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532046143436201874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMXGqEyVn5I/AAAAAAAACEk/Wh4I68o5A7U/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so proud of Rick. What a great example of willingness to serve and what a great thing to serve the ward. I cant wait to help him grow in the calling and see how it changes him, how it changes us and how it blesses our family. He even has the right name for the calling! Get it...Bishop Rick (bishopric). He was going to tell that joke if he was called on for a testimony his first Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss the Bishop and Bishopric of the past (Bishop Burnette, 1st Councilor Brother Lefler, 2nd Councilor Brother Campbell. They did a wonderful job and left big shoes to fill.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Picture of Bishopric to come here-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1950931461248865342?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1950931461248865342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1950931461248865342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1950931461248865342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1950931461248865342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/ricks-new-calling.html' title='Ricks New Calling'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMXGqEyVn5I/AAAAAAAACEk/Wh4I68o5A7U/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2086060718226168287</id><published>2010-10-23T14:23:00.044-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T18:57:51.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Palmyra, New York &amp; The Sacred Grove</title><content type='html'>For the second time for me and I think 3rd for Rick (First for the kids) we made the trek north to Palmyra, NY. both times were mid fall and this time was every bit as beautiful as the first visit we made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNE3-oLylI/AAAAAAAACBU/RF01aTEciAA/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340495836138066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNE3-oLylI/AAAAAAAACBU/RF01aTEciAA/s400/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHZ2OwrxI/AAAAAAAACCk/EFVbvzNTqIg/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531343276720828178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHZ2OwrxI/AAAAAAAACCk/EFVbvzNTqIg/s400/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palmyra is 4 &amp;amp; 1/2 hours north of us here in PA, and about 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 hours East of Niagara Falls, NY. We stayed the night before so it was a comfortable, early morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was struck by the same peace, happiness, gratitude I felt as we once again we heard the testimonies of the Missionaries that walked us through the visitor centers, into the restored Smith home and property, and other historical sites, and finally, walked through the Sacred Grove. I loved waking through the property and seeing the colors, the trees and then in the middle, seeing the Palmyra Temple coming up out of the trees. It was so beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNE-FP3ClI/AAAAAAAACBc/sVhOJTME61g/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340600692378194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNE-FP3ClI/AAAAAAAACBc/sVhOJTME61g/s400/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFRcT5kfI/AAAAAAAACB0/dK9NtNAvtFg/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFRcT5kfI/AAAAAAAACB0/dK9NtNAvtFg/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFRcT5kfI/AAAAAAAACB0/dK9NtNAvtFg/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFDoeHH3I/AAAAAAAACBk/IqhJTO4oPNA/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340696046739314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFDoeHH3I/AAAAAAAACBk/IqhJTO4oPNA/s400/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFRcT5kfI/AAAAAAAACB0/dK9NtNAvtFg/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340933300851186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFRcT5kfI/AAAAAAAACB0/dK9NtNAvtFg/s400/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also loved stood in the home that Joseph stood in as he went about his days, studied the scriptures and finally decided to ask God so that he could be given that knowledge "liberally", and "upbraided not", as he was promised in James 1: 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFLaNn0II/AAAAAAAACBs/hcDrbqmT70s/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340829658435714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFLaNn0II/AAAAAAAACBs/hcDrbqmT70s/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNEn91L6eI/AAAAAAAACBM/Wwo_AmPg8dM/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531340220744329698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNEn91L6eI/AAAAAAAACBM/Wwo_AmPg8dM/s400/065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNGjzSpeKI/AAAAAAAACCU/wkUm9kZ6juQ/s1600/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531342348218890402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNGjzSpeKI/AAAAAAAACCU/wkUm9kZ6juQ/s400/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNI6w8NSEI/AAAAAAAACDk/dmwZo8C_WlA/s1600/129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531344941748144194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNI6w8NSEI/AAAAAAAACDk/dmwZo8C_WlA/s400/129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such an aid to my understanding to look over the artifacts that were either original to the family or perfect replica of what it would have been. Standing in that room I could really imagine Josephs mind being focused on which church to join as his family divided and chose different faiths to join. I could imagine his confusion over the scriptures being explained so differently by everyone around him. I can imagine how a boy of 14 would believe that the Lord would answer him. The simpler times I think lead to that kind of reflection that we so often miss during our day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking through the grove was amazing and I don't believe I have ever felt more peace and quite! I wish I lived near by. I would go daily. I think regardless of where we live, everyone should go once. I recommend Spring and Fall. They are magnificent. I just kept thinking of the first lines of Josph's First Prayer: " Oh how lovely was the morning. Radiant beamed the sun above. Bees were humming, sweet birds singing, music ringing through the grove." It really felt that way. The beauty of the fall colors, the cool breeze, the soft, warm sun, and the woodsy smells made it all come to life for me. I loved it &amp;amp; the whole morning was such a great experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved being there with my husband and kids (even if Jake did wine for the entire hour that we were in the grove! Oh well, the Lord forgives us I am sure! He has kids too. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My time in the grove really solidified the connection I feel Joseph Smiths account of the First Vision. I could not help but continually think to myself...." I believe, I believe". Some say it is silly to believe in God, in Religion, In a 14 year old's account of seeing God the Father and Jesus Christ, but I guess everyone has to find out for themselves. As for me.. all I can say is"I Believe". In fact, I would be better to say "I know".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another great highlight of the trip was that we also got to enjoy a stop at the Hill Cumorah. It was a few miles from the Smith Farm and once heck of a trek! I decided that I need more cardie in my day as I huffed and puffed up that steep grade to the top where we reached a monument marking that great witness of Joseph taking the plates from the place that he had been told they would be (in vision by the angel Moroni). It was such a difficult terrain to maneuver through even with paths and walk ways. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The experiences of the day all made me even more grateful for the knowledge of the Gospel, the knowledge of what was done for me and the chance to stand in those places hundreds of years later. I recommend it to anyone that has the inclination, Mormon or not!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not help but get some pictures of the kids while in the beautiful fall colors. What can I say.... They are just cute &amp;amp; they smile so they are always my favorite subject to shoot! The light was way too harsh at 12pm &amp;amp; the kids were tired, but I think they came out cute anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHsfgsiAI/AAAAAAAACC8/qJqFCqfkeMU/s1600/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531343597039552514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHsfgsiAI/AAAAAAAACC8/qJqFCqfkeMU/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNI08KCdEI/AAAAAAAACDc/0aouU5hVidg/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531344841679729730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNI08KCdEI/AAAAAAAACDc/0aouU5hVidg/s400/128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNIwELvDvI/AAAAAAAACDU/qodEk3_Qmc0/s1600/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531344757934984946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNIwELvDvI/AAAAAAAACDU/qodEk3_Qmc0/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFY1c37vI/AAAAAAAACB8/4KIvX5lKG8c/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531341060308463346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNFY1c37vI/AAAAAAAACB8/4KIvX5lKG8c/s400/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNH4jV15fI/AAAAAAAACDM/wmMFGf6RqDc/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531343804226201074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNH4jV15fI/AAAAAAAACDM/wmMFGf6RqDc/s400/121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHyetOpMI/AAAAAAAACDE/gKvrwTAnsxs/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531343699902899394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHyetOpMI/AAAAAAAACDE/gKvrwTAnsxs/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHlynIsbI/AAAAAAAACC0/XkEUPORvuVs/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531343481907753394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNHlynIsbI/AAAAAAAACC0/XkEUPORvuVs/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2086060718226168287?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2086060718226168287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2086060718226168287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2086060718226168287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2086060718226168287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/palmyra-new-york-sacred-grove.html' title='Palmyra, New York &amp; The Sacred Grove'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMNE3-oLylI/AAAAAAAACBU/RF01aTEciAA/s72-c/068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4914906742157536255</id><published>2010-10-15T19:13:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:44:59.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Niagara Or Bust!!</title><content type='html'>I have always wanted to get to Niagra Falls, NY. I remember watching a documentary about the men that went over the falls when I was a child (in a history class in 5th grade). I always wanted to see the falls up close and feel the spray from the mist. Well, I can now check that off of my list of things I would love to see in my life. Rick came home one day, a few weeks ago and said that he needed a break. He wanted to go away for a weekend and see something new. We thought about it for weeks and mulled over going to see D.C.. Philadelphia, Virginia, but when he suggested Niagara Falls &amp;amp; upstate New York, I was sold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left on a Friday after Jacob got out of School and drove the full 5 hours. We loved the beautiful drive! The fall colors are in full force so we got shots of bright yellows, oranges, browns, greens, oh, it was beautiful! Every turn was a new scene and after we got out of Pittsburgh it was farms and woods as far as we could see. I really do love PA for that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM6bx_nfQI/AAAAAAAACAc/7XPs4WVadsE/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531329016292146434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM6bx_nfQI/AAAAAAAACAc/7XPs4WVadsE/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We showed up in Niagara at about 4:30 pm and checked into the hotel. We realized the last trip out on the Maid of the Mist (the boat that takes you up to the falls) was in 20 minutes so we loaded up immediately and headed over. Unfortunately we got there too late to do the boat ride, but the views were amazing. I don't mind not getting soaked though. The views of the falls from the observation areas were really good, so I don't think we missed too much. I could not take my camera on it if we had either, so 15$pp made it less attractive anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwV1qQxgI/AAAAAAAAB-0/KejLQbAv1Xs/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531317919080826370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwV1qQxgI/AAAAAAAAB-0/KejLQbAv1Xs/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM134BsuSI/AAAAAAAAB_k/1v9AGCqnRfo/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The walk up to the falls was beautiful. they have a park that has bences and tree lined paths that butt right up agains the water. It was super intimidating to get up close to the rails because you really feel like you are one good sprinkling short of a flood! The overlook area at the edge of the falls (level with the water) was breath taking! The sheet power of the falls was unbelievable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwBr6ETnI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JZ-cWLvPeP4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531317572865379954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwBr6ETnI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JZ-cWLvPeP4/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwBr6ETnI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JZ-cWLvPeP4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwlRyLs4I/AAAAAAAAB-8/I_ZwQB_rgOI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531318184328278914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwlRyLs4I/AAAAAAAAB-8/I_ZwQB_rgOI/s400/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwOwUfQNI/AAAAAAAAB-s/I7Ov_eWLRpo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531317797388239058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwOwUfQNI/AAAAAAAAB-s/I7Ov_eWLRpo/s400/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shot the falls from every angle possible and I think I got a few good shots considering I was shooting directly into the sun and serious wind force. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM1siajRCI/AAAAAAAAB_U/_Qfcl5AaG_Y/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531323806609785890" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**If you have never been to Niagara, the falls are split between the US and Canada. From the US side your views are only really of the falls on the right. The Canadian side gets the view of both sides of the falls, but we did not have a passport with us to get over. See, the one in the picture below is Niagara Falls, NY. If you cross the bridge we are on and go 1/2 mile over you are in Ontario, Canada and you can see the second falls over on the far right (by the second set of mists). I like the ones we could see on the NY side though. It was plenty of beauty for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM38zn-6XI/AAAAAAAACAU/ZPqy-aGVPrE/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531326285130688882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM38zn-6XI/AAAAAAAACAU/ZPqy-aGVPrE/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMMwBr6ETnI/AAAAAAAAB-k/JZ-cWLvPeP4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4914906742157536255?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4914906742157536255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4914906742157536255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4914906742157536255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4914906742157536255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-niagara-or-bust.html' title='To Niagara Or Bust!!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TMM6bx_nfQI/AAAAAAAACAc/7XPs4WVadsE/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4271914158515975130</id><published>2010-10-14T12:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T13:09:32.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying goodbye to Old Blue!</title><content type='html'>We are "RAV"-ing Excited around here! We just traded in our mini-van for a beautiful Silver Toyota Rav-4! YAY! I have been ready to make the switch for a while and when it all finally worked out, we jumped at the chance. We were able to lower our payment (monthly), get a better financing rate and upped our mpg by about 8 per gallon! We are excited. It only had 11,000 miles on it (07) and had every feature we wanted. It even still had that new car smell. I am so glad that we made the move when we did because we were worried about repairs that could be coming and maintenance on the van when we knew we wanted to sell it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I guess we are now a Toyota family member. "I LOVE WHAT YOU DO FOR ME TOYOTA! " Anyone remember that jingle? Cheesy I know, but I love it so much I really would do a "Toyota jump." Anyone remember that commercial?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here she is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527949770231926418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLc5BxbgTpI/AAAAAAAAB48/qQEG25_-AOM/s400/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She drives even better than she looks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4271914158515975130?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4271914158515975130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4271914158515975130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4271914158515975130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4271914158515975130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/10/saying-goodbye-to-old-blue.html' title='Saying goodbye to Old Blue!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLc5BxbgTpI/AAAAAAAAB48/qQEG25_-AOM/s72-c/179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-487755731294862551</id><published>2010-09-05T15:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:49:53.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday As A Day To Rest?</title><content type='html'>Not for us! After a long day at church (3 hours +meetings) today I sat on the way home thinking about how a Sunday should be. As a kid I could not go out to play and hated that I was supposed to relax, spend time time with the family and stay indoors. As a teen I refused to do it and rebelled by riding bikes, playing sports, etc. Now as an adult that holds a deadning calling, has 2 kids and runs a home, I just want to relax, spend time with family and stay indoors on the one day for rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No such luck though. Sundays are off with a bang, often with meetings, kids to shower, breakfast to make (okay Rick does that, but I hear him as I am waking up). I do have to shower, do my hair, eat breakfast, do my make up and get my day together though. Then when we get to church it all starts rolling from there. Sacrament is non stop! We have Ricky all over us, Jake to keep in his darn seat and if I am honnest; there is often a lesson being prepared (by us both) as we try to listen to the talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we pick up even more steam as I head to Primary where I am everything from the meeting leader to the fill in teacher. Sometimes I am in the seats right with the kids, sometimes I am making copies, sometimes I am preparing a lesson on the fly, always I am keepings quiet, and always I am doing everything I can to make the day a success. I check in on classes in progress, check in on Nursery to make sure teachers are there, kids are safe, etc. There never really seems to be a time that I am not doing something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I run around, Rick is at that same time handling Ricky, teaching lessons, filling in for our piano needs in Primary or in Priesthood, teaching a class and recently teaching Elders Quarum. By the end of the day we are exhausted! I want to head home and EAT SOMETHING but often have a meeting to attend, have Rick to wait for in his meeting, or just something that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I saying all of this? Not to complain...more as a reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rick and I were talking about our callings and we both agreed that this ward has been one of our favorite places that we have held callings. Now, given my last few paragraphs of work we do I am sure that you are wondering why?! Well, I guess we came to the conclusion that we love it because we are making a difference. We are needed and we are able to help. It is such a great feeling to know that what we do (especially when it is taxing ) is for the benefit of others and that they apreciate it. It makes me grateful for a church that uses my tallents, my weaknesses, and everything else in between.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-487755731294862551?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/487755731294862551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=487755731294862551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/487755731294862551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/487755731294862551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-as-day-to-rest.html' title='Sunday As A Day To Rest?'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-8055098789531060039</id><published>2010-09-03T09:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:25:02.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Rick!  The Big 30...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Rick! Yep, he is now the big 30! Finally!!! He will hate this picture but I love it.  He is always so fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512862750255541330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TIGfdoR27FI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EeIDla_KJkU/s400/256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned 30 almost 2 years ago and I have been looking forward to us being in our 30's together. It is a regular old Friday with work, school, housework, kids..etc but wee plan to celebrate this evening with a night out with the kids. Rick is really hard to buy for since when I ask he never tells me he wants anything. I have to keep a list going all year long with things he mentions here and there so that I always know he wanted what I get him. This year his present is definitely a gift he will enjoy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be a quite, family style little party but we seem to love that best. I like looking over at Rick smile as he gets his birthday desert and think that he is totally happy with our 2 kids and crazy wife. I love just being together as our celebration. One day I will switch it up and throw a huge bash, but tonight....Golden Corral (Ricks request,...ugh!) and presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is where I gush about Rick huh. I always list all of the things I love about Rick every Birthday, and I still feel exactly the same about him this year as I did last year. He is still loving, kind, funny, strong, interesting, smart, successful, handsome, nutty, a great father, a great husband, a great example, a great person, etc.. Still the same, always just a little better at them each year. This year is no exception. I have seen him just try harder, work longer at things and accomplish more. I love to see him do it too. I truly feel like his successes (Which are many) are mine too. If I had to pick just one thing this year I would say the thing I love about Rick the most (or that stand out to me most this year) is his willingness to make it work. It does not matter what the issue is (family, marriage, kids,work, callings) he makes it work. He realizes what must be done to make things work and he adapts himself to the situation. It may take a bit of stubborn time for him to do it, but I can always count on compromise, compassion, love and concern in the end. He has really come into his own on this over this year with a little prodding from his wife (of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Rick! I hope your 30th is the best and that this year is as great as 30 was for me. We love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-8055098789531060039?