tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52417613311917867342024-03-12T18:51:30.430-07:00The Gardiner GangThe Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.comBlogger162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-14504023761202356402010-06-30T10:41:00.011-07:002010-07-01T17:51:57.896-07:00Happy Birthday Callie!"Callie what do you want for your birthday?" "BALLOONS!!!" So she woke up to lots of balloons the morning of her birthday! She was so happy!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCurGu9RfEI/AAAAAAAACjY/GFgEJj1-jM4/s1600/Photo-0174.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCurGu9RfEI/AAAAAAAACjY/GFgEJj1-jM4/s320/Photo-0174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488668703053675586" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I got her a super cute zebra/pink pettiskirt and made her a couple of matching tops so I had to make her an over-the-top bow to match! I had never made this type of bow but found them online for $16.95 for ONE, so I decided to give 'em a whirl! I also found a little boutique that had a bottlecap with the zebra and a pink "C" so I had to make adjustments to attach it to one. I think they turned out pretty good. She got lots of compliments on them, so I think I'm gonna start selling this style too!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWYm3hPI/AAAAAAAACiI/ILygc_fz9g4/s1600/DSC00341.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWYm3hPI/AAAAAAAACiI/ILygc_fz9g4/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644782676215026" border="0" /></a>Here she is sporting her new bows---I did her hair and she hadn't seen her bows yet but said "Where's my birthday bow??!!" So I went and got them and her eyes lit up so big and got a huge smile and was so excited about them---made all the work sooo worth it!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCupR3gD6LI/AAAAAAAACjA/t6llskSVa5A/s1600/Photo-0169.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCupR3gD6LI/AAAAAAAACjA/t6llskSVa5A/s320/Photo-0169.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488666695302375602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWx8sjtI/AAAAAAAACiQ/W6I2HIMqrWE/s1600/DSC00342.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWx8sjtI/AAAAAAAACiQ/W6I2HIMqrWE/s320/DSC00342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644789478657746" border="0" /></a>We had a little swim party at Grandma Gum's house with her cousins....here's Kate, Chloe, and Jocee waiting for pizza!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhm9tTk8I/AAAAAAAACig/p978ydRdvYo/s1600/DSC00346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhm9tTk8I/AAAAAAAACig/p978ydRdvYo/s320/DSC00346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488658261652771778" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Getting ready to blow out the candles!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuonPCfytI/AAAAAAAACi4/hWz5M0a_mWo/s1600/DSC00360.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuonPCfytI/AAAAAAAACi4/hWz5M0a_mWo/s320/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488665962886449874" border="0" /></a><br />I don't know why Joc is sticking her butt out like that but I just love the joy in Callie's face that I had to post it. She kept saying "It's my birthday! It's my birthday!" all day long! She really did have a great day.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhnV5zWiI/AAAAAAAACio/Th-mqOgM2Sc/s1600/DSC00356.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhnV5zWiI/AAAAAAAACio/Th-mqOgM2Sc/s320/DSC00356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488658268147636770" border="0" /></a><br />The party guests....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhmLaTBbI/AAAAAAAACiY/Ry2nYTCw1k8/s1600/DSC00348.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuhmLaTBbI/AAAAAAAACiY/Ry2nYTCw1k8/s320/DSC00348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488658248151270834" border="0" /></a>Opening presents! A tea party set from Chloe!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCunt5wwGPI/AAAAAAAACiw/cI-Vy5XDc1M/s1600/DSC00352.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCunt5wwGPI/AAAAAAAACiw/cI-Vy5XDc1M/s320/DSC00352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488664977922332914" border="0" /></a>Her brother, the Rockstar!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWE-pwmI/AAAAAAAACiA/ZUmK59W9TZE/s1600/DSC00379.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVWE-pwmI/AAAAAAAACiA/ZUmK59W9TZE/s320/DSC00379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644777407267426" border="0" /></a>Grandma Ellen and Callie<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVV8yP30I/AAAAAAAACh4/6jOj8AdejVQ/s1600/DSC00397.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuVV8yP30I/AAAAAAAACh4/6jOj8AdejVQ/s320/DSC00397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644775207755586" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUXcCQ3kI/AAAAAAAACgw/xogTxUSBm64/s1600/DSC00368.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUXcCQ3kI/AAAAAAAACgw/xogTxUSBm64/s320/DSC00368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643701264670274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUYLXgyvI/AAAAAAAACg4/qiPcAFJd09Q/s1600/DSC00369.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUYLXgyvI/AAAAAAAACg4/qiPcAFJd09Q/s320/DSC00369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643713970260722" border="0" /></a>Her new outfit!! I think she's so freakin' adorable in this outfit!! She just loved prancing around in it at home!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUYX3FcsI/AAAAAAAAChA/TdCHv6UYrZE/s1600/DSC00370.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuUYX3FcsI/AAAAAAAAChA/TdCHv6UYrZE/s320/DSC00370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488643717323911874" border="0" /></a><br />A few modeling pics...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU9gE7HoI/AAAAAAAAChI/a1tAtsI7pNQ/s1600/DSC00374.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU9gE7HoI/AAAAAAAAChI/a1tAtsI7pNQ/s320/DSC00374.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644355184598658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-30LtcI/AAAAAAAAChg/FuL7rMcpMCI/s1600/DSC00382.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-30LtcI/AAAAAAAAChg/FuL7rMcpMCI/s320/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644378736702914" border="0" /></a>Twirling her skirt!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-u9NLrI/AAAAAAAAChY/3OJqa0XtosM/s1600/DSC00378.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-u9NLrI/AAAAAAAAChY/3OJqa0XtosM/s320/DSC00378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644376358629042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-O2_wrI/AAAAAAAAChQ/PY-USCX7NYY/s1600/DSC00377.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/TCuU-O2_wrI/AAAAAAAAChQ/PY-USCX7NYY/s320/DSC00377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488644367742649010" border="0" /></a><br />She had a super great day!<br /><br />The next morning she said "It's not my birthday anymore."The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-24771743381292511462009-12-15T16:20:00.002-07:002009-12-15T16:30:15.500-07:00Baby NewsI am behind on my blogging, sorry. But the biggest news is that <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" >Jordan</span> will be getting his little <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">brother</span></span>!!!! All the kids are very excited for their baby brother. I happen to be on Craigslist last week looking for some gifts for the kids and came across a really cheap wooden toddler bed and mattress so I had to get it! I wasn't planning on that expense till after Christmas but I knew I wouldn't find anything as cheap so I went ahead and splurged. Luckily the boys (ok, young men) down the street were kind enough to follow us to the lady's house with their truck and bring it home for Callie. She was SOOOO excited for her new bed! That night and every night since she has had no problems going to bed. She now points to the crib and says "<span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" >Baby brother's bed</span>!" I will probably be moving her to Jordan's room and moving Jordan to her room, but we're waiting till after the holidays to do that. That way she gets one change at a time. She loves to kiss my belly and say hi to her brother. I took her to Once Upon a Child today and she saw a baby swing and said "<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Baby brother swing!</span>"<br /> No, we don't have a name picked out yet. :)The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-67194366262146358002009-12-01T11:57:00.002-07:002009-12-01T12:01:01.383-07:006 More Days!Okay, so we're just a bit anxious to find out what the baby is! We are going to take <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Jordan</span></span> to his first ultrasound because he's very excited to know whether he's getting a <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">brother</span></span> or not. Whatever it is, we will be happy for a healthy baby!