tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9838206300373730492024-03-13T12:53:30.157-07:00Daily SamanthaSome bunny's coming....Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.comBlogger769125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-47717008633925363482010-06-07T08:00:00.000-07:002010-06-07T08:00:03.956-07:00Get outta here!<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">My baby sister was born today at 8am. And Mimi's new blog was born, too. Please go </span><a href="http://www.sammyolivia.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">www.sammyolivia.blogspot.com</span></a><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"> from now on. Bye bye Daily Samantha.....</span>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-15630095842577342172010-06-07T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-07T06:00:11.672-07:00I'm a little busy today, so.....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbrU1kh9yI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/yIWJ6gvdsc0/s1600/June+2+2010+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbrU1kh9yI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/yIWJ6gvdsc0/s400/June+2+2010+021.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">So I am just gonna eat this chocolate donut that has sprinkles on it and head off to the hospital. Why? Have you not been paying attention? My baby sister, Whosits, is being born this morning! I am no longer an only child raising my mommy and daddy. Now reinforcements are here!</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-5857198360168697142010-06-06T17:13:00.000-07:002010-06-06T17:14:05.516-07:00The only child<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAw5YsIofjI/AAAAAAAAC7M/UoARYNd0OLc/s1600/June+5+2010+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAw5YsIofjI/AAAAAAAAC7M/UoARYNd0OLc/s400/June+5+2010+051.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Here is the last photo I have of Sammy as an only child with her Mommy and Daddy.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-3445243349275700532010-06-06T07:13:00.000-07:002010-06-06T07:13:06.343-07:00Swimming Pool<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAurwJjbBWI/AAAAAAAAC7A/AljLVlQ87-4/s1600/June+5+2010+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAurwJjbBWI/AAAAAAAAC7A/AljLVlQ87-4/s400/June+5+2010+022.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Yesterday we delivered a tree for Mommy and Daddy. While it got planted, Mommy got Sammy's pool put together and filled with water. Sammy loves her pool! At first she put one foot in and, as the water was cold, quickly pulled her foot back out. Within five minutes she was wholly in the pool, dress and diaper wet, enjoying herself immensly! Off came the diaper and the dress and our little mermaid was splashing around. The pool has an awning so little baby skin won't burn. She's going to have a fun summer with this! </span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-9533807672871152352010-06-05T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-05T06:00:02.308-07:00Who's Bench?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAboFUU-iBI/AAAAAAAAC4M/4zwaB8Kz5dk/s1600/June+2+2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAboFUU-iBI/AAAAAAAAC4M/4zwaB8Kz5dk/s400/June+2+2010+010.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>I told <strike>Mammie</strike>, er, Sammy that Papa bought this special bench for our patio. She wanted to know if it was Sammy's bench and I told her that she had to share it. Padden's bench? Yes, it would be his, too. Whosits bench? Yes, even little Whosit can sit there. But Sammy seemed more concerned that Papa needed to sit in the bench with her. And you can bet I'll be there with the camera for <em>that</em> one!Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-58876896212236026192010-06-04T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-04T06:00:07.144-07:00Dining al fresco<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbm2rszYzI/AAAAAAAAC4A/DbgN9Mi7gY0/s1600/June+2+2010+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbm2rszYzI/AAAAAAAAC4A/DbgN9Mi7gY0/s400/June+2+2010+006.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Miss Priss here decided that she'd take her breakfast outside, thank you very much. (See how smart I am? Served her in a plastic container instead of my usual dishes. Hey, I could just see her fling a bowl out into the yard....)</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-46085500729072736102010-06-03T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-03T06:00:05.199-07:00Welcome to the 1950s<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbmEW-36sI/AAAAAAAAC30/5HItlt8SF-E/s1600/June+2+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAbmEW-36sI/AAAAAAAAC30/5HItlt8SF-E/s400/June+2+2010+002.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy found the drawer where I throw these velcro curlers and after seeing them in my hair (!) she wanted to try them, too.