tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21527886871923318012024-02-06T23:17:15.097-07:00cannonsThe misadventures of Joel, Emily & Truman Cannonemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-51283071321760756512010-01-03T18:58:00.004-07:002010-02-04T16:28:15.691-07:00the past six monthswow. six months since my last post, really? i think that is my longest stretch ever! you would think i'd have a REALLY good excuse as to why i haven't posted, but i'm afraid it is just laziness! honestly though, i'm sure a lot has happened in the past six months, but in retrospect, i'm having a hard time remembering all of it! this might be the shortest six month summary ever!<br /><br />okay- let's start with july. as is tradition, we went up to the san juan island of decatur for the 4th of july holiday weekend, off the coast of seattle. my uncle has a vacation home up there and it is always a relaxing trip up there since there is not even ferry access to the island (small/personal boat or plane only), or even really a store. we had a really good time, though it was very different than previous trips since this time i had a 17 month-old to entertain in a non-baby-proofed house! we took a bunch of pictures, but they are saved to the external drive- not this laptop, and i'll need joel's help to post them. (maybe i'll do a photo-only post of the past six months later)<br /><br />august- september- october: nothing too exciting happened (that i can think of), no trips or vacations, just work and the usual stuff.<br /><br />november: i became an aunt! my brother dave & his wife deborah had a baby the week of thanksgiving and named him matteo spencer pecoraro. he is super cute and truman loves his little baby cousin! thanksgiving was CRAZY! we hosted my family (bev, mom, stepdad, dad, stepmom, dave's inlaws), and joel's (mom, dad, sister, brother, sister-in-law, niece). it was super fun, but chaotic and exhausting! it was so wonderful to finally meet joel's brother that i haven't met and spend time with both of our families. this year was such a great one for us and we had so much to be thankful for!<br /><br />december: christmas was amazing, a wonderful time to reflect upon the year and our abundant blessings. truman was really into christmas this year and enjoyed snowmen and our christmas tree the most. it was so fun to share his excitement and teach him about our savior's life. like i mentioned, we were so blessed this year and we have had so much to be thankful for! christmas was pretty low key, which after thanksgiving- was just what we needed! we had christmas eve dinner at dave & deborah's house, then spent christmas morning at home with just the three of us and aunt buff (my sister bev). then we headed over to joel's family's house, ate lunch and then went up to spruces for our christmas day tradition of xc skiing, and had the best weather/snow to date! it was a perfect christmas!<br /><br />i'll have to post a picture of my big christmas present later...a new car! it's a land rover lr3 and is a super champ in the snow! it has all the options and is gorgeous...though i feel like i'm driving a beast- it's so much bigger than my x3. i'm sure i'll get used to the size though, and it will be a great family car for us.<br /><br />happy 2010: joel and i made some resolutions for the year- a few personal ones each, and a few family goals. one of my personal goals is journaling/blogging. i really want to get better at documenting our family's life and experiences. truman is learning and growing every day and i would love to share the cute and fun new things he is doing, and tell about how much joy he brings to our family. for example: yesterday joel went to einsteins and got us lunch. he came home and set my 32 oz soda on the counter in front of me. truman saw the cup and said "diet coke?" it was hilarious that he knows me so well (and/or that i drink a lot of diet coke and he knows it!). another one: today i was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher and truman was playing behind the baby gate in the hallway with the bedrooms. it seemed a little too quiet, so i went and checked on him. he was in our bedroom and had pulled down my purse from my dresser and had strewn the contents about. he jumped back when i came in the room and yelled "truman, no no!" like he knew exactly what i was going to say! it was super funny and cute- especially since i caught him before he could smear my lip gloss around!<br /><br />well, that is my summary. i'm sure i forgot some major details & events, but it's a start, right? i will also try and get some pics loaded soon to account for the lost time, and the family pictures we had taken this fall. here's to hoping i stick to my resolution and become a better blogger. wish me luck!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-3161313789396806922009-06-11T18:35:00.004-06:002009-06-11T18:55:05.342-06:00spoiled!well, i'm now thirty. yes, three whole decades old. that is pretty remarkable, since i don't feel that old. but thirty is the new twenty, right? so to celebrate my "big" birthday, we are in hawaii! we started this tradition a few years ago when my sister turned thirty that we would take "big" vacations for the "big birthdays." at that time, it was just my mom, sister and i that went. this time, we decided husbands could come too, so my mom brought my step-dad and i brought joel. truman came too, as bev's special guy!<br /><br />so the six of us are here and LOVING the sun, beach and beautiful ocean! i will blog later with full trip details, pictures, etc. but wanted to share my gratitude to my hubs for distracting me about my (old) age with some amazing gifts! <br /><br />not only did i get this fabulous getaway to oahu, but i also got this super hot bag by marc jacobs (but in a fun saffron color instead of black- shocking, i know!):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://piperlime.gap.com/Asset_Archive/PLWeb/Assets/Product/644/644065/main/pl644065-00p01v01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://piperlime.gap.com/Asset_Archive/PLWeb/Assets/Product/644/644065/main/pl644065-00p01v01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />and this cute nixon watch, too (though i did opt for black on this one!):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boardco.com/images/nixon/watches/tn_nixon_pirouette_watch_black.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 175px;" src="http://www.boardco.com/images/nixon/watches/tn_nixon_pirouette_watch_black.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>so yes, he is amazing and i had a wonderful thirtieth birthday!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-79715913106855934712009-05-24T20:26:00.014-06:002009-05-24T22:52:35.404-06:00One (more) For Good Measure<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjIHkSBU_Seqs39j5C50j_6UzxKK1NxQiLn1zQHC3xVcn1cOF4KpIDl1IFwA3LyoHVnJjOb4Wq-YCveShMG5WVZF3wPHUO-vtso6RZOxvHF36BYNhb5lEr723qjbp-rn86twvhmxGEvc/s1600-h/IMG_0520.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggjIHkSBU_Seqs39j5C50j_6UzxKK1NxQiLn1zQHC3xVcn1cOF4KpIDl1IFwA3LyoHVnJjOb4Wq-YCveShMG5WVZF3wPHUO-vtso6RZOxvHF36BYNhb5lEr723qjbp-rn86twvhmxGEvc/s320/IMG_0520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583058717238994" border="0" /></a><br />okay, so not to overwhelm you with posts, but here's one more (though i'll keep it short). i just thought i would add a few pictures of truman, and share what he has been up to lately. first, i <span style="font-style: italic;">adore</span> this kid! he has such a personality and loves life! he is very curious and wants to see, touch, and (mostly) taste everything! everything is new and wonderful to him, and it makes me so happy! he loves balls, and especially being outside, and will play out there for hours, with just a stick or shovel or whatever. oh, and he is obsessed with phones: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG3nZn2bro9ON7qwzcDO5Y7AUpFLxS0EDU0d2DoUZY1Grp33a0tvjTXguP4YM5zxSMAdw3J_ILf-GFCEFEdAM4QH4k5SSYhLcl0Yw5KPq9T34dvacgkPMpxeO5KVnUlBDBjOWS69t_GZo/s1600-h/IMG_0443.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG3nZn2bro9ON7qwzcDO5Y7AUpFLxS0EDU0d2DoUZY1Grp33a0tvjTXguP4YM5zxSMAdw3J_ILf-GFCEFEdAM4QH4k5SSYhLcl0Yw5KPq9T34dvacgkPMpxeO5KVnUlBDBjOWS69t_GZo/s320/IMG_0443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339587573869640642" border="0" /></a><br /><br />one of his other favorite things is (oddly) brooms. or anything else with a handle like that: swiffers, mops, etc. i think this stems from his fascination with his grandpa's cane, but who knows?! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbK1cQkp1ZOpbE3swJN0WlxBjV6aV6-Q_DL2g_m9_unQGxIGDYMimlA6XtZBj3Jh7NZk2dejvlxEM-1QwKSoKSh8hO-pCW50xURff2PxFWLb2CTy_bLIfMCQtUgH1fxvFj1oRBLGMhxFw/s1600-h/IMG_0537.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbK1cQkp1ZOpbE3swJN0WlxBjV6aV6-Q_DL2g_m9_unQGxIGDYMimlA6XtZBj3Jh7NZk2dejvlxEM-1QwKSoKSh8hO-pCW50xURff2PxFWLb2CTy_bLIfMCQtUgH1fxvFj1oRBLGMhxFw/s320/IMG_0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339583916495657698" border="0" /></a><br />and while he is still mostly bald, he has been growing so tall and skinny lately (still over 90% in height, but only 45% in weight!), just like his dad! his vocabulary has also been expanding, and it seems he is learning new words all the time. <br /><br />a few of his new ones that i love:<br />broom (naturally)<br />uh-oh<br />more<br />hi (to anyone and everyone!)