tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235930998790219952011-07-28T12:30:43.215-07:00Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.comBlogger141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-78001578353018417722009-12-02T07:29:00.000-08:002009-12-02T07:35:17.047-08:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mbk81X6WHA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mbk81X6WHA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-7800157835301841772?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-82651159442147053772009-12-02T06:56:00.000-08:002009-12-02T07:06:53.728-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SxaAslfGrPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T1FLLTVADOY/s1600-h/cotton.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SxaAslfGrPI/AAAAAAAAAW4/T1FLLTVADOY/s400/cotton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410653505797401842" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" >We close on our new house on the 15th of this month. We are all excited and a bit nervous moving with four kids. We will not move until after the holidays but we are busy packing and getting things ready to go! I am looking forward to seeing the kids running and playing all over the place. No busy streets, beautiful skies. It will be an adventure.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-8265115944214705377?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-87125358868760331132009-09-12T13:19:00.000-07:002009-09-12T13:30:07.509-07:00<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfcTiSTD8Fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jfcTiSTD8Fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />I love hearing Isabella play the piano. I wish the sound recording was better here. I am really proud of her. She is learning a lot of really pretty songs.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-8712535886876033113?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-8836234165594715962009-09-11T19:35:00.000-07:002009-09-11T19:49:48.915-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLwqBhLsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MVqDecYVo1w/s1600-h/06HF1539.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLwqBhLsI/AAAAAAAAAD0/MVqDecYVo1w/s400/06HF1539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380407110366473922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLwJybRrI/AAAAAAAAADs/Wim0jYKSMNk/s1600-h/bella12301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLwJybRrI/AAAAAAAAADs/Wim0jYKSMNk/s400/bella12301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380407101713237682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLv4evdjI/AAAAAAAAADk/HW0uWKEYgTI/s1600-h/carr-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SqsLv4evdjI/AAAAAAAAADk/HW0uWKEYgTI/s400/carr-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380407097067271730" border="0" /></a><br />Pictures of Isabella when she was little. She is almost as big as me now and in Middle School! Sweet girl.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-883623416559471596?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-54023588744333960012009-08-22T14:11:00.001-07:002009-08-22T14:13:28.049-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SpBfNDEGiMI/AAAAAAAAADU/zQWsRG6R50M/s1600-h/IMG_2036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SpBfNDEGiMI/AAAAAAAAADU/zQWsRG6R50M/s400/IMG_2036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372899033218451650" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" >Sweet Daniel</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-5402358874433396001?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-78964896828664856502009-06-24T22:25:00.000-07:002009-06-25T12:45:27.076-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMKQwrIjdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pv25F6yKhvc/s1600-h/IMG_1623.JPG"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMKQwrIjdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pv25F6yKhvc/s400/IMG_1623.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Here are all my children (so far) sitting at the piano that belonged to their Grandmother Novis. We are happy to have it in our home.<br /><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-7896489682866485650?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-78629299640948419662009-06-24T22:19:00.000-07:002009-06-25T12:55:34.810-07:00We are remodeling our main bathroom so little ones baths are given camping style in the back yard. We have a shower in the master bathroom for the older ones of us. Claire seems to enjoy bathing outdoors.</span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMJA4s7KUI/AAAAAAAAACc/0cdjIW3kVII/s1600-h/IMG_1667.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMJA4s7KUI/AAAAAAAAACc/0cdjIW3kVII/s320/IMG_1667.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMJBC2GUlI/AAAAAAAAACk/wStfGkiFRjI/s1600-h/IMG_1666.JPG"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SkMJBC2GUlI/AAAAAAAAACk/wStfGkiFRjI/s320/IMG_1666.JPG" alt="" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0pt; clear: both; float: left;" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-7862929964094841966?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-9093070848135774992009-04-26T20:18:00.000-07:002009-04-26T20:32:37.602-07:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Claire found a puppy/blanket that my Mom got for the new baby and claimed it as her own. She loves it. Maybe she will share it with the new baby when he comes. <object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KkUqU9BmI-Y&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KkUqU9BmI-Y&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Anytime a camera is around she has to say "Cheese"....