tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40213795232593303782024-03-05T02:48:30.440-06:00The Topham FamilyTOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-11951234317829229032009-10-26T23:35:00.001-05:002009-10-26T23:37:07.381-05:00Blogged OutI must admit that I have been all blogged out the past several months. Maybe I will get some motivation soon to update this sad blog. Don't hold your breath though!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-63213393218309200242009-07-09T23:43:00.007-05:002009-07-15T00:54:01.097-05:004th of July4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> of July is my favorite holiday. It was fun being able to celebrate with family this year. We missed Ryan not being with us, but we knew he was happy on his solo Harley trip to the Smokey Mountains!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div>We started the day with the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kaysville</span> Parade.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurhKSmNvRnI0_F56BwEZjeFtotkJHwqvdpEjIPDkUaBDJN8fWeS72tl9B3Gv9eQzZ2V6Gh3KlbLDyKglgOXrlwvU-MYx6oWOaUzD192Qqsn46Ncivc_-OhJTD8zELVgLmuj9qjzvJjqM/s1600-h/utahsummer09+242.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357800666666711298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgurhKSmNvRnI0_F56BwEZjeFtotkJHwqvdpEjIPDkUaBDJN8fWeS72tl9B3Gv9eQzZ2V6Gh3KlbLDyKglgOXrlwvU-MYx6oWOaUzD192Qqsn46Ncivc_-OhJTD8zELVgLmuj9qjzvJjqM/s320/utahsummer09+242.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp728F82nlYWbM-9eKr67tRqajsqxFzri2Uxgzy9SVcmp-yWIRIG_R-hmopj1cJV1KiCRKVhIMvmrjvcrYGL2E2q6XWJ7VxV_ma8C24SlaN_59WSi64hfyWWSCnn6jnNQ2tVYgL4gBhII/s1600-h/utahsummer09+245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357800656307794994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp728F82nlYWbM-9eKr67tRqajsqxFzri2Uxgzy9SVcmp-yWIRIG_R-hmopj1cJV1KiCRKVhIMvmrjvcrYGL2E2q6XWJ7VxV_ma8C24SlaN_59WSi64hfyWWSCnn6jnNQ2tVYgL4gBhII/s320/utahsummer09+245.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Do you think their having fun yet?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVfSM7uCRyWrmZyyPJrLFFPbWWyHI3deiiYrzLtTi0OtJLJ8MC5sPhpjh6cRstaclROXtnFPntppdV1FfBy488HHyUWyJ-iSGJ8LDxX7jvvmCgKV45aoT9jOTYyPyqScaqfN1HyLojwg/s1600-h/utahsummer09+246.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357800653556236338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVfSM7uCRyWrmZyyPJrLFFPbWWyHI3deiiYrzLtTi0OtJLJ8MC5sPhpjh6cRstaclROXtnFPntppdV1FfBy488HHyUWyJ-iSGJ8LDxX7jvvmCgKV45aoT9jOTYyPyqScaqfN1HyLojwg/s320/utahsummer09+246.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mya's</span> 1st parade<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHfEjLpokOORySmY5TaBJlyWvoIfwVMxC1MFWNJ-SlwV7cgD1hSmzio7faRlk3BX9sD0mhL8rVfwLD9Iohfj5qPVOzp5YfWtl2_8k1eT6yccpAt9l3dxExfGhsW002sgzaWguVgJxcxTU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+250.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797535032306626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHfEjLpokOORySmY5TaBJlyWvoIfwVMxC1MFWNJ-SlwV7cgD1hSmzio7faRlk3BX9sD0mhL8rVfwLD9Iohfj5qPVOzp5YfWtl2_8k1eT6yccpAt9l3dxExfGhsW002sgzaWguVgJxcxTU/s320/utahsummer09+250.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After the parade we went swimming up at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Oakridge</span>. It was really crowded, but fun. The kids got to dive for money at the bottom of the pool and scored big!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxg38s7HFibxzRJvJxs9-qDeySNhLsrqzNgZztW4U54hfbUWK9pDV6JIoXYqA3lXKYeB69IidF8oe8j_KfeDXQugSnqpbnpwAwNywNYMHsYJP1BJKGlNIl7Cax2VSi46GSmli96XiQHw/s1600-h/utahsummer09+253.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797524145644098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxg38s7HFibxzRJvJxs9-qDeySNhLsrqzNgZztW4U54hfbUWK9pDV6JIoXYqA3lXKYeB69IidF8oe8j_KfeDXQugSnqpbnpwAwNywNYMHsYJP1BJKGlNIl7Cax2VSi46GSmli96XiQHw/s320/utahsummer09+253.