</span>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-44484784844986108472010-06-02T12:13:00.000-07:002010-06-02T12:13:12.315-07:00Happy Second Blog BirthdayToday this blog two years old. This many :::holding up two fingers::: I didn't think I could do it every day but I did with the occasional help from Mommy! Yea Me!Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-7670492061132790932010-06-02T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-02T06:46:26.356-07:00Mammy help<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQvnGrG-UI/AAAAAAAAC3E/onw58toXj24/s1600/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQvnGrG-UI/AAAAAAAAC3E/onw58toXj24/s400/DSC_0007.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQv-b-jdGI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/P4TntekqtMI/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQv-b-jdGI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/P4TntekqtMI/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" width="400" /></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">She's a good little helper. But she needs to come over here and help me now.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-13102380607665749502010-06-01T06:00:00.000-07:002010-06-01T06:00:09.349-07:00This is Joe Carcione with your tip of the day...................<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQrPddEazI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/sPtwG3MLb8k/s1600/DSC_0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQrPddEazI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/sPtwG3MLb8k/s320/DSC_0001.jpg" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQsTqWmNQI/AAAAAAAAC24/MGVuMRgh9VM/s1600/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAQsTqWmNQI/AAAAAAAAC24/MGVuMRgh9VM/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Like many this past holiday weekend in our area, enjoyed beautiful weather finally. And that meant for some, yard work. Using her birthday gift of gardening tools, Sammy helped Daddy as only a two year old can 'help'.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-36864403360579497962010-05-31T06:23:00.000-07:002010-05-31T06:23:36.517-07:00Pony<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAO4EAnQq0I/AAAAAAAAC2E/-ao1dYEqO1g/s1600/May+25+2010+064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/TAO4EAnQq0I/AAAAAAAAC2E/-ao1dYEqO1g/s400/May+25+2010+064.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy doesn't say Pony Tail, she just says Pony. So Pony it is when she comes over and I fix her 'do.</span>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-32844868095829760442010-05-30T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-30T06:00:04.288-07:00I do it<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__iJHqDyFI/AAAAAAAAC1I/ALPuNzREEmg/s1600/May+25+2010+070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__iJHqDyFI/AAAAAAAAC1I/ALPuNzREEmg/s400/May+25+2010+070.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy prefers to tie her own shoes.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-62139282210765523982010-05-29T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-29T06:00:04.189-07:00Tie-it<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__gNzrzkCI/AAAAAAAAC08/FN6oB6ARmMI/s1600/May+24+2010+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__gNzrzkCI/AAAAAAAAC08/FN6oB6ARmMI/s400/May+24+2010+009.jpg" width="267" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__f4WIxyWI/AAAAAAAAC00/XERDmY_k0QA/s1600/May+24+2010+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S__f4WIxyWI/AAAAAAAAC00/XERDmY_k0QA/s400/May+24+2010+008.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tie-it is Sammy's way of saying, "Shhh, QUIET" the baby birds are sleeping!! 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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_vV98BG25I/AAAAAAAACzU/-cmB2nEVpAE/s1600/May+24+2010+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gu="true" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_vV98BG25I/AAAAAAAACzU/-cmB2nEVpAE/s400/May+24+2010+002.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-64854095242430869762010-05-26T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-26T06:00:06.049-07:00Wedgie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_SBRqh2XeI/AAAAAAAACyk/lI_CymcS_-c/s1600/May+19+2010+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_SBRqh2XeI/AAAAAAAACyk/lI_CymcS_-c/s400/May+19+2010+022.jpg" width="267" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Yikes!</div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-68738353638363235882010-05-25T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-25T06:00:03.830-07:00For you, Auntie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_SArVlKmhI/AAAAAAAACyc/Qotwdz7FUEU/s1600/May+19+2010+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_SArVlKmhI/AAAAAAAACyc/Qotwdz7FUEU/s400/May+19+2010+021.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy had just put the binkie in Camden's mouth and then she decided that Auntie needed one, too!