<br />ball<br />night-night (though sounds like nigh-nigh)<br />juice (just today!)<br />he also make the sounds of a bird (ah ah ah ah) and car (vroom, vroom)<br /><br />yep, he is pretty much amazing! i love him so ridiculously much!<br />(sorry for the poor photo quality, they are from our phones)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijvfUR56Z29-nWOAZyxPtzJ4VRIPR95pOoqTEku9-dF0pUZUNVVL-yIFEzb4tqIQ00IJyraMvyPv0BsMul0RjrGRo6e4Vj6NRy66FJZ8xhkRCs6gvqtpW7mrc4FO3SzTts-fhGUnssd7A/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijvfUR56Z29-nWOAZyxPtzJ4VRIPR95pOoqTEku9-dF0pUZUNVVL-yIFEzb4tqIQ00IJyraMvyPv0BsMul0RjrGRo6e4Vj6NRy66FJZ8xhkRCs6gvqtpW7mrc4FO3SzTts-fhGUnssd7A/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585284398194690" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyJDWDyeWEve0C2ACDthQgVK0rYM0AMFJeuBWXC3FxFe5BLTqLxdeC86vyqNSkH3WISxPSN5o-ILMxCZFciSn5iHsnJpqlfZTVxVZGaW3hDYI_0s4cFtDf5hzMwpp4NpRNMdZ_YUr2W4/s1600-h/IMG_0561.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyJDWDyeWEve0C2ACDthQgVK0rYM0AMFJeuBWXC3FxFe5BLTqLxdeC86vyqNSkH3WISxPSN5o-ILMxCZFciSn5iHsnJpqlfZTVxVZGaW3hDYI_0s4cFtDf5hzMwpp4NpRNMdZ_YUr2W4/s320/IMG_0561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585485263022178" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9cEA6811z79QrQv8DAPtZjBTUxm43ZHs0TrBZlrTJJrADnozQhfcdXKDHjDIomEPARblUin4qXUHWe9va3YJ3WzJ9vU8MmnxQTquTabAMgsiwZyOB7TJsgSr5cZ3CZfUvrk-X1MVIdHU/s1600-h/IMG_0549.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9cEA6811z79QrQv8DAPtZjBTUxm43ZHs0TrBZlrTJJrADnozQhfcdXKDHjDIomEPARblUin4qXUHWe9va3YJ3WzJ9vU8MmnxQTquTabAMgsiwZyOB7TJsgSr5cZ3CZfUvrk-X1MVIdHU/s320/IMG_0549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339585833512669282" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></a>emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-86865900709776631222009-05-24T17:27:00.006-06:002009-05-25T11:52:47.807-06:00The Prophet<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marinifamily.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/med_monson_large.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 362px;" src="http://marinifamily.files.wordpress.com/2008/02/med_monson_large.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Friday, May 15th was a very special day. It was the day that Truman and I met the Prophet, President Thomas S. Monson.<br /><br />My mom was in town for her uncle's funeral, and that evening was the family viewing. My great uncle, John Limburg, held a variety of church callings throughout his 91 years, including mission president, temple sealer, etc. but at one point was the bishop of the later-to-be-called Prophet of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. My mom's cousin was friends with President Monson's friend Tommy, and their fathers remained in contact until my great uncle's passing.<br /><br />So, we knew there was a chance President Monson would come to the viewing, but were overwhelmed when he actually did, thinking about all of the duties and obligations he has associated with his calling. My mom, brother and sister-in-law arrived before Truman and I and had the privilege of spending 20 or so minutes in his presence as he shared stories, memories and even had the whole family laughing! He gave my great aunt Beverly (the new widow) a letter signed by him and the rest of the First Presidency to be read at the funeral the next day. He read the letter to her, which expressed their condolences and gratitude for the life and service of her husband. It was pretty remarkable, and my mom's cousin made copies for each of us to keep!<br /><br />Anyway, when Truman and I got there and got out of the car I saw him. He was making his way out of the stake center and coming right towards us on the sidewalk. I didn't know what to do, so I just stopped, in case he wanted some privacy or didn't want to be bothered. He came right over to us and said hello. He reached for Truman's hand and shook it, and then told Truman to "give me five." I was in shock! I told Truman, "This is the Prophet," though I was still in awe of his Spirit. He then shook my hand and said that Truman "is a handsome guy, he takes after his mother," (meaning ME, of course!). What!? Did this just really happen? Yes, it did!<br /><br />So, it was basically amazing! It was so considerate of him to stop and speak to us, and he was so sweet with Truman. I still can't believe it, but feel so blessed to have had the privilege to meet our dear, living Prophet, a true servant of the Lord. What a wonderful day...<br /><br /><br /><img src="file:///Users/joelcannon/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" />emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-21280879386755802152009-05-24T17:09:00.012-06:002009-05-24T22:55:58.387-06:00Easter 2009now sequentially, easter was before our trip to zion, but anyway...here are the details!<br /><br />so, while this was truman's second easter, it was like celebrating it for the first time since he was only a few months old last easter. the easter bunny left him some bunny ears of his own:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-m9Z0QoHx5NwFAiouo0qUsU4cIvEqdz_PLCShXEiin56Q_Y0TgnUREPVAApWSisW2zHuJ5HPiqvRgVO5-6E9Vvgmtin59AOFdyE-0USnvF2c8xgrInQUwqi5xmejSi_2p4OBu4Iitww/s1600-h/DSC04769.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq-m9Z0QoHx5NwFAiouo0qUsU4cIvEqdz_PLCShXEiin56Q_Y0TgnUREPVAApWSisW2zHuJ5HPiqvRgVO5-6E9Vvgmtin59AOFdyE-0USnvF2c8xgrInQUwqi5xmejSi_2p4OBu4Iitww/s320/DSC04769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339534197393964498" border="0" /></a><br />we spent Saturday with joel's family and had lunch, dyed easter eggs, and then the best part: truman's aunt anne made a fun easter egg hunt for him (that was set up inside instead due to rain), <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHqi7VDS4mPCXH42M2dSyHt6nZcuSKJo1iSp44KW8CFAtGLfoPcXKIRPBkjNsik2nX0NKww4-HIRN6X5G21RRvx3uXxhTuBJ3SKoS7kFdkyj1nK0xk5x1pwEhumnwySJz3Nad2Fu6PRg/s1600-h/DSC04814.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtHqi7VDS4mPCXH42M2dSyHt6nZcuSKJo1iSp44KW8CFAtGLfoPcXKIRPBkjNsik2nX0NKww4-HIRN6X5G21RRvx3uXxhTuBJ3SKoS7kFdkyj1nK0xk5x1pwEhumnwySJz3Nad2Fu6PRg/s320/DSC04814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339534355644591266" border="0" /></a>and he loved it...until there was a spill:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0b-CDJjZoHn_kI9dwCQS-gAjdnjUZoPVkmzFxRzwMINdiV3F662OvpxHsuP85Dbin_F6__7P4tmdM0fJWjthFbcUyK-6gh_ADXbkMli4kA366yBmkDUul1wuWdCVeZBgwzmpQkfG670k/s1600-h/DSC04821.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0b-CDJjZoHn_kI9dwCQS-gAjdnjUZoPVkmzFxRzwMINdiV3F662OvpxHsuP85Dbin_F6__7P4tmdM0fJWjthFbcUyK-6gh_ADXbkMli4kA366yBmkDUul1wuWdCVeZBgwzmpQkfG670k/s320/DSC04821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339534553143726338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWxjcc8W0L1-A5fdOsne7V03rBPpVHh6-NpWhXy7hzz8xY7Pll2qX-WwTqk8hClaaCxmbTdPoPBMgdWCR1mrXumo9fEG5F8hUFnj1iYYkXVZmyZyMdpnOUedJzRkAtOcVszJFCclcfLw/s1600-h/DSC04809.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoWxjcc8W0L1-A5fdOsne7V03rBPpVHh6-NpWhXy7hzz8xY7Pll2qX-WwTqk8hClaaCxmbTdPoPBMgdWCR1mrXumo9fEG5F8hUFnj1iYYkXVZmyZyMdpnOUedJzRkAtOcVszJFCclcfLw/s320/DSC04809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339535355823620706" border="0" /></a>but, he recovered nicely, and we all had a great time! on easter morning, the easter bunny came and left some loot for little bunny tru tru: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNBaxeCIs1pBgbVU0ofYUgVwWR0NRhWHdWVL4MQWLbbg3g2D98ZZqegSFlvgrKGCoBR6kPR_wpqibM_7sZeArTof64XhIcW-GMHVjSvG7PE9ue8lvh23j9OdraFrxzs8dTHtHsFM0VaU/s1600-h/DSC04833.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNBaxeCIs1pBgbVU0ofYUgVwWR0NRhWHdWVL4MQWLbbg3g2D98ZZqegSFlvgrKGCoBR6kPR_wpqibM_7sZeArTof64XhIcW-GMHVjSvG7PE9ue8lvh23j9OdraFrxzs8dTHtHsFM0VaU/s320/DSC04833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339534999717261890" border="0" /></a>and then after church we went down to provo and had dinner with my brother dave and his wife deborah. their neighbors have baby chicks, so truman was able to see those: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXyGW261r2tw-7NrEniqFUVxHCtD6bklCmxn3PP9M2fEZV8p6opqP8tw-xSSOYx0jt3M9pnD0KyBKHlMykYm60mgVm5qXLeQ0wmrv3TMfvdY0WKJdgiJxLQkPiI-yvn5hGBgy_11_M58c/s1600-h/DSC04858.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXyGW261r2tw-7NrEniqFUVxHCtD6bklCmxn3PP9M2fEZV8p6opqP8tw-xSSOYx0jt3M9pnD0KyBKHlMykYm60mgVm5qXLeQ0wmrv3TMfvdY0WKJdgiJxLQkPiI-yvn5hGBgy_11_M58c/s320/DSC04858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339589090874430450" border="0" /></a>all in all, we had a wonderful weekend with family and remembering the resurrection of the Savior!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-20876475949188276072009-05-24T15:44:00.024-06:002009-05-24T22:55:37.422-06:00Zion National Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sU0N6nEDLfQmJ8AEZgdr_a1oxoQ7XtlCSgY3eq5doOeEyx9j1Z3jQP8oIZlSpRQq7CVuZizQX6NHQpxNkmsZ0HCcy9o0xNXuVssvep-GLpYp9G3kNT7lnry34ZnAt1RnJ7G57JHG4pU/s1600-h/DSC05018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_sU0N6nEDLfQmJ8AEZgdr_a1oxoQ7XtlCSgY3eq5doOeEyx9j1Z3jQP8oIZlSpRQq7CVuZizQX6NHQpxNkmsZ0HCcy9o0xNXuVssvep-GLpYp9G3kNT7lnry34ZnAt1RnJ7G57JHG4pU/s320/DSC05018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339522425927384674" border="0" /></a><br />again, it's been awhile. no apologies though...just an update of the past few months for you instead.