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jon and Cash (aka Tank). The kid is 9 months old and weighs in at around 22 lbs!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnWafY57BttT_PcqWw79ckhWj7Jas5RemYCWatFVJZP9HA4rNiFf5Qz1rn-d4mp3FO2-f8uGDr4lKaxWwZMMDDkhijg8Y5VH-qyso8dCCbY8jk1YpsUwQiqax6hNUFKYAdbood3W48ro/s1600-h/utahsummer09+254.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797516356827682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNnWafY57BttT_PcqWw79ckhWj7Jas5RemYCWatFVJZP9HA4rNiFf5Qz1rn-d4mp3FO2-f8uGDr4lKaxWwZMMDDkhijg8Y5VH-qyso8dCCbY8jk1YpsUwQiqax6hNUFKYAdbood3W48ro/s320/utahsummer09+254.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Mya</span> was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">lovin</span> the water</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u50gdMdh7sb975CuYYfT7UwyyV4NxC1pXOwFeNRRUB1j5FAdIVpGF_mWN3HxFkbg3L_UWiaXx8fPf6ehf7FgtLODJsikdTKCxexgeTqt5AnqsTtAPCeiSf1CQPmKEawDu5R3YiqGRlM/s1600-h/utahsummer09+255.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797507756808146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6u50gdMdh7sb975CuYYfT7UwyyV4NxC1pXOwFeNRRUB1j5FAdIVpGF_mWN3HxFkbg3L_UWiaXx8fPf6ehf7FgtLODJsikdTKCxexgeTqt5AnqsTtAPCeiSf1CQPmKEawDu5R3YiqGRlM/s320/utahsummer09+255.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Jayden</span>, Andrew, and Kobe jumped off the diving board the whole time<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_VRwI3_bt1MSh9hL7ehnu9XakFBugqhtweMULae6xllTSyXQUQFQu6AbY2hF3HfEnwyCHrLOtduvspoCP8hJ_nMOwZpQwJrynfQ9hBLXWtH1dwO5OrF2m5qWAi5WZNnXNv_Z8fF8tfUU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+256.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357797498107515522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_VRwI3_bt1MSh9hL7ehnu9XakFBugqhtweMULae6xllTSyXQUQFQu6AbY2hF3HfEnwyCHrLOtduvspoCP8hJ_nMOwZpQwJrynfQ9hBLXWtH1dwO5OrF2m5qWAi5WZNnXNv_Z8fF8tfUU/s320/utahsummer09+256.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Jayden</span> doing a tribute to the late Michael Jackson.<br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-iitED_FbrLqLDMsVxewEiXJLyaiiXq0KfyMevEdDZOYOyx2wSUaP3auBAIUw9BilixlymCca2oY2NTtCocdwvHR1StsjCU1xn5ebGuuuR0k6_mrCP_nJmOFD0LQKti0lPeuzykIF1M/s1600-h/utahsummer09+266.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356696631820411474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-iitED_FbrLqLDMsVxewEiXJLyaiiXq0KfyMevEdDZOYOyx2wSUaP3auBAIUw9BilixlymCca2oY2NTtCocdwvHR1StsjCU1xn5ebGuuuR0k6_mrCP_nJmOFD0LQKti0lPeuzykIF1M/s320/utahsummer09+266.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /> </div><div>After a BBQ at my mom and dad's we walked over to the best snow cone shack ever. It is in the parking lot of the old Kmart. If you haven't been you need to go! If your lucky you can get the flavor called Silver Fox, but usually it is sold out.<br /></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioCHHt0c0xT07J2KyJU9Vr_dNKCRcgwuwvzFABmUTtSon_oVC6-9v4Y4KeMCpoWyhDPt5B1Gb1YZ6DkRtGddhpnS2kfPf6DXnVb8gGt3ZxEdDHPinaFmZtLEhC-sRe_pmZInFMwxn2YT4/s1600-h/utahsummer09+274.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356696625987491282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioCHHt0c0xT07J2KyJU9Vr_dNKCRcgwuwvzFABmUTtSon_oVC6-9v4Y4KeMCpoWyhDPt5B1Gb1YZ6DkRtGddhpnS2kfPf6DXnVb8gGt3ZxEdDHPinaFmZtLEhC-sRe_pmZInFMwxn2YT4/s320/utahsummer09+274.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /> </div><div>Mollie and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Mya</span> waiting for the fireworks. We were able to watch the Oakridge fireworks from my parents backyard. It was nice not having to go fight the crowds up at the high school.