</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-79224244249992139842010-05-24T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-24T06:00:08.144-07:00May flowers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_P1JqzHolI/AAAAAAAACyQ/gEnMtXqnAno/s1600/May+12+2010+050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_P1JqzHolI/AAAAAAAACyQ/gEnMtXqnAno/s400/May+12+2010+050.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Even with milk on her face, she is absolutely blooming!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">** two weeks from today, Whosits joins the family!</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-38813506138766584922010-05-23T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-23T06:00:02.262-07:00Fashion plate<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PzbAD2AVI/AAAAAAAACyA/ifSTIv97VgI/s1600/May+12+2010+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PzbAD2AVI/AAAAAAAACyA/ifSTIv97VgI/s400/May+12+2010+029.jpg" width="267" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Everyone knows that before you leave the house, check the mirror. Hat? Check. Coat? Check. Necklace? Check. Gladiator Sandals? Check. Ready to go.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-11326207012414318102010-05-22T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-22T06:00:04.701-07:00Noodles!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_Pxb2gaHFI/AAAAAAAACxs/cGYEKhCRDSk/s1600/May+18+2010+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_Pxb2gaHFI/AAAAAAAACxs/cGYEKhCRDSk/s400/May+18+2010+007.jpg" width="267" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy loves her noodles! She's become a two-fisted eater with them! Be careful Sammy; if you take after your Mommy's side of the family, no problem. But if you take after your Daddy's side of the family, pasta will be the death of your hips.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_Px5O-ExqI/AAAAAAAACx4/Z516bzigWSE/s1600/May+18+2010+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_Px5O-ExqI/AAAAAAAACx4/Z516bzigWSE/s320/May+18+2010+010.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-75729875418046553762010-05-21T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-21T06:00:05.132-07:00More bubbles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PwGYiRLeI/AAAAAAAACxk/4M12DbN7pAM/s1600/from+iphone+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PwGYiRLeI/AAAAAAAACxk/4M12DbN7pAM/s320/from+iphone+027.jpg" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy's friend Sherill keeps plenty of candy and toys available for a little girl who visits at Mommy and Daddy's work. By the time Sammy was done blowing bubbles, the soap had saturated the carpet in spots and her dress was soaked too. No need to add detergent to that load, Mommy.</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-79895753824965004562010-05-20T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-20T06:00:06.570-07:00Beach Babe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PvGavpzLI/AAAAAAAACxc/e6yQR7kOCqQ/s1600/from+iphone+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_PvGavpzLI/AAAAAAAACxc/e6yQR7kOCqQ/s400/from+iphone+008.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy and her posse went to Tahoe for a day of sunning. Notice how her hair is starting to whip around in the breeze?</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-45354506492462662412010-05-19T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-19T06:00:07.990-07:00Where's your token, buddy?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_IX8YVZdLI/AAAAAAAACwQ/l9N127fjIhQ/s1600/May+12+2010+054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_IX8YVZdLI/AAAAAAAACwQ/l9N127fjIhQ/s400/May+12+2010+054.jpg" width="267" wt="true" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sammy is learning the fine art of backing up a 40' coach. She just can't reach the pedals yet.</span>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-52375561702519722702010-05-18T06:00:00.001-07:002010-05-18T06:00:03.699-07:00WAIT!<object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/PpZpBYLj0xQ/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpZpBYLj0xQ&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PpZpBYLj0xQ&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For those of you who didn't get to enjoy this on facebook...here you go! One of our all time favorties!</span></div>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983820630037373049.post-67919250388914777292010-05-17T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-17T06:00:11.508-07:00Rosy Cheeks<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_BYVFBPaYI/AAAAAAAACwE/mI3OaQ9-7TA/s1600/DSC_00018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5I24DjUCnU/S_BYVFBPaYI/AAAAAAAACwE/mI3OaQ9-7TA/s320/DSC_00018.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sammy got some rosy cheeks from her trip to Tahoe with the girls. She was SOOO tired from that day, she slept in till 9am!!! I had to go and check on her just to make sure she was still breathing!</span>Mimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13410626708234186929noreply@blogger.com0