<br /><br />so, back in april we took a trip down to zion national park for the weekend. coincidentally, we went down there the same weekend two years ago: earth day! this time, we had truman (though i was unknowingly pregnant last time), and brought joel's sister anne along with us as well.<br /><br />on the way down south, we stopped at cove fort, in between cedar city and beaver, utah. it is an incredible historical site, very well-maintained and definitely worth a short detour, if you get the chance. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6omJoog7y8R6bRj79ZuR_9LGtSVIaC8r8P8dR_9QqzfLLEMdUNrIDDRRhuD3v1jsFkL9Z8fCsSrHsM7v_7emfV-sN2uDSApr922vVP-LUanbSeDkNctqhFkSpDFwnMD7mc0bjP2rSJYk/s1600-h/DSC04902.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6omJoog7y8R6bRj79ZuR_9LGtSVIaC8r8P8dR_9QqzfLLEMdUNrIDDRRhuD3v1jsFkL9Z8fCsSrHsM7v_7emfV-sN2uDSApr922vVP-LUanbSeDkNctqhFkSpDFwnMD7mc0bjP2rSJYk/s320/DSC04902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339511431368624018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGbQ_KObvVzoE1GV3yVAtlF9gsCBn2mX36jFVajCQmXvbA7_eCvmEjvujEVGmNHlZ9Ewx0SYbhzCa2MCHFU76eZ0dYBjviv3mUbHIeGlZ9L64CH0sKpCgpFJ4O_IvEiQY9ea1dW-dKUDw/s1600-h/DSC04903.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGbQ_KObvVzoE1GV3yVAtlF9gsCBn2mX36jFVajCQmXvbA7_eCvmEjvujEVGmNHlZ9Ewx0SYbhzCa2MCHFU76eZ0dYBjviv3mUbHIeGlZ9L64CH0sKpCgpFJ4O_IvEiQY9ea1dW-dKUDw/s320/DSC04903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339512817590901378" border="0" /></a><br />after that stop, we went and checked in at our hotel in st. george. yes, this time we stayed in a hotel instead of camped! in our defense, we do have a very curious little guy who would've loved to check out the fire and creek nearby. so, yeah, we took the easy way out and you know what? we loved it and had the best time! early the next morning we got up and headed into the park. it was saturday and we were off to angels landing after a quick drive through the architecturally magnificent tunnel:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju2E1srtroGFurmHs3ErmZ7oWK5KECeWh2iny2Q6bEkBYMfJjBOTsAUiCrSMelS3V__EWQxCp6MNVL17Eiih_GDx0bxdgAFvFkQcW0eUx_Nwdi1gNvcKZpMcSad4ukfWSobatpm_CXrw0/s1600-h/DSC04930.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju2E1srtroGFurmHs3ErmZ7oWK5KECeWh2iny2Q6bEkBYMfJjBOTsAUiCrSMelS3V__EWQxCp6MNVL17Eiih_GDx0bxdgAFvFkQcW0eUx_Nwdi1gNvcKZpMcSad4ukfWSobatpm_CXrw0/s320/DSC04930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513325904783490" border="0" /></a>so, if you've never been to zion's, or never heard of angel's landing, oh my! it is absolutely the most incredible, beautiful, wondrous hike EVER! it is a work-out, but when you get to the top, it is absolutely stunning: UN-b-e-l-i-e-v-a-b-l-e!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ7d3j8zU7MapG88_CY4CYPTXwYFvlvXOJRll9vpo04BBr4Opp82JuwHVnjUMdB3c6a2vtXJVnb2dM1SlXq3DoqAJ4WwL_h4L26onNW5AVuFIZts4FZBSay5KXrxvmhwmQaeajJS0InjM/s1600-h/DSC04957.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ7d3j8zU7MapG88_CY4CYPTXwYFvlvXOJRll9vpo04BBr4Opp82JuwHVnjUMdB3c6a2vtXJVnb2dM1SlXq3DoqAJ4WwL_h4L26onNW5AVuFIZts4FZBSay5KXrxvmhwmQaeajJS0InjM/s320/DSC04957.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339514219195650130" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmABM5wQeSD293SCUf3MmbeaHQ4V126Dzl1muSUXWEJsGDpnpCpT_deMu1-hNnnpUDANFJleaoAgxPpsB-OQntjFwekxOurHsoC62Gz-ogeamn88akPyIledrEVpTxyEpk1cWXGly35jo/s1600-h/DSC04959.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmABM5wQeSD293SCUf3MmbeaHQ4V126Dzl1muSUXWEJsGDpnpCpT_deMu1-hNnnpUDANFJleaoAgxPpsB-OQntjFwekxOurHsoC62Gz-ogeamn88akPyIledrEVpTxyEpk1cWXGly35jo/s320/DSC04959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339514575503151714" border="0" /></a>see the top, yes- the very top, peak in these pictures? that's where the hike ends. yep, pretty insane! poor joel had to carry truman in the backpack carrier the whole way:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCW4nCTlze6iFuM3cqDCo4rtN3FDsnKThnLrU-LrKKcZYGCW7_mcprePkZ0jE1jkzVsxt7ayNX04kuA4f6TcSCQhv6I9gw8euSkARvUnMpk1swOdLvvEWpAZM17ky8f-Vedn6Qg-wF9iE/s1600-h/DSC04961.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCW4nCTlze6iFuM3cqDCo4rtN3FDsnKThnLrU-LrKKcZYGCW7_mcprePkZ0jE1jkzVsxt7ayNX04kuA4f6TcSCQhv6I9gw8euSkARvUnMpk1swOdLvvEWpAZM17ky8f-Vedn6Qg-wF9iE/s320/DSC04961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339530903673489570" border="0" /></a> and we were all exhausted after, but it was the best! once you get to what you think is the "top" there is still the most deceiving 1/2 mile left to go: straight up! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCeGcGkcqvN2dswxkQBCQMCB30awUzdtdFy0aozPmwuzFDwzgau8ZeWckcX9C44bZs0a97q_alAiDAQlMEASY228fBxXeaEGo7lN5MCX5Ll3yyErPkdF_mt6dAKnIrNk9Ee3Em8v0IIXU/s1600-h/DSC05005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCeGcGkcqvN2dswxkQBCQMCB30awUzdtdFy0aozPmwuzFDwzgau8ZeWckcX9C44bZs0a97q_alAiDAQlMEASY228fBxXeaEGo7lN5MCX5Ll3yyErPkdF_mt6dAKnIrNk9Ee3Em8v0IIXU/s320/DSC05005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339516226258545186" border="0" /></a>at that point, we left truman with anne and joel & i continued the trek up. there are some chains, but not really a trail since a lot of hit is just "bouldering" your way up! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nUOZ2_z1UMDwbB8o9TZOckfLo2fhEAvPv8txdZXUEjsmXa9IHogCQDLQTPV2cxgi9NEHbAesFq_IeyBSCbi3Ex8mfDnqNQj-qqy_NKklVbg_QCI7Ud-W9HN-4XDPb-avpnZokTb0lCs/s1600-h/DSC05016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_nUOZ2_z1UMDwbB8o9TZOckfLo2fhEAvPv8txdZXUEjsmXa9IHogCQDLQTPV2cxgi9NEHbAesFq_IeyBSCbi3Ex8mfDnqNQj-qqy_NKklVbg_QCI7Ud-W9HN-4XDPb-avpnZokTb0lCs/s320/DSC05016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339515571657413554" border="0" /></a> i'll tell you what, as tired as i was, at that point there was no way i was stopping until i made it all the way.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQv3Yd8Nxl8s3Tw0k-WQ7Zxa7y6LPrMq0bSPKiktjzLoQr1-Yoxw-HFFE2KuYAR7e5INf7b4Zagj5mHPYb4fMmUK0SkEeLzUlFwIah7vv4-9fcJKHrjtB2FsDmU-P9Eo7uZv6HRxM36A/s1600-h/DSC05002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXQv3Yd8Nxl8s3Tw0k-WQ7Zxa7y6LPrMq0bSPKiktjzLoQr1-Yoxw-HFFE2KuYAR7e5INf7b4Zagj5mHPYb4fMmUK0SkEeLzUlFwIah7vv4-9fcJKHrjtB2FsDmU-P9Eo7uZv6HRxM36A/s320/DSC05002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339522864546549522" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyujDbL_E4agNZFjOJRO6IOF73UlkCa70YbWI_qOdg65Tod_yHbSOVAsDNnYXrygYPikpFg1D0yzuOeLuhBeCgiOS0Ce_YaDmhnnuDE4_QWhAIBKUvO3VobBtoD5J_3764iEIVvM4UfE/s1600-h/DSC05032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfyujDbL_E4agNZFjOJRO6IOF73UlkCa70YbWI_qOdg65Tod_yHbSOVAsDNnYXrygYPikpFg1D0yzuOeLuhBeCgiOS0Ce_YaDmhnnuDE4_QWhAIBKUvO3VobBtoD5J_3764iEIVvM4UfE/s320/DSC05032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339523069998688162" border="0" /></a>self-photo from the top (while we may not look great, check out the view behind us!):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrmpaDbCXswneoK4Jk-JL5BTVGQ0bDYq0gtl2U90-3DhYHrGuP2veILIMft4XidqzMNQZHt8xGeaW_DTfSB3IGG4DtNxR01tiWzc6wzWUB4XjwRCX4euhummTLDwPoFljfT3tYRbCRFrg/s1600-h/DSC05028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrmpaDbCXswneoK4Jk-JL5BTVGQ0bDYq0gtl2U90-3DhYHrGuP2veILIMft4XidqzMNQZHt8xGeaW_DTfSB3IGG4DtNxR01tiWzc6wzWUB4XjwRCX4euhummTLDwPoFljfT3tYRbCRFrg/s320/DSC05028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339523921017607346" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitYqRHPjbg0JmWY_JM8uG55mYBcqjo7Joyk7Jhnbn6cgjMfOjsOzWYbDuyvCXFoD2CvbfkB1m_h_JJ0QQfG-uo8LnEu6vSfzAPEE1rBtnivsWE7uoZNXeg5uFFghpfZjLAbX8zHhlEZ0U/s1600-h/DSC05034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitYqRHPjbg0JmWY_JM8uG55mYBcqjo7Joyk7Jhnbn6cgjMfOjsOzWYbDuyvCXFoD2CvbfkB1m_h_JJ0QQfG-uo8LnEu6vSfzAPEE1rBtnivsWE7uoZNXeg5uFFghpfZjLAbX8zHhlEZ0U/s320/DSC05034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339528813351246338" border="0" /></a>yep, we were on the top of the world and LOVED it! joel even told me he was very impressed with me, and wasn't sure i could do it! our happy reunion after joel and i got back from the peak: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIVfUOrm1zvOrixGmZjSCqVjSulVsrae5VcTiqDibqRve04HkQLm3sTNLkHxW9JstGPA7QI13TNSy84KxhoRu6_k7YmgsG2KoDonvjQg8GmTFyBKcutZolkuXp9_rRtCMWAj1RxQjlZU/s1600-h/DSC05037.