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-52527547996869563022009-11-10T17:43:00.003-07:002009-11-10T17:59:04.804-07:00Trip to Orthopedic DocI went to the Orthopedic dr on Monday to see what was wrong with my knee. I signed in and sat down. A few more people came in and the X-Ray tech came out and said "Chad." So this guy got up and went to get x-ray'd. I didn't think much of it--Chad is a pretty common name. So on the way out, I was standing at the counter making a follow up appt and the sign in sheet was right there and my mom said "Why did you sign in as Chad?" I was like "What? I didn't." So I looked down at the sign in sheet and sure enough, 3 people after me was "CHAD GARDINER!!!" The odds of actually meeting someone with the<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> same</span> name (spelled the same too) are pretty low and then for him to be at the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">same</span> dr at the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">same</span> time as me I thought was incredible. My dad said "He stole Chad's identity!"<br /> Anyway, the dr said that since I'm preggers, he wasn't going to do an MRI (which my ob today said was ok to do), but he did different movements with my knee/leg and felt around and asked what hurt and he thinks either <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">1.</span> Partially torn medial collateral ligament that would heal on its own in 4-6 weeks OR <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">2.</span> tore my meniscus which would require surgery to repair but couldn't be done till after I have the baby---and how will I have a newborn and 4 kids, then go have surgery and be down for days?????? So I'm hoping that it is #1 and I will be healed and not need surgery (and not continue to have knee problems as my weight increases with each passing day!) So that's the update on that problem. (I won't give details about my horrid evening last night but am thankfully feeling better than I was thanks to some meds the dr gave me today.) What else is going to happen to me this pregnancy? Geez!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-26771171257532612352009-11-06T21:46:00.002-07:002009-11-06T21:49:48.616-07:00Weekends are Weekends!Last week Chad got a page from his "duty officer" (boss) that said "call me." So he called him and he was offered a new position as an O2 driver, delivering oxygen tanks to patients and picking them up. One of the perks is that he works Mon-Fri and gets Sat and Sun off!!! Woo hoo!!!! We are all so excited to have Daddy back on Saturdays! He has been doing it for a week and says it is so easy and is the same pay that he was already making. What a blessing!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-3312934058163845162009-10-29T19:08:00.003-07:002009-10-29T19:27:39.096-07:00Pain WoesIt hasn't been a good last couple of weeks for me physically. It started with nausea for the last 6 weeks or so. Then daily headaches for the last 3 weeks. Then a Sinus infection last week--still can't breathe through my nose which is awful and makes for chapped lips and a sore throat. <br /> Then Saturday morning I woke up to my knee hurting really bad. So bad that I was limping on it at first, then it started throbbing really bad and I had to sit down and put it up and ice it. Of course with 4 kids at home, I could only do that for so long. The icing I did do, seemed to help with the swelling and I was able to do what I needed to to get thru the day. Sunday was okay--still bothersome but not throbbing like before. Then it seemed ok for the next couple of days. Wednesday was Kate's birthday so we went to McD's for lunch and it wasn't bothering me too much. But after I laid down for about an hour, I got up and it was <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">killing</span> me again!! Luckily my mom and dad were here so I could elevate it and ice it while they tended the kids. It was swollen again and throbbed so bad and I could barely move it. My dad left to go ref and my mom left with my sister to go to Brad's concert at about 6pm so I was left to bathe the kids and put them to bed all the while hobbling along. The icing helped numb it so I was able to make it through putting them to bed. (I forgot to mention that also over the weekend I developed another not-so-pleasant infection--that I won't name--that I had to deal with too!) By the time they were all in bed, it was throbbing SO badly!!! I was on the couch with ice on it and could not move. Finally about 9pm, Chad, my sister, and my parents came home and were so worried about me because I seriously could not move it an inch without it killing. I took some Tylenol that seemed to help just slightly, not nearly enough to relieve the pain.<br />Let's just say that I did not sleep very much last night and was in tremendous pain. Thank goodness Chad had today off so he could help out. Today I am able to limp for a bit but then when I sit down, it starts throbbing and paying me back for being on it when I was. I've considered going to urgent care but I think they will just say that I strained a muscle or something and to ice it and rest it. I don't know if they would prescribe me with any pain medication since I'm pregnant. So basically I'm icing it and elevating it as often as I can. I can't get in a comfortable position to sleep so I'm sure tonight will be another nightmare.The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-18639678463637112932009-10-23T09:02:00.004-07:002009-10-23T09:13:24.728-07:00Sick and prego=overwhelmed Mom<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;">With being sick and pregnant, my house has been neglected for a while. This morning I am feeling a bit better and am just walking around the house thinking "I need to do this and this and this and this and this and this...." Now I'm completely overwhelmed and don't know where to start. Once I start one task, I get distracted and start working on something else. I feel like I'm making no progress and I still have to go to the grocery store with the 2 girls (which I'm not looking forward to). Not to mention that I still have 2 girls at home who constantly need my attention--give baths, clean poop off the floor, change diaper, feed, get drinks....</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I'm hoping the "nesting" instinct will be coming to me soon and I'll feel like I can conquer the world and be somewhat organized again. Right now I just feel like I'm hangin' on by the skin of my teeth! And I hate that feeling. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> If I could afford one, I'd definitely hire a cleaning person to come in the morning once the kids are off to school and then come again after dinner to clean up the kitchen (I never feel like doing dishes after eating dinner, who does?). </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I know I'm not the only mom who feels this way, but it's nice to get it out of my system.</span><br /></span></span>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-18279228046991735982009-10-19T15:04:00.003-07:002009-10-19T15:07:51.581-07:00It's Official!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/StzisJoKWYI/AAAAAAAACfw/lwRUuPt6Rtw/s1600-h/10-19-09_1223.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/StzisJoKWYI/AAAAAAAACfw/lwRUuPt6Rtw/s320/10-19-09_1223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435701809502594" border="0" /></a>Today I went in for an ultrasound that measures the fluid on the back of the baby's neck to find out if the baby could have Down Syndrome. The measurements were good and I got to see the baby! Still too soon to know the sex, but hopefully in about 6 more weeks!<br />My due date according to the ultrasound is April 27th.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Stzirz6n8aI/AAAAAAAACfo/0JvMRQVHb_0/s1600-h/10-19-09_1220.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Stzirz6n8aI/AAAAAAAACfo/0JvMRQVHb_0/s320/10-19-09_1220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394435695981359522" border="0" /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-69286780279662514192009-09-28T16:41:00.002-07:002009-09-28T17:29:03.255-07:00You've Been Punk'dLet me first start off by saying that for any of you who don't know my dad, he is the biggest joke-ster I know. He's always looking for a way to scare, trick, or tease people. So on Saturday, my sisters, my mom, and I went to the Womens Broadcast. After dinner, we came out and the car wouldn't start! So we got it jumped and drove to Auto Zone and got a new battery put in (I'm sure it helped that we were dressed up!) for free! So we decided we would make up a story to tell my dad about how we had to pay $100 for the battery and for someone to put it in for us. We knew he'd be so mad that we paid because it was still under warranty so it should have been free.