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtcDN2Q2no2HcrKUqTE9y1maaythLQUJ_CzBpsJ5g9XPw9u2DToo7fADpkLwozTWgSSvgpIseOR-ETXx3Xfpl10JOzcqZ_5FEmP1VE2qkyfAdaARXQYTPUJnFMgs4tiL-ruxI9y36aIU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+278.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356696617687531762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXtcDN2Q2no2HcrKUqTE9y1maaythLQUJ_CzBpsJ5g9XPw9u2DToo7fADpkLwozTWgSSvgpIseOR-ETXx3Xfpl10JOzcqZ_5FEmP1VE2qkyfAdaARXQYTPUJnFMgs4tiL-ruxI9y36aIU/s320/utahsummer09+278.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div>We were all happy that the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Physic</span> Ward let <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Sunee</span> be with us even if it was only for a few hours! Thanks to all the staff that escorted her to and from the hospital. We can't wait until she is "ready" to be with us again!</div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyNrdUhUItjl9Q9ADj-NOPN-FuFofiHzN5n4ixNr2jff4NQ4WfL6dcMwbhIakaPNnIxUydjeW6bRYySKhVYOirTb-ksEC8sPCfkgpZFrXqgT7WLDwY2ursq-EIyO-Id6JZQEFoUSF8c8/s1600-h/utahsummer09+292.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356696608631238306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyyNrdUhUItjl9Q9ADj-NOPN-FuFofiHzN5n4ixNr2jff4NQ4WfL6dcMwbhIakaPNnIxUydjeW6bRYySKhVYOirTb-ksEC8sPCfkgpZFrXqgT7WLDwY2ursq-EIyO-Id6JZQEFoUSF8c8/s320/utahsummer09+292.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div><br /><br />The kids and I watching the fireworks<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB6QoOVbwKev3FJBg6tLzSUUDe0C1BB2IS-0Ei0ticc3lFeRBNl43XZd4VA44_09xAqmQzba8T8fnN22FQBBFYludYy1ab28fXmdYXd4ScreZ2Gq8ozeIOvje2okGgkikidOZOi4QvVfU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+303.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356696602889094050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB6QoOVbwKev3FJBg6tLzSUUDe0C1BB2IS-0Ei0ticc3lFeRBNl43XZd4VA44_09xAqmQzba8T8fnN22FQBBFYludYy1ab28fXmdYXd4ScreZ2Gq8ozeIOvje2okGgkikidOZOi4QvVfU/s320/utahsummer09+303.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-39242509540869780602009-07-03T00:35:00.006-05:002009-07-03T01:31:08.436-05:00First Time On FrontrunnerThe other weekend Grandma and Grandpa Hammond , my kids and I rode down to Gateway on the Frontrunner. It was our first experience on the frontrunner. Considering all of the public transportation we have been on around the world, this was up there on the list of better ones. I was quite surprised how nice it all was. My kids loved it and had a good time.<br /><div><br /><br /><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzS5n5NBPEd-CeQ2d_mL0Rhig2Tu0ZyPSQ3D_YNmKtiESq5Fs1Lx1f4YzZCvlvO4vDgMH2Esq5wI_sTK3qxIcbrvRb29f1uL8NilwFAvnlKg7TwV6Jo5WgqXxumiZb2LPtG8R9rHNBvo/s1600-h/utahsummer09+119.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106086409340930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzS5n5NBPEd-CeQ2d_mL0Rhig2Tu0ZyPSQ3D_YNmKtiESq5Fs1Lx1f4YzZCvlvO4vDgMH2Esq5wI_sTK3qxIcbrvRb29f1uL8NilwFAvnlKg7TwV6Jo5WgqXxumiZb2LPtG8R9rHNBvo/s320/utahsummer09+119.jpg" border="0" /></a>Kobe and Oakley waiting for the train in Farmington<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div>Oakley is so excited to get on the train<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jb3kaeK3MC1iS7etJH6o4D8wlSLMMZwgLgan7vN71uHpi496-Rf0I2QcmVfaVkqrxqbIifKJ6l1aARM6IT-Q-fx5tWYnd059woUA8vfFztBjrSlguA06zbreGK_R9Cos4_ZX90_BJZM/s1600-h/utahsummer09+158.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106099461190994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jb3kaeK3MC1iS7etJH6o4D8wlSLMMZwgLgan7vN71uHpi496-Rf0I2QcmVfaVkqrxqbIifKJ6l1aARM6IT-Q-fx5tWYnd059woUA8vfFztBjrSlguA06zbreGK_R9Cos4_ZX90_BJZM/s320/utahsummer09+158.