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIVfUOrm1zvOrixGmZjSCqVjSulVsrae5VcTiqDibqRve04HkQLm3sTNLkHxW9JstGPA7QI13TNSy84KxhoRu6_k7YmgsG2KoDonvjQg8GmTFyBKcutZolkuXp9_rRtCMWAj1RxQjlZU/s320/DSC05037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339529199173050610" border="0" /></a>the next day, we stopped at the st. george temple and walked the grounds and took a few pics before heading back into the park:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wPlshYCrdw8ng_GSyOt6EULyqBDs9qBzhiA064w6Ja6mSPyVBzwsg6BCweLmw3q5cEQsYrLnNXwz61owCV7TSmmH2lricDrvMJiM69qNFQlZHS1K5kiYqpQiiTUxw9ikYzGLG1fbl9w/s1600-h/DSC05070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8wPlshYCrdw8ng_GSyOt6EULyqBDs9qBzhiA064w6Ja6mSPyVBzwsg6BCweLmw3q5cEQsYrLnNXwz61owCV7TSmmH2lricDrvMJiM69qNFQlZHS1K5kiYqpQiiTUxw9ikYzGLG1fbl9w/s320/DSC05070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339530558883402578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60bkqlknESFmNgoLO4DKXWkZdStqI_TOlwGVPiuQ4kbYbL_yyqquRCYy-rZ9KqVZ2gLJKH-kAjnJl7CqSE7t9kl5t34jkrsbqjkB3qm0jtCMnRWDAFko3ozxL0zv5OdJyAyts7dvU0RI/s1600-h/DSC05053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh60bkqlknESFmNgoLO4DKXWkZdStqI_TOlwGVPiuQ4kbYbL_yyqquRCYy-rZ9KqVZ2gLJKH-kAjnJl7CqSE7t9kl5t34jkrsbqjkB3qm0jtCMnRWDAFko3ozxL0zv5OdJyAyts7dvU0RI/s320/DSC05053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339529787689741282" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXopq90jTvs4SrkL3JKRcA9XIqbMDqXiV9CAokx8y09tgqq69QRMsbgiFMfJjWzI5fcU57pEqQXpwdWc9MaL7NfjxZGW8yUGzLejPWzI08xoam1A5EOYOFxvm2xdVfy02yhV2cNCLfuM4/s1600-h/DSC05059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXopq90jTvs4SrkL3JKRcA9XIqbMDqXiV9CAokx8y09tgqq69QRMsbgiFMfJjWzI5fcU57pEqQXpwdWc9MaL7NfjxZGW8yUGzLejPWzI08xoam1A5EOYOFxvm2xdVfy02yhV2cNCLfuM4/s320/DSC05059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339530261264451442" border="0" /></a>it was a short trip, but it was a GREAT one! we look forward to many more to come!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-3365872168317573492009-02-15T16:59:00.008-07:002009-02-15T17:37:15.988-07:00firsts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wuZFd3_PgH7YR_sYDpFOCe6FRPlTV7Ci83DotK2VxHi6AMEsYrxKDuU55ikMRx028cmBUOB4vIu4yQgBWMy8pcURKas-mQUqYx97l05kEcnOWpSsQh_KyZHKJzteUbfpwgDGAZHlEBg/s1600-h/DSC04656.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3wuZFd3_PgH7YR_sYDpFOCe6FRPlTV7Ci83DotK2VxHi6AMEsYrxKDuU55ikMRx028cmBUOB4vIu4yQgBWMy8pcURKas-mQUqYx97l05kEcnOWpSsQh_KyZHKJzteUbfpwgDGAZHlEBg/s320/DSC04656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303184826970265218" border="0" /></a><br />wow, it's been awhile. unfortunately, most of you know that is always the case of our blog: inconsistent posting at best. oh well, life is busy and life is good, and sometimes blogging doesn't fit in with everything we've got going on.<br /><br />so, we have had some pretty major milestones lately! joel turned 30, truman turned one, and about a month prior, enjoyed his first christmas! yep, my little guy is growing up! i can't believe a whole year has passed, it seems like i blinked and it was gone. i must say life as a mom just keeps getting better and better, i love my trumy more every day! he is an absolute joy and has so much personality. joel is a great dad and enjoys rough-housing with truman.<br /><br />christmas was really fun, we had a pre-christmas party with my dad and step-mom from oregon, bev, dave + deborah, and joann's kids as well. we had a great dinner and then played some fun games like christmas song pictionary that joann made up. all-in-all, it was a blast and we were sad to see dad and joann leave for oregon again.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolTRgs7XG6Md9dmMlIuSA7L67X7FrHYQEBCfeYl1fbKjB0S17vbU-_szS4BVv5zFvrkBm3Ug3RhC74VE46978JWJY_pn0mB_nm7u7h7FltZAxuN2pfErIPo_MngU5WjsYGDU4Yd6SFgs/s1600-h/DSC04544.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolTRgs7XG6Md9dmMlIuSA7L67X7FrHYQEBCfeYl1fbKjB0S17vbU-_szS4BVv5zFvrkBm3Ug3RhC74VE46978JWJY_pn0mB_nm7u7h7FltZAxuN2pfErIPo_MngU5WjsYGDU4Yd6SFgs/s320/DSC04544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303180157066584610" border="0" /></a><br />we also hosted a christmas eve party for joel's family, joined by bev and dave + deborah. we had a "talent" portion (which included the video from the last posting) and laughed and laughed all night. again, it was a great party and everyone enjoyed themselves.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo7nWnz9Oy8mqqDp9GSx2ygLp9_ogP4aEtIIcG1h3BYN1LdGHQyx3JxG1o8uhrXR34WC7fGakSCNzYYLXGFmELB6gtfGSFq8s_y4Mv8nPFdsChlHoRZ6YWbcGBa2OdW4PFGXvlpVCE4E/s1600-h/DSC04560.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWo7nWnz9Oy8mqqDp9GSx2ygLp9_ogP4aEtIIcG1h3BYN1LdGHQyx3JxG1o8uhrXR34WC7fGakSCNzYYLXGFmELB6gtfGSFq8s_y4Mv8nPFdsChlHoRZ6YWbcGBa2OdW4PFGXvlpVCE4E/s320/DSC04560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303180712001423522" border="0" /></a><br />truman wasn't really into the whole "gift" part of christmas, mostly he wanted to play with the screw driver used to assemble his toys, instead of the toys themselves! but, it was still fun, and he did love all of his new books and toys!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDaLoWo7PSuszN3zltJTowPuE-wCOheVfcqbcptpSSXt39AAeu-i4GcKRS8-_AkSugSl0ULQvYzlNTNiFwa1WN-6cvQXH_sTJaXuyDNmpEROWlPqx3VLT31C4MmmJTEDT1PyYEjYgRLE/s1600-h/DSC04586.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnDaLoWo7PSuszN3zltJTowPuE-wCOheVfcqbcptpSSXt39AAeu-i4GcKRS8-_AkSugSl0ULQvYzlNTNiFwa1WN-6cvQXH_sTJaXuyDNmpEROWlPqx3VLT31C4MmmJTEDT1PyYEjYgRLE/s320/DSC04586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303182327816359650" border="0" /></a><br />we had the pleasure of having my sister bev with us on christmas morning, and then went and joined joel's family for some lunch, delicious pumpkin soup made by joel's sister anne! after lunch and more gifts, joel, anne, truman and i went out for our annual tradition of snowshoeing on christmas day. there was a crazy snowstorm, but we went anyway and really enjoyed ourselves. truman especially loved it and even rolled around in the snow after we were done:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJrE9IwoCOLQX5O_HM8tICiRBmKUbBmgIdq1B3mSuQW7UZShPV-eqryYxySkExgA1DyBmy8jFPH-5moDeo43hA8uvYDVBjP-ixWEM4rHd9wBhFXy7Y5gzNtxiDdwBrzorGr-SoW43PwF4/s1600-h/DSC04635.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJrE9IwoCOLQX5O_HM8tICiRBmKUbBmgIdq1B3mSuQW7UZShPV-eqryYxySkExgA1DyBmy8jFPH-5moDeo43hA8uvYDVBjP-ixWEM4rHd9wBhFXy7Y5gzNtxiDdwBrzorGr-SoW43PwF4/s320/DSC04635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303182336782538626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCL7ad2DSVA_TYr6uwoJSZa5eK9y78nWApihU6SthzZYPgfN8gKca1tPxG2JaHgwqE1D4iRY0_jWYCnJVDUbOiNEqBofTbMpL2f9KDEU7XGLvTu-PzMRhy2IU1hlBp-ZpJfYrMvYtArc/s1600-h/DSC04613.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCL7ad2DSVA_TYr6uwoJSZa5eK9y78nWApihU6SthzZYPgfN8gKca1tPxG2JaHgwqE1D4iRY0_jWYCnJVDUbOiNEqBofTbMpL2f9KDEU7XGLvTu-PzMRhy2IU1hlBp-ZpJfYrMvYtArc/s320/DSC04613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303182332077832050" border="0" /></a><br />about two weeks ago we celebrated truman's birthday! it was such a fun day, and we had family and friends (grandpa + grandma cannon, grammy o'harra, auntie bev, aunt anne, uncle dave and aunt deborah, the bybees, anna + ruby swallow and the rochas) join us for the occasion. truman isn't really into any tv shows, movies or characters, with the exception of 'bee movie.' it is the only thing he will even remotely pay attention to when it is on, so we went with a 'bee movie' theme of sorts. here is his cake (for us to eat), and his own (which he didn't want to eat):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspV-hEVYR_LU9D6NAK4hfzMiKb-kF7aiTxw8j-A8aSQFcnr9ArB4ZC0EYxIMyET6otB5Y3diMaYAi8FDJIbhMxiu-zDCP2CV0xVOfTYTNYaKVOtGuRxm1-4TJ1Ni5f2hVUoipK2zL9Yk/s1600-h/DSC04652.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjspV-hEVYR_LU9D6NAK4hfzMiKb-kF7aiTxw8j-A8aSQFcnr9ArB4ZC0EYxIMyET6otB5Y3diMaYAi8FDJIbhMxiu-zDCP2CV0xVOfTYTNYaKVOtGuRxm1-4TJ1Ni5f2hVUoipK2zL9Yk/s320/DSC04652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303184812355711602" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZsuCLz7a1_xA49PDep5OA__6LQj-v9ZzczVEQ67oXC00zj3ZAy2BjkAO3NH_oIV5ijrh2w8vFmva72i6LVGL96nqVfYPgxMb7KaUmI5M09X6-UDKKN2zq0q9yyuInP3cd_sKRXkfI4U/s1600-h/DSC04677.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTZsuCLz7a1_xA49PDep5OA__6LQj-v9ZzczVEQ67oXC00zj3ZAy2BjkAO3NH_oIV5ijrh2w8vFmva72i6LVGL96nqVfYPgxMb7KaUmI5M09X6-UDKKN2zq0q9yyuInP3cd_sKRXkfI4U/s320/DSC04677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303184817325177026" border="0" /></a><br />truman doesn't really like sweet things, and didn't like his cake:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLaQbzX2ripm-U0oNlGChMBhCiGUdPe7SpUP0JXIlhUSpZ2BYWEqMQYf6-gyxirD7nZ0QnoTmxAAHVIIY7gXjQ0X35fSAdEJoVUkCsXDMAIF0H9lYByLW-CFpd5WgTcUoj0u35uoJfZdc/s1600-h/DSC04698.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLaQbzX2ripm-U0oNlGChMBhCiGUdPe7SpUP0JXIlhUSpZ2BYWEqMQYf6-gyxirD7nZ0QnoTmxAAHVIIY7gXjQ0X35fSAdEJoVUkCsXDMAIF0H9lYByLW-CFpd5WgTcUoj0u35uoJfZdc/s320/DSC04698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303184824799620034" border="0" /></a><br />he did have a good laugh with uncle dave though:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQH2A2_O1nmNASKZ8ZypMoU8EnO_dYq1UoRVQHk-VzWMVANzLGTvMcTNBZ6EbM1FaREI6_iM_aMBZI-HfbBwvts098CCtqFSKZmLcdEt3GQt0rVE9EBSv4ZjRDGI1HY0rAYfD2kzjGveo/s1600-h/DSC04703.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQH2A2_O1nmNASKZ8ZypMoU8EnO_dYq1UoRVQHk-VzWMVANzLGTvMcTNBZ6EbM1FaREI6_iM_aMBZI-HfbBwvts098CCtqFSKZmLcdEt3GQt0rVE9EBSv4ZjRDGI1HY0rAYfD2kzjGveo/s320/DSC04703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303185599899108754" border="0" /></a><br />truman loved seeing all of his family and friends, and LOVED his balloons! he calls them "bloons" and still has one left from his party that he drags around--so cute!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOT32-f4YPFdeEFE-OsjQhDEZoe0u5L1wBsUmViGTPgSvnqJGs6ZvYCs_Kp_RbgJHYEdjWueTAVxugvlEKnghw9-fvpgDR79gzrgk4vCf5ZxSK7YPSMOzIjjXJX6SMboy9BlSRPb8L3A/s1600-h/DSC04720.