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/8055098789531060039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=8055098789531060039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8055098789531060039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/8055098789531060039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-rick-big-30.html' title='Happy Birthday Rick!  The Big 30...'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TIGfdoR27FI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EeIDla_KJkU/s72-c/256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7378995272790343370</id><published>2010-09-03T09:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:04:25.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's First Day At School!</title><content type='html'>There were so many sad tears shed as we let our baby walk away into that big building called school without us to watch over him. We talked about it for weeks, dreaded it for months, and just as we expected it was a rough day for both Rick and I. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512687322538029314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TID_6ZGtsQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/9eU3OZyUj28/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We decided to get his things all ready the night before and take Jacob to a special first day breakfast. Rick pushed back his meetings, got the kids ready and we headed out to Denny's for a grand slam. We ate and went over the rules with Jakie one more time.... "Raise your hands, don't hit, spit, poke, push, talk back, say yes Mam, be nice to everyone, don't pick your nose, ask for help with your belt if you go to the bathroom, don't go with any strangers, well be here to pick you up so don't ride the bus!" Most of it I am sure he would never do, but who knows right? After we were sure his belly was full, his excitement level was up and his brain was full of manners that would wow his teacher, we set off for school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512687637655276802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TIEAMvAhTQI/AAAAAAAAB4k/MZDrIwHvPXE/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We parked, got out and walked him up to the front door where we were told we could not go any further. There was a police officer there the first day helping get kid in, the principal was out greeting the buses and teachers were everywhere so I should not have been nervous when they said he was to go to the gym to meet his teacher and hear an assembly for the first day, but I was. I watched him walk in so excited, so ready to be a big boy and both Rick and I started to tear up. I have a hard time believing I am old enough to have 2 kids, never mind that I have a 5 &amp;amp; 1/2 year old. It really was sad. Rick was worse off than me though. It has been weeks of tearing up for him just thinking about Jakie heading off to Kindergarten. Ha, we are probably big losers, but we just love having him home, love having him be a little red head baby and now he is a big read headed boy. We walked back to the van, loaded up Ricky in his seat and headed off to get Rick to work without Jake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worried about him having fun, learning and listening, but before I knew it I was headed to pick him up. He came out so excited and true to form, he had a wonderful time and did great. His teacher was a young, sweet lady named Mrs. Fazikez and she loved Jake. He raised his hand (yes!), called her mam (yes!) and listened (as much as can be expected by a little busy read head). All in all, I was happy to know he did not cry, he did not feel scared and he did not wish he was somewhere else. He was just happy to see other kids, learn something and be out for a bit. A treat from McDonald's and some kisses ended our first day (afternoon) at school and I have to say it went well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny Story: Jacob said that there was a little boy named Mitchell in his class that got lots of checks next to his name for not listening, talking during the lessons, hitting, &amp;amp; I cant remember what else. Jake said he got in trouble all day and that at the end of the day the little boy missed out on his play time at recess. Anyway, I was on the phone with Rick telling him about Ricks day after I picked him up. As I told Rick about Mitchell he laughed and Jake said he was glad that he was not being naughty because Mitchell was going to get a call from the teacher. Rick asked him how Jacobs day was and Jakie said " I was a good boy, I don't know about Mitchell, but I sure had a good day". Silly boy. I love to hear his little thoughts come out just as he is thinking them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7378995272790343370?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7378995272790343370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7378995272790343370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7378995272790343370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7378995272790343370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/09/jacobs-first-day-at-school.html' title='Jacob&apos;s First Day At School!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TID_6ZGtsQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/9eU3OZyUj28/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6258505393795212085</id><published>2010-08-27T20:32:00.030-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:35:29.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats Up With Us?</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness!! I cannot believe it the end of summer! I cannot believe I have not blogged in so long. I have so many things to catch up on and have put everything off for so long that I just dreaded catching up. So.. Here is the low down on the best of the best things missed! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July was hot, muggy and yucky. 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did manage to get out to see the Buttler County Fair this year. Hot is hot, but the weather was so hot we all ended up with head aches and headed home a little earlier than we thought we would. Jake loved it and I am willing to bet that the sheep that goosed me (yep, goosed me) was Jakies favorite part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here he is, that little gooser: I felt like I was back in Italy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXEQA_DAI/AAAAAAAAB88/5NFKoaqMrhE/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527982798150765570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXEQA_DAI/AAAAAAAAB88/5NFKoaqMrhE/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXcxU8DhI/AAAAAAAAB9E/-SUYTYRC3C0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527983219409686034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXcxU8DhI/AAAAAAAAB9E/-SUYTYRC3C0/s400/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXtZfkSUI/AAAAAAAAB9M/sg5-2H5vkRQ/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527983505069590850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdXtZfkSUI/AAAAAAAAB9M/sg5-2H5vkRQ/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdYxeviyVI/AAAAAAAAB9U/JGQbKEhMUsM/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527984674709883218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdYxeviyVI/AAAAAAAAB9U/JGQbKEhMUsM/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick graduated from his Fellowship program in July (first part) and was honored at a great luncheon with the other fellows of past, present &amp;amp; future. Rick is still the Administrator of GI at Presbyterian &amp;amp; Shadyside Hospitals, and has taken on Pulmonary Services as well (as an interim administrator.) He is busy, busy, busy and we are so proud of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Left to Right:&lt;/strong&gt; Physicians Services Fellows Franchesca, Laura &amp;amp; Gillian &amp;amp; Cho-coo at far right end. Administrative Fellows: Mark &amp;amp; Rick are next to each other)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdMEF5JpoI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BjxwBIECuF8/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527970700805645954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdMEF5JpoI/AAAAAAAAB7s/BjxwBIECuF8/s400/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August came in with the same furious storms and the month passed so quickly. Our time this summer was spent getting over the surgery, cleaning out the house, hitting the pool, getting Jake ready for School at a reading camp he participated in for 2 weeks in July, lounging indoors much of the time due to the previously mentioned horrible weather, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing to happen all summer was when Kate and Mom Shumway visited in August. They stayed from the 15-22nd and we loved it!! It was so great for the kids to see family and although we missed Cam a ton, we had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGVSm4D_UI/AAAAAAAACIk/14wlzB4zcnQ/s1600/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGVSm4D_UI/AAAAAAAACIk/14wlzB4zcnQ/s1600/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535369563920923970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGVSm4D_UI/AAAAAAAACIk/14wlzB4zcnQ/s400/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGW5GI4WuI/AAAAAAAACKk/_v4ksBjRMcs/s1600/DSC00571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535371324659620578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGW5GI4WuI/AAAAAAAACKk/_v4ksBjRMcs/s400/DSC00571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGXDQ1KJfI/AAAAAAAACK0/UtFkyQzTqBI/s1600/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535371499328382450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGXDQ1KJfI/AAAAAAAACK0/UtFkyQzTqBI/s400/DSC00629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGXUWUUw9I/AAAAAAAACLE/8p0mKTjEZ5c/s1600/DSC00645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535371792859055058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGXUWUUw9I/AAAAAAAACLE/8p0mKTjEZ5c/s400/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went up to Grove City for a little shopping at the Outlet mall and then up to Lake Erie to see the shore front. IT was amazing to see how large the lake is and how much it looked like an ocean! If it had a larger wave break, I would have thought it was! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdTCMb5j_I/AAAAAAAAB8s/54ePr4_46PI/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527978364783661042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdTCMb5j_I/AAAAAAAAB8s/54ePr4_46PI/s400/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdTJl2ZbRI/AAAAAAAAB80/cy6FYFoG8nw/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527978491864771858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdTJl2ZbRI/AAAAAAAAB80/cy6FYFoG8nw/s400/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun, but it was HOT! The drive up and back were worth it though! Such fun!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of our other favorite times were when we all got to go to Kirtland, OH and did our favorite church history tours at the John Johnson Farm, The Kirtland Temple, Historic Kirtland, and then a few miles out to Marie Yoders Restaurant ( An Amish favorite of ours).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWYVf7GtI/AAAAAAAACJk/WK8_1rRceTo/s1600/DSC00537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370761847118546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWYVf7GtI/AAAAAAAACJk/WK8_1rRceTo/s400/DSC00537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWv6RLYLI/AAAAAAAACKU/FLlQIt06wbw/s1600/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535371166854373554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWv6RLYLI/AAAAAAAACKU/FLlQIt06wbw/s400/DSC00564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWrs4yHbI/AAAAAAAACKM/6IfS7IhDjJU/s1600/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535371094542917042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWrs4yHbI/AAAAAAAACKM/6IfS7IhDjJU/s400/DSC00555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWVOAuYBI/AAAAAAAACJc/_Ix66DY6-Xo/s1600/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370708297605138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWVOAuYBI/AAAAAAAACJc/_Ix66DY6-Xo/s400/DSC00532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were endless activities during Mom &amp;amp; Katie's whole trip including Chuck-e-cheese, shopping around town, restaurants galore and just lots of talk time. We miss them tremendously now that they have headed home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWM4byBgI/AAAAAAAACJM/zq34I5JjuyU/s1600/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370565066556930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWM4byBgI/AAAAAAAACJM/zq34I5JjuyU/s400/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGV62xx-wI/AAAAAAAACIs/vOZUCe9G7OE/s1600/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370255384312578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGV62xx-wI/AAAAAAAACIs/vOZUCe9G7OE/s400/DSC00457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGV62xx-wI/AAAAAAAACIs/vOZUCe9G7OE/s1600/DSC00457.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGV_JhgRNI/AAAAAAAACI0/-8rgk0vjCi0/s1600/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370329135793362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGV_JhgRNI/AAAAAAAACI0/-8rgk0vjCi0/s400/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWDXef2cI/AAAAAAAACI8/5PuMzHFpNsE/s1600/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535370401600756162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TNGWDXef2cI/AAAAAAAACI8/5PuMzHFpNsE/s400/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summer may be ending, but have so many more things to do like school starting soon, leaves changing, weather getting crisp, etc. and I feel a little more inspired to get out there and capturing it all for memories. Watch for our adventures as we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6258505393795212085?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6258505393795212085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6258505393795212085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6258505393795212085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6258505393795212085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/08/whats-up-with-us.html' title='Whats Up With Us?'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdNrCuLp_I/AAAAAAAAB70/hxWnS7bffg8/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4399849691043785002</id><published>2010-07-20T13:55:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T14:27:02.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Reveal!!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is all over. I did it. I got the nose job, I can breathe, I am fully recovered so here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drum Role Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta Da!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I looked so good they gave me an Oscar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500877025266004018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcKgnQWcDI/AAAAAAAAB30/h6S5b1q_il4/s400/sandra-bullock-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HA HA! Clearly I am kidding! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dr. kept me looking like me (just as I requested). Most people cant even really tell, but to me it is so dramatic!  I think that my whole face now looks more lined up and symmetrical.  He just lifted the tip of the nose and made the septum more straight and less droopy. He re-aligned my whole nostrils so that I can breathe and I am thrilled with the results. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nose is not perfectly straight or perfect at all (just as he warned), but as I said in his office before the surgery "that is okay, nothing on me is perfect anyway". I figure good breathing and a reasonably straight nose is good enough for me. I am so glad that i did it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recovery sucks, but I would do it again 10x's just to breathe a full breath in through my nose! I love it. I feel less tired, less claustrophobic and I think I look less crooked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I am happy, happy, happy. Now I just have to get back on track with my workout! I feel much better about that prospect now that I can breathe! YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much thanks to everyone that brought over dinners, wished us well and still spoke to me in public while my nose was swollen. Seriously, it was huge! I Was all nose and 2 little eyes for the first 8-10 days after the surgery. It is still a tiny bit swollen at times, but in about 3 weeks to maybe even a year I will get the final result. I am happy now so if it gets better that would be great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500879815414113522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcNDBXf5PI/AAAAAAAAB4U/P9BY80zDorU/s400/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500873863072575922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcHojKr8bI/AAAAAAAAB3k/7Lv3oN97X04/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500873947602630466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcHteEON0I/AAAAAAAAB3s/lWv6LLIBZxA/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just a reminder of what it was:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500877938404278306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcLVw9ewCI/AAAAAAAAB38/nObmpchMwlg/s400/178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4399849691043785002?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4399849691043785002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4399849691043785002' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4399849691043785002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4399849691043785002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-reveal.html' title='The Big Reveal!!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TFcKgnQWcDI/AAAAAAAAB30/h6S5b1q_il4/s72-c/sandra-bullock-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-466965349148573711</id><published>2010-07-14T16:19:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:43:10.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery For Sarah</title><content type='html'>This is a total breach of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HIPPA&lt;/span&gt; but since it is my own I will not worry. I go into surgery tomorrow for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rhynoplasty&lt;/span&gt; (a nose job). Specifically to fix my funky nose that slants to the right inside and a little on the outside. I have a deviated septum that has over the years gotten out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt;. Most people cant tell, but my pics don't lie! This darn thing is so crooked inside and from underneath and it has become more and more of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nuisance&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, it has become noticeably more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; to breath. It has affected me in so many ways like sleep quality being poor, hard to breath during exercise, I am tired all of the time, exacerbated allergies, sinus infections, etc. I am ready to fix the problem and if I look cuter in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;process&lt;/span&gt;....well, why not? I cant wait to post this one with the after photo, but I must say, looking at the before, i am ready for tomorrow and the quality breathing that will follow! I would not do it just to look better, but the Dr. said that over time I would have less and less airflow and that it would continue to effect me. See... Here are a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt;. Just casual shots I took out and about, but I took them myself so they are angled slightly up. In exhibit one, you can see that my nose clearly goes to my right. That is because my nose is jacked and goes to the right...Just kidding. Hopefully, that will be corrected.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863378395845122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4foonP0gI/AAAAAAAAB3M/C5ZwXScBFDE/s400/178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863519874380210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4fw3qW8bI/AAAAAAAAB3U/_-c_jU96mbc/s400/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This one shows the bottom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;septum&lt;/span&gt; of the nose and how it goes down. That will be the biggest part of the change that will be done. That and the nostrils. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I am nothing if not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt;. So what right? We are all flawed in some way. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;luckily&lt;/span&gt; insurance covers this fix for my flaw. For that reason, I say Just Do It! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cant wait to post the afters. I will update in about 6-8 days after my nose heals and I can do my make up. Love Ya All! Thanks to everyone helping me with the kids, meals, etc. We sure love you and plan to return the favor any time you need it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-466965349148573711?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/466965349148573711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=466965349148573711' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/466965349148573711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/466965349148573711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/surgerty-for-sarah.html' title='Surgery For Sarah'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4foonP0gI/AAAAAAAAB3M/C5ZwXScBFDE/s72-c/178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4857078277018254795</id><published>2010-07-14T15:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T15:19:19.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Message In A.....Balloon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4NpUlNFYI/AAAAAAAAB2s/LylDMyfinsw/s1600/2010-07-043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493843598989137282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4NpUlNFYI/AAAAAAAAB2s/LylDMyfinsw/s400/2010-07-043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob spend much of last week talking about Grandpa Shumway and how he wished he could talk to hm. We told him that he could just talk to him, but he was confused about talking to him vs praying to him. So, we followed some great advice from Grandma Shumway and we attached our messages to Grandpa to a helium filled balloon and sent it straight up! It was sweet to see Jacob so excited as he told me the very things he wanted me to write to grandpa. He expressed all that was in his heart in many little messages and we set it off at dawn a few weeks ago. I think it should be something we do as often as possible, but always on the 24th of July (the anniversary of Dad's passing) so that we can keep him in our fore thoughts. We miss you Dad! Hope you liked the balloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4857078277018254795?