</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-909307084813577499?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-21486925867252247362009-01-03T20:33:00.000-08:002009-01-03T20:40:10.172-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SWA8fecNk5I/AAAAAAAAACM/vteAeK8I8sc/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SWA8fecNk5I/AAAAAAAAACM/vteAeK8I8sc/s200/IMG_1064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287292473977967506" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SWA8fZqcknI/AAAAAAAAACE/DeK0PlNOO0I/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SWA8fZqcknI/AAAAAAAAACE/DeK0PlNOO0I/s200/IMG_1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287292472695493234" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Meet the newest member of our family. This Christmas Isabella got a sweet little Cocker Spaniel puppy. We didn't pick her up until yesterday but she found out about her on Christmas morning. She really is a sweet pup and Isabella is doing a great job taking care of her. They are going to be best friends for sure.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-2148692586725224736?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-367477236995319242008-11-23T18:22:00.000-08:002008-11-23T18:46:13.698-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SSoSEvwkrZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FgY9MG42m7A/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SSoSEvwkrZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/FgY9MG42m7A/s200/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272046186539560338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Yes, a new little baby on the way. </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >We are extremely thankful for this awesome blessing. Isabella and David are very excited and David has been calling the baby "Bullet" (I don't know why, but it is funny) The kids have already made the new baby a Christmas ornament for our tree. I expect this little one will be here in early August. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-36747723699531924?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-91253395330676997862008-11-21T11:50:00.000-08:002008-11-21T12:10:43.527-08:00<a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SScR2beRg9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wNVx9wf8h94/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SScR2beRg9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wNVx9wf8h94/s400/IMG_1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271201515645797330" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">As I was browsing around a fancy Christmas shop I spotted this ornament and immediately thought of my Grandpa Bob. He always drove a Jeep Grand Wagoneer. His did not have turquoise and glitter on it but it reminded me of his anyway. Now I will have a little reminder of him every year on my Christmas tree. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-9125339533067699786?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-24011849421153079282008-11-20T19:00:00.000-08:002008-11-20T20:33:02.257-08:00This was a about a year ago but is my very most favorite video of all time. My son singing to my new daughter.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yh7ZvqBdDYE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yh7ZvqBdDYE&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-2401184942115307928?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-50887030498954205002008-11-16T19:01:00.000-08:002008-11-21T12:15:16.214-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SSDgv_cTs7I/AAAAAAAAABs/DaXkIGSybJc/s1600-h/IMG_0981.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SSDgv_cTs7I/AAAAAAAAABs/DaXkIGSybJc/s400/IMG_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269458679112119218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Saturday, November 16th 2008</span><br />Isabella had her recital today and she played beautifully. After the recital we all went to the Olive Garden to eat. It it always fun to dress up and treat ourselves to a nice meal.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kqgb0tEpSiw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kqgb0tEpSiw&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-5088703049895420500?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23593099879021995.post-15962948062766544132008-11-15T19:33:00.000-08:002008-11-17T18:42:53.679-08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">October 19, 2008</span><br />We all loaded up with some of our friends and went to a pumpkin patch. Claire was particularly cute in her pumpkin outfit her Grandmother Gladys gave her. It was quite fun.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SR-YR2OKIKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JerFrGiGfQ/s1600-h/IMG_1982.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SR-YR2OKIKI/AAAAAAAAAAc/2JerFrGiGfQ/s320/IMG_1982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269097521426866338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SR-Ykx_hWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9vOIvSQxCnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1988.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QMZue28E5hM/SR-Ykx_hWBI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9vOIvSQxCnQ/s320/IMG_1988.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269097846709245970" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23593099879021995-1596294806276654413?l=kristinasnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kristinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11155957933664458835noreply@blogger.com1