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br />Kobe and Oakley thought it was cool that there was another level on top to sit<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmAx02KVsgkcp_nSfjMa2AM04UeHxfZAMEZGXQomM4yqo3PwgbpcS2nN8Nu2vtfiXU46nfAT1_Tk9fT6U6uZX4wbCw7pIKyjE9y5vJQbjguE_qZW_NCeM0h0uUz3SYVZ01iJWsNUYXddY/s1600-h/utahsummer09+178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110040224635650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmAx02KVsgkcp_nSfjMa2AM04UeHxfZAMEZGXQomM4yqo3PwgbpcS2nN8Nu2vtfiXU46nfAT1_Tk9fT6U6uZX4wbCw7pIKyjE9y5vJQbjguE_qZW_NCeM0h0uUz3SYVZ01iJWsNUYXddY/s320/utahsummer09+178.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br />Grandma Babs, Oakley, and Mya<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqcrjgA2WtHoSnoiZQTpHGBNZp8rt03f2_6MBZduutXyBzPjwN2KJL7wRZnxmeSMyQ6bDvrZbR7WiH0x2ifu_EIvsR2fzzqIfBlynWDee1L2CK0kXcwDMyrqw-aY8W_ta29yz_eXfEgDs/s1600-h/utahsummer09+159.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110015953506690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqcrjgA2WtHoSnoiZQTpHGBNZp8rt03f2_6MBZduutXyBzPjwN2KJL7wRZnxmeSMyQ6bDvrZbR7WiH0x2ifu_EIvsR2fzzqIfBlynWDee1L2CK0kXcwDMyrqw-aY8W_ta29yz_eXfEgDs/s320/utahsummer09+159.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley was having a hard time deciding if she should get wet or not</div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswD5krgAh6MyLRMl0MKJeY2lEtV3B14MNq7eN371KVoOqcpGXJJ6qQ1TFCcyNSl_-fq2lCKnNltgLYkDXCM1DvPxqtzrqBZWsO9YPjC0Bw_2A36HAb7Ty0SYxFIYOPBOnQQBMxXTfHSQ/s1600-h/utahsummer09+165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110048199541554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswD5krgAh6MyLRMl0MKJeY2lEtV3B14MNq7eN371KVoOqcpGXJJ6qQ1TFCcyNSl_-fq2lCKnNltgLYkDXCM1DvPxqtzrqBZWsO9YPjC0Bw_2A36HAb7Ty0SYxFIYOPBOnQQBMxXTfHSQ/s320/utahsummer09+165.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGD7Y5ZGV9dUD3XtrvMfgkG89GNciF9egan7YRo_RKzfYUWmah7JJqNXD6S6jrFXTppXf_lk8WyAFxxBMzzRzZE8cTnogK6WK9wc2b4dUoSzK2XfDwp_LcAZlmt51DtGQmIQkjybqTdS4/s1600-h/utahsummer09+169.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110033376167282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGD7Y5ZGV9dUD3XtrvMfgkG89GNciF9egan7YRo_RKzfYUWmah7JJqNXD6S6jrFXTppXf_lk8WyAFxxBMzzRzZE8cTnogK6WK9wc2b4dUoSzK2XfDwp_LcAZlmt51DtGQmIQkjybqTdS4/s320/utahsummer09+169.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />There was a Sidewalk Chalk Festival going on when we went. They had closed off the street that goes through Gateway so people could draw. There were some really cool ones like this one. I couldn't believe how real it looked.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0S0CEkWGKQr4m5WAZ7rTilI6jGefDob1isYO0tWxYQ_JE3CPCYEqHyMryei9e0BjGKaBLxLoEaT8iTtVnMo_jIzVYgvJNhGdWbk9ThMxJWuCfe5DfbMYrtqUmBtLolYz_9C693w1HL8/s1600-h/utahsummer09+162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110025875365362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR0S0CEkWGKQr4m5WAZ7rTilI6jGefDob1isYO0tWxYQ_JE3CPCYEqHyMryei9e0BjGKaBLxLoEaT8iTtVnMo_jIzVYgvJNhGdWbk9ThMxJWuCfe5DfbMYrtqUmBtLolYz_9C693w1HL8/s320/utahsummer09+162.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br />Mya hangin out with us. She is so easy to take places. She will sit in her stroller the whole time and not make a peep.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vJLphUKK_sP_irUa_6ho64naVkNKnJc4Vr6Wlc95NADV_ACgJ08ogtaoezkP5PyotHvRBzL7eDbbSwEA4S_M_KTjfMyozKdEMc4jONi7VuI5NRyLla0QdgeiDGemo7uk-Yr-RIQ9Ln0/s1600-h/utahsummer09+140.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106092414447730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vJLphUKK_sP_irUa_6ho64naVkNKnJc4Vr6Wlc95NADV_ACgJ08ogtaoezkP5PyotHvRBzL7eDbbSwEA4S_M_KTjfMyozKdEMc4jONi7VuI5NRyLla0QdgeiDGemo7uk-Yr-RIQ9Ln0/s320/utahsummer09+140.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br />Here are a few pictures of Mya. I realized that I haven't posted too many of her. We are loving her. She is the best baby!