<br /> So we went home and had our story straight and told him what happened. He kept saying "Yeah right, yeah right" but still wasn't completely sure whether we were lying or not. Then he walked out the back door and went to the car. We thought that he might be going back to Auto Zone to try to get "our money" back. We thought it would be hilarious to watch him go in and argue with the guy so we all jumped off the couch, grabbed keys and jumped in my van! As we were running out the door, Teddy said that he was going to Kohl's but we thought he still might go to Auto Zone first. Lexee sat in Katee's carseat--it was hilarious! So we went to both Auto Zones but he wasn't there. So we decided to go to Kohl's and see if he was there. We found his car and saw that he had found the receipt for the battery so he knew we didn't pay anything. So we felt the need to still get him back. We first though of moving the car to the other parking lot, but Trini didn't have a key to the car. Then we thought of taking something out of the car. Then Trini said "Let's hide in the car and scare him!" So she hid in the trunk with her cell phone and we were going to park inconspicuously somewhere we could still see the car and when he came out we would text her that he was coming. So we ended up waiting for him to come out about 40 minutes! <br /> So he comes out, gets in the car, and Trini covers her mouth and starts yelling "HELP ME! HELP ME!!" He didn't hear her at first, then thought it was the radio. So he finally turns down the radio and can still hear her! So he stops driving (still in the parking lot), gets out of the car and looks under the car with this horrified look on his face!! My mom, Lexee, and I had gotten out of the van to see better and we are just cracking up! So once he realizes that there's no one under her car, he KNOWS there's someone in the trunk! He was so scared! He kept looking around like he was looking for someone to tell, but there was not a soul in sight! (Thank goodness) He stood like 10 feet away from the car and kept scratching his head like "What the crap am I gonna do!?? I don't wanna open the trunk!" So he remembers that there's a button inside the car that will open the trunk, so he pushes it and stands to the side of the car--still afraid of what's inside! So when the trunk opens, Trini jumps up and screams thinking that he would be standing there and she's thinking "Where is he??" He peeked his head around to see who's there and Trini is busting up laughing! He said he still didn't know it was her because he was so scared and it was kind of dark and she was covering her face. So by this time, Lexee,Mom and I are laughing so hard and we drive over to them. He still had this spooked look on his face and still isn't quite sure what just happened. So we get out and are like "We got you!!!!" So we're standing outside laughing and asking him what he thought was going on, and the whole time he was still spooked! It was like he was so in the moment of someone being trapped in his car that it still hadn't hit him that it was a joke.<br /> So we came home and told Chad and Teddy what happened and finally Dad was laughing and joking about it. I wish we would have had a camera for the whole thing. It was one of the funniest things ever!!! We couldn't believe we actually pulled a prank on the prankster himself!! It was awesome!! He told us to watch our backs, of course.The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-10792326594577476982009-09-25T08:44:00.005-07:002009-09-25T16:30:09.911-07:00Dbacks game with 6 kids!A friend of mine gave me 6 tickets to the Dbacks game but since Chad doesn't usually get home until late, I decided to take all the kids and 2 of their friends to the game by myself! Crazy, I know but I knew the kids would have a blast so I braved it. The older girls are such great help and my kids love them so much!<br /> They had lots of fun cheering, clapping, and dancing. They lasted about 4 1/2 innings with all the food that I brought and only 2 potty trips. Once they were done with the food, we decided to go to the Sandlot play area and the kids played there for a while. They all had a fun time and I didn't go insane! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzmiYpYpGI/AAAAAAAACfc/UDzC-QUXyGg/s1600-h/GEDC0228.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzmiYpYpGI/AAAAAAAACfc/UDzC-QUXyGg/s320/GEDC0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385432732834243682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Srzmh22vqqI/AAAAAAAACfU/MD5RY6Ygpu0/s1600-h/GEDC0229.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Srzmh22vqqI/AAAAAAAACfU/MD5RY6Ygpu0/s320/GEDC0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385432723763473058" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzmhoZZdbI/AAAAAAAACfM/CVrTUufP8Z0/s1600-h/GEDC0230.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlzVuzO4I/AAAAAAAACeE/pnaGtQE_gO0/s320/GEDC0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431924597799810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlywN4NyI/AAAAAAAACd8/wkCVdFEig6g/s1600-h/GEDC0241.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlywN4NyI/AAAAAAAACd8/wkCVdFEig6g/s320/GEDC0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431914527602466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlyQbFbMI/AAAAAAAACd0/gF44Lpngc3U/s1600-h/GEDC0245.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlyQbFbMI/AAAAAAAACd0/gF44Lpngc3U/s320/GEDC0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431905993059522" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlyEVXKlI/AAAAAAAACds/2kJkg-32IT8/s1600-h/GEDC0246.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrzlyEVXKlI/AAAAAAAACds/2kJkg-32IT8/s320/GEDC0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385431902747830866" border="0" /></a>Jodan and Kelly dancing video:<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw35VW07NnO49EseVqUgNlC7rUz9C7o4oXnDoJ0rzBaDHz1FpTFETD87mWkfkoDCY7zYVx2fq1YE1ONvSv3kg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Callie thought it was hilarious to push the chair up and Kelly made a funny noise. She was cracking up! By the time I got the camera out, she was getting tired but still funny nonetheless.<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw80u-ly3QNv-icySmgAQj5tqLtXN-T1ZTtn8Xi88yhAHuvUZeeooXpuc6EWzBbwTsDl_vxCMsKzcxrtv1w0w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Kelly and Katie were squeezing eachother's faces saying "Go D-backs!" Kate thought it was hilarious!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwSZwA-VyN9gGICXblOpr1fmz2-3AyU4QrqvpzO4DrwTqDLkgmYsZKnksoIXPEFHTXk9oSlT6DxPyWqVTJLZQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Kelly and Katee were dancing but since I was so close to Kate you can't really see her. Kelly's a good dancer though!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzxByh3rW600JyyB_wM6v3Jt1DTRVPjS3nDlQKVdMXFfKHebRWIlR3VAeUQFJw6TClayHcUQAqf2ct6BQKbww' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-42110242469085654412009-09-18T15:57:00.005-07:002009-09-18T16:09:56.225-07:00Surprise Teacher Meeting<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrQS35pVfTI/AAAAAAAACbs/JkkIBqIbBgk/s1600-h/GEDC0020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SrQS35pVfTI/AAAAAAAACbs/JkkIBqIbBgk/s320/GEDC0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382948206190886194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />So I went thru the drive thru to pick up the kids after school today and they got in and said "Mom, Jocelyn's teacher needs to talk to you right now." I was like, "What? Why? What did you do??! Why does she want to talk to me? Did you take something bad to school?" She looked all innocent and pulled out a paper from her backpack that had two lists of words on it. She said "She wants to talk to you about this." "Why? What about it? I can read the note on it without having to talk to her." " But Mom! She said she needs to talk to you!" "Okay, let's find a place to park."<br />So we walk to her room and the teacher is coming out in a hurry and I'm holding the paper with the lists and she shows me all the green dots next to 95% of the words. "Green dots mean she could read the word to me. As you can see, Jocee can read almost all of them. She's ready for the 3rd list! The most any other kid can read is 6 words! So I want her to start reading more difficult books every day and she'll probably be tested to see what reading level she's at so she can check out books at her level." So Franklin definitely helped her last year! Yay for Jocee!!!!