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrOT32-f4YPFdeEFE-OsjQhDEZoe0u5L1wBsUmViGTPgSvnqJGs6ZvYCs_Kp_RbgJHYEdjWueTAVxugvlEKnghw9-fvpgDR79gzrgk4vCf5ZxSK7YPSMOzIjjXJX6SMboy9BlSRPb8L3A/s320/DSC04720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303186905302419970" border="0" /></a><br /><br />and since i have been so bad at blogging, i'll post this now (or otherwise it might not happen for a few months)! this is of me and truman yesterday, valentine's day, in our matching outfits:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ztnqoyn1lNlS2PBo02RKRTWmgl-cLVKQoBryRa9TRcouZ7fElnRvDllLSsSiaok-Ohq3Kqp46OZznuLezpXmTWnrRrTEqMHqkxyQJ7Y3zTqMnycR79wY4TNtigIQsmgx821tg4xuqqg/s1600-h/DSC04721.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ztnqoyn1lNlS2PBo02RKRTWmgl-cLVKQoBryRa9TRcouZ7fElnRvDllLSsSiaok-Ohq3Kqp46OZznuLezpXmTWnrRrTEqMHqkxyQJ7Y3zTqMnycR79wY4TNtigIQsmgx821tg4xuqqg/s320/DSC04721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303186907266604466" border="0" /></a>emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-90310797396633144712008-12-26T21:03:00.004-07:002008-12-26T21:09:21.048-07:00Christmas Eve with the CannonsOur attempt at the Christmas story featuring Dave as Joseph, Deborah as Mary, Truman as the baby Jesus, Emily as Wiseman 1, Bev as Wiseman 2, and Joel as the narrator. It was the best Christmas (pageant) ever!<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YSEGvSA4Ioo&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YSEGvSA4Ioo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object>Joel Cannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07244722543695879913noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-27454904371572620962008-11-23T13:20:00.004-07:002008-11-23T13:25:09.262-07:00Blue Eyesokay, i couldn't resist just one more post! here is a picture of Truman at our family photo shoot yesterday, by the very talented Holly Hyde (hollyhydephotography.blogspot.com):<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9q2mWqkfsxywA3dD3sW-r67C_xZ7ab6UWx1xF4E70Z9IFp91977zcGCP5_EP42WrTay7pyEcJuW2JAvwK9XDeqYDvm4f4LY9-6N8YjRmVpJBV7g8uD-Fr22D8dp02Tg8R1FE3225Q4A/s1600-h/Truman+11-22-08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj9q2mWqkfsxywA3dD3sW-r67C_xZ7ab6UWx1xF4E70Z9IFp91977zcGCP5_EP42WrTay7pyEcJuW2JAvwK9XDeqYDvm4f4LY9-6N8YjRmVpJBV7g8uD-Fr22D8dp02Tg8R1FE3225Q4A/s320/Truman+11-22-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271950860607631890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ECannon/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" />emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-55779904212342437272008-11-23T11:46:00.003-07:002008-11-23T12:18:53.035-07:00halloweeni'm sure no one is surprised by now that i have not blogged in months, so i am not going to make any excuses. i am, however, going to update you a little on what's been going on.<br /><br />here is my cute Truman, (9 months on that day), dressed in his first Halloween costume, the cutest lion you've ever seen:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn9rkeaVOMP4L0x63-_Q6YB3JPuJJPBI077jOe_fUCTs8Cjkv6wi-U0NVbGVR9KwIVu9uaq0EYaXN0k4-Mg-NbQ3jWqLVVAt00tnpGJ7GrgXDecyj6hdjcjegnxNVy74kwCG1za4wiHok/s1600-h/DSC04416.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn9rkeaVOMP4L0x63-_Q6YB3JPuJJPBI077jOe_fUCTs8Cjkv6wi-U0NVbGVR9KwIVu9uaq0EYaXN0k4-Mg-NbQ3jWqLVVAt00tnpGJ7GrgXDecyj6hdjcjegnxNVy74kwCG1za4wiHok/s320/DSC04416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271926932337684786" border="0" /></a><br />a few days later, we had his 9-month check-up and here are his stats + some fun new things he is doing now:<br /><ul><li>21 pounds, 3 oz (73rd percentile)</li><li>30" long (92nd percentile)</li><li>he has 5 teeth: 3 on top, 2 on bottom</li><li>he can stand on his own (briefly)</li><li>he really wants to walk!</li><li>he loves to carry his toys around in his mouth</li><li>he loves to giggle</li><li>he is a wiggle worm!</li><li>he loves to clap, click his tongue and blow "raspberries"</li><li>it is so cute when he says "mama mama" constantly<br /></li><li>he loves cars, remote controls and balls, especially footballs</li><li>he loves all veggies, doesn't like bananas, and loves cheerios</li><li>he is a serious flirt and loves all the ladies!<br /></li><li>i am so absolutely in love with this kid!<br /></li></ul>emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-69940061887220959402008-11-23T11:29:00.007-07:002008-11-23T13:30:51.133-07:00nine<span style="font-weight: bold;">9 TV shows I watch:</span><br />The Office<br />30 Rock<br />24<br />Gossip Girl<br />One Tree Hill<br />Kath & Kim<br />Grey's Anatomy<br />Jon & Kate + 8<br />Criminal Minds<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Favorite Restaurants:</span><br />Ruth's Diner<br />Sun + Moon Cafe<br />Blue Plate Diner<br />Thaifoon<br />The Roof<br />CPK<br />Red Robin<br />Faustina<br />Cafe Rio<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"></span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Things I did Yesterday:</span><br />Watched the football game<br />Went to a baby shower<br />Had our family pictures taken<br />Did the laundry<br />Did the dishes<br />Went to the grocery store<br />Played with Truman<br />Watched TV with Joel<br />Started putting together some Christmas gifts<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Things I am looking forward to:</span><br />Thanksgiving<br />Christmas<br />Joel's 30th birthday<br />Truman's 1st birthday<br />My dad + stepmom coming to visit<br />Our family Christmas Eve party<br />Taking some time off after the holidays<br />Hawaii for my 30th b-day in June<br />Truman learning to walk<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Things on my Wish List:</span><br />Not being sick!<br />A new car for Joel<br />(eventually) a little sibling for Truman<br />A husband for Bev<br />Cousins for Truman<br />A new fence for our yard<br />Updating our kitchen<br />Joel's mom watching Truman again<br />Happiness for my little family<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Things I am scared of:</span><br />Spiders<br />Clowns<br />Losing Joel<br />Losing Truman<br />Driving in the snow<br />Making decisions<br />Speaking in church<br />Praying in Sacrament Meeting<br />Change<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">9 Friends That I tag:</span><br />Jennie S.<br />Becky C.<br />Janaya R.<br />Katie T.<br />Nichole B.<br />Jayna S.<br />Anna S.<br />Lisa W. (soon to be H.)<br />Bev P.emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-20787037297343678202008-08-31T14:26:00.012-06:002008-08-31T15:05:42.864-06:00Family Vacation - August 2008After much discussion we finally decided on a spot for our very first vacation with Truman. We had considered destinations from Calgary to Mexico and San Diego to Denver. We finally chose a location in Colorado near Vail called Avon. The drive was about 7 hours and we were hoping and praying that Truman would make the trip with out incident. Luckily when Dad got tired, Truman took over at the wheel...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLr_v0qc4eI/AAAAAAAADJY/YeA5CL2mfSc/s1600-h/DSC04077.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLr_v0qc4eI/AAAAAAAADJY/YeA5CL2mfSc/s200/DSC04077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240782313454625250" border="0" /></a>We<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsBDDkL8bI/AAAAAAAADJo/KxSdcUi1BW0/s1600-h/DSC04095.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsBDDkL8bI/AAAAAAAADJo/KxSdcUi1BW0/s200/DSC04095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240783743384023474" border="0" /></a> loved the location we picked and the family had a blast. On our second day we headed into the Beaver Creek resort for a day of hiking (and shopping for mom). On the Five Senses Hike, Truman loved the creek, trees, animals, and just hanging out with Mom and Dad...<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsAwGMuYOI/AAAAAAAADJg/nOeapGeT9o8/s1600-h/DSC04090.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsAwGMuYOI/AAAAAAAADJg/nOeapGeT9o8/s200/DSC04090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240783417673408738" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Luckily, as always, Mom was prepared for every contingency...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsBgVALFgI/AAAAAAAADJw/XYmHJa9a01w/s1600-h/DSC04099.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsBgVALFgI/AAAAAAAADJw/XYmHJa9a01w/s200/DSC04099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240784246281016834" border="0" /></a><br /><br />After our hike, we returned to find our car with a boot... and also reconstructed in Legos...