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCFi0zKyQMkEaMKtNnlovfRc5_uzi0XuFGmqZD_uiHtvlwOMMsxRBuykCKhCsV2maFTu682HcjYkki_jNfbqnNV9Tc2QMa6rmCeVE4VCI6venb5qrWCn5-YyFmsY4NFoc_MPxFT3nmB30/s1600-h/utahsummer09+051.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106080212895826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCFi0zKyQMkEaMKtNnlovfRc5_uzi0XuFGmqZD_uiHtvlwOMMsxRBuykCKhCsV2maFTu682HcjYkki_jNfbqnNV9Tc2QMa6rmCeVE4VCI6venb5qrWCn5-YyFmsY4NFoc_MPxFT3nmB30/s320/utahsummer09+051.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2O7MM-75w5uss24rz-ArSkS6wioB-t8KLvOcs8GICwL9NzcRHn0XchwoTfHrowuL2ZfMXNvN23gMAFdXwTok3R-dczraeEYNdvNwYZJEhqdwVg5g0xpM2pXjP_2F-V9x3iWho58SfLc/s1600-h/utahsummer09+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354106069608340834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP2O7MM-75w5uss24rz-ArSkS6wioB-t8KLvOcs8GICwL9NzcRHn0XchwoTfHrowuL2ZfMXNvN23gMAFdXwTok3R-dczraeEYNdvNwYZJEhqdwVg5g0xpM2pXjP_2F-V9x3iWho58SfLc/s320/utahsummer09+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-50755714093271445312009-06-25T23:27:00.007-05:002009-06-26T00:48:55.412-05:00UTAHMy kids and I decided to come to Utah for 6 weeks this summer. We didn't want to put up with the 95 degree - 100% humidity in Bama this year! We traded it for rainy, cooler weather and have loved it! We have been having a blast so far with family and friends. Here are a few of the things we have been doing....<br /><br /><br />We went to the Living Planet Aquarium in SLC with Grammy Topham and our cousin Adam.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKYgsjGxgPfb-Nmk4opgXVi4cAMle_OYnhdk49ABYwIUAKv4Ajgc73IKcl6lLcF7goJoM8u_HuBsPILsmh_SyfeZJZJJEWJWXizASXU2LsG1yqVUb7KtEc-NMF6fkOr6ueorcOuJyfMU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503880500545762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAKYgsjGxgPfb-Nmk4opgXVi4cAMle_OYnhdk49ABYwIUAKv4Ajgc73IKcl6lLcF7goJoM8u_HuBsPILsmh_SyfeZJZJJEWJWXizASXU2LsG1yqVUb7KtEc-NMF6fkOr6ueorcOuJyfMU/s320/utahsummer09+055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br />Kobe and Adam played with the sting rays until their shirts were all wet!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6x16XBqR2GxZ7TAHaEGMA3mqaILt8JnG4bScxPePqTVsJyDAQsxtFmtKyhvaPSe-FsikAIWKwy4673DCND94HbmqhmYcbsrAy-3ULcQlrqmRTPAuch59z6vWQEsdx_o327jkV3HBpBPk/s1600-h/utahsummer09+054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503870682386834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6x16XBqR2GxZ7TAHaEGMA3mqaILt8JnG4bScxPePqTVsJyDAQsxtFmtKyhvaPSe-FsikAIWKwy4673DCND94HbmqhmYcbsrAy-3ULcQlrqmRTPAuch59z6vWQEsdx_o327jkV3HBpBPk/s320/utahsummer09+054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMS46RhPd8Tf-BaBNPXX88OnWy9mTJM4VzJFSWIpEWwlJ4I32rW9uVSUOp7HdWsrGWJswL5OToHfKEe5Uce2FxfsQ7PHSqBiupMyAuFdGJ0_MM3tghbVBScWXr_1HuLws9YyBh_DkrrIg/s1600-h/utahsummer09+035.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503863746614082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMS46RhPd8Tf-BaBNPXX88OnWy9mTJM4VzJFSWIpEWwlJ4I32rW9uVSUOp7HdWsrGWJswL5OToHfKEe5Uce2FxfsQ7PHSqBiupMyAuFdGJ0_MM3tghbVBScWXr_1HuLws9YyBh_DkrrIg/s320/utahsummer09+035.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We went to Hogle Zoo with Grammy Topham, Tara, Tilese and all our kids. We stayed for about 5 hours and had a lot of fun.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTOOF_azeISJITGj64_d96YoIoHvLShDw4RKQazWS3G-B2mJ2WWsvuzTCC19zXXZPJpkTRJMKWsU0Jwukz2nheBllonGuHFI8H3kBEmdN5t0KZJf6DgNurWhJBYu2m3NlksxE0oQwpdwc/s1600-h/utahsummer09+115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503857159563602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTOOF_azeISJITGj64_d96YoIoHvLShDw4RKQazWS3G-B2mJ2WWsvuzTCC19zXXZPJpkTRJMKWsU0Jwukz2nheBllonGuHFI8H3kBEmdN5t0KZJf6DgNurWhJBYu2m3NlksxE0oQwpdwc/s320/utahsummer09+115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0zT29hr1C6jaqMYIw64BjD700fFJj8YTAaW4Yg6JHZxdOpIfTeE41HlovYDV0_q_7xRa_qAdfoBHmclwzVdNdPzK4C85JhRLjssQZ-dflyr7t22Sx-edsmtZYkJ2GMmAU79qHKkmuyGE/s1600-h/utahsummer09+114.