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4857078277018254795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4857078277018254795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4857078277018254795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4857078277018254795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/message-in-aballoon.html' title='Message In A.....Balloon.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TD4NpUlNFYI/AAAAAAAAB2s/LylDMyfinsw/s72-c/2010-07-043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1257020902419430779</id><published>2010-07-12T13:54:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T16:31:22.364-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricky Turned 1  (June 7, 2010)</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Baby Boy! I CANT believe that he has turned one! I swear that I still see him as that huge baby they handed me after 9 months of misery! We planned our trip to California back in March and I did not even realize that it was over his birthday until April when I started thinking about him turning one. So, we were away for the celebration (well, how much can you really celebrate for a one year old???) but made the best of it. We spend the 7th in the Disney Land Park for the whole day. We got him a Mickey Mouse Ears hat that Jacob and Ricky shared (Ricky would not wear it the whole day) and went out to eat to celebrate that night. The tradition of smashing the first birthday cake was done with our interpretation if a cupcake, a hotel room, lots of towels and a baby that ended up with that cupcake in every nook and cranny on his body. It was messy and the lighting was horrible, so the pics are poor quality, but fun to remember none the less!   I added a few at the bottom that are from the month following his birthday just to show his little fun personality &amp;amp; sweet hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See for your self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdg5m8OgrI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KJQdJMWVboY/s1600/302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527993610442539698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdg5m8OgrI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KJQdJMWVboY/s400/302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdhxDDsx8I/AAAAAAAAB90/P8yn1yRgM_c/s1600/303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527994562882881474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdhxDDsx8I/AAAAAAAAB90/P8yn1yRgM_c/s400/303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdiaSABBcI/AAAAAAAAB98/pC7vaXrCyDE/s1600/317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527995271268599234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdiaSABBcI/AAAAAAAAB98/pC7vaXrCyDE/s400/317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjBKrPsJI/AAAAAAAAB-E/XGPzf18dhrk/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527995939317330066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjBKrPsJI/AAAAAAAAB-E/XGPzf18dhrk/s400/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjSBrP6QI/AAAAAAAAB-M/TE1tS7f2Uzg/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527996228959201538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjSBrP6QI/AAAAAAAAB-M/TE1tS7f2Uzg/s400/110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjzrR0WeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Nob228FuEQw/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527996807062510050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdjzrR0WeI/AAAAAAAAB-U/Nob228FuEQw/s400/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdkPXk2pLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/a5stDyNidgI/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527997282809980082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdkPXk2pLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/a5stDyNidgI/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things that I love about this little guy so I figured that I would list my top 10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  Ricky is like a little bull.  He is rough &amp;amp; tough but loves to be soft when he sees that momma is near.  Kinda reminds me of Ferdinand the Bull.  Everything a little boy should be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  He is a mommas boy.  He loves his daddy &amp;amp; is always happy with him but when momma is near, he wants to be held and kissed by mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  He loves to laugh.  Ricky has a wonderful belly laugh just like big brother Jake.  He loves it when we tickle his thighs, belly and neck.  He laughs so hard, people stop and watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Ricky eats like a man!  He really does.  He eats more than his big brother.  He always wants food in both hands as he eats and smiles and growls when we give him food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  He wont say words yet, but he uses his body language to tell us what he wants.  He has various sounds indicating what he wants and he is actually quite clear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  Ricky likes to do things Ricky's way!  If I can direct him right, his determined nature will be a true asset.  So far so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Ricky is funny!  He loves to run and waddle around.  He loves it when he is being watched and we laugh.  He will pretend to fall just to get a rise.  Such a clown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.  Ricky loves his big brother Jake.  He watches every move that Jake makes and wants to be a part of it all!  4 years age difference disappears when Jake is making him laugh.  They are truly kindred little spirits.  So much in common!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.  Ricky is easy to pack around anywhere.  We have our melt downs on occasion, but for the most part he is flexible in his sleeping patterns, eating patterns, play times, etc.  Pretty much, we can just do our thing and he adjusts with no real consequences!  LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.  Ricky is loving.  He loves to be held, stroked, kissed, adored or just part of things.  He is always happier with us than without us, just like we feel about him.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU BABY!  HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY (JUNE 7, 1010) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1257020902419430779?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1257020902419430779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1257020902419430779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1257020902419430779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1257020902419430779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/ricky-turned-1-june-7-2010.html' title='Ricky Turned 1  (June 7, 2010)'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdg5m8OgrI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KJQdJMWVboY/s72-c/302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-3278237719354380712</id><published>2010-07-12T13:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T13:52:33.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun Disney Land Pictures Collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtV9al3p5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/JoXpRAXiB6M/s1600/2010-07-042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493078684106991506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtV9al3p5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/JoXpRAXiB6M/s400/2010-07-042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Click to get a better view. 2x's for close ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-3278237719354380712?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/3278237719354380712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=3278237719354380712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3278237719354380712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3278237719354380712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-fun-disney-land-pictures-collage.html' title='More Fun Disney Land Pictures Collage'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtV9al3p5I/AAAAAAAAB2k/JoXpRAXiB6M/s72-c/2010-07-042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-2008038825373905410</id><published>2010-07-04T23:19:00.038-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T15:34:21.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneyland....Ahh The Memories!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtLwSTZ9YI/AAAAAAAAB1s/4mbVlVpsLNc/s1600/2010-07-041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493067463427487106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtLwSTZ9YI/AAAAAAAAB1s/4mbVlVpsLNc/s400/2010-07-041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, It appears that I took about 786 photos on my trip to California with the kids &amp;amp; Shumway family. &lt;strong&gt;We even got the added bonus of meeting up with the Jenkins Family at Disneyland on our last park day, and seeing the Anderson Family on our last day in CA.&lt;/strong&gt; What a great trip! It was so great to see everyone. The kids were adoreable in both families and it was so fun to catch up. Please come visit us when you are out East!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as you can tell, there is no way I can post all of the 574 that I kept and have them make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it will collages that tell the stories.&lt;strong&gt; (Click on them to see them larger)&lt;/strong&gt;. We rode EVERY ride that could be done by kids and visited both parks (Disney Land &amp;amp; California Adventure Land). I loved them both! Favorite rides were different depending on which person you asked, but I think the over all favorites were definitely All of the Toy Story Rides. Buzz, Woody, they all rocked! I think everyone loved the Soaring Over California Ride and the oldie but goodies were loved once again (Star tours, Michale Jackson's Ride, Thunder Mountain Railroad (&lt;strong&gt;Where we learned Jake does not like fast rides&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNkim60ZI/AAAAAAAAB18/Nd0mQ7FzgAc/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493069460669125010" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNkim60ZI/AAAAAAAAB18/Nd0mQ7FzgAc/s200/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNqAKnkyI/AAAAAAAAB2E/DCovfp15vmA/s1600/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493069554502832930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNqAKnkyI/AAAAAAAAB2E/DCovfp15vmA/s200/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNxzM_NfI/AAAAAAAAB2M/9S3RIIEPPhI/s1600/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493069688462063090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtNxzM_NfI/AAAAAAAAB2M/9S3RIIEPPhI/s200/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on! We had such a fun time! I am making a family book about our vacation on Blurp because I just cant get it all into a blog entry. There was so much more to tell about, but a month has a way of helping you edit your content!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, suffice it to say: the kids had a great time and now Jake is planning a trip to Disney World with the Hutchins Family (I think to get a second trip back). After 3 days in the park and so much fun...we were worn out. I was sorry to go, but did not want to stay another day in Disney Land (mostly my feet had objections), so with 3 days left till departure we did what anyone would do.... We headed to the beach, saw friends, and just hung out. It was truly a great trip &amp;amp; a nice excuse to see family &amp;amp; Friends. We miss them all terribly and wish we were closer but we are grateful for the time we did have. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to pry these mickey ears from Jacobs head when we got home, but we let him do the plane ride with them. I think that is how he got invited to do this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLda-Lh2eSI/AAAAAAAAB9c/r6eZnR2VYJ0/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527987091913734434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLda-Lh2eSI/AAAAAAAAB9c/r6eZnR2VYJ0/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdbCs7Q4SI/AAAAAAAAB9k/tFY4cObBJng/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527987169598169378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdbCs7Q4SI/AAAAAAAAB9k/tFY4cObBJng/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-2008038825373905410?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/2008038825373905410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=2008038825373905410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2008038825373905410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/2008038825373905410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/disneylandoh-memories.html' title='Disneyland....Ahh The Memories!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDtLwSTZ9YI/AAAAAAAAB1s/4mbVlVpsLNc/s72-c/2010-07-041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7473122982070872869</id><published>2010-07-04T23:19:00.037-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T14:08:29.262-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacific Ocean Fun In The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although our trip to CA was more about Disney Land, I just could not be on a coast and not visit a beach! I loved riding the rides, loved the magic of the parks, but just adored laying on a beach and letting my toes just dig into the sand! I must live on a beach sometime in my lifetime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we got to visit the ocean a few times during our trip, (so some pics below are our first day in town at Will Rogers State Beach) but our "beach day" was the Thursday before we left. We hit Laguna Beach, long known for its beauty, and had a ball. Meeting Kevin and Steph and the kids there was just icing on the cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful time &amp;amp; hated to have to go!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdA9ESuAYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/vtsQGneFK7I/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527958485489025410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdA9ESuAYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/vtsQGneFK7I/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TLdBQeS-SCI/AAAAAAAAB5c/wpGARQTtqkM/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527958818886928418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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I was beginning to wonder if we ever really did it! I miss the beautiful beach, the beautiful weather and the stress free fun! Here is what happened in real time (only recorded a month or so later!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are headed to CA!!!!!!! I am so excited. We woke up early this morning (June 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) and headed out on our standard 8am flight. Not much to report there.... A few breakfast burritos, sodas and seats later, we were on our way. We had a 3 hour layover in Baltimore so Ricky and Jakie just played and wandered the airport until it was time to go. Here is Jakie thanking Rick for getting to go to Disneyland! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493047138307579858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs5RNVMn9I/AAAAAAAAB08/7w12DkIOb6E/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I got a few pics of Rick and Jake playing, but we were tired and I did not shoot much else. We got into LAX at about 2pm. Jacob was so excited to see Mom, Cam and Kate (of course!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493049272911743762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs7NdWfSxI/AAAAAAAAB1E/D7BcMSPpHtY/s200/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;. We did hugs, hello's and then headed off for the rental car and back to the hotel. Pretty standard. Dinner and Target were the most we made of that evening. The next day Sunday (June 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) was our first day out to see the city and we made the most of it. Church was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;un-doable&lt;/span&gt; due to times, and location, so we headed out sight seeing later that morning. We drove out to check out a few fun things like: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493051938197739954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs9omUMGbI/AAAAAAAAB1U/-0X3LQtMCqY/s400/2010-07-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Beaches! I just wanted to drive around and see/smell the Star Jasmine, birds of paradise, oleander etc. Southern California smells so great to me. I loved in San Diego before moving to UT and I loved smelling the air each &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; as I headed to the beach for a morning walk or surf. Anyway, we drove around and though it was cloudy, it was still beautiful. We went in search of Will Rogers State Beach (travel channel said it was beautiful) and after a long search, we found it just North of the Santa Monica Pier. We all got out and went for a stroll (not a full day since Thursday was to be our beach day). We played in the sand, watched the sailboats in the distance, relaxed and then headed home. Well, not exactly home. Mom had done some research on a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mexican&lt;/span&gt; market in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;downtown&lt;/span&gt; LA so we haded over. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493052680930318130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs-T1Nb1zI/AAAAAAAAB1c/ZB8V99axF1c/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We only wandered through for a few minutes, but it was fun to see all that it offered. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493052849553639186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs-dpYXhxI/AAAAAAAAB1k/8Lx6BpAb6NQ/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;By then, we were tired! We headed home to rest, and did dinner and the pool later that evening. I wish every day were like that! Someday......maybe it can be:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4220368801835040565?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4220368801835040565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4220368801835040565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4220368801835040565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4220368801835040565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/finally-in-big-ca-june-2010.html' title='Finally In The Big CA (June 2010)'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDs5RNVMn9I/AAAAAAAAB08/7w12DkIOb6E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5199624453185515241</id><published>2010-07-04T22:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:55:22.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jersey Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDFIal5gwmI/AAAAAAAAB0k/g3WIdahRK90/s1600/2010-06-042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490249042428478050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDFIal5gwmI/AAAAAAAAB0k/g3WIdahRK90/s400/2010-06-042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got to New Jersey to see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Harkers&lt;/span&gt; in May,  I just could not resist seeing the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; New Jersey Shore.  We drove about 2 hours, 3 toll roads and finally got to a fun beach.  We circled for about 20 minutes to find a parking spot, got all loaded up and then arrived at a pay booth that charged for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt; onto the beach!  WHAT THE ???  I could not believe that they charged 8$ per person to enter the beach.  I almost flipped!  We paid the $$ in the end but I was thinking to myself, well, they just charged for the last free thing in freaking America!  We will not be moving to Jersey anytime soon (unless we get a great job, of course).  Oh well.  Once there, we had a great time and loved to play in the water!  Anyone that knows me knows I LOVE the shore.  I love the west coast, but I am just happy near any ocean line.  One day I hope to live there forever, or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; visit yearly!  Greetings from the Atlantic Ocean everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-5199624453185515241?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/5199624453185515241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=5199624453185515241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5199624453185515241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5199624453185515241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/07/jersey-shore.html' title='The Jersey Shore'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TDFIal5gwmI/AAAAAAAAB0k/g3WIdahRK90/s72-c/2010-06-042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7771518116197571866</id><published>2010-06-28T16:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T16:55:52.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jersey, NYC, Harkers....Just Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMAcCN3nI/AAAAAAAAB0U/oapr0gxYd4w/s1600/2010-06-041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMAcCN3nI/AAAAAAAAB0U/oapr0gxYd4w/s400/2010-06-041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMA2hgtrI/AAAAAAAAB0c/APRe2VAZMw4/s1600/186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMA2hgtrI/AAAAAAAAB0c/APRe2VAZMw4/s400/186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Lancaster County, PA we continued North to New Jersey where we met with our friends Kuuleh &amp;amp; Nick and their adorable little girl Allette. We descended upon them for 3 nights over Memorial Day weekend and though it was cramped and we took all of their space up, it was a blast being with them. They were so gracious allowing us to crash on the couch in their 1 bedroom apt so that we could all enjoy the time together and save some cash. I bet they were thrilled when we took our little maniacs home!&lt;br /&gt;Well, while there we got to do so much! We visited Manhattan for a day, rode the subway (stinky &amp;amp; hot!), ate out most nights except for when Kuuleh cooked for us and we loved it! We went to the Jersey Shore one day (my idea, and I may have been the only one that wanted to go!) oh gosh, and so much more!&lt;br /&gt;I love Nick &amp;amp; Kuuleh! They are so laid back, so easy going total troopers! They did the subway and Manhattan for the day with a 6 week old baby! Gotta love em! We miss you guys! We have to do it again some time! Open invite for you to visit us here in Pittsburgh. Bring that beautiful baby anytime!&lt;br /&gt;My favorite parts of New York are the sights, sounds, the angles, the fun, the things to do. I got a few pics of my favorite sites. Check them out below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMAEOpFvI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VZCzxRyg0ns/s1600/2010-06-42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMAEOpFvI/AAAAAAAAB0M/VZCzxRyg0ns/s400/2010-06-42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7771518116197571866?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7771518116197571866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7771518116197571866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7771518116197571866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7771518116197571866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-lancaster-county-pa-we-continued.html' title='Jersey, NYC, Harkers....Just Fun!