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsCQjqb_eI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qaMQHYYX1DY/s1600-h/DSC04105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsCQjqb_eI/AAAAAAAADJ4/qaMQHYYX1DY/s200/DSC04105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240785074850102754" border="0" /></a><br />The trip was a great success and a much need break for the family. Truman enjoyed his first summer vacation and was so well behaved we may even bring him with us to Hawaii next year. We had one adventure on the way home vacation that we never expected. As we were traveling home, a mudslide wiped out Highway 6 between Price and Spanish Fork, we were stuck. We turned around and headed back where we found an alternate route through Duchesne, as we traveled along the road it began to rain, and then it began to pour. By the time the rain was so thick we couldn't see the road, traffic had come to complete stop. As we waited behind a semi truck, I glanced up at the hillside on the side of the road and noticed an impromptu waterfall beginning to form, as soon as I pointed out the slide to Em, the side of the road exploded in mud and water and raged so high it was slamming into the trailer immediately in front of us. We didn't wait to see what happened next, we were out of there! Unfornantly we had nowhere else to go. We pulled off the side of the road in a safe location and prayed that we would be able to make it home safely. We finally saw the traffic moving and stopped a truck coming the opposite direction to see if he though our SUV would make it over the mud caked road. He thought we had a good chance if we had a running start and so we careened throught the mud at full throttle. Truman and Em were brave throughout the ordeal and we felt so grateful that we were watched over and blessed in our journey.<br /><br />Our Treacherous Roads...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsFiz1G2KI/AAAAAAAADKA/T3TWHpoLxz8/s1600-h/DSC04115.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsFiz1G2KI/AAAAAAAADKA/T3TWHpoLxz8/s200/DSC04115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240788686962350242" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsGDkRgBWI/AAAAAAAADKI/PG73lgfsOhk/s1600-h/DSC04118.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsGDkRgBWI/AAAAAAAADKI/PG73lgfsOhk/s200/DSC04118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789249722156386" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsGfe9Q9TI/AAAAAAAADKQ/zhNMW6v4MJc/s1600-h/DSC04123.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SLsGfe9Q9TI/AAAAAAAADKQ/zhNMW6v4MJc/s200/DSC04123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240789729331442994" border="0" /></a></div>Joel Cannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07244722543695879913noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-45574995981844809602008-08-09T12:40:00.003-06:002008-08-10T13:05:34.047-06:00tagged...thanks anna, for the opportunity to share some info:<br /><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four things I love about my husband:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. he always tells me how much he loves me<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. he is an amazing dad to truman<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. he is very supportive and puts my needs and wants first<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. he is incredibly devoted to the church and our family</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four jobs I have had:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. paper carrier for the bend bulletin: age 11<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. st. charles medical center tray aide: i delivered patients' dinner trays at the local hospital in high school</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. landsystems nursery: summer job home from byu doing landscaping, etc.<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. pier 1, assorted positions, currently regional manager: 9 years and counting...<br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four TV shows I watch:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. the office<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. 30 rock<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. project runway<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. gossip girl (yeah, i know i'm like 16)<br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four movies I have watched more than once (at least):</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. say anything<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. eternal sunshine of the spotless mind<br /></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. clueless</span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. juno<br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four places I have been: (that all start with O)</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. oregon: home, sweet home<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. orem, ut: worked there during school<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. old tucson, az: when we lived in gilbert growing up<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. ontarios: in both oregon & california</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four people who e-mail me "regularly":</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. work peeps</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. dad<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. joel<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. mom<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four most played songs in my iTunes:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. where does the good go (tegan & sara)</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. don't i hold you (wheat)</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3.goodnight and go (imogen heap)<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. marching bands of manhattan (death cab)</span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four of my favorite foods:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. cafe rio veggie salad<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. soft-serve ice cream<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. diet coke (don't even tell me it's not a "food")<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. chocolate chip cookies<br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four places I would like to visit:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. italy<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. hawaii<br /></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. paris<br /></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. banff<br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:small;" ><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four things I am looking forward to in the coming year:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">truman learning how to walk </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">vacation to hawaii next june</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. christmas time with truman and joel<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. </span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">truman sleeping longer! please baby, please!</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:small;" ><br /></span><div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Four People I tag:</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. bev</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. veeda<br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. lisa<br /></span></span></div><div><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. abbey<br /></span></span></span></div>emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-9065115197953424992008-07-06T19:50:00.004-06:002008-12-09T01:07:06.838-07:004th of July<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMUpaS8nHGnvF_mQSzXnsOvpgAzFGpfd6CHHJPUN-JhMAWvXypQoa86MpHjFYBzpdL_R4ftb7Fdkj6E5nHI8wDubQI2qEf54_-1ICCzEg2AKfrM6m_m0_oGe2TbBt3NxGvwLc5504waE/s1600-h/DSC03853.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMUpaS8nHGnvF_mQSzXnsOvpgAzFGpfd6CHHJPUN-JhMAWvXypQoa86MpHjFYBzpdL_R4ftb7Fdkj6E5nHI8wDubQI2qEf54_-1ICCzEg2AKfrM6m_m0_oGe2TbBt3NxGvwLc5504waE/s320/DSC03853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220084386118263314" border="0" /></a><br />neither joel nor i are particularly patriotic, and so i thought i would have a little fun dressing up truman as a little patriot. we surprised joel and got a good kick out of it. of course, truman had to wear his gear a little longer, until we met up with joel's family for breakfast in millcreek canyon, so they could experience the cuteness.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rNmq8wU0jn5B-w0KBEoGm0y1UnDL8YJlH6Jo3dKZGQyZ8RTvYJfUmNqxXmeVQ538P5l6b1bLJ-l-JLDivxf6RIlA7kzRgBmPQNl6oeU6UI-AN16aamO44ufFJP28nfdVTBIsdriqepk/s1600-h/DSC03860.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5rNmq8wU0jn5B-w0KBEoGm0y1UnDL8YJlH6Jo3dKZGQyZ8RTvYJfUmNqxXmeVQ538P5l6b1bLJ-l-JLDivxf6RIlA7kzRgBmPQNl6oeU6UI-AN16aamO44ufFJP28nfdVTBIsdriqepk/s320/DSC03860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220085088525108786" border="0" /></a><br />we had a great morning in the canyon with joel nearly getting in a fight with the idiot in the campsite next to us (i'll spare you the details, but it was entertaining!). next, we went up to east canyon reservoir with joel's sister anne and spent a few hours enjoying the sun and cool water. truman was a champ and had the best time. he really loves being outside and was just happy to be along for the ride.emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-16073507976983802682008-07-05T12:47:00.004-06:002008-12-09T01:07:06.957-07:00Truman's First Swim<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U-dEIKfq16kbqz_LoMXNSEReI4cLpR6NBKTnFNv7xRBfbxCHVyr6PtHYvLwdgrBOpaEJWTkWQv6mAyb0zuMcMBSUx4AHk8qgLdIaWi1VKGOQCbYqO3vK8ckfOnUo4CjepuxfGFG2p64/s1600-h/DSC03835.