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351503850664783826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0zT29hr1C6jaqMYIw64BjD700fFJj8YTAaW4Yg6JHZxdOpIfTeE41HlovYDV0_q_7xRa_qAdfoBHmclwzVdNdPzK4C85JhRLjssQZ-dflyr7t22Sx-edsmtZYkJ2GMmAU79qHKkmuyGE/s320/utahsummer09+114.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfehJAm7T3IOXYR1PR_OFKhf_mgYrA7QQqxxGPWsGZc1dz06CgSfIGmc9u_OAvPzfWBb_vA4hs9bFclhPVwmisltFRbfkYZ3UEwbC1rLAh5zF3RFThyphenhyphen0Xsek_61o2zaa9c1MoD-L4oH4/s1600-h/utahsummer09+110.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493324567879922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfehJAm7T3IOXYR1PR_OFKhf_mgYrA7QQqxxGPWsGZc1dz06CgSfIGmc9u_OAvPzfWBb_vA4hs9bFclhPVwmisltFRbfkYZ3UEwbC1rLAh5zF3RFThyphenhyphen0Xsek_61o2zaa9c1MoD-L4oH4/s320/utahsummer09+110.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTmLUiLFiFLfgSkxaGo1Ns2nwp716Ag7VCHER-369k73Ro94N6Cb85yclA1N8210pxvMqduRSsUOckiJbBHYmV294cP8BaDWyCClxMGEDiO0w9VCL0wRQVLmkHtGFJU2MsaCjiQec8D4/s1600-h/utahsummer09+103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493321356076850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaTmLUiLFiFLfgSkxaGo1Ns2nwp716Ag7VCHER-369k73Ro94N6Cb85yclA1N8210pxvMqduRSsUOckiJbBHYmV294cP8BaDWyCClxMGEDiO0w9VCL0wRQVLmkHtGFJU2MsaCjiQec8D4/s320/utahsummer09+103.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifakYYxzJpl2Xml0Yaza1HngWNEJYega3kwfk8NR1__jHJuw5bc5nBYpWjaOHs96TWMPKPthcYCnDL018c7VLJT3UaBABURonLXLUiYYWEnMp2m7h0-HwtyZW83CT9zVadgpSGKu_pinY/s1600-h/utahsummer09+101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493311522135074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifakYYxzJpl2Xml0Yaza1HngWNEJYega3kwfk8NR1__jHJuw5bc5nBYpWjaOHs96TWMPKPthcYCnDL018c7VLJT3UaBABURonLXLUiYYWEnMp2m7h0-HwtyZW83CT9zVadgpSGKu_pinY/s320/utahsummer09+101.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPfQkjwY1qE7YpTREyy2XB1a9R4HOrUx7c1GfODwbi1Ly094f5bH2vzgVXK7AQDXQz_W_y_lv4ropchu5hg3OwOgCI2-mBPHHFBKlVtvWaZqF5YUO15dZV8tXevsoEytJHhGM3dz_sqU/s1600-h/utahsummer09+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493309345651682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsPfQkjwY1qE7YpTREyy2XB1a9R4HOrUx7c1GfODwbi1Ly094f5bH2vzgVXK7AQDXQz_W_y_lv4ropchu5hg3OwOgCI2-mBPHHFBKlVtvWaZqF5YUO15dZV8tXevsoEytJHhGM3dz_sqU/s320/utahsummer09+098.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-RhGxlMXCEoUteJ0RnNrKIQGBnB83CGCECJPaEA5xD_TchwaHHoD5PlpUpgR_SMSZDPDZyAAlrHALHjf91bQJE50-J_PkFMCxuDIt4nn-jEf4isbA-2DVMRRgWQ5o6tOWKac5xRQdno/s1600-h/utahsummer09+097.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493300942878498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-RhGxlMXCEoUteJ0RnNrKIQGBnB83CGCECJPaEA5xD_TchwaHHoD5PlpUpgR_SMSZDPDZyAAlrHALHjf91bQJE50-J_PkFMCxuDIt4nn-jEf4isbA-2DVMRRgWQ5o6tOWKac5xRQdno/s320/utahsummer09+097.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sorry about all the extra space at the end of this blog. Can't figure out how it happened, nor do I want to try and figure it out. I am tired and want to go to bed!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-6987270935292698982009-06-23T00:05:00.005-05:002009-06-23T00:33:27.649-05:00Happy Birthday Kyle!!!Today, Kyle would of turned 5! We can't believe it was 5 years ago that we lost our little guy. Right after we lost Kyle, a lot of people told us the only thing that will heal your heart is time. It is so true. We miss Kyle everyday, but it has gotten easier with each year that has passed. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLE!!!! We miss you and love you very much!