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-58158567308489540572009-09-12T18:51:00.005-07:002009-09-12T23:49:23.330-07:00Cheer Bunny<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:webdings;" >Friday night was Jocee's cheer performance at the football game. Since I didn't know what side she'd be at we just found a spot where there was room for us. Then naturally, they come out and we can't find her among all the little girls out there! Finally we see her on the other side of where we were! So I have some video of far away, then I made a quick decision to (while holding Callie) fight my way down closer to see her better. So here's the two videos I was able to get:</span><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxhLA5VZkSCrOOQgY4r_HTgK-81ZiFQ_8_tnknO2gd-7pFsX-g2R3GZ6hHHZWm1bVc4IJm2lOiJUQB4P3J4Uw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;" >You can see her better in this one but I missed the first part of the dance while I was making my way down the bleachers through the crowd. She looks so cute and was SO excited to be there!</span><br /><br /><span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"><span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Image" class="gl_photo" border="0" /></span></span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz48TxCWLkUpCfhoTAL6u9-ti4P6ir7eAzbTs3_RliA6hbGyoh-4S6UVS9fYZN6RMfAPGJ-Os3iHKSo7cYgVQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;" >Here she is after I got her. She was on cloud nine and couldn't stop smiling.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:times new roman;" >The picture is blurry, I know-sorry.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqySQqqb4EI/AAAAAAAACbE/TVCZ37RVY50/s1600-h/GEDC0192.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqySQqqb4EI/AAAAAAAACbE/TVCZ37RVY50/s320/GEDC0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380836469828739138" border="0" /></a>This is her best friend Maria that she made at school this year! They looked so cute!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqySRAddjzI/AAAAAAAACbM/J1Q8OEnQR2M/s1600-h/GEDC0193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqySRAddjzI/AAAAAAAACbM/J1Q8OEnQR2M/s320/GEDC0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380836475679903538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I made the girls matching bows to wear for their performance that they were very excited about. After I took this picture I decided to spray it with glitter too! It looked awesome and Jocee wore it proudly!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqyVWvDFftI/AAAAAAAACbU/_48jQHdHEf0/s1600-h/GEDC0007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SqyVWvDFftI/AAAAAAAACbU/_48jQHdHEf0/s320/GEDC0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380839872619970258" border="0" /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-89186797013888472702009-08-21T16:12:00.006-07:002009-08-21T16:34:06.772-07:00Happy 8th Birthday Jordan!So this isn't in chronological order but at least I put the pics up! LOL!<br /><br />Here he is checking out his new DC wallet. He loves it! Grandma Gardiner gave him a giftcard to Tartget so he immediately put it in his new wallet.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8sAaIsnQI/AAAAAAAACa8/I50ezXxXV4g/s1600-h/GEDC0247.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8sAaIsnQI/AAAAAAAACa8/I50ezXxXV4g/s320/GEDC0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372561266003713282" border="0" /></a><br />New sunglasses!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_8g3qNI/AAAAAAAACa0/nmbWDp1xFD8/s1600-h/GEDC0242.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_8g3qNI/AAAAAAAACa0/nmbWDp1xFD8/s320/GEDC0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372561258052036818" border="0" /></a>Lexee took him to Krispy Kreme to get his free 1/2 dozen birthday donuts and they gave him a WHOLE DOZEN!! Enough for the whole family!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_Z-kbmI/AAAAAAAACas/FOcIDi1oH2U/s1600-h/GEDC0240-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_Z-kbmI/AAAAAAAACas/FOcIDi1oH2U/s320/GEDC0240-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372561248781364834" border="0" /></a>New football!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_HzdgtI/AAAAAAAACak/yrpGfaZHrtU/s1600-h/GEDC0239.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r_HzdgtI/AAAAAAAACak/yrpGfaZHrtU/s320/GEDC0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372561243902935762" border="0" /></a>I took the kids swimming while Daddy was still working.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r-jvL46I/AAAAAAAACac/7m3sMXbD_Nc/s1600-h/GEDC0238.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8r-jvL46I/AAAAAAAACac/7m3sMXbD_Nc/s320/GEDC0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372561234221327266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rqbo1xDI/AAAAAAAACaU/wnH8RYKjKe8/s1600-h/GEDC0237.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rqbo1xDI/AAAAAAAACaU/wnH8RYKjKe8/s320/GEDC0237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560888449844274" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rqHGvo9I/AAAAAAAACaM/pZoTFkPeD24/s1600-h/GEDC0236-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rqHGvo9I/AAAAAAAACaM/pZoTFkPeD24/s320/GEDC0236-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560882938127314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rpji0aHI/AAAAAAAACaE/jY2-y48ka0w/s1600-h/GEDC0235.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rpji0aHI/AAAAAAAACaE/jY2-y48ka0w/s320/GEDC0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560873392203890" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rpbcnzCI/AAAAAAAACZ8/5RKf-kHhiVA/s1600-h/GEDC0233.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rpbcnzCI/AAAAAAAACZ8/5RKf-kHhiVA/s320/GEDC0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560871218727970" border="0" /></a>Chillin' like a villain.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8ro0Xa70I/AAAAAAAACZ0/iShQh385nyI/s1600-h/GEDC0232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8ro0Xa70I/AAAAAAAACZ0/iShQh385nyI/s320/GEDC0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560860727930690" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rUhrFF5I/AAAAAAAACZs/jWRjF3Gu_pM/s1600-h/GEDC0231.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rUhrFF5I/AAAAAAAACZs/jWRjF3Gu_pM/s320/GEDC0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560512112727954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rURxKbaI/AAAAAAAACZk/-GVH0NDV60w/s1600-h/GEDC0229-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rURxKbaI/AAAAAAAACZk/-GVH0NDV60w/s320/GEDC0229-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560507843276194" border="0" /></a>LOVE this pic of Callie!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rT8Xq2UI/AAAAAAAACZc/-4070rD3uOI/s1600-h/GEDC0228.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rT8Xq2UI/AAAAAAAACZc/-4070rD3uOI/s320/GEDC0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560502099204418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rTfqBGOI/AAAAAAAACZU/a0hR8wBTcfI/s1600-h/GEDC0227.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rTfqBGOI/AAAAAAAACZU/a0hR8wBTcfI/s320/GEDC0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560494391531746" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rTOCwF6I/AAAAAAAACZM/sLWFfhAZYNs/s1600-h/GEDC0226-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rTOCwF6I/AAAAAAAACZM/sLWFfhAZYNs/s320/GEDC0226-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560489663436706" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rBD7f4RI/AAAAAAAACZE/I8Qe1zFv3XQ/s1600-h/GEDC0225.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rBD7f4RI/AAAAAAAACZE/I8Qe1zFv3XQ/s320/GEDC0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560177711014162" border="0" /></a>New watch!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rA6zM4eI/AAAAAAAACY8/xttCfDCdgOc/s1600-h/GEDC0220.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rA6zM4eI/AAAAAAAACY8/xttCfDCdgOc/s320/GEDC0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560175260295650" border="0" /></a>He took this pic of himself!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rARbBwtI/AAAAAAAACY0/jEWMDnRym9U/s1600-h/GEDC0218.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8rARbBwtI/AAAAAAAACY0/jEWMDnRym9U/s320/GEDC0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560164153049810" border="0" /></a>I made him strawberries and cream pancakes for breakfast. He ate every last drop!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8q_8z-q2I/AAAAAAAACYs/QOCh1CKYqbg/s1600-h/GEDC0206.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8q_8z-q2I/AAAAAAAACYs/QOCh1CKYqbg/s320/GEDC0206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560158620560226" border="0" /></a>His Spongebob last minute (literally) cake! Not my greatest work, but he still loved it and that's all that matters!