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCkMAcCN3nI/AAAAAAAAB0U/oapr0gxYd4w/s72-c/2010-06-041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7406490735111801795</id><published>2010-06-28T15:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:47:20.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lancaster County, PA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCj6GRHzPiI/AAAAAAAABz8/lVtIJXcB0Do/s1600/2010-06-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487911131533229602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCj6GRHzPiI/AAAAAAAABz8/lVtIJXcB0Do/s400/2010-06-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to check out Lancaster County over Memorial Day Weekend on the way to New Jersey (to visit friends).  Rick loves going to Amish towns and wanted to see what Lancaster offered. We found that like many other Amish towns it was farmland, animals, black buggies, hand made goods, good people, and our favorite: Good &amp;amp; Plenty. Everything was similar to other Amish towns in PA, but just on a much larger scale.  Ever been to Lancaster?  Ever been to Good &amp;amp; Plenty?  If not, Good &amp;amp; Plenty is an Amish, family style restaurant where you are served with all other guests (kinda like one big family table). We went and paid (super pricey) and enjoyed a home made meal of bread, fried chicken, baked Talapia, fresh corn, apple butter, mashed potatoes, green beans, butter and desert (ice creams &amp;amp; pies). All of it was made from scratch by Amish recipes and I was amazed! What a difference in taste! What a difference in texture! I don't know that I could ever wear the clothes &amp;amp; adhere to the life style, but I sure could get used to the amazing food! We had a great time &amp;amp; although we paid for Jacob &amp;amp; he ate NOTHING, we were glad that we stopped to enjoy the fun. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7406490735111801795?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7406490735111801795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7406490735111801795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7406490735111801795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7406490735111801795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/06/lancaster-county-pa.html' title='Lancaster County, PA.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCj6GRHzPiI/AAAAAAAABz8/lVtIJXcB0Do/s72-c/2010-06-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7213405627707624280</id><published>2010-06-25T10:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:54:52.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTCsk3pT9I/AAAAAAAABz0/A1Zv7tUMiqw/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486724317111209938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTCsk3pT9I/AAAAAAAABz0/A1Zv7tUMiqw/s400/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well he did it. Jacob finished his final year of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pre-&lt;/span&gt;School. It is off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; now. I cant believe he is old enough! Prince of Peace was such a wonderful experience for both he and I. I loved the teachers (as did Jacob) and their patience, love and affection for Jacob was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appreciated&lt;/span&gt; by mom. Jacobs last day was Friday May 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; at Pleasant Kingdom Park where the whole school did a final party. Jacob got a certificate of achievement (seen above) and got to say goodbye to everyone for the last time. He was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sadly&lt;/span&gt; to say goodbye to Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Patterson&lt;/span&gt; (left of Jacob), Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jantz&lt;/span&gt; (just right of Jacob) and his 1st year P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;re-&lt;/span&gt;school teacher/program director Mrs. George (far right). They were fantastic teachers and I am so glad that we put him in the program! I have a wonderful DVD of his last program but no pictures as I had Ricky in my lap and he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;squiggly&lt;/span&gt;.  I will get some of those of Jacob dressed as a clown from his school teacher and post them soon too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTBVWt51RI/AAAAAAAABzk/q9J530QEuxY/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486722818663634194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTBVWt51RI/AAAAAAAABzk/q9J530QEuxY/s400/125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jacob loved playing around with the kids from the class on his last day and I loved seeing him have so much fun! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486722907882628210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTBajFXpHI/AAAAAAAABzs/52FWccz67-Y/s400/123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7213405627707624280?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7213405627707624280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7213405627707624280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7213405627707624280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7213405627707624280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-he-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/TCTCsk3pT9I/AAAAAAAABz0/A1Zv7tUMiqw/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6303283476289847501</id><published>2010-06-25T10:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:22:37.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricky Walking</title><content type='html'>I am a terrible mother for not documenting this when it happened, but Ricky has been walking since about 10 months. Since end of April, early May. I love watching his little bum waddle around the apartment and out in the field behind our home. So fun. Here is a video of his best efforts. I just love his little monkey smile and determined spirit. He is quite agressive at anything he wants to do. I have no doubt that this kid (much like his brother) can do anything he decides to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f042bfd8d63e1193" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df042bfd8d63e1193%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420381%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62ED9F469003D63276FFC5BAA79A05BF55D1555D.8FD6DEFEC72B94A590DE77199BC738F6611736B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df042bfd8d63e1193%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh650MJAB7lWzDZJWMY_sGKnK7mU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df042bfd8d63e1193%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331420381%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62ED9F469003D63276FFC5BAA79A05BF55D1555D.8FD6DEFEC72B94A590DE77199BC738F6611736B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df042bfd8d63e1193%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh650MJAB7lWzDZJWMY_sGKnK7mU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6303283476289847501?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6303283476289847501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6303283476289847501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6303283476289847501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6303283476289847501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/06/ricky-walking.html' title='Ricky Walking'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7223692551607727017</id><published>2010-05-24T12:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:11:10.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting It Together</title><content type='html'>Hey there! Yep, another month passed and again, I have to catch up. I have got to get better at keeping up with this. As usual, I have photos, video, etc. Check it out below for a quick catch up of the fun things. So, we are headed into July and just completing our 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; year in Pittsburgh. What a ride! Some great, some good, some just okay and a few bad things have marked our stay out ease, but we find that we are in tact, still happy, still faith abiding and so we figure....if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; kill us, it made us stronger. We have kicked this 3rd year in Pittsburgh off with a bang and actually take a few road trips, a fun flight to the west coast for a little Disney action and who knows where else. I just want to leave Pittsburgh city limits &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; once a month for the summer and fall. We are quite pent up after 2 years home with kids, bills, jobs, pregnancy, etc. Cant wait to hit the open road (or skies as it may end up). We are missing family, missing the beach, missing friends, but happy to be where we should be and grateful for our friends here. Miss you guys! I will upload things as they happen from now on......Okay, I will still stink at updates but I will try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7223692551607727017?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7223692551607727017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7223692551607727017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7223692551607727017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7223692551607727017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-it-together.html' title='Getting It Together'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7000666530810604549</id><published>2010-04-27T09:34:00.026-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:11:58.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where The Heck Have We Been?</title><content type='html'>Well, i have failed my blog!! months without updates = anxiety for me so I am going to catch myself up here. The seasons are back to Spring and the days are beautiful. Today is 75 degrees and I am loving it. Hence, activity resumes for us and the kids. I think I will start with each of us and then go on to fun activities we have been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricky&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464819962067945154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bwzTiGBsI/AAAAAAAABxU/CdALbweHjuY/s400/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Now 10 &amp;amp; 1/2 months is all over the place. He is walking everywhere now. Crawls are limited to take off and landing now and he loves it. He reminds me of Jakie walking at this age as they are quite similar in their approaches. Ricky loves to squawk at mom, says momma and daddee, bugs Jacob endlessly, and truly loves his momma! Every night I get a sweet snuggle and then he is off to bed where he sleeps like a stink bug (rear in the air on his knees and hands under his fore head). I try to get a pic, but doing something that could wake him after a long day takes guts! I have not yet succeeded. Ricky loves being in his shorts, laying on the grass and watching people when we go to play with friends. Such a great child!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464820900589070402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bxp7y96EI/AAAAAAAABxk/Kv6jID4JvuE/s400/196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;is winding down his pre-school year and gets to be a clown (Such a stretch huh!) for his pre-school circus performance coming in a few weeks. He has made many friends and especially likes his buddy's Cody and Brody. He gets birthday invites and loves to attend when he can. His teachers love him but keep him in line...just like momma. We went to the science center last week (see pics below) and frequently do the Children's museum when we can. Cant wait to add in the Zoo, water park, and kid amusement parks, county fares, and this summer ...Disney Land and the beach! He will be sick of fun by the time kindergarten rolls around next fall. I think we have waited to do so much until we could that now our list is super long! Jakie is currently reading the small readers and able to sound out a shocking number of words. He spends his days running, playing, skipping, singing, reading books, watching PBS sprout, playing games at pbskids.org and spending time playing with his little brother Ricky to whom his is just wonderful (most of the time). We feel blessed to have a bright, loving, energetic and rewarding little boy! Love you Jakie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rick and I&lt;/strong&gt; are about the same.... Exhausted. Work is busy, life is busy and we get the fun stress of preparing to return to court on the 4th with our old land lord. We both wish this was over but we have not really got any choice in the matter. We are just praying that the Lord is with us and that we don't have any problems. As usual though, Che' sara' sara' (what will be, will be) right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are both looking forward to a little R&amp;amp;R or even just fun on our trip out west. Wish you were all there! We try to get out with the kids to the parks, hit the fun spots (Chucky Cheese) and do fun drives to close by stuff often and that aids in the get a way feel. Cant wait to do a real trip though. Aside from that, we are excited to be making plans for the future. We are working hard to close out student debt, save for home, etc. and it feels good to get those things in motion. Guess we are grown ups now huh (30 years and 2 kids later)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhh, now that we have been updated on the last few months... here is the proof of our fun! love you guys! Wish everyone could visit or join us in our travels. I will update more often now that there is much to take pics of!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the pics say it best so here you go: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carnegie Science Center: We are going to have to get a pass to this one. Jacob loved the sports facility shown with the bungee, etc. and the water floor was a hit as well. Cant wait to go back! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464863673022704130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9cYjnh0agI/AAAAAAAAByU/q-gVHX6DvLo/s400/2010-04-27+childrens+museum+%26+video.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Easter was a blast! Candy, hide and go seek, Conference in Jammies... Such a great day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464816757710426146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bt4yXukCI/AAAAAAAABwE/8Sr6z2oFN3U/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464816892978807042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9buAqSOQQI/AAAAAAAABwM/vpL-7EVQJ40/s400/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Ever been to Canton, OH? Well, we went and met our friends Dan and Sarah there. The guys went in and the ladies went shopping! After, we all got some BBQ. Such a great day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464817592553481090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bupYZ0o4I/AAAAAAAABwc/Z5mjgCIGilY/s400/356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464818110300920162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bvHhKbmWI/AAAAAAAABwk/HPaxJgm4tXw/s400/357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Soccer has started again. See Jakie Run....See Jakie Score! He is much better this year and has so much fun!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464818613661730034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bvk0VABPI/AAAAAAAABws/MdoVYj1DDVI/s400/371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*Even Ricky wants to play!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464818694232864162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bvpgep9aI/AAAAAAAABw0/ZMC60PKaOFM/s400/214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daddy proudly observes fresh from work! Such a proud pappa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464818785425242978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bvu0MnO2I/AAAAAAAABw8/IZWXiRyktcI/s400/368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Lazy Saturdays in the Parks:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464819766052719250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bwn5UbCpI/AAAAAAAABxE/F8GC_P7-W40/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*look at me stand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464822500754175954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bzHE4Dt9I/AAAAAAAAByM/NDItvusS5yk/s400/174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;*These are for your Grandmas: He is growing up so fast. I can't believe how big he is!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821609004918434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9byTK2d5qI/AAAAAAAABxs/_XeKFi-CJ5w/s400/320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821962590043650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bynwDuvgI/AAAAAAAABx8/dWKMt0PvRDE/s400/272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464821807367977890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9byetz5-6I/AAAAAAAABx0/bU0AhnfrUPA/s400/288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464820190886394338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bxAn8qeeI/AAAAAAAABxc/ebCU4DkwkC0/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464819877968102130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bwuaPIQvI/AAAAAAAABxM/c7NRewXTAms/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7000666530810604549?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7000666530810604549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7000666530810604549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7000666530810604549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7000666530810604549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-heck-have-we-been.html' title='Where The Heck Have We Been?'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S9bwzTiGBsI/AAAAAAAABxU/CdALbweHjuY/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-753870560925410583</id><published>2010-04-05T22:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:17:20.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On The War Path</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think of myself as a cool, calm, collected woman that can handle stress with grace and dignity. Of course that would cause everyone else that knows me to ask this question: Have you ever met yourself Sarah? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a id="apf1" href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images.inmagine.com/img/imagezoo/izs002/izs002021.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.inmagine.com/izs002/izs002021-photo&amp;amp;usg=__9zCmzjm-sYKQWQoh0adkpzB5law=&amp;amp;h=400&amp;amp;w=357&amp;amp;sz=33&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=2&amp;amp;sig2=ujrVGgHKQsO2C2L1dQUvCA&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;tbnid=GJxIzL0CIYHN0M:&amp;amp;tbnh=124&amp;amp;tbnw=111&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dangry%2Blady%2Bcartoon%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN%26rlz%3D1T4GWYE_enUS243US244%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;ei=Fae6S4CyBcKblgfBhuCRCA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recent Case in point: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must have been on the war path today because when Jacob did not listen to daddy (quickly enough), I set him straight firmly but lovingly. He took it a bit differently than I anticipated though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His reply? "Oh, momma, don't chop my brains out!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456858063256642802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S7qnfzIjZPI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ma_CmxJ69J0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really? Chop your brains out?? Well, that gave me pause. I guess I certainly could be kinder, sweeter, nicer, softer, easier, and I am sure more patient! But then, he could listen right? It is the chicken &amp;amp; the egg thing, but I guess I should just do a &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt; better each day right? Maybe a little sweeter &amp;amp; softer but still firm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did not know I was chopping brains out bad (Rick agreed after Jacob informed me though), but it certainly gives me a point of reference! Maybe next time I will go for just over reacting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting tomorrow I think tomorrow will have to be a little extra attention and softness to redeem myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, it must give my mother great satisfaction to read this. I accused her of "chopping brains out" or the like when she was irritated with us too. SORRY MOM! You were great, irritated, sometimes irrational, but definitely still great. Hopefully Jakie feels that way about me someday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-753870560925410583?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/753870560925410583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=753870560925410583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/753870560925410583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/753870560925410583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-war-path.html' title='On The War Path'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S7qnfzIjZPI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ma_CmxJ69J0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1647674974771207353</id><published>2010-03-21T23:40:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:55:29.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Historic Day:(</title><content type='html'>Well, I just finished watching a day of debate and the big vote this evening over the direction of the health care/country). It has been a year long debate that has captured my attention and stoked my constitutional passions. It is official now thought that the bill is now now over the first hump. I am nervous and trepidations to see where it leads, but time will tell.  I sure hope that the benefits promised are even remotely true, or that it does not stand as legal to have been done..&lt;br /&gt;There is much to say on the subject but after much review of my thoughts, I realize that I have nothing nice to say about the proceedings I witnessed so, I think will say nothing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, that is not like me is it?  Okay, maybe just a few words,  **1232, ###$#$# and #!@ and @Q@#$# and @#$#.   &lt;strong&gt;Ah, that felt better!!&lt;/strong&gt;  Cant wait to see the high courts rulings on this one.! (No need to decode my thoughts, just wanted to show solidarity!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a great gal though &lt;u&gt;so if you disagree, just love me anyway&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See you at a rally folks!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1647674974771207353?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1647674974771207353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1647674974771207353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1647674974771207353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1647674974771207353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/03/historic-day.html' title='Historic Day:('/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-565839803199739599</id><published>2010-03-18T10:46:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T11:59:33.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up With Us... Ever Met An Olympian?</title><content type='html'>Ever met a Gold Metal Olympian? Well, Rick did. He met a few! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;UPMC&lt;/span&gt; has a benefit night and they had the Pittsburgh Penguins serving meals at a benefit that helped some charity. I could not go so I was not too worried about the charity. Hope they made lots though! Anyway, Ricks table had &lt;strong&gt;Max Talbot&lt;/strong&gt; as their waiter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449987460834587314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S6I-uGlg8rI/AAAAAAAABu4/tXPEzsWMHIw/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They got to get autographs and mingle a bit and Rick loved it. Rick had to wait in line, but he also got to meet &lt;strong&gt;Sidney Crosby&lt;/strong&gt; just days after his big upset shot in the Olympics in Vancouver, BC. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449987976843141986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S6I_MI3io2I/AAAAAAAABvA/as1oWnIGqHM/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Crazy huh. You can see from the pictures how excited Rick was! Rick had a great time at the benefit, at well, mingled and once again, realized how fun the perks can be. My PB&amp;amp;J sandwich that night did not compare, but I don't begrudge him! One day I will get to join him or go have a lobster when he goes to other great events! I love where life takes us. Never a dull moment! On that note: we are definitely staying in Pittsburgh for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; another few years as Rick was offered his current position (post fellowship this summer) at a rate we can live with so we are excited to know that our future has a longer term direction. We wish we were near our long time friends though! We miss you guys. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, maybe a few dull moments! I have just been up to the same old, same old. Right now my big thing is working out. I was swimming 3-4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;x's&lt;/span&gt; per week doing 1 mile each day, but then I realized that my body was using my muscle for calories!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;! Exercise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;science&lt;/span&gt; is some crazy stuff. My weight was going down, but my muscle % was going down! How does that happen? Muscle eats fat, but the body uses muscle as an easy source of energy during long &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; work outs. Swimming makes you leaner if you are eating right and using resistance training in addition. Anyway, I switched up my routine to fix the issue and am now working on that. I have mentioned it before, but my basis for the workouts and way I eat (already ate this way, just without a few of the great life long principles I now know) is the &lt;strong&gt;ABS Diet for Women&lt;/strong&gt;. There are a few variations on the Diet, but the one for women is so great. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; checking it out if you are stuck in your workout and eating well and working out reasonably (20 min resistance 3&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;x's&lt;/span&gt; a week, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; 20 minute intervals 0-3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;x's&lt;/span&gt; a week) sounds like a nice change. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;explanations&lt;/span&gt; are clear and I have seen things working already. They work so well so I am excited to jump start my workouts and get some real results that can last. I'll post good pics as I reach my goals. Can't wait to hit my goals! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from that, I am just keeping the house running, keeping the kids safe and anxiously monitoring our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;country's&lt;/span&gt; political climate. I am so worried about the direction we are headed in and do what I can to aid in the conservative movement that we were founded on. I monitor it in my spare time, but worry about it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;frequently&lt;/span&gt;. I want my kids to have a great future and to be rewarded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;according&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; efforts. I hope our country backs the principles that lead to freedom, safety and productivity. Not sure if that is going to happen without some huge efforts on the part of the people. Anyway, that is what I am up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jake&lt;/strong&gt; is doing great as well. He loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pre-&lt;/span&gt;school (Show &amp;amp; Tell days in particular), loves PBS Kids.com, loves Rick and loves to play. Jake is doing great in his last year of p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;re&lt;/span&gt;-school and his teachers love him. He is ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; in the Fall, but loves where he is at now. After such a long winter, he is so excited for sun (we finally have some) and riding his bike each day. We hope the weather holds out! At home, he has been such a great big brother and helps mom &amp;amp; dad so much. We are taking him to Disney Land in the Summer and cant wait to see his sheer excitement that I know we will see. We are patiently waiting for Summer to come for other reasons: Water park play dates, vacations, Saturday get a ways with Daddy &amp;amp; Mom, visiting extended families, ice cream runs and ice cold sprites. Somehow they all happen more (if not only) in summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450002144654414770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S6JME0E-U7I/AAAAAAAABvQ/BL1by7X5LAY/s400/DSC09889.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricky&lt;/strong&gt; is growing at an incredible rate. He is for all markers and measurements the same as Jacob was. Same sitting up 6 months, same crawling 7 months &amp;amp; standing at 9, same teeth in the same place at the same time-we are up to 8 now- 4 top/4 bottom, same hair line -exact, same &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;temperament&lt;/span&gt;-feisty/sweet, same smile -big and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt;, same naughty little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;suborn&lt;/span&gt; streak, same pretty much everything (so far as I can remember). He is a great little baby and great little spirit thought, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;distinctly&lt;/span&gt; Ricky. He will be walking in a few weeks, I am just sure and then we will see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;emerges&lt;/span&gt;. I love watching him develop and love loving him. He continues to grow tons, love tons and makes us smile daily.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450000534239539714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S6JKnE0JcgI/AAAAAAAABvI/7o4jBRVfT6w/s400/Collages2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is pretty much what we are up to. Some fun, some just daily excitement, but we are happy, healthy and love being a little family. We miss everyone and hope you are happy and healthy as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-565839803199739599?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/565839803199739599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=565839803199739599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/565839803199739599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/565839803199739599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/03/catching-up-with-us-ever-met-olympian.html' title='Catching Up With Us... Ever Met An Olympian?'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S6I-uGlg8rI/AAAAAAAABu4/tXPEzsWMHIw/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7100374353992335499</id><published>2010-03-05T12:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T12:42:53.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts (Dreams) ****By Jacob...</title><content type='html'>And Today.. Deep thoughts by Jakie:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S5FCPfxrAgI/AAAAAAAABuw/66QdrIadw2A/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445206258462949890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S5FCPfxrAgI/AAAAAAAABuw/66QdrIadw2A/s400/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever had an irrational fear? Ever had a funny/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; dream? Well, 5 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; are no exception. I remember as a kid having really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; dreams that when said aloud were not quite so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;, but rather funny. I thought I would document this one for Jakie so he could look back one day and laugh. Here is the conversation that was had between Rick and Jake (while Rick got Jake ready for bed) in its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;entirety&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob: Dad, I had a really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; dream last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick: Really? What was your dream about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob: No! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to tell about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick: Jake, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to be afraid. What was your dream about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob: Oh:( I had a dream that my hair grew really long and a mean person used me as a mop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick: Silence...(letting it register)...belly laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob: It's not funny dad! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to be a mop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick: still chuckling, I think you are okay Jake. No on will use you as a mop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob: Oh, okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick tells Sarah later that night to a familiar reaction...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah: Silence...(letting it register)...belly laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, our kids. They are nuts! I love that being used as a mop is the most violent/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt; thing he can conjure. I am glad that the world has not gotten in there yet. Wish I could keep that his worst fear ever!  We were sad to see that he was scared though.  I will have to tread lightly next time I mop the kitchen and bathrooms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7100374353992335499?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7100374353992335499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7100374353992335499' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7100374353992335499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7100374353992335499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/03/deep-thoughts-dreams-by-jacob.html' title='Deep Thoughts (Dreams) ****By Jacob...'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S5FCPfxrAgI/AAAAAAAABuw/66QdrIadw2A/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6534200460236536976</id><published>2010-02-15T15:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:53:23.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote For Ricky!</title><content type='html'>So he is in the running on the contest!! Fun Huh??!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what I was sent: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for entering the American Baby Cover contest! Your photo is currently in the running to become a weekly winner on Parents.com Photo Faves. The photo with the most votes in each category will take home the honors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your friends and family to vote too! So, everyone vote for Ricky.  Just click here and vote for Ricky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos.parents.com/category/vote/photo/112340" target="_blank"&gt;http://photos.parents.com/category/vote/photo/112340&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6534200460236536976?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6534200460236536976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6534200460236536976' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6534200460236536976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6534200460236536976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/vote-for-ricky.html' title='Vote For Ricky!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7689886065314348078</id><published>2010-02-10T22:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T23:08:55.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parents Magazine 2010 Cover Baby contest</title><content type='html'>Check out Pictures in the link below of Ricky that I submitted to the Parents Magazine 2010 Cover Baby contest. These things are total long shots but he is such a cutie, I figured it was worth it. ***My favorites of them all are just below the link. Fun Huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Album 1 that I submitted: (Direct Link)  &lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/1579800023/?photoId=1577100074"&gt;http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/1579800023/?photoId=1577100074&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Album 2 that I submitted:  (Direct Link) &lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/1580200043/?photoId=1577200105"&gt;http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/1580200043/?photoId=1577200105&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/"&gt;http://www.parents.com/photos/photo-contests-1/ab-cover-contest-2010/&lt;/a&gt; (Click on this link and go threw the main pages to see the competition.  They are sure adoreable kids in this contest.  You will see his in there as you shuffle the pages.  There are tons of entries so they may be burried deep in the pages.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824979325236082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3N7g16ms3I/AAAAAAAABuo/pfPqSZf6kcU/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436824740007693906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3N7S6Y2zlI/AAAAAAAABug/6qSMuGbD4Ts/s400/150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7689886065314348078?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7689886065314348078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7689886065314348078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7689886065314348078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7689886065314348078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/parents-magazine-2010-cover-baby.html' title='Parents Magazine 2010 Cover Baby contest'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3N7g16ms3I/AAAAAAAABuo/pfPqSZf6kcU/s72-c/152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7654521040722770108</id><published>2010-02-09T10:28:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:29:00.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends visit during the GREAT STORM OF 2010!</title><content type='html'>HELLO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Klarman's&lt;/span&gt;!!!! So this was the second time that Doug and Laura have come to visit us since we moved from Utah almost 4 years ago. They came to see us about 2 years ago in Seattle and were welcomed in with about the worst storm in WA history! We had 1 &amp;amp; 1/2 ft of snow, freezing rain that turned to hail and even a sunny day in there, all within a 72 hour period. RANDOM right? Well, we thought so until they came to visit us again this weekend and again, the worst storm in PA history (says all of the residents). Thursday was fine and Friday about 1/2 day was nice until a storm hit with furry. By 6pm when Doug and Rick came back from the Hospital (Rick working and Doug doing a medical shadowing for a job) the roads were covered in about 8 inches of snow. We thought that was rough, but then when we woke up on Saturday we were shocked. We got an additional 12-14 inches!!! We were snowed in like I have never had before. Not such a big deal for those folks in super snowy areas my sister Amy (in Alaska) reminded me, but that much that fast was crazy here. Snow plows were in short supply, roads went untreated, drivers were wrecking all over town (if they could dig themselves out of the snow) and power lines were downed by trees all over the city. To add insult to injury, the power went out! About 150,000 went without power for a decent period of time between Friday and Sunday and there are still some without any power even today! Scary huh. We lost ours on Saturday morning at about 2pm. Yep, guests in town for like 48 hours, 2 kids, a city to see and we were snowed in and out of power! Well, there was nothing left to do but......go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt; Mart! Unfortunately.....they were CLOSED!!! When has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt; Mart ever closed?? They were that night so we had to forage the fridge and cupboards to see what we had to feed 4 + 2 kids. Sandwiches, shrimp and Swiss chocolates got us through until the next morning when the power came back on (THANK GOODNESS!!). We were not without our traumas but we were lucky. 24 hours without electricity makes you talk, spend time and hang out. We were glad we got to do that with our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Klarman's&lt;/span&gt;. Next time we come to St. George (or you move here??). There may be a record breaking heat wave, but I am pretty sure we will not have any snow! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are set for another snow storm starting this afternoon that will bring another 8-14 inches between now and Thursday. CRAZY! Guess I will get some books read and the house cleaned. I miss working out, taking Jake to the Children's Museum and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school! Cant wait for Spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436343040523874498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3HFMT-XsMI/AAAAAAAABuY/MKQewyCI1U4/s400/IMGP1610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jakie at play in the back yard.  This is all he wanted to do when it started snowing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322551287402994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GyjrnuUfI/AAAAAAAABuQ/h3Yz-27rR80/s400/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doug and Laura on our way to the Airport Sunday after the storm hit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322441015859234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GydQ08GCI/AAAAAAAABuI/XGzU94baQ4A/s400/220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our view from our front door. That snow was over 2ft deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322366028067330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GyY5edMgI/AAAAAAAABuA/RZA7EGxTSF0/s400/219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the way that trees look when they are frosted over and the tones of greys, whites and blacks come out. The snow was super heavy and took out quite a few trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322128764190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GyLFmVvtI/AAAAAAAABto/D5vHM1AZjC4/s400/215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our front door bushes were covered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322200070762962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GyPPPJsdI/AAAAAAAABtw/WFlIjEcZ3aA/s400/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;View from the back door (hence the screen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;griding&lt;/span&gt;). There is a huge meadow where Jakie loves to play. It was about 2ft deep too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436322271813668338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GyTaf_jfI/AAAAAAAABt4/2JVm6mqxc4s/s400/217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;SAME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7654521040722770108?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7654521040722770108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7654521040722770108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7654521040722770108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7654521040722770108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/friends-visit-during-great-storm-of.html' title='Friends visit during the GREAT STORM OF 2010!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3HFMT-XsMI/AAAAAAAABuY/MKQewyCI1U4/s72-c/IMGP1610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7793230868840898550</id><published>2010-02-08T10:25:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T14:02:17.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Punksatawnee, PA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Groundhog Day!!!....................... Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!!.......................Happy Groundhog Day!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we sure thought so! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the first things we wanted to do in PA was go to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Punksatawnee&lt;/span&gt; Phil with Jakie. We definitely thought it was much different than it actually was.  We just could not make it work last year, but this year was a go. Rick took Tuesday off and we made the 2 hour drive up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Punksatawnee&lt;/span&gt; on Monday night after Rick finished work. We stayed in a hotel and got up early and headed out to Gobblers Knob by 6am. Unfortunately, we missed the last shuttle up the hill and were stranded down in the town below. We were ready to make the walk 1.5 miles up a frozen hill, but were advised against it as the ceremony was about to start and the roads did not have side lanes for safe walking. We were thoroughly bummed until inspiration struck! We headed over to a bar that was open (yes, at 7am) and watched the whole ceremony on a large screen TV. I could not help but think...."Oh great, we just drove 2 hours, stayed the night and now were watching it on TV!" The thing is that as we watched we heard about how everyone is up from 3am drinking and partying on the frozen hill waiting for Phil (the groundhog) to make his appearance and prediction. Then we found out that as soon as people hear what the prediction is they start streaming down the hill to exactly where we were for a street festival and further drinking. So, seeing as how the temperature was about 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;degrees&lt;/span&gt;, we had kids and local law enforcement said it was a drunken festival up there w/ 15,000 people ..... I was grateful that we did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;trek&lt;/span&gt; up the mountain the hour before only to come back down a few minutes later frozen with ticked kids.    So, rather than try to get up there, we enjoyed the event from the front row at the bar that morning, tried to cheer Jake up after the 6 more weeks of winter prediction (he was really bummed), and headed out to find a decent breakfast and hot chocolate.   Lilly's (a local diner) was what we found and we were able to warm up and check out what was offered in town. We wandered around town looking at local crafts, funny gag stuff they offer for the festival and played a game or two. We even got to meet one of the masters of ceremony that held Phil during the prediction. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; thing to do, but we were together, it was fun and (above all else) Jake loved it. I am realizing that often, that is why we do things. Can't wait to do camping, and see the sites out East this summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it was a good time had by all. I loved the kids sleeping as Rick and I drove to and from our destination as it is often a favorite time to talk, laugh and just enjoy each other. I think the road trips are my favorites and we will have to do more of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I think I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; Phil (the ground hog), because we have had major weather since!!! Anyway, we posted pics below of our fun time. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310558941449666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GnpoppDcI/AAAAAAAABro/sC2ZftbhHzQ/s400/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310445441509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GnjB1JZ0I/AAAAAAAABrg/ThongWcYfk8/s400/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just outside of the sports bar that let us come in at 7:20am to watch it on the TV when we missed the last shuttle bus up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436313990477375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GqxYHj5yI/AAAAAAAABtY/IQF2v7Zx980/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Gobbler's Knob. This is where the action is. We missed it, but we wanted to fake the memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310710072121426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GnybqAGFI/AAAAAAAABr4/vrEVVms0xbs/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310649124951330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3Gnu4nEFSI/AAAAAAAABrw/OF_yMCpjN5M/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The whole city is filled with "Phil" statues, trinkets, posters, sculptures, etc. We could not pass up a pic with one..or two...or three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310880295500898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3Gn8VyavGI/AAAAAAAABsI/9YVMbZgzEY0/s400/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jakie with "ice sculpture Phil". Isn't he COOL! J/K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436313196423050338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GqDKCQdGI/AAAAAAAABs4/YIV82kexV9I/s400/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;famous&lt;/span&gt; chain saw carved "Phil" replicas. I'm "5 11" so I am guessing he was 6.5 ft tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436317916113449346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GuV4QIsYI/AAAAAAAABtg/HFgm-s6TBEs/s400/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jakie and "formal Phil".  We could not get enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436313815589175378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GqnMm9wFI/AAAAAAAABtI/3yN-P7bSWzQ/s400/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, here he is!! Phil (both of them) is kept in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;terrarium&lt;/span&gt; in the library window downtown in the main square.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt; him after his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;debut&lt;/span&gt; and got this beauty shot for memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436313909405771234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GqsqGlZeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/PybLZ30wys8/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jakie with the master of ceremonies for the festival.  He was the one that held &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Phil&lt;/span&gt; after the reading of Phil's prediction.  He was nice and let us take a shot with Jakie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436310977801433906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GoCBBpMzI/AAAAAAAABsQ/exUvcHAiKLY/s400/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was by far Rick's favorite thing at the festival.  This scruffy dude had a huge St. Bernard named "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;BEYONCE&lt;/span&gt;" wearing a Stealer's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;cheerleading&lt;/span&gt; outfit.  He let everyone take pics with her and even had a news letter about her.  Random!  Of course Rick wanted a picture.  Gas $50.00, hotel room $79.99, snacks $35.00.....St. Bernard dressed as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;cheerleader&lt;/span&gt;...PRICELESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was all random, but it was fun.  We will find something else that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;kitchy&lt;/span&gt; to do next year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7793230868840898550?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7793230868840898550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7793230868840898550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7793230868840898550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7793230868840898550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/punksatawnee-pa.html' title='Punksatawnee, PA'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GnpoppDcI/AAAAAAAABro/sC2ZftbhHzQ/s72-c/041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5829896294840431636</id><published>2010-02-08T10:12:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:19:19.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Mobile Folks!  Scarry!!!!</title><content type='html'>So Ricky is no longer just a little chunk. He is a mobile little chunk! I cant believe that he is such a big boy! He just turned 8 months yesterday but he has been sitting up (unassisted) for about a month and he has had his first teeth (bottom front 2) since December. His two top teeth (2) just cut through about a week or two ago and we just saw another one coming in on his bottom row. He is a drooling maniac and gums everything! It was about 2 weeks ago that we noticed him balancing on his hands with his body in a push up position and then one day he just did it. He pulled his legs in under him landing on his knees and pulled forward. A few days later, he coordinated the action and that was it: He was crawling! He is still a bit slow with it but the safety measures are in full force since he is quick and will be full on crawling within the week...I am sure! I put in a few pics of the teeth, him just being cute and of course, video of his first attempts at crawling. He is much better now, but I love the first signs of movement from my kids. It is still so innocent and baby like. Enjoy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298360385179874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcjlfMEOI/AAAAAAAABqY/PfG0YyJ-vlE/s400/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting up with the help of the boppy. Dec 24th, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298542194932610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcuKyAu4I/AAAAAAAABqo/rBAsfqz9RnY/s400/152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting up all on my own! January 10, 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298117111385026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcVbOMi8I/AAAAAAAABqA/0X-G2DfTB64/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out those teeth! The bottom two finally made it through in Early December. He now has his top two that popped through in Mid January. He has a third on the bottom right that is on it's way up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****SORRY, THE VIDEO OF THE CRAWLING WOULD NOT UPLOAD! I WILL KEEP WORKING ON THAT ONE*****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298269338200082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GceST5aBI/AAAAAAAABqQ/5SrD7zkJrHc/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at that naughty smile!! Now that I am mobile, I like to torture my mom by pulling out all of the DVD's and scattering them everywhere. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298197762506770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcaHq7ABI/AAAAAAAABqI/lFynfxzF_p4/s400/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mommy caged me up in a laundry basket while she did laundry. Dont worry, I had fun with the curtains anyway!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298024754489218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcQDKmJ4I/AAAAAAAABp4/Pq_uBC8plEI/s400/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My eyes are so big and blue!! My cheekies are just adoreable!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298445986932674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcokYPJ8I/AAAAAAAABqg/bft54Hy6mtY/s400/139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is just how I look when I wake up in the morning. Semi- Snaked, and smiley. That is how it should be! (Incase you are wondering: Mom gets my pics early in the morning after my first diaper change (my best time)..that is why clothes are not always on me!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298622135173026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3Gcy0lP_6I/AAAAAAAABqw/_lhf6cXuqZc/s400/165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am in my ususal jovial mood. I love to laugh, play, investigate, squeel and love momma and Jakie all day long. I guess there is a whine and cry in there somewhere but only when I am starving or tired!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436298754170923458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3Gc6gdBqcI/AAAAAAAABq4/9oQJAiz2t1s/s400/103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is here just because he is super cutie pie too! I cant belive how much he has grown. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***********Check out the pics below of Ricky, Jakie and Me (wish I had one of Rick) all at about the same age. They both look like eachother and Ricky looks like me. Fun huh!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436308951658813074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GmMFDmVpI/AAAAAAAABrQ/XC6rU43DFPQ/s400/2005+12+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-5829896294840431636?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/5829896294840431636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=5829896294840431636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5829896294840431636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/5829896294840431636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/hes-mobile-folks-scarry.html' title='He&apos;s Mobile Folks!  Scarry!!!!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GcjlfMEOI/AAAAAAAABqY/PfG0YyJ-vlE/s72-c/108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4793821205647631135</id><published>2010-02-08T09:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:31:36.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Childrens Museum!</title><content type='html'>Thanks Grandma Hutchins! We love the Children's Museum you got us a membership to so much. It has become our new favorite hang out for Ricky and Jacob. Well, mostly Jacob, but Ricky will be getting into it as he grows. There are so many interesting, hands on exhibits and Jacob wants to do them all! Pittsburgh has so many family things that are pretty reasonable, so we try to get out a bit more. I think that this summer we will try a pass to the Zoo, Sandcastle water park too. I figure that we can rotate between them and the museum each week. Here are a few pics of Jakie that I got on our last visit. I just love when my kids find something they enjoy and play for hours on end. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436293359447937810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GYAfi1kxI/AAAAAAAABpg/wRjSfuvcYTk/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436293254706365186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GX6ZWgAwI/AAAAAAAABpY/Q4koy__1rcE/s400/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436297569447227154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3Gb1jA4rxI/AAAAAAAABpw/-T0Ae6H925M/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4793821205647631135?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4793821205647631135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4793821205647631135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4793821205647631135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4793821205647631135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/childrens-museum.html' title='Childrens Museum!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S3GYAfi1kxI/AAAAAAAABpg/wRjSfuvcYTk/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-1161712074732981974</id><published>2010-02-08T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T09:39:26.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution...Progress</title><content type='html'>So, by now I think it is safe to say that any New Years Resolutions made are either kept or forgotten.  I am so happy to say that mine (and even Ricks) have been kept! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;  Both of us had fitness goals in mind and I have to say that I am proud of our progress.  This was the first year (of about 10) that I have made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faintness&lt;/span&gt; goals and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; kept them.  Rick and I have thus been to work out each week faithfully.  Rick is doing a super tough work out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MWF&lt;/span&gt; and I am doing my swim routines (1 mile in the pool =64 laps in a 25m pool) on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;MWF&lt;/span&gt; and Sat.  I really love it!  Nothing feels so good as to get in, work hard (intervals kill!), and then start your day.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what has taken me so long.  I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;miserable&lt;/span&gt; for a bit there but now I feel great.  I think it is just knowing that I am doing something about it.    Well, so far I am consistent and even try slopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Plaits&lt;/span&gt; or swim aerobics where I can.  So far I am -15 for weight loss and Rick is somewhere in the 6-8 range.  Not bad right?  .  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have tons to loose, we just want to get super healthy and see how we feel as we go.  I will post pics when we get to a point that pics reflect the loss. Wish us luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1161712074732981974?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1161712074732981974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1161712074732981974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1161712074732981974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1161712074732981974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-years-resolutionprogress.html' title='New Years Resolution...Progress'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-7549376186023097450</id><published>2010-01-08T13:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:20:16.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Da Na Na Na NA",  Singing The Winter Blues.</title><content type='html'>I was inspired by Michael and Darrel (from the office) to sing the Blues when I need a little pick me up. Jakie did not understand what I was talking about and Rick is buys at work, so...I'm gonna sing them just for you! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pro's&lt;/span&gt; know how to make it work, but something about just saying what you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; with a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;in between&lt;/span&gt; them really makes you feel better! I think I will give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0d0WKJvYXI/AAAAAAAABpA/Lybe4yTszhk/s1600-h/22176065_320X180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="147" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0d0WKJvYXI/AAAAAAAABpA/Lybe4yTszhk/s400/22176065_320X180.jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; **Here is the source of my troubles!!! IT IS FREEZING COLD our high this week is 31 degrees. Ouch! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424432618180157794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0d0ufKroWI/AAAAAAAABpI/2LWEsIC1cOU/s400/5day_640x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Ever since January first, I been stuck at home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Every body back to work and I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fun to do, just laundry and clean&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Gotta join some kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sportin'&lt;/span&gt; team!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;freakin'&lt;/span&gt; cold and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;there's&lt;/span&gt; no where to go....&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Pittsburgh is frozen and under 6 inches of snow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is over and there is no more fun in sight&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Baby come home and take me out for a date night.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Got no more cash, no more presents to get&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Our poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Slobby&lt;/span&gt; died (our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hamster&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; vacation) and the fish survived unfed.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work out, got some new years things to do..&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;But the snow is to heavy and I suck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;driving&lt;/span&gt; in it, its true!&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; Na Na Na Na",&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I said Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;I got the stuck at home, no where to go, too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;freakin'&lt;/span&gt; cold, no presents, no more fun blues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Woah&lt;/span&gt;..Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it actually works! Well, good. Now I can focus on the fun stuff! Hope the snow stops so that I can go do something FUN! Hey, since I obsess about the summer in the winter time, I was thinking about getting a pass to the Sandcastle water park this summer. They are pretty reasonable and it would be fun to go for a few hours a few days a week to get heat relief. Sweet, sweet heat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was kinda hoping to find a few mommy buddies that want to do the same. Anyone that lives here in Pittsburgh in?? Mention it to me when we see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; next! I will get the details for anyone interested.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0dxsdaVb7I/AAAAAAAABo4/GnILW-cgMpM/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-7549376186023097450?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/7549376186023097450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=7549376186023097450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7549376186023097450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/7549376186023097450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/01/da-na-na-na-na-singing-winter-blues.html' title='&quot;Da Na Na Na NA&quot;,  Singing The Winter Blues.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0d0WKJvYXI/AAAAAAAABpA/Lybe4yTszhk/s72-c/22176065_320X180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-5138269023281340595</id><published>2010-01-06T10:34:00.024-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T13:57:21.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells!  Congrattulation to Jonathan &amp; Elizabeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone Know David Brough??? Well, to quote him: "&lt;strong&gt;Wedding Bells&lt;/strong&gt;!" Congratulations Jonathan and Elizabeth! They are officially married as of 6:48pm on December 20, 2009 and I have a new sister. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423665101836615058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S6rJ-nfZI/AAAAAAAABnY/9BoWjMoCg8s/s400/GetAttachmentCA883FTP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I have mentioned before that I had the pleasure of planning my brother Jonathan's wedding from Pittsburgh and now...here is 411 of the event. I flew home to TX on the 15th of December to help get things pulled together for the ceremony on the 20th. They got married at a gorgeous little Historic Hotel Downtown (at the El Paso Weston, El Camino Real Hotel.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so much work but so worth it. I just checked something off every day for 3 months when ordering, checked things off for the 5 days prior to the wedding and when the day arrived, everything was done and ready to be set up (or at least that is how it felt). I was proud of my organization because usually it is no worries, until that day when a melt down occurs. Not for me. Thank goodness I had my Mom to do the leg work, Her mom to help set up Sunday morning and to give me lots of great ideas and handle Elizabeth's load along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went early to set up on Sunday morning and after a few kinks (things were not set up yet!) and some patience it all came together. A little extra help from my Aunt Cindy (my aunt, moms sister) that morning helped a ton too. It was sure appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, well Elizabeth (Bride) and Johnny (Groom) went with colors of Burgundy, white, with the accents of crystal and fire light. We used White Orchids and Burgundy roses for flowers, candles on every table, in every window sill, in large glass candle holders, diamond crystals on every surface, and white petals to mark the aisle path. I was the ideas behind it all and they were the veto on anything they did not like. I don't think they vetoed anything actually! They were the easiest Bride and Groom in history! I just kept them informed and asked them to tell me if they hated things, and let me know if they wanted anything extra. Neither complained and both said they loved it! Truthfully, that was all that mattered! From my perspective, everything came together just as I saw it in my head and I was so pleased that they were happy. I sure love you both and thanks for not only letting me be a part of things, but for making them fun and being so appreciate. Welcome to the family Elizabeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DID NOT get to take any of the pics as I ended up totally busy getting things ready and on time, etc.. but here are the pics that were taken by the pro they had do it:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423695091067875426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0TV8wkhcGI/AAAAAAAABoQ/D18Y__Av4IQ/s400/GetAttachmentCAO8WT15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Cake Table to the right of the enterance. I think too many cakes are hidden or off to the side. For what they cost, they should be featured! I loved the design and I made the 36 rose head topper by hand. My fingers are still dyed a little burgundy from the roses!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423666226886673042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S7spHdApI/AAAAAAAABoA/1X26jpyteyM/s400/GetAttachmentCAN5LKC8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sign in Table. The bright flash washed out the matting that people sign but it is a square matting that people sign around the sign in pen jar. It will hang with their wedding photo in it. I took the engagement photos in 15 minutes in both frames on both tables up at Sceinic drive the day before the wedding. It was freezing, early and we had time for 10 shots but I think I got some good ones. They worked anyway.