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXm_s-Zw3oa_C5NB2rpBM5SmRuvNMv4NI9T6Cjx7jTjcFx4HNscamXrtHdjKSwa3ncIEKwj1fF8qUNqVK5AfdvAMQznFD0A2O9GyY8o5m686zmaT-031BxZK2lk35Z5cCPr7rWAF1NHpE/s1600-h/utahsummer09+123.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350391311354268546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXm_s-Zw3oa_C5NB2rpBM5SmRuvNMv4NI9T6Cjx7jTjcFx4HNscamXrtHdjKSwa3ncIEKwj1fF8qUNqVK5AfdvAMQznFD0A2O9GyY8o5m686zmaT-031BxZK2lk35Z5cCPr7rWAF1NHpE/s320/utahsummer09+123.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hZ297FTKif3c1DbrM3GQwZbX2PoJSu-97gwKaCc1fGzppEKZxwO_S8OJv6pqyxIVGxFUhfxpfNGDF41rFQDhRBf0O_gDZVKNAN2S3iXV3ZQrXEvxBNg9jTcmX_iyx8uqF332q3LdPs4/s1600-h/utahsummer09+128.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350391317303317170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hZ297FTKif3c1DbrM3GQwZbX2PoJSu-97gwKaCc1fGzppEKZxwO_S8OJv6pqyxIVGxFUhfxpfNGDF41rFQDhRBf0O_gDZVKNAN2S3iXV3ZQrXEvxBNg9jTcmX_iyx8uqF332q3LdPs4/s320/utahsummer09+128.jpg" border="0" /></a></p>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-53296586592729039102009-06-03T23:04:00.009-05:002009-06-06T23:39:02.536-05:00Better Late Than NeverSo I know Mother's Day was last month, but I am finally getting around to posting the pictures. It was one of my favorite mother's day ever. We headed down to Panama City, Florida to go to the beach for the weekend. It was going to be just for the day on Saturday, but while we were there we didn't want to leave and decided to stay the night and play again on Sunday. I am glad we did because it was a lot of fun. On Saturday we just hung out at the beach all day until around 6pm. We then went out to dinner at Pier Park which is a huge outdoor shopping and eating joint. We then walked around, ate ice cream, and "people watched". I love to "people watch"! We then went to our hotel that was at an Air Force Base and crashed (We can get rooms for way cheap on any base around the world!). Sunday morning, Ryan and Kobe got up to go see if there was somewhere to get me breakfast for Mother's Day. When they came back Ryan had a handful of papers and a look on his face that said, "Are you ready for this"! While they were heading out to the car Ryan saw a marina down the road so they went down to check it out. It was the outdoor recreation center on base. They had boats, pontoons, kayaks, canoes, and jet ski's to rent. Ryan asked if we could rent a boat for the day. We could if Ryan had a boating license for Florida. Ryan did not have a license for Florida, but now he does! He came back to our room with the Florida boating license test. Two hours later he had a boating license. We wanted to rent a speed boat, but by the time we got out there they were all gone. So we decided to rent a 10 man pontoon! They handed us the keys, gave us the rundown on running the pontoon, and said have fun! So we loaded all of us and our stuff on to the boat and we were off to explore the ocean on our 10 man pontoon!<br /><br />Oakley ready to go swim in the ocean<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi50OsTzz1CN7DGpL_VOpBHC6C4nUiIsLhVUAany3BcOnAqfhEOPScFXIg-dX_3eqHxmPL05zmjYOWDwiSjwV2sVOBFukcJrekhFNPi7femozX9AqM6sn7NfkE7pAovaMXaNY7pIImKSww/s1600-h/IMG_1113+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi50OsTzz1CN7DGpL_VOpBHC6C4nUiIsLhVUAany3BcOnAqfhEOPScFXIg-dX_3eqHxmPL05zmjYOWDwiSjwV2sVOBFukcJrekhFNPi7femozX9AqM6sn7NfkE7pAovaMXaNY7pIImKSww/s320/IMG_1113+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343337538147222610" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe trying to catch some waves<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbxph7wxB26j8FxzIlCdXVTPM5O6KvXFMJyv-Gd5rSDGdxX6_KWZH0w7uGYTdNgWQh8ereyr5usIgTMIX7BmcUJNQ5UVOihwWeywAGYn9pKmIOxMiR7Cdjmt7qZ5b7G9jv_FBfjZH3P40/s1600-h/_MG_2044+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbxph7wxB26j8FxzIlCdXVTPM5O6KvXFMJyv-Gd5rSDGdxX6_KWZH0w7uGYTdNgWQh8ereyr5usIgTMIX7BmcUJNQ5UVOihwWeywAGYn9pKmIOxMiR7Cdjmt7qZ5b7G9jv_FBfjZH3P40/s320/_MG_2044+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319757116465874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ryan