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8q_VOg36I/AAAAAAAACYk/JiSLjGf-DEk/s1600-h/GEDC0201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8q_VOg36I/AAAAAAAACYk/JiSLjGf-DEk/s320/GEDC0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372560147994435490" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qnHwiKOI/AAAAAAAACYc/uX_h71911Ug/s1600-h/GEDC0199-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qnHwiKOI/AAAAAAAACYc/uX_h71911Ug/s320/GEDC0199-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559732062169314" border="0" /></a>The kids love playing with Uncle Brad!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qmq4IDeI/AAAAAAAACYU/47mxkBoZ80w/s1600-h/GEDC0197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qmq4IDeI/AAAAAAAACYU/47mxkBoZ80w/s320/GEDC0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559724309384674" border="0" /></a>Jordan modeling his new outfit from Whitcomb Grandparents. He LOVES it!! He wants to wear it every day to school. He's really into looking "cool" or <span style="font-style: italic;">his </span>idea of cool anyway and he's somehow discovered brand names. Now that Mervyns is no longer, I have decided my new place to get decently priced clothes for the kids is Ross and they carry the brands that he likes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qmI-FQxI/AAAAAAAACYM/URA0NB55A3Y/s1600-h/GEDC0196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qmI-FQxI/AAAAAAAACYM/URA0NB55A3Y/s320/GEDC0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559715207562002" border="0" /></a>Twinners!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qlnbUSjI/AAAAAAAACYE/l_InW7IX5pw/s1600-h/GEDC0195-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So8qlnbUSjI/AAAAAAAACYE/l_InW7IX5pw/s320/GEDC0195-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372559706203376178" border="0" /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-31119921650524793232009-08-21T10:55:00.003-07:002009-08-21T11:34:06.559-07:00Adventures in cute hairFor some reason, the last two mornings I have been in the mood to do a little more than the usual with Jocee's hair and she actually sits patiently while I do it. When I'm finished she's SO happy she looks "so beautiful!" Even Jordan came in and said "WOW!! Jocelyn you look beautiful!" Made her feel like a million bucks!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7gI4vK9QI/AAAAAAAACX0/hzEzrVzKNq0/s1600-h/GEDC0199.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7gI4vK9QI/AAAAAAAACX0/hzEzrVzKNq0/s320/GEDC0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477848773391618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7gIOKyGcI/AAAAAAAACXs/FeJ9cgfWcbQ/s1600-h/GEDC0198.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7gIOKyGcI/AAAAAAAACXs/FeJ9cgfWcbQ/s320/GEDC0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477837346478530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f9Sv-8xI/AAAAAAAACXk/DwMoXhzhmZ8/s1600-h/GEDC0197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f9Sv-8xI/AAAAAAAACXk/DwMoXhzhmZ8/s320/GEDC0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477649597690642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f8yS7CII/AAAAAAAACXc/zKFAdJdLx74/s1600-h/GEDC0195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f8yS7CII/AAAAAAAACXc/zKFAdJdLx74/s320/GEDC0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477640885864578" border="0" /></a>Her model pose.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f8LMGwEI/AAAAAAAACXU/5IiTfkJj0KA/s1600-h/GEDC0192.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f8LMGwEI/AAAAAAAACXU/5IiTfkJj0KA/s320/GEDC0192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477630388289602" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f7hWnGZI/AAAAAAAACXM/XI4dAlYcANU/s1600-h/GEDC0196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f7hWnGZI/AAAAAAAACXM/XI4dAlYcANU/s320/GEDC0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477619158063506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f6wNjC7I/AAAAAAAACXE/kk7-1fmDF2o/s1600-h/GEDC0193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/So7f6wNjC7I/AAAAAAAACXE/kk7-1fmDF2o/s320/GEDC0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372477605966711730" border="0" /></a><br />On the topic of cute hair, if you need ideas for your daughter's hair or just want to see amazing hair-do's, check out this blog: http://hair4myprincess.blogspot.com/ So cute!! I want directions to follow so I can do them too!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-84820682893536419662009-08-19T15:52:00.002-07:002009-08-19T16:06:07.202-07:00First Day of SchoolOkay, so I have been busy with my bow business and am way behind on our family blog. But better late than never. So here's the kids on their first day of school.<br /><br />Katee is going to the same preschool as last year and has the same teacher. She asks every day if she has school tomorrow. She LOVES it!! She takes the bus to and from school and does great!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCcw5uYqI/AAAAAAAACW8/EIOAWAEnRO8/s1600-h/GEDC0193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCcw5uYqI/AAAAAAAACW8/EIOAWAEnRO8/s320/GEDC0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371811886221124258" border="0" /></a><br />Jordan is in 2nd grade at a new school, Robson, this year and so far is going good. Not nearly as much homework as Franklin and not so rushed on the academics. It's a good change of pace for him. He really struggled with it last year and got frustrated and would just give up and cry. Not ideal for a kid! So this school seems to be a better fit for him. I am so glad. He's already made friends and loves playing soccer at recess with the "big boys."<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCcWhT3GI/AAAAAAAACW0/1nR3OrjRjfw/s1600-h/GEDC0002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCcWhT3GI/AAAAAAAACW0/1nR3OrjRjfw/s320/GEDC0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371811879139400802" border="0" /></a>Jocee is doing Kindergarten again because she started Kinder last year as a 4 year old and at the end of the year, her teacher said she didn't feel like she was socially ready for 1st grade--academically, yes, but socially no. She said she wasn't very confident and didn't take the initiative to do things. So we decided to take the teacher's advice and put her back in Kinder. So far, a week into school, she already has "girlfriend drama!" They don't really do "work" like she's used to so it's a good time for her to work on her social skills. She's learning the dynamics of "girls" and all the drama that comes with it--"Today Brooke said she's not my friend! She's friends with Hannah now! She told me to be friends with Marie because we have the same color shoes and I don't like her!" It's unbelievable how early all the drama begins--the movie Mean Girls keeps popping in my head! Anyway, she's been a good little saleswoman for me too! All her friends want bows/flowers like hers! She handed out business cards to them today! LOL! She was so excited!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCbwpofLI/AAAAAAAACWs/mZApIoM6gDQ/s1600-h/GEDC0001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SoyCbwpofLI/AAAAAAAACWs/mZApIoM6gDQ/s320/GEDC0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371811868973759666" border="0" /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-85657375707914162592009-08-19T10:59:00.007-07:002009-08-19T15:45:43.245-07:00Jordan's BaptismLast Thursday, August 13th, 2009 Jordan was baptized! He was so excited to get baptized and had been counting down the days for a while. Since I had never planned a baptism before, I wasn't sure of all the details and whatnot and didn't have any checklist or anything to go by. So I looked online and found a program template and got that filled out. I just figured I'd conduct. Well, when we were waiting for people to arrive, a feeling came to me that I could not conduct. It occurred to me that possibly a Priesthood holder had to conduct. So luckily the Bishop arrived and agreed to conduct. I was so embarassed that I didn't know that little detail, but oh well--we live and we learn. It was a small, intimate baptism and I think everyone there felt the Spirit. His Grandpa Gardiner gave a good talk on Baptism and his Great Grandma Sackley gave a talk on the Holy Ghost. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox84IuxoSI/AAAAAAAACWk/RyPyXw4WQCc/s1600-h/DSCN0712.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox84IuxoSI/AAAAAAAACWk/RyPyXw4WQCc/s320/DSCN0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805759404351778" border="0" /></a>Here he is anxiously waiting for people to arrive.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox83qwsyoI/AAAAAAAACWc/UvNAGB4WBAI/s1600-h/DSCN0714.