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423665243446879618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S6zZhIpYI/AAAAAAAABng/KZ-WRs68BAI/s400/GetAttachmentCABIYB4X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is what the room looked like before guests arrived. The lighting was much softer once the sun was down. The whole room was lit by candle light and gorgeous huge chandaleers seen in other pics below. It was beautiful! Tables have red rose petals and tiny, tiny diamond chips over them to make them sparkle. The candles are on top of round mirrored plates that reflected back the light of the candles and chandaleers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423695716416899442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0TWhKLWSXI/AAAAAAAABoo/KA8ojVzYqdg/s400/GetAttachmentCAZ8Q7D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hutchins family that could make it, 09. Dad, Mom, Jonathan, Elizabeth, Rick, Me, or kids Jacob (5) &amp;amp; baby Ricky (6 mo.), Ben and his kids Ashley (5) &amp;amp; Alley (9). Missed the rest of the family!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423695637964760738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0TWcl65pqI/AAAAAAAABog/iuQtFIiUuk8/s400/GetAttachmentCAXYNZEL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Groom Jonathan with Mom and Dad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423664617804413986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S6O-0WPCI/AAAAAAAABnI/DVIsGOiiwCY/s400/GetAttachmentCA07U5A2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jon and Elizabeth with the Brides family (Perez family.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423695520993513122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0TWVyKyDqI/AAAAAAAABoY/H4ozSo6EorI/s400/GetAttachmentCAQ1BVKL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Neither of them are exhibitionists so I think it was painful for them to do this in front of lots of people, but I actually started crying because they were super sweet. I am so happy for them both. (They got closer a few seconds later!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423664133294021138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S5yx4EWhI/AAAAAAAABm4/ivDUQU85LS4/s400/GetAttachmentCAW1GA2Z.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yep, they do and they did. We are glad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I made the boutineers. I think they came out pretty good for my first time! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423664291083069778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S579r6KVI/AAAAAAAABnA/1ISHgupg9nU/s400/GetAttachmentCA0MIXTB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Moms and Dads congrattulate the crazy kids first.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423665381511224914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S67b2PXlI/AAAAAAAABno/eYZ0QSAiK2Q/s400/GetAttachmentCAE2FI3C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hola to the band! They played american and mexican standards and I have to say that I loved the cumbias! Wish I didnt have kids with colds that night or I would have shaken a hip or two!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423664732272113714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S6VpPkuDI/AAAAAAAABnQ/l-qGBHKr8T4/s400/GetAttachmentCA3LANR4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They said absolutely no dance alone, but, after 25 people forced them up there they did their first dance together as husband and wife. Again, not exhebitionists! They were great sports though.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423665447498722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S6_Rq4rBI/AAAAAAAABnw/GJOnMu3AxIM/s400/GetAttachmentCAGK5NL6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Benny, His girls to his right (Ashely, Alley) and to his left is our cousine Andy. Cant find a pic of Cindy &amp;amp; Brian though. Such a bummer! Wish we had cought them on film!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423695886528921426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0TWrD5Nv1I/AAAAAAAABow/6G3VH3xNQx0/s400/GetAttachmentCANP1Y27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Guests and table shots. Mostly family/friends of Elizabeth. We are few on the Hutchins side in town, but we are fun! Head table in the back infront of the window sat Jon, Elizabeth, Her parents and His parents.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423666023882504210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/S0S7g03fOBI/AAAAAAAABn4/hDXyUtdBGtE/s400/GetAttachmentCAI0BZSG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making their escape. We got them a room at the hotel that night so all they had to do was head upstairs! Love that idea. Next time I get ma..... just kidding! No seconds for me! 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We just celebrated a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to a new year on Friday morning and then woke up to say goodbye to Ricks mom Carolyn, sister Katie, and brother Cam. What a bummer to see them go! They got to visit from Christmas Eve night until New Years Morning and it was sure great to see them. There were so many fun things that we all got to do together but my favorite was when we were all just sitting around with nothing to do. Usually with someone on the computer, someone in the kitchen, someone watching TV and me reading the book Cam got me for Christmas (Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;:Going Rogue. LOVED THE BOOK Cam! Thanks again.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are such vast differences in how Rick and I do things at times and it is when we visit both sides of the family that I see why. In my family we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really set schedules. We talk about what needs to get done but never with any time limits like times to leave, orders to do things, etc. We just kinda go with the flow and if talking pushes something from the daily to do list then so be it.. there is always tomorrow, right? Great for flexibility but we often end up with too little time to get something done or under serious stress when we cant do it or find whatever it is we needed. It gets tense since my mom is a type A living in a type B world! Still, it is the way I have lived all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, there is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; way. I remember being shocked at our first family vacation after we got married when Dad planned for us to head out at 3:30am to get on a 6am flight. I thought I would die. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even pack until 12am! Well, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;rough&lt;/span&gt; getting up that trip but I loved having more time once we got to the destination and was glad the day was not lost to travel alone. I have learned that when with Ricks family there is a plan, a schedule and an order. That used to be against my own nature but is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;quickly&lt;/span&gt; became something I learned to appreciate and love because it has it's benefits. I never miss a sight when we are all together and there is always time to do what is needed and wanted since we have it all in the plan. I guess what I am saying is that I love both ways of doing things. I love both sides of the family so much. Both ways with room for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; other has been a good balance for our home because Rick and I. We both brought our families ways of doing things into our marriage and we have both adapted and allowed for the others likes/dislikes and ways of doing things. I rarely get to stay in j&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ammies&lt;/span&gt; until 2pm, get ready and head out at 5pm to do the days chores, but that is just what mommas house is for right? He rarely has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; getting up early enough to be showered, dressed and ready to head out by 9am but that is what mommas house is for him...right? Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we were sad to leave my family, thrilled to see Ricks family and then sad again when it was time to say goodbye to them as they headed home. Come back any time!! That goes to both sides! This Holiday season was such a treat and we love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on to the New Year 2010! We always have resolutions but it is funny how they are the same ones I have had since I was 12: read s&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;criptures&lt;/span&gt; more, pray more, eat less, work out more, spend more time having fun as a family, be kinder, smarter, etc. It has taken a few decades but I am going to cross &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt; 2 of those off of my list!! Since I am starting a new work out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; I think I will try for the work out more and I also need to be better on scriptures. I think I will focus on those and see where I get. I will update as things progress....If they progress! Rick I think has about the same goals. I think this year will be wonderful as he transitions into a full position (no longer a fellow) at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;UPMC&lt;/span&gt; in June and that makes this year a landmark. No more student, intern, fellow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;titles&lt;/span&gt; anymore! He will be full fledged and finally getting paid what he is worth for it! We get to pay debt with it but still, that is progress! Can't wait...(Neither can our car loan holder or our Student Loan Lenders)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Happy New Year to all! I am putting in a few pics below of things we did while the family was here. All shots are courtesy of Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Katie&lt;/span&gt; since I had pink eye and could not really see to shoot my camera. I'd say she did a great job of documenting though! Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-nYQUgZwI/AAAAAAAABlw/Rtu6uc9vvUU/s1600-h/DSC09765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422236511517042434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-nYQUgZwI/AAAAAAAABlw/Rtu6uc9vvUU/s400/DSC09765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a happy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-nExg7QmI/AAAAAAAABlo/o2b0vRJGodo/s1600-h/DSC09754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422236176830120546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-nExg7QmI/AAAAAAAABlo/o2b0vRJGodo/s400/DSC09754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rick and Uncle Cam at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;PPG&lt;/span&gt; Place &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;iceskating&lt;/span&gt; at the outdoor skating rink with Jacob. It was freaking cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-m7K2mBhI/AAAAAAAABlg/yetSO7h-uSo/s1600-h/DSC09797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422236011833198098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-m7K2mBhI/AAAAAAAABlg/yetSO7h-uSo/s400/DSC09797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rick and I warming up inside at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;PPG&lt;/span&gt; place while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;checking&lt;/span&gt; out the gingerbread displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-my8Q6OmI/AAAAAAAABlY/_Yw8y-pskRc/s1600-h/DSC09753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422235870478088802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-my8Q6OmI/AAAAAAAABlY/_Yw8y-pskRc/s400/DSC09753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Cam. The kids just love ya!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mpA0QcVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/M7thOSPIerc/s1600-h/DSC09747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422235699901395282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mpA0QcVI/AAAAAAAABlQ/M7thOSPIerc/s400/DSC09747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ricky in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; blue monkey suit grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; gave him for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. I wish all of our warm suit/jackets could have ears and paws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mfUNaWRI/AAAAAAAABlI/GNMw4dzCdew/s1600-h/DSC09873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422235533308483858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mfUNaWRI/AAAAAAAABlI/GNMw4dzCdew/s400/DSC09873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jakie after going tubing with Uncle Cam, Aunt Katie and Daddy. Mommy got pink eye and the wind hurt it so mom, baby and Grandma stayed home. It was under 20 degrees out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mLuH9-NI/AAAAAAAABlA/MYOr3yU5rlU/s1600-h/DSC09885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422235196667590866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mLuH9-NI/AAAAAAAABlA/MYOr3yU5rlU/s400/DSC09885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; and her little Ricky. Such love for babies. So fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mAQHKi9I/AAAAAAAABk4/KRiRgJnlLrM/s1600-h/DSC09883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422234999632595922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-mAQHKi9I/AAAAAAAABk4/KRiRgJnlLrM/s400/DSC09883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Kaite&lt;/span&gt; makes up for lost time with little Ricky. He things she is as neat as Jakie did. Who can resist someone that wants to smile at you and give you everything you ever wanted?? I know I cant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-l38QD21I/AAAAAAAABkw/KkUcIKsEbj8/s1600-h/DSC09878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422234856862243666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-l38QD21I/AAAAAAAABkw/KkUcIKsEbj8/s400/DSC09878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Katies&lt;/span&gt; little Guy. Between the automatic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;arcinal&lt;/span&gt; gun that Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Jonny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Hutchins&lt;/span&gt; gave him (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Comlete&lt;/span&gt; with a 30 bullet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;amo&lt;/span&gt; strap) and the toy shot gun gun he got, our house is gonna be safe! We will use it to teach gun safety! Thanks Kate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-lt7Qmo-I/AAAAAAAABko/QojzHCTr7Qs/s1600-h/DSC09876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422234684797395938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-lt7Qmo-I/AAAAAAAABko/QojzHCTr7Qs/s400/DSC09876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bath Time with Grandma. This goes back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Jakies&lt;/span&gt; baby traditions. Grandma and Katie always give the baths in the mornings &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;whe&lt;/span&gt; we visit because babies in the bath are so much fun! Thanks mom for all of you help and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-lFFSAf-I/AAAAAAAABkg/IXAXOZFCzRI/s1600-h/DSC09924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422233983113002978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-lFFSAf-I/AAAAAAAABkg/IXAXOZFCzRI/s400/DSC09924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; New Years Eve gone awry! Our cheap glass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;cascerole&lt;/span&gt; dish exploded when it was accidentally set on a burner that was on. It blew sky high, and a grease fire started. It was super mild in intensity and after about 1 minute of Rick and I talking about putting it out it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;extingushed&lt;/span&gt; using our handy kitchen extinguisher. It was not without its funny moment though when Rick fired it backwards and almost shot his face with the powder in it! Ha. I still laugh when I think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kzkhxa1I/AAAAAAAABkY/68CbTd_Eh6k/s1600-h/DSC09898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422233682262977362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kzkhxa1I/AAAAAAAABkY/68CbTd_Eh6k/s400/DSC09898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rick and Cam did a p&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;rivate&lt;/span&gt; tour of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Stealer's&lt;/span&gt; facilities while we all went to this building that Pittsburgh University built to use for education. It has lots of rooms that were decorated by groups representing different countries and each has that groups &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;decore&lt;/span&gt; and traditions inside. I think there are 26. We did a mini tour of about 10 or 12. We took Jakie and Ricky on it and Jacob lasted about 3 rooms. We sat out in the lobby area and played games until the rest was over. It was interesting though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-krr_bUvI/AAAAAAAABkQ/_MhYDNcxdxY/s1600-h/DSC09891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422233546827453170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-krr_bUvI/AAAAAAAABkQ/_MhYDNcxdxY/s400/DSC09891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Strip District in Pics ABOVE AND BELOW where they sell lots of goods. We got S&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;tealer's&lt;/span&gt; gear for friends, went to a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; called Crystals (thanks Guy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Fiero&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;DDD&lt;/span&gt; --Diners, Drive ins, and Dives for the tip). Their Sirloin Sandwich was fantastic and I loved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kaYDBu5I/AAAAAAAABkA/OVaT7kcDtDc/s1600-h/DSC09893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422233249416067986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kaYDBu5I/AAAAAAAABkA/OVaT7kcDtDc/s400/DSC09893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kRCLlnpI/AAAAAAAABj4/rFT6XbNnE4k/s1600-h/DSC09906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422233088927571602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-kRCLlnpI/AAAAAAAABj4/rFT6XbNnE4k/s400/DSC09906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look out point that everyone that visits gets to go see. Mount Washington is by far one of the best views of the city. I like a view from the Fort Pitt bridge too, but I think this one is my favorite. It was freaking freezing though so this was just one moment of about 10 seconds that we got out for. Pretty huh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-1973565346565819844?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/1973565346565819844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=1973565346565819844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1973565346565819844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/1973565346565819844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-nYQUgZwI/AAAAAAAABlw/Rtu6uc9vvUU/s72-c/DSC09765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-840817315282508850</id><published>2009-12-28T22:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:12:23.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 7th Anniversary!  I Am So Lucky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MARRIED DECEMBER 27TH, 2002 (Mount &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Timpanogos&lt;/span&gt; Temple, PG, UT.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-wjiGaCHI/AAAAAAAABmg/_Do50VO2-_Y/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422246600872953970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-wjiGaCHI/AAAAAAAABmg/_Do50VO2-_Y/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2009 ... HAPPY 7TH ANNIVERSARY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that this is a late entry, but we just got home from El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;, there was family visiting and I just could not find the time to get this all out. As usual, it is late but ever sincere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, after 7 years, probably about 13 jobs between us (probably more), 2 kids, 6 years of School, 3 cities, and many other stuff along the way, I have to say....I just feel lucky! Lucky because I realize that no one can ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;for see&lt;/span&gt; everything that will come up along the way. You and I just acted on our desire to bet together 7 years ago &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believing&lt;/span&gt;/hoping that the o&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ther&lt;/span&gt; one would love us back the same and that we could work things out along the way. We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; about what hard work marriage and how much we would have to work. Some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;marriages&lt;/span&gt; that started when ours did are still going strong and some are not and sadly some are no longer. It is that fact and these following reasons that I just feel so Lucky that I found you, that you thought I was cute, wanted to m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;arry&lt;/span&gt; me an that as the ever wise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; sings, that "I put a ring on it"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. We were crazy to get engaged with such a short amount of time of courtship between us!!! ( I will kill my kids if they try to do the same!) What luck that we both felt the same desire at the same time to lock it up tight and just go for it! What Luck that your parents loved me too and consented to our union without any interference or negativity. I have always loved and admired them for that!! Guess they just felt the same confirmation that we did. What Luck that you were not crazy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; or a closet molester! They are out there and I am so grateful that you were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; of that sort! Just good old Rick and I feel Lucky for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I feel lucky that you have all of the things that I needed in my life and just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; of them. You are a man of Structure, Humor, Humility (when you have to be), strength and determination. Nothing that you say will get done does not end up done. Maybe the trash going out, but aside from that, you are quite on it! IT is always done right, done well and done without much complaint. Since I am not a woman of extreme patience, this is such a lucky thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. I feel lucky that you are a die hard lover of the Lord, the Gospel and all things sacred. I know that I am second on the list of important things in your life and that the Lord is #1. I wanted someone that put him first because that meant that I would benefit from that as well. Cant love the lord and not love your wife right! I get to church on time (sometimes at all) because you are a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;stalwart&lt;/span&gt; and you would not miss it. My life of inactivity prior to the mission &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; rears its ugly head and you help me to beat it back! My kids get blessings as needed from their dad and have a wonderful example of a man of God because you honor your priesthood. Many women &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;marry&lt;/span&gt; men that start out that way but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; keep it up. I feel Lucky that you do and have since long before we ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. I feel lucky that I adore your family. How many marriages are stressed because families bicker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;incessantly&lt;/span&gt;. We are not without our differences at times, but the love is there. I adore them all, each and every one. They have made my life, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; life, your life, and our lives together as a family that much richer. I knew I liked them when we all met, I knew they were wonderful when we married, but I am so grateful that they have been more than I ever could have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;imagined&lt;/span&gt;! Your similar feelings for my family have allowed us to be a full family on both sides of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hutchins&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Shumway&lt;/span&gt; line. Anyone that does not get a long with their in-laws would agree that I should TRULY feel lucky for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. I feel lucky that you are a lover of children! Every time you play with, hold or express adoration for our children I just remind myself what a wonderful choice I made in a mate. You are such wonderful father! Our children will adore you for the time you spend loving them and I a&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dore&lt;/span&gt; you for it right along with them. Thank you for making me so lucky in this way! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. I am lucky you have a work/help others ethic. I planned to be the happy housewife, but as we went thought school, work, etc. getting it all done at home was quite a bigger chore than I anticipated. How lucky I am that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind grabbing groceries, babysitting while I get stuff done, cleaning out the car, doing laundry, getting gas-oil changes, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;vacuuming&lt;/span&gt;, making dinner, getting the boys dinner, showers, putting Jakie to bed every night, ironing on Sundays, getting the boys ready to leave, etc. The list goes on! You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; complain, you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; make me feel bad, you just help where help is needed! You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to do them all of the time or all together but you would, and on occasion you have. I AM SO LUCKY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. I am so lucky that you have ambition and want to work hard. Truth be told, I would have married you if you worked at a gas station because I truly adored you, but what luck that you had higher hopes. A short year and 1/2 at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;UVSC&lt;/span&gt; and a "fun" year at Snow College did not indicate what a success you could be, but I knew you would make our life comfortable. Then by the time we were married your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-Med dreams surprised me. Your acceptance into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; impressed me, your graduation from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; thrilled me and your acceptance into University of Washington Grand Program blew me away. I just thought you were fun, handsome, and smart when we married, but how lucky that I got those qualities and a ambitious, impressive husband along with them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. I am lucky that we both served missions in the same country! Though we did not serve together we both knew Laura &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Brough&lt;/span&gt; and she put in a huge word for you. I was already intrigued by the time we met and pretty much knew you were the one for me on our first date. Lucky for me that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pursued&lt;/span&gt; it and lucky for me that we both had a friend like Laura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. I am convinced that no marriage can make it without forgiveness. No one is perfect and I am certainly NOT an exception. I make so many mistakes on a daily basis and mess up huge on occasion. My mistakes are often due to selfishness on my part and it can take a few minutes to realize that. You let me figure it out though. You allow me the time I need to realize when I am wrong, and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; when I am right. You always forgive and you always ask for forgiveness and that makes me feel free to be myself. This could be in my opinion the most important part of marriage and you are a natural at it. I feel truly blessed and lucky that you have always afforded me that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Well, there are so many things more to be thankful for, but I guess I feel most lucky that you turned out to me so much more than I expected in every area. You were enough for me from day one, but as I review the years &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; the ups and downs that marriage can offer, you have just exceeded my highest expectations on ever issue. Sure I can nag at times, but it is more my issue than yours on most things. You have been an amazing partner. You are more than I ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;imagined&lt;/span&gt; and have been better every year than the last. It is because you make an effort. You try, you listen and you love freely. Thank you for that. Thank you for seven years of real, solid, forgiving, happy marriage. I feel Lucky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. Here is one of our engagement photos that I love because it is us laughing. I think of all of the things that make me happy in our marriage, it is when we are laughing and enjoying each other just as we did while watching some random movie (Finding Forester?) at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Kelly's&lt;/span&gt; house right before you asked me for my phone number (for the 3rd time). I laughed so hard and thought you were the funniest guy I had ever met. 7 years later I completely &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;agree with my first impressions! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422264105282501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz_AebG2-0I/AAAAAAAABmo/szNUJb-rFiM/s400/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-840817315282508850?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/840817315282508850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=840817315282508850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/840817315282508850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/840817315282508850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-7th-anniversary-i-am-so-lucky.html' title='Happy 7th Anniversary!  I Am So Lucky.'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz-wjiGaCHI/AAAAAAAABmg/_Do50VO2-_Y/s72-c/091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-4762915487163178216</id><published>2009-12-28T22:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T14:06:16.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PITTSBURGH...Like No Other Place!</title><content type='html'>So here is a perfect example of how Pittsburgh is different than other places. Maybe not from Jersey or somewhere else ladies can get rough, but different from most areas.  We went to the market district today and while parking we heard a horn blow and watched as little "birdies" flew all around us. Well, one lady got so upset at being honked at that she got out of her car, packed up a snowball in her hands and threw it at the offending car and driver!! Where does that happen? We all laughed and watched as she just got back into her car and drove off with a satisfied look on her rather rough looking face. I can hold my own, but I don't think I would get into it with the ladies here. They are hard core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture from the &lt;strong&gt;Pittsburgh Womens Football League&lt;/strong&gt;. The lady looked about like #88 from the other team.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422267708119492146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz_DwIuIpjI/AAAAAAAABmw/o4JB1hBMvt4/s400/img_0339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-4762915487163178216?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/4762915487163178216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=4762915487163178216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4762915487163178216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/4762915487163178216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2009/12/pittsburghlike-no-other-place.html' title='PITTSBURGH...Like No Other Place!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/Sz_DwIuIpjI/AAAAAAAABmw/o4JB1hBMvt4/s72-c/img_0339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-3049176226809974169</id><published>2009-12-28T22:22:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T18:25:42.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas To All From El Paso, TX!</title><content type='html'>Christmas was so much fun! I loved being home to spend it with my family (Hutchins). We missed Amy and Bethie (Sisters), but it was good to get to see Jonathan &amp;amp; new wife Elizabeth, Ben and his girls (Ashley &amp;amp; Alley), Dad and of course Mom. Because it was also so close to Jonathan's wedding, we got the added fun of Aunt Cindy, Uncle Brian and our cousin Andy visiting as well. The time was far to short that we got to visit, but I am so glad that I got to see them. We have to do that again asap! Anyone up for a trip to Disney Land and a few days in San D?&lt;br /&gt;After all of the wedding preparations and huge colds for Me, My Mom and both kids we got to work on Christmas. The colds really sucked as Mom got Pink Eye after her sniffling and sneezing for a week or so (from the kids) and the kids ended up in the Pediatricians office for breathing treatments that were ordered 3x's per day for the whole last week we were there. It was terrible, but a kind Pediatrician that okay ed us to be seen in his office, and lots of free samples, it was not as terrible as it could have been. The kids cleared up quickly and we were glad that we treated it before we ended up in the ER! I got pink eye after I got home (a symptom of the cold I think) but after lots of antibiotics we are all finally well again.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after attending to our needs and getting relatively healthy, Christmas was great. Everyone spent way to much money on gifts and we were glad that we had packed extra suitcases. Jacob scored so much fun stuff, among which a fully automatic Nerf machine gun (thanks Uncle Johnny &amp;amp; Aunt Elizabeth, that is just what a 5 year old needs (complete with an ammo chain that pops off a Nerf bullet per second), swords, a remote controlled mini helicopter that works (Uncle Benny) a NASCAR race track with remote control cars, tons of little toys, games, clothes, etc. Well, Jacob sure had a ball right along with Rick and I and everyone else it seemed. Seeing the kids play, adults laugh and even a few moments of mom getting hers into a bunch was fun. We sat around, played with toys until about 3pm, took naps and woke to eat a ton of Tamales (Thanks to the 6 dozen mom bought!), shrimp, moms famous guacamole dip and bescocho cookies for desert. The evenings entertainment of a truly rousing &lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt; rounds of Catch Phrase was a bonding moment for Rick with my Dad. They beat the pants off of mom and I (2 games to 8). I thought mom would kill me if I guessed another word or phrase before she began explaining. It only got better when Jon and Elizabeth joined us on our last 3 rounds and we got a dose of Jonathan's rousing competitive nature. Johnny's "kisses" (farts) were the least favorite part of the evening, but as usual, the wreck less abandon with which he will "blow them" offers a raunchy chuckle that only the Hutchins could appreciate (prescident sighted: Family trip to Idaho, and every other event in our family history). Unfortunately, I took all pictures with Dad's new camera and will now have to spend the rest of the year begging for them. When do I learn? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZziEHMoQNc/TbnoYsEb2OI/AAAAAAAACZg/7rLdeyWyJ5A/s1600/228289_104471409641387_100002355851569_43382_4955706_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763122456189154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZziEHMoQNc/TbnoYsEb2OI/AAAAAAAACZg/7rLdeyWyJ5A/s400/228289_104471409641387_100002355851569_43382_4955706_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVjNe3HWCqg/TbnoojQHkyI/AAAAAAAACaA/9bOPanJVtCE/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763394967180066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVjNe3HWCqg/TbnoojQHkyI/AAAAAAAACaA/9bOPanJVtCE/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13aTzvolvAw/TbnojkWKstI/AAAAAAAACZ4/hkGQ3cbs2cg/s1600/230338_104466829641845_100002355851569_43335_5795920_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763309361640146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13aTzvolvAw/TbnojkWKstI/AAAAAAAACZ4/hkGQ3cbs2cg/s400/230338_104466829641845_100002355851569_43335_5795920_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_sn1sHp-ho/Tbnof0qZhdI/AAAAAAAACZw/BfKz60Q5o0s/s1600/230338_104466826308512_100002355851569_43334_6706717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763245021988306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G_sn1sHp-ho/Tbnof0qZhdI/AAAAAAAACZw/BfKz60Q5o0s/s400/230338_104466826308512_100002355851569_43334_6706717_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14taRJu51k8/TbnocU1CVZI/AAAAAAAACZo/Q8JAuc89D0o/s1600/230338_104466819641846_100002355851569_43332_78866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763184937063826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14taRJu51k8/TbnocU1CVZI/AAAAAAAACZo/Q8JAuc89D0o/s400/230338_104466819641846_100002355851569_43332_78866_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, all in all, I would say a wonderful trip! Rick was really able to appreciate the crazy that is my family and came out loving us all a little more. What can I say..."to know us is to love us"... or hate us, but I am glad that he chose to love us.&lt;br /&gt;Johnny's wedding that I planned on the 20th of December only made the trip more chaotic, but more fun and offered a special thing I could do for him and his bride and my family that did not cost me anything but time. On my little budget for Christmas, I was glad to for once get to pay with time, detail and love rather than cash I did not have. His wedding was the reason for the visit and the ticket home was what made it all possible so thanks Johnny for bringing me in and thanks Mom for bringing the rest of the family in and letting us crash at your house and get the "Hutchins experience". Cant wait to repeat it all again some year soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures of Johnny's wedding to come in future entry after they are edited and sent to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-3049176226809974169?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/3049176226809974169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=3049176226809974169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3049176226809974169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/3049176226809974169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-nuptuals-and-merry-christmas-to.html' title='Merry Christmas To All From El Paso, TX!'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gZziEHMoQNc/TbnoYsEb2OI/AAAAAAAACZg/7rLdeyWyJ5A/s72-c/228289_104471409641387_100002355851569_43382_4955706_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-6666405042457710620</id><published>2009-12-13T22:19:00.034-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:06:27.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jakie Pie!!  December 14, 2004  10:25am</title><content type='html'>WHO YOU WERE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyW6wzLHTnI/AAAAAAAABjA/ZX2JyIluAXY/s1600-h/2008-08-25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939474516201074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyW6wzLHTnI/AAAAAAAABjA/ZX2JyIluAXY/s400/2008-08-25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WHO YOU ARE NOW:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414939783869797218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyW7Czmwk2I/AAAAAAAABjI/JYXZLfDhdkE/s400/2009-09-131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;YOU ARE OLDER NOW, BUT YOU ALWAYS WERE AND STILL ARE OUR FIRST SPECIAL BOY! BEST PART, ALL OF THE BEST PARTS HAVE STAYED THE SAME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jakie can't read (at this level) so this is more for the memory book I will make out of this one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob, on a daily basis I have 20 conversations with you that I wish I could record. You are truly the funniest little boy I know. We have never had a dull day with you since Dec 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; 2004 at 10:25am! You made a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;entrance&lt;/span&gt; into our lives and it has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;memorable&lt;/span&gt; ever since!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things that I love about you after just 5 short years of knowing you and I know that there will be so much more as the years go on. 'I look back I see pictures of you wide eyes, bright red hair, sweet cheeks and ever present grin and I just cant believe how fast it has gone by. I cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; the big boy whose feet touch the floor when I try to rock him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob, you have always been such a wonderful boy! Even as a baby you laughed early, you always had a smile, you had a temper but forgave quickly, you were very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt;, very head strong, very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, very independent, social (at the same time) and very loving! None of those things have ever changed about you. I have known that you loved and adored your daddy and me from the first time I held you in the hospital room. Your eyes looked right into mine and I could feel that I was going to be 1/2 of the luckiest parents in the world. You teach me everyday and allow me to teach you, most of the time. You make me want to be a better mommy and my greatest desire is to make you the best little boy you can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We always want you to know that we love you! Your daddy and I talk endlessly about our love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;gratitude&lt;/span&gt; for you and I suspect that we always will. We are so proud of the way that you love your brother, help your mother and try as hard as you can to obey your Father. It can be hard to do those things when you are just 5 but you sure try each day. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ever want you to loose your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;, your energy, your love or purity. They are so wonderful to have in our home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you these things each chance I get, but I want you to look back at this and know that you were loved, you were adored and that you were special. Thank you for all of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; you bring to our family. You were our first everything for 4 &amp;amp; 1/2 years and though your brother has joined us (and brought us much of the same wonderful traits you have) you will always be our only Jakie Pie, and our first little boy. We love you Jack-om-beans! Happy Birthday and thank you for being our boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/565018051502582209-6666405042457710620?l=seattleshumways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/feeds/6666405042457710620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=565018051502582209&amp;postID=6666405042457710620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6666405042457710620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/565018051502582209/posts/default/6666405042457710620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattleshumways.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-jakie-pie.html' title='Happy Birthday Jakie Pie!!  December 14, 2004  10:25am'/><author><name>Shumway's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14351533651571432537</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SoCEoj-x6bI/AAAAAAAABOM/KUudr9o-9u4/S220/441.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyW6wzLHTnI/AAAAAAAABjA/ZX2JyIluAXY/s72-c/2008-08-25.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-565018051502582209.post-3857618305762703120</id><published>2009-12-10T13:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:00:47.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Season/Birthday Wishes</title><content type='html'>Well Everyone, thank you so much for the birthday wishes on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;, calls, texts, cards, etc. I sure love you all. My 31st was a great birthday! I woke up at 4:20am and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; turn 31 (like I do every year), sang myself happy birthday and went back to bed. I woke up later that morning thinking I was going to spend the day shuttling hubby to/from work, going to the shop for the van, taking Jakie to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; and cleaning all day and ended up blowing off anything that was not &lt;u&gt;required&lt;/u&gt; and just spent the day in bed! I had Rick and Jakie with me the whole day as we watched cartoons, ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast and played games in bed. I loved it. I think that is how I am going to do my birthday every year. Total revolt! It only got better when Rick got home and we went out for Chick-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a for dinner and came home to desert and presents. Great birthday! Thanks again everyone for the birthday wishes. Some day I will have a big huge party for friends and family to come and have fun with us.  HERE ARE A FEW FLASH BACK PHOTOS OF ME AS A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414950182919346562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyXEgHFYGYI/AAAAAAAABjg/teFa28DXHgA/s400/scan0016_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414951090634416930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyXFU8lg4yI/AAAAAAAABjo/OGezamYstME/s400/scan0409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414949551944629874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyXD7YhR_nI/AAAAAAAABjY/X_2oY5QiD84/s400/scan0558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414948246521841522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oCj3rpSEsE/SyXCvZcPB3I/AAAAAAAABjQ/b8lua8k6vwA/s400/scan0010_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from that, we are just busy, busy, busy with the holiday stuff. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jakie's&lt;/span&gt; birthday is coming up in about 4 days (Monday) so we are doing what we must to make that fun for him. No big party this year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt; 3 &amp;amp; 4 since we are headed out the next day to TX. He will get a fun party next year I think. Maybe a wild &amp;amp; Crazy party at some fun place. Who knows? I felt bad at first but then I though...wait...we have limited funds, we are leaving the next day, time is short this Sat as we prep for the trip and Jakie really wont know the difference. Forget it. Why kill ourselves, right! Oh well. Family parties are what I always had and it makes the parties with f&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;riends&lt;/span&gt; more fun when they are a surprise when they happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, loving the holidays, loving the family times coming up and looking forward to cramming it all in. I think this week will be going to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;, ice-skating,