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8U-dEIKfq16kbqz_LoMXNSEReI4cLpR6NBKTnFNv7xRBfbxCHVyr6PtHYvLwdgrBOpaEJWTkWQv6mAyb0zuMcMBSUx4AHk8qgLdIaWi1VKGOQCbYqO3vK8ckfOnUo4CjepuxfGFG2p64/s320/DSC03835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219604172665749106" border="0" /></a><br />we took truman swimming for the first time the other day, and he absolutely loved it! he didn't cry once, not even when we got out of the pool and he was cold! he must love the water as much as his dad and i do. we are so excited to be able to share this with him and look forward to much more swimming in the future!<br /><br />doesn't he look so content and laid back in his little floaty? his little legs were moving the whole time, like he was swimming. it was so cute! oh, and his new thing is sucking his two fingers. he hasn't ever been interested in a pacifier, and this definitely helps him self-soothe now.emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-80311896758050877902008-06-30T19:27:00.007-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.216-07:0029<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3WHGIpzYahxdkj60aGpdF5DV5qFrKGUH1w3hHFn1tWZyMEQpWpRl6B__gyqZIZFlfkZsl4s0MvM2HrWtKWEnXj3uoaWjiLOnbqsX9dGq2YRffGrk_xLan2eRN4qoGu46V34rmsQ8A3o/s1600-h/DSC03734.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3WHGIpzYahxdkj60aGpdF5DV5qFrKGUH1w3hHFn1tWZyMEQpWpRl6B__gyqZIZFlfkZsl4s0MvM2HrWtKWEnXj3uoaWjiLOnbqsX9dGq2YRffGrk_xLan2eRN4qoGu46V34rmsQ8A3o/s320/DSC03734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217851560726497746" border="0" /></a>this was my birthday cake. yes, i know, it looks a little sad. okay, very sad. i'm sure joel would like to say it is all truman's fault, but no. this one is all him! the story starts on my birthday last year. i told him i wanted an ice cream cake, because they're my favorite. i told him i wanted pralines & cream ice cream with white cake. simple. well, he forgot what kind i wanted and got the wrong kind. we had a few pieces, but mostly it took up room in the freezer until it was finally thrown away.<br /><br />so this year, he was determined to get it right. he asked if i wanted an ice cream cake again, and of course i did. he wanted to know what kind and i even observed while he ordered it to get it right. the cake was from cold stone creamery and called "a cheesecake named desire." sounds delicious, right? he picked up the cake the night before me birthday and thought we were home free. the next morning, i woke up early to feed truman and then suddenly thought, where did joel put the cake? i ran and opened the freezer: no cake! i then opened the fridge door and saw my beautiful cake, melted. i screamed, joel came running and saw the disaster. i was the saddest girl ever as i recalled that this was yet another birthday cake ruined.<br /><br />ok, so in all honesty, i still wanted to try this most tempting concoction, especially after joel worked so hard to get the right cake, so after church he put some candles in it, i made a wish, and we each ate a piece. it was delicious and i managed to finish off the rest of the cake (with a little help!) within the next few days! love you, honey!<br /><br />the original version:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6muufiim8p878PO1dIY_pol2UM011HaogeXcBLlBb_ea9tUJlPn7LgE6hyphenhyphenQRcVoAj78U7qxRnnafQTS6-rJHIMcNpaRsSBiDRO9CgQ77NdSzodOE84BM-KIPdcugTUJIb8uT3ZFVp-ds/s1600-h/cheesecake.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6muufiim8p878PO1dIY_pol2UM011HaogeXcBLlBb_ea9tUJlPn7LgE6hyphenhyphenQRcVoAj78U7qxRnnafQTS6-rJHIMcNpaRsSBiDRO9CgQ77NdSzodOE84BM-KIPdcugTUJIb8uT3ZFVp-ds/s320/cheesecake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217865378879625938" border="0" /></a>oh, and i forgot, the best birthday news: i got an iphone! i've been wanting one since they came out a year ago, and joel completely surprised me! it was the best gift ever!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/joelc/My%20Documents/My%20Pictures/Trumans%27sBlessingEm%27sBirthday/cheesecake.jpg" alt="" />emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-1799866685598336742008-06-30T19:05:00.003-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.275-07:00summertime...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk7r10zFgfBd7lAAwlQF68QrD4W9seEjAJx2AiWNxMAAXgMuos8Iwost5ggAqTdylUPEAnZbbf56i5WuggJDbYDokj8q-0g8-hKMhzxcoew0brW_7SkXbu4eg0XAq9j1Id-PMzUPwTYIQ/s1600-h/DSC03773.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk7r10zFgfBd7lAAwlQF68QrD4W9seEjAJx2AiWNxMAAXgMuos8Iwost5ggAqTdylUPEAnZbbf56i5WuggJDbYDokj8q-0g8-hKMhzxcoew0brW_7SkXbu4eg0XAq9j1Id-PMzUPwTYIQ/s320/DSC03773.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217850925082578242" border="0" /></a><br />so, i am the worst blogger, but you all knew that already, so i'm going to stop apologizing. life is pretty good right now, and we're really enjoying the summer with truman.<br /><br />some adventures so far:<br />we had a "family fun" day" out to antelope island, and truman decided he did not want to participate. he cried the whole way there, most of the time there (except when nursing, which he wanted about every hour!), and the entire way home. apparently, he is not a fan of antelopes. we hadn't seen crying like that since the first month of his life, fortunately, but it definitely was not family fun!<br /><br />we spent the saturday before father's day doing activities joel suggested and had the most wonderful time. we went down to the 1st farmer's market of the season in pioneer park downtown. truman was a dream, just kickin' it in his stroller, checking out all the ladies in their strollers too. after that, we went to the tracy aviary at liberty park and had a great time there as well. truman really enjoys being outdoors (just not on family fun day), and was so good in his stroller. we brought our new camcorder (i think the last time we used it was in the hospital when he was born!) and got some great footage of our adventure. after that, we went to the sun and the moon cafe for dinner. it is up emigration canyon in this beautiful spot. the food was delicious, and truman was still being such a trooper. all in all, a perfect father's day weekend.<br /><br />what else? truman is now 5 months old and still growing like a weed. his personality has really come out and he is this happy, laughing little boy most of the time. he has these big, beautiful blue eyes that will make you melt, and then when he smiles, you'll give me everything you have! he's going to be a charmer, this one! and trouble. definitely, trouble! he is so loving and wakes up every day the happiest little guy you've ever seen. he's rolling and moving all over the place and would really love to be crawling. he is super strong and catches some serious air in his jumperoo! all in all, things are great and we are really enjoying the family life!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-18685350062348087372008-06-01T08:46:00.003-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.392-07:00truman and his auntie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyceTL9cBPzS0H6zyxdWEqJz4Z9lj8Z2ac2JyXMXnq4sLiuoF5K-9qPob_3kMGgMrcVemGq6oGLh8wjmLRnnBqbzsBwDEAVkO4jVzXsJf-THGU4bBTeFK-sfTCgoyGx56XLi3-WADhYc/s1600-h/DSC03671.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyceTL9cBPzS0H6zyxdWEqJz4Z9lj8Z2ac2JyXMXnq4sLiuoF5K-9qPob_3kMGgMrcVemGq6oGLh8wjmLRnnBqbzsBwDEAVkO4jVzXsJf-THGU4bBTeFK-sfTCgoyGx56XLi3-WADhYc/s320/DSC03671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206925912863420642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">this picture was just too cute not to post! this is truman with his auntie bev.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-50221886966088565782008-06-01T08:34:00.000-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.455-07:00back to work<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUesqtPdlN6GOQvpKt2Q_TMUoaaB6i4Un8mhI1_SHXObRjHejIPy0lac1YRf69FstRQT91EgY9a8CK6TtLeQmwF4TYeJl9YmKRDsRvYrIBswPspK5oz57C5Bm2MG4VWCekMIhoAwe6GE/s1600-h/DSC03680.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUesqtPdlN6GOQvpKt2Q_TMUoaaB6i4Un8mhI1_SHXObRjHejIPy0lac1YRf69FstRQT91EgY9a8CK6TtLeQmwF4TYeJl9YmKRDsRvYrIBswPspK5oz57C5Bm2MG4VWCekMIhoAwe6GE/s320/DSC03680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206923800072312418" border="0" /></a><br />i can't believe how long it's been since i last posted, but in my defense, a lot has happened! i have been back to work for about a month and a half now and my little baby is 4 months old! where has the time gone?<br /><br />truman had his 4-month appointment this past week and is now up to 26 1/4 inches long and a whopping 17 lbs, 13 oz! he's above the 90th percentiles for both height and weight, but fortunately his head is only at the 50th percentile!<br /><br />work is going well, like i mentioned before we have the best situation possible with my mother-in-law watching truman while joel and i are at work. it has been so wonderful to know that he is being well taken care of and that he gets to play with grandma all day! what a blessing that is. i am enjoying being back to work, though retail is never easy. i really love my job and am so glad everything is going so well.