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox83qwsyoI/AAAAAAAACWc/UvNAGB4WBAI/s320/DSCN0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805751359359618" border="0" /></a>Great Grandma Sackley<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox83IKhXVI/AAAAAAAACWU/zriY6opnQ9o/s1600-h/DSCN0715.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox83IKhXVI/AAAAAAAACWU/zriY6opnQ9o/s320/DSCN0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805742072421714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox82qONzZI/AAAAAAAACWM/OHJJrdm4Qnc/s1600-h/DSCN0716.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox82qONzZI/AAAAAAAACWM/OHJJrdm4Qnc/s320/DSCN0716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805734034853266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8swVaNuI/AAAAAAAACWE/zmvlTFCBZpg/s1600-h/DSCN0717.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8swVaNuI/AAAAAAAACWE/zmvlTFCBZpg/s320/DSCN0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805563876947682" border="0" /></a>Jordan and Daddy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8sLLX03I/AAAAAAAACV8/0GsLgedBKCk/s1600-h/DSCN0718.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8sLLX03I/AAAAAAAACV8/0GsLgedBKCk/s320/DSCN0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805553902736242" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8rTtqimI/AAAAAAAACV0/BXknhQCad_c/s1600-h/DSCN0720.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8rTtqimI/AAAAAAAACV0/BXknhQCad_c/s320/DSCN0720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805539014183522" border="0" /></a>Cousin Ryan<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8q2xC60I/AAAAAAAACVs/SfozLAbcIgs/s1600-h/DSCN0723.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8q2xC60I/AAAAAAAACVs/SfozLAbcIgs/s320/DSCN0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805531243735874" border="0" /></a>Garrett, Jordan, and cousin Kyle<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8qLMRwwI/AAAAAAAACVk/UqBOHxFKj20/s1600-h/DSCN0724.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8qLMRwwI/AAAAAAAACVk/UqBOHxFKj20/s320/DSCN0724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805519546794754" border="0" /></a>All the cousins!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8bxGlliI/AAAAAAAACVc/3CAUmnczabk/s1600-h/DSCN0725.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8bxGlliI/AAAAAAAACVc/3CAUmnczabk/s320/DSCN0725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805272025437730" border="0" /></a>Uncle Teddy, Uncle Brad, Jordan, and Aunt Lexee<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8bby-eCI/AAAAAAAACVU/Pl8gCVuXae0/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8bby-eCI/AAAAAAAACVU/Pl8gCVuXae0/s320/DSCN0726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805266306037794" border="0" /></a>Jordan with his Grandpa Bear and Grandma Ellen. Grandpa Bear had just had knee replacement surgery a WEEK ago and was in lots of pain, but really wanted to be there for Jordan so he DROVE my mom and brother from Coolidge to Mesa. My mom had been having dizzy spells for the last 3 days and had been couped up in her room and didn't think she was going to make it. So we all prayed that she would be well enough for her to come and she was!! We were so happy and Jordan was pleasantly surprised because he didn't know they were going to make it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8arJJUqI/AAAAAAAACVM/SA6KYZeh-N8/s1600-h/DSCN0727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8arJJUqI/AAAAAAAACVM/SA6KYZeh-N8/s320/DSCN0727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805253245686434" border="0" /></a>Some of the group...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8aFK8mFI/AAAAAAAACVE/CMJDojvXrTQ/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8aFK8mFI/AAAAAAAACVE/CMJDojvXrTQ/s320/DSCN0728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805243052693586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8ZRA9StI/AAAAAAAACU8/d9rbD01QGQ0/s1600-h/DSCN0731.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox8ZRA9StI/AAAAAAAACU8/d9rbD01QGQ0/s320/DSCN0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371805229052152530" border="0" /></a>Grandpa and Grandma Gardiner with Jordan<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7-dmxy6I/AAAAAAAACU0/YRZEuUxbJ00/s1600-h/DSCN0733.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7-dmxy6I/AAAAAAAACU0/YRZEuUxbJ00/s320/DSCN0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804768575540130" border="0" /></a>Great Grandma Sackley and cousin Sydney<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox790Igr-I/AAAAAAAACUs/SRZxMezRrEY/s1600-h/GEDC0194.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox790Igr-I/AAAAAAAACUs/SRZxMezRrEY/s320/GEDC0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804757442736098" border="0" /></a>The girls practicing their piano skills before the baptism.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox79SpuRII/AAAAAAAACUk/KiWpJbGO768/s1600-h/GEDC0195.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox79SpuRII/AAAAAAAACUk/KiWpJbGO768/s320/GEDC0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804748455232642" border="0" /></a>Callie practicing her talk...LOL!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox783NBtYI/AAAAAAAACUc/KU2TEsZFrJ0/s1600-h/GEDC0196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox783NBtYI/AAAAAAAACUc/KU2TEsZFrJ0/s320/GEDC0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804741087114626" border="0" /></a>Jocee and her modeling pose.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox78XQ02YI/AAAAAAAACUU/wQPgUqCc2UY/s1600-h/GEDC0197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox78XQ02YI/AAAAAAAACUU/wQPgUqCc2UY/s320/GEDC0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804732513114498" border="0" /></a>Jordan very excited!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7hBZDhOI/AAAAAAAACUM/_gPQyQWFGGM/s1600-h/GEDC0198.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7hBZDhOI/AAAAAAAACUM/_gPQyQWFGGM/s320/GEDC0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804262785582306" border="0" /></a><br /><br />During the baptism Callie sat next to her cousin Chloe and they became best friends! Callie kept saying "Chwo-ie! Chwo-ie!" the whole rest of the night! It was so cute. She doesn't like to hold anyone's hand so this was priceless!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7gdn1E4I/AAAAAAAACUE/RmdWtkif_7w/s1600-h/GEDC0201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7gdn1E4I/AAAAAAAACUE/RmdWtkif_7w/s320/GEDC0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804253183873922" border="0" /></a>Our Family<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7f-cFiiI/AAAAAAAACT8/3ywWninLzG8/s1600-h/GEDC0204.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7f-cFiiI/AAAAAAAACT8/3ywWninLzG8/s320/GEDC0204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804244813122082" border="0" /></a><br />Jordan and Daddy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7e-HgZgI/AAAAAAAACTs/sMD2lRhSbnw/s1600-h/Jordan.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/Sox7e-HgZgI/AAAAAAAACTs/sMD2lRhSbnw/s320/Jordan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371804227546932738" border="0" /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-61298767871068321202009-05-05T11:16:00.002-07:002009-05-05T11:21:56.910-07:00And the name is.......<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">So after much brainstorming and several names already existing........the name of my bow business is.......</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Munchkin Bows</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">! Cute, eh? I think it is anyway. I have created a website for it www.munchkinbows.blogspot.com. I am continually making new bows of different colors and styles so check back often! Tell your friends and neighbors! If you have a business and want to trade blogvertising, let me know!! Or if you will add my business blog to your family blog, please do!!! I appreciate all your help!</span>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-39658312623457612962009-05-01T13:40:00.004-07:002009-05-01T13:47:52.060-07:00Baby Idol Contest<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SftfcNzsuaI/AAAAAAAACNg/ljo47tU5eDg/s1600-h/Callie.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SftfcNzsuaI/AAAAAAAACNg/ljo47tU5eDg/s320/Callie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330959522270591394" border="0" /></a><br />Callie is a contestant in Mix 96.9's Baby Idol Contest! The voting started today! I don't know how long voting is for. For each valid email address you can vote once a day so PLEASE go vote for her!!!!!!!!! It's easy! Just copy this link <br /><span style="" id="profile_status"><span id="status_text"><br />http://www.mix969.com/pages/baby-idol/vote-entrants.php?gid=2&id=18 </span></span><br /><br />and past it in the address space and it will take you right to her page. Click on "Vote for Me" then you just type in your email address!! Easy as pie! The more you vote, the better!!<br /><br />Thanks Everyone!!<br /><div class="mobile_status"><span style="" id="profile_status"><span id="status_text"><br /></span></span></div>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-66341137986946786822009-04-29T14:05:00.002-07:002009-04-29T14:05:49.409-07:00Business Name<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I have a name picked out, but I have to make sure no one else has the same name. Anyone know where to go to check?</span>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-46953817667806178542009-04-27T13:34:00.011-07:002009-06-18T10:23:17.078-07:00New VentureI have recently become addicted to making hair bows and flower clips for my girls and have gotten many compliments on them. Chad suggested me selling them, but I wasn't sure. Well after much thought, I've decided to give it a try. I am still trying to come up with a cute and clever business name and slogan and would like any suggestions you can come up with. Until I have a business name, I'm not going to make a website yet. Let me know what you think of my prices. So until I get a Bow Blog, I'm going to put my bows up on this blog until then. Feel free to tell your friends with little girls or let me know if you want any! :) (SIDENOTE: Every clip is lined with grosgrain ribbon and each bow is heat sealed to avoid fraying.)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlbTKH-eI/AAAAAAAACMA/2UrjZ5LXJmI/s1600-h/GEDC0189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlbTKH-eI/AAAAAAAACMA/2UrjZ5LXJmI/s320/GEDC0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488359968995810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlbBvzRaI/AAAAAAAACL4/1EiK7rNz3LI/s1600-h/GEDC0188.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlbBvzRaI/AAAAAAAACL4/1EiK7rNz3LI/s320/GEDC0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488355295184290" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYla1xxl-I/AAAAAAAACLw/vq4OAK-Uo_E/s1600-h/GEDC0187.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYla1xxl-I/AAAAAAAACLw/vq4OAK-Uo_E/s320/GEDC0187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488352082237410" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlY9FK7-I/AAAAAAAACLo/KhSiVWCJhQU/s1600-h/GEDC0185.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYlY9FK7-I/AAAAAAAACLo/KhSiVWCJhQU/s320/GEDC0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329488319682899938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjmLXunvI/AAAAAAAACLY/mzWk4mT7YPw/s1600-h/GEDC0183.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjmLXunvI/AAAAAAAACLY/mzWk4mT7YPw/s320/GEDC0183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486347833876210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjl4n_7dI/AAAAAAAACLQ/8ym3T642Ux0/s1600-h/GEDC0181.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjl4n_7dI/AAAAAAAACLQ/8ym3T642Ux0/s320/GEDC0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486342801845714" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjlmONt4I/AAAAAAAACLI/H4pOouU4z2Y/s1600-h/GEDC0180.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjlmONt4I/AAAAAAAACLI/H4pOouU4z2Y/s320/GEDC0180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486337861859202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjlrMubOI/AAAAAAAACLA/WiGi6vfvN5M/s1600-h/GEDC0179.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYjlrMubOI/AAAAAAAACLA/WiGi6vfvN5M/s320/GEDC0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329486339197791458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /> The set is $3, not each bow. Is the tag confusing? Or did you know it was for the set?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYgpRZ5uxI/AAAAAAAACKw/xUeTTMmaBdw/s1600-h/GEDC0174.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYgpRZ5uxI/AAAAAAAACKw/xUeTTMmaBdw/s320/GEDC0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483102458329874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYgowQOW0I/AAAAAAAACKg/4ut-Akb8RFg/s1600-h/GEDC0170.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYgowQOW0I/AAAAAAAACKg/4ut-Akb8RFg/s320/GEDC0170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483093559368514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYeorVHUPI/AAAAAAAACKQ/ck89M5eYxiw/s1600-h/GEDC0147.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTnpemmI/AAAAAAAACIo/pBSKSs3jc1k/s320/GEDC0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329476133402352226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTYWIjuI/AAAAAAAACIg/NLIpCfzX6gE/s1600-h/GEDC0006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTYWIjuI/AAAAAAAACIg/NLIpCfzX6gE/s320/GEDC0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329476129294683874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTAyyCvI/AAAAAAAACIY/LtjQJdHoTQI/s1600-h/GEDC0003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTAyyCvI/AAAAAAAACIY/LtjQJdHoTQI/s320/GEDC0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329476122972392178" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SfYaTD0eNwI/AAAAAAAACIQ/jzvBTKEZ4-Q/s1600-h/GEDC0002.JPG"><br /></a>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-17675187180885929792009-03-19T11:58:00.002-07:002009-03-19T12:12:00.917-07:00Stupid Cat<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">WARNING: Animal activists (or whatever they're called) should not read this!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I noticed that Rocky, our German Shepherd/Lab, was barking like crazy at something inside our shed about 5 days ago. The kids said that there was a hole in the shed and he was barking at the neighbor's dog. Well, I was outside Tuesday cleaning up the backyard a bit (Daddy's never home to do it anymore) and he started barking again, but I noticed that the neighbor's dog wasn't barking. So I looked in the shed and there was no hole.....there were 2 eyes staring back at me!! It was a cat! I hate cats. I'm extremely allergic to them. Jordan was determined to try to help the cat get out but he wasn't budging. So finally today while the kids were playing in the back yard (I was inside cleaning, of course) I heard a bunch of commotion and kids screaming and Jocee came running in crying and saying that the cat came out and Rocky was chasing it. So I ran to the back door (didn't dare go outside! I know, I'm a bad mom) to see what was happening. Rocky had the cat by the neck in his mouth flailing it around! We were all yelling at Rocky but he wasn't listening. I thought food might do the trick so I got a hot dog and started throwing pieces at him but that didn't stop him either. After about 3 minutes, the cat was a gonner! The kids (okay, me too) felt so bad. I made them all come in the house and I called animal control. The lady said that they wouldn't pick it up on my property and that it had to be moved to the curb! Heck NO!!! I was NOT going to go near the animal much less put it in a box and take it to the curb!! I told the lady that and she said there would be at least a $50 fee for someone to come do it for me. I DON'T THINK SO! So I could either wait till Chad gets home late tonight and have a dead cat in my back yard and not let the kids play outside or find someone else who would move it for me. So I remembered that the Eyrings 4 houses down (they're in our ward, the kids are friends, and the oldest daughter is our amazing babysitter) have a couple of boys who might do it for me. Sure enough, Matthew came right away with a bag and a box, picked it up with his bare hands and took it to the curb for me!! Our hero for the day!! Yeaaa!!! So now I'm waiting for animal control to come get it! That will teach cats to come in our yard!! He catches birds that eat his food too! So that was our morning. Now all 4 kids are playing at the Eyring's house while I have a nice quiet lunch all to myself! Love that family!!! :)</span>The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-15702709351706230392009-03-16T09:10:00.003-07:002009-03-16T09:34:07.813-07:00Medical WeekendSo on Thursday, Jocelyn was trying to jump up to reach a branch on a tree and missed and on her way back down, she slid her arm down the bark of the tree and got some splinters and a really big piece stuck in her arm. She let me try to get it out, but I just couldn't get a grip on it to pull it out. It was in there really good. When I said that we'd have to take her to the Urgent Care to get it taken out, she went nuts--screaming and crying. So I told her we'd wait one more day (she had Track and Field Day the next day) and see if I could get it out after school. Well, I tried, and I couldn't. It hurt her to move her arm certain