<br /><br />truman was finally blessed about 2 weeks ago and joel gave him an amazing blessing. it was so overwhelming for me to witness that and i feel so grateful for my little family and the blessing of the church in our lives. it was also nice to have some out-of-town family here for the occasion including both my parents and joel's sister anne. of course the locals were here also, as well as some good friends.<br /><br />(that picture of the family is from the weekend of his blessing)emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-25855891019908332572008-04-23T22:06:00.000-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.616-07:00Truman checks out the ladiesLock up your daughters, the little guy is on the prowl.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SBAHNHJ2aAI/AAAAAAAADCw/Xr7IGKtv-7g/s1600-h/DSC03473.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/SBAHNHJ2aAI/AAAAAAAADCw/Xr7IGKtv-7g/s320/DSC03473.JPG" border="0" /></a><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: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Joel Cannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07244722543695879913noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-82183587221802766832008-04-10T19:44:00.000-06:002008-12-09T01:07:07.718-07:00Growing Like a Weed<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBRJ8aOp4PnNxETfEnFJWC6bDU3_xfKNNdHuPVXp4YavVUg9knhvNNEbdOLJRUX3B-HqRG6UtmotirssuzVcmdijHtIiWnQPJccS5y2f0001WQYCMXOimUvilzxZOLJl7tSAl5l2e0B0/s1600-h/DSC03281.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBRJ8aOp4PnNxETfEnFJWC6bDU3_xfKNNdHuPVXp4YavVUg9knhvNNEbdOLJRUX3B-HqRG6UtmotirssuzVcmdijHtIiWnQPJccS5y2f0001WQYCMXOimUvilzxZOLJl7tSAl5l2e0B0/s320/DSC03281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187801554122787586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />tomorrow is my last day of my full-time mommy career (for awhile, anyway). i'm back to work on monday. i'll be honest, i didn't think i would be as sad as i am to leave the little guy. however, i'm also excited to get back to work. hmm. fortunately for us, my dear mother-in-law is going to watch truman while joel and i are at work. i feel so blessed to have that option, because if it isn't going to be me or joel watching him, his grandma is who i would choose next. what better than someone who loves the little guy almost as much as we do? it will be hard at first, i know, but will get easier with time. the thing i will miss the most is his constant smiles, cute little laugh and snuggles. he is the best snuggler ever! i will miss seeing all of his daily changes, it seems like he learns something new everyday. but, i know grandma will love him, take care of him, and tell me all about what he does each day!<br /><br />in other news, like the post title, truman is thriving! we had his 2 month check-up almost 2 weeks ago and he was up to 15 pounds and 24" long! i might have a little football player in my hands! he did pretty good with his first round of shots, not crying much until we had been home for a few hours. that night he slept over 6 hours straight, a new record for him. since then we have averaged about 4 hours a night at a time. i'll just say it, truman is not a good sleeper! we hit 6 hours again once this week, but the very next night: 3 hours! i haven't slept more than 5 1/2 hours at one time since he was born 2 1/2 months ago! depressing.<br /><br />truman is doing great though, despite his aversion to lengthy sleeping. he is super smiley and has started to laugh. he loves to move, kick, and squirm. he doesn't even seem to mind bathtime anymore. all in all, he is a good little baby and i just can't get enough of the little guy. his smiles make me melt and i will do anything to make him happy.emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-82722629946052495782008-03-24T22:21:00.000-06:002008-12-09T01:07:09.774-07:00Easter<div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQUVEtRcoHup130Eikzmmlocd0ygfI8gVp0_WKieQpy-igkaOFrth29BDTa8gcRh0YfIzsVTPjKC8lhI6ImqtAud-9RsxJizuUD3UUu1UsY3TbZNHwLiCiUmrDjzHpzdGehTjKk6FxoI/s1600-h/DSC03338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuQUVEtRcoHup130Eikzmmlocd0ygfI8gVp0_WKieQpy-igkaOFrth29BDTa8gcRh0YfIzsVTPjKC8lhI6ImqtAud-9RsxJizuUD3UUu1UsY3TbZNHwLiCiUmrDjzHpzdGehTjKk6FxoI/s320/DSC03338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181530601170490546" border="0" /><br /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yIygnnipW5PL-LTDyOyj4ve_gBg85NLYOHuFbarqmKln-3ZbpUTa6k8hrY7NeWP2VcD0_ce5TfPb4HSRrJys_gb6zOrdjKY4-OcvVqnWGRiTRnTQnOLidQx8G9TwVhJjl2Ss5IBWvmM/s1600-h/DSC03352.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yIygnnipW5PL-LTDyOyj4ve_gBg85NLYOHuFbarqmKln-3ZbpUTa6k8hrY7NeWP2VcD0_ce5TfPb4HSRrJys_gb6zOrdjKY4-OcvVqnWGRiTRnTQnOLidQx8G9TwVhJjl2Ss5IBWvmM/s320/DSC03352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181530605465457858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNsphG77Z0mJbMugUU6yX-wAcQyixjaOZBPMnU-MXKWF_9IFVGfE7UPTBYQVxpErLQ7ub_1O18LXzWQPEXQJhhhF6Ds2JaFj352RXJQm56JYxVdkEJqgB1vi9eAhYJrtnbPjJTi0WbjU/s1600-h/DSC03353.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNsphG77Z0mJbMugUU6yX-wAcQyixjaOZBPMnU-MXKWF_9IFVGfE7UPTBYQVxpErLQ7ub_1O18LXzWQPEXQJhhhF6Ds2JaFj352RXJQm56JYxVdkEJqgB1vi9eAhYJrtnbPjJTi0WbjU/s320/DSC03353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181530609760425170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivZbtFHyCnQ14_xy4Jvf69A1V9Efed8Uj0OYH78QHPYMmMJ-3GVyTuwxbzAi4pVJj4IGV1QWPdJjjmQB-wn1ebcTKLLBuupLmLMNafPfRqorYFnWTW_rdFXlQX0EEjHxl0ilPr9fe92o/s1600-h/DSC03355.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivZbtFHyCnQ14_xy4Jvf69A1V9Efed8Uj0OYH78QHPYMmMJ-3GVyTuwxbzAi4pVJj4IGV1QWPdJjjmQB-wn1ebcTKLLBuupLmLMNafPfRqorYFnWTW_rdFXlQX0EEjHxl0ilPr9fe92o/s320/DSC03355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181530618350359778" border="0" /></a><br />Yesterday was Truman's first Easter and we had a wonderful day together as a family. My brother Dave and his wife Deborah came up and had dinner with us and then we sat outside on our back lawn and enjoyed the sunshine. What perfect weather!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-90901898109614488972008-03-24T22:16:00.001-06:002008-12-09T01:07:09.966-07:00Reading with the Dad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYiIcAwB7AsYbgNhAuw0h2qKBKQTWGltrnprWrI21BnOAwJwbvVGLOg9Klpjt5uRjrktUnhb6svlVlx_2-nDs6QduthV8kWBy880PEddGNyZ7yl6qOIrN1l-FLlqFVHIT0xRlMcd6r7o/s1600-h/DSC03262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEYiIcAwB7AsYbgNhAuw0h2qKBKQTWGltrnprWrI21BnOAwJwbvVGLOg9Klpjt5uRjrktUnhb6svlVlx_2-nDs6QduthV8kWBy880PEddGNyZ7yl6qOIrN1l-FLlqFVHIT0xRlMcd6r7o/s320/DSC03262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181528651255338130" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRBxM-zTOIikCnoRywjfo8wQv7W4C1gd2WEjYsfUAtJT2TMngixX9taapK171qdoKLtb3aMhiBy1uqMaLSvYGy51WJaRWLWDBadkjbY3avCHnMA1IngAUzWqGJo8rvE183EvcHRiO-hTg/s1600-h/DSC03264.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRBxM-zTOIikCnoRywjfo8wQv7W4C1gd2WEjYsfUAtJT2TMngixX9taapK171qdoKLtb3aMhiBy1uqMaLSvYGy51WJaRWLWDBadkjbY3avCHnMA1IngAUzWqGJo8rvE183EvcHRiO-hTg/s320/DSC03264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181528664140240034" border="0" /></a><br />Truman loves when his dad reads to him, can't you tell? Joel is going out of town for work on Wednesday and won't be back until late on Saturday night. It will be the first time we're apart since Truman was born and I'm so nervous about it that I'm making my sister stay with me! I know, I'm a wuss!emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-22576566654042268102008-03-14T18:13:00.000-06:002008-12-09T01:07:10.155-07:00the dad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiQm-5WIFotKqX7NELNG4Svvu9srKO7UpWasFVwJ0ELeXxgDM6cS-vjCxfAU1gHBwn2RpgDg3bI2-eoRuLx3tUp-nR0ffFbEylQPs3HcbssGNX3FI9h4W_ODFxZASDYdeLXce9lBO3Nc/s1600-h/DSC03151.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOiQm-5WIFotKqX7NELNG4Svvu9srKO7UpWasFVwJ0ELeXxgDM6cS-vjCxfAU1gHBwn2RpgDg3bI2-eoRuLx3tUp-nR0ffFbEylQPs3HcbssGNX3FI9h4W_ODFxZASDYdeLXce9lBO3Nc/s320/DSC03151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177755889272767010" border="0" /></a><br />joel is the best dad EVER! he does such a good job with truman and it is so exciting and wonderful to see. i am so lucky to have the cutest guys in the world in my life.emhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16494631657819909316noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2152788687192331801.post-41863336424020344802008-02-18T19:56:00.001-07:002008-12-09T01:07:10.737-07:00our little guy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pF6t5kpoI/AAAAAAAAC3M/k6_hU0p8CQk/s1600-h/DSC03051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pF6t5kpoI/AAAAAAAAC3M/k6_hU0p8CQk/s200/DSC03051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168520397416867458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pFo95kpnI/AAAAAAAAC3E/JdYqw8ypEFQ/s1600-h/DSC03049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pFo95kpnI/AAAAAAAAC3E/JdYqw8ypEFQ/s200/DSC03049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168520092474189426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pFcd5kpmI/AAAAAAAAC28/KMSDGKlXzqU/s1600-h/DSC03047.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GArFedh9-AI/R7pFcd5kpmI/AAAAAAAAC28/KMSDGKlXzqU/s200/DSC03047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168519877725824610" border="0" /></a>Joel Cannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07244722543695879913noreply@blogger.com4