ways. So I had to take her once Chad came home from work at 7:30pm. She was so upset. We checked in at 7:56pm and didn't leave the place until 11pm!! They put a numbing medicine on it first. Then the dr came in. He tried 4 different tools to get it out! She did very good at holding as still as she possibly could through the crying. I was almost positive they were going to have to hold her down while he dug in her arm, but they didn't! I was so proud of her. The dr. said it was in there pretty deep and that I couldn't have taken it out myself, so it was good I took her in. Afterward, she got lots of stickers and was so glad it was over with! (And so was I!) <br /> Also on Friday, Callie had <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">bad</span> diarrhea ALL day. I didn't really think anything of it except that maybe it was from the juice she had drank--I don't usually let them have a lot of juice. Then when the kids and I went to rent a movie that night (before taking Jocee to UC), Callie had projectile vomiting in her carseat! She got the back of my seat! She was covered in it and the kids all felt so bad for her--as did I. It was sweet to see how concerned all the kids were fore her. So we rushed home and threw her in the bath. I decided that I would watch her the next day before taking her to the dr. What can they do about barf and diarrhea anyways? Not much. I already knew to keep her on the BRAT diet so that's what I did Saturday. She didn't eat much that day but still had diarrhea. But no throwing up. So Saturday night we had planned on going to a party at Chad's cousin's house and had a sitter lined up. Just before she came, I noticed that Callie was acting really clingy and was a bit hot. So I told Chad that I think we should take her and that I didn't think she was feeling so good. So I packed her stuff and got ready to walk out the door......about 5 feet from the door, she threw up all over me and the rug! We were already going to be late but now that I had a barfy baby, I told Chad that we should just miss the party and take her to Urgent Care. The dr said there was a stomach virus going around and that it was highly contagious and that the other kids are likely to get it too (and maybe even us!). So while we were talking to the dr, my phone rang and it was the sitter and she said that Katelyn had thrown up!! So I asked her how she was doing now and she said that she was fine and was in the bath. I asked her if she minded if Chad and I got dinner before coming home and she said it was fine. So we went to Applebee's and all seemed fine. Then about 10 minutes after getting our food, Callie wanted me to hold her. So I put her on my lap and what do ya know? She throws up all over me (and my purse and the table!) again! I got up and went to the car and got my food to go. We got home and Callie threw up 3 more times before going to bed!<br /> So we knew that church was out of the picture. Thankfully Callie and Katelyn did not have any more episodes that day, but Jordan got sick though. They only ate bread, applesauce, water, and bananas. Now we're out of bread, applesauce, and bananas! LOL! Then as we were going to bed, Chad got sick! So me and Jocee are the only ones who haven't gotten sick so far. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. Chad didn't want to call in sick after just starting a new job, but he was up all night and knew he wouldn't make it through work today. I'm hoping that everyone will be good to go by tomorrow. Jordan said he's feeling good today and so did Katelyn. But the dr warned us that a day could go by with no barf and then the next day sick again. So we'll see. Hopefully the week isn't as bad as the weekend was!!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-85695647852221859482009-02-27T18:08:00.002-07:002009-02-27T18:13:01.283-07:00Good News!!!!!!I haven't blogged for quite some time so I don't know how many of you are actually going to see this, but Chad finally found a job and started on Wednesday!!!!! He is now working at Moxie Pest Control in Phoenix. He doesn't have his own work truck yet, so I have been without a vehicle for the past 3 days. Hopefully soon he'll get a truck. Right now he's working on the west side, but they are working on selling in the east valley and hopefully he'll get that route once it's established. The only downside to this job, is that he has to work EVERY Saturday! Hey, I'm not going to complain too much---he has a job!! Yay!!!!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-50430862075986564792008-11-22T13:13:00.003-07:002008-11-22T16:23:08.644-07:00Midnight Twilight!!!!!!!!!!!!!My sister Trini came to town to go with me and my sisters-in-law. I got there a little after 8pm and there was already a line wrapped all the way around to the back of the theater!!! Trini came a little while later and then the rest of them came. The line went pretty quick and then when we were let in the theater, we booked it to get a good seat! We did get good seats and then chatted as we waited for the midnight hour.<br /> Here we are waiting outside. (We don't look alike, do we?)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShonBuE44I/AAAAAAAAB-U/54-Lnf7Z_XU/s1600-h/Randee+Trini+Twilight%21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShonBuE44I/AAAAAAAAB-U/54-Lnf7Z_XU/s320/Randee+Trini+Twilight%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271578383523046274" border="0" /></a><br /> Me and Christy waiting outside in line.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShom_RLfiI/AAAAAAAAB-M/YyVKiYpqf3s/s1600-h/S7300165-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShom_RLfiI/AAAAAAAAB-M/YyVKiYpqf3s/s320/S7300165-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271578382864973346" border="0" /></a><br /> All of us girls! Sydney, Trini, Christy, Hayley, and me!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShomt-8oXI/AAAAAAAAB-E/xPbT1CE3R_U/s1600-h/S7300166-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShomt-8oXI/AAAAAAAAB-E/xPbT1CE3R_U/s320/S7300166-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271578378225099122" border="0" /></a><br /> Being silly while we were in the theater waiting.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShonTkiGII/AAAAAAAAB-c/fZ9FKZm7gOE/s1600-h/S7300170-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DR7Ms0Ucka8/SShonTkiGII/AAAAAAAAB-c/fZ9FKZm7gOE/s320/S7300170-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271578388314855554" border="0" /></a><br /> The movie was good! If only I had felt better, I would have enjoyed it more. But I still had a good time.The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241761331191786734.post-86380444707872280892008-11-22T12:35:00.002-07:002008-11-22T13:12:53.993-07:00Urgent CareAfter feeling like crud for most of the week, I finally took myself and Callie to urgent care (the dr's office was booked until Monday and I couldn't wait). I've had an earache since Sunday and it's gotten worse and I've had the worst headache that won't go away for like 3 days. I'd taken ibuprofen, Alieve, and Tylenol but nothing helped it. My head's all cloudy and hurts SO bad!<br /> Callie has been really cranky for a long time and not sleeping well. She's also had a bad rash on her bum that won't go away either. I thought that since my ear was hurting that possibly that was her problem too.<br /> Well, sure enough, Callie has double ear infection and an infection on her bum that could only be cleared up with prescription medicine. Poor girl!<br /> As for me, the dr said I have fluid in my ear and that's why I have a bad earache. I told her about my other symtoms and she said I have an upper respiratory infection. For my headache she gave me Vicodin and Medrol. For my stuffiness she gave me Flonase. I'm taking 5 different prescriptions! She said that based on my sypmtoms I could possibly have Meningitis and if I wasn't feeling better by today, to go back to urgent care. So last night when I came home from getting them, I took the medicine. About 2 hours later, I was really nauseaous. I hate that feeling!! I thought crackers would help, but it made it worse. The kids were in bed and Chad went to get some Kleenex at the store so I was by myself. Well, I ended up....well, you know. I felt a little better but still kind of nauseaous. I tried to read my book but kept feeling like I had to throw up. So I just laid down, but then I couldn't breathe from being stuffed up. So I got another pillow and just sat against them in bed.<br /> This morning is a little better. My head hurts a little and my stomach is uneasy. If I take a Vicodin, it will knock me out and Chad's outside working on the yard so I need to be awake. <br /> There should be an unwritten rule that MOMS DON'T GET SICK!The Gardiner Ganghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15197800375663553113noreply@blogger.com0