and Oakley swimming<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNfFU8WQVqYANWICnf6ftCPus8ak-xt2j4B1b57WmkJKIvFw2Y2xILHAT2q3XJARd9QGkDNqBbRoqpMUep9BNiwlwGZhgYRC1tddwjv1FTBWdmvky1aei5wdMVlxEml4PTysO0x6e_9J0/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNfFU8WQVqYANWICnf6ftCPus8ak-xt2j4B1b57WmkJKIvFw2Y2xILHAT2q3XJARd9QGkDNqBbRoqpMUep9BNiwlwGZhgYRC1tddwjv1FTBWdmvky1aei5wdMVlxEml4PTysO0x6e_9J0/s320/blog+update+5-09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319743765341202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe was quite excited to be at the beach<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzHFQUUP5HLyAiSp3BmNYt7qQOT5D5tn1kw2i23iiw2jscQx8W0dGFXehQFO1eeh81EV33h_FT0XZkSLUtEBWFPm8Ik0yItyeyOVsb-3hccPZlTVD6bM4v-eOjlHCmQsH0YSnnV41v7o/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFzHFQUUP5HLyAiSp3BmNYt7qQOT5D5tn1kw2i23iiw2jscQx8W0dGFXehQFO1eeh81EV33h_FT0XZkSLUtEBWFPm8Ik0yItyeyOVsb-3hccPZlTVD6bM4v-eOjlHCmQsH0YSnnV41v7o/s320/blog+update+5-09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319740878923794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The water was a little chilly<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDffis7-7RvXMirJJU_2HNiSsBhdO0S5tUW5Op1vk6txfwd3nEaLD1EylPAxLVqmUN5ozpAT1eGAnR_nMo3OTfdIoFtU5MVqmB4VwK5WYIE7wB8eJ19zTiHf9-p1fXpeASqKQOacLABYQ/s1600-h/_MG_2038+%28edit%29+Crp+Des+B%26W_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDffis7-7RvXMirJJU_2HNiSsBhdO0S5tUW5Op1vk6txfwd3nEaLD1EylPAxLVqmUN5ozpAT1eGAnR_nMo3OTfdIoFtU5MVqmB4VwK5WYIE7wB8eJ19zTiHf9-p1fXpeASqKQOacLABYQ/s320/_MG_2038+%28edit%29+Crp+Des+B%26W_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319747609986082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is where we road our boat out to. It was beautiful! The water was crystal clear and warm. We anchored our boat and stayed for a few hours and swam around. If anyone visits this same place anytime soon and you see something in the water that looks like a Babe Ruth, well it's not! Ask Oakley what we mean! When nature calls, nature calls!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RhO5K9QRZIljueyvXJcZPmMVzqV7ppBm3VyD4CI1rRLKrvMdMPUk_RnrKgQfADxLCNGbiqgssJcSAa3COMP1YLcj1Jg8heLnmlDKAuTAJdHgEhNR4TO6k03Crx2nKyViEel3RgAIOFk/s1600-h/_MG_7519+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6RhO5K9QRZIljueyvXJcZPmMVzqV7ppBm3VyD4CI1rRLKrvMdMPUk_RnrKgQfADxLCNGbiqgssJcSAa3COMP1YLcj1Jg8heLnmlDKAuTAJdHgEhNR4TO6k03Crx2nKyViEel3RgAIOFk/s320/_MG_7519+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343324436140288018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Captain Oakley<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMWPMfl-F2xxNocEj2Y9NzHXT2DP0jn_NyqMtcT2oboVX5zD7LGZDrZ90SjryIMmGJs8WdU3WkwuFd1GB5H5Hm2XacLXn54M6EZvRVtSWknmP9wtCcyLU4y03G0WYkYrVGVl5BOmyIFQI/s1600-h/_MG_7522+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMWPMfl-F2xxNocEj2Y9NzHXT2DP0jn_NyqMtcT2oboVX5zD7LGZDrZ90SjryIMmGJs8WdU3WkwuFd1GB5H5Hm2XacLXn54M6EZvRVtSWknmP9wtCcyLU4y03G0WYkYrVGVl5BOmyIFQI/s320/_MG_7522+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343324441317420034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mya's first boat ride at 3 weeks old! I think she liked it. She slept almost the whole time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kE0mXwQYgKtUhk40fkRbo0yZ0QBN6h_Ea5EbP-s7PdKJ2HPmPDErhJ_cZ9sL5xXIubLrfEZSqZb7ynHkMTNt0_0iuockqktTeMYAKFnojeWA3kOO7-_1Zi0xX7X5lprrVjPmZiAQUxg/s1600-h/_MG_7516+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2kE0mXwQYgKtUhk40fkRbo0yZ0QBN6h_Ea5EbP-s7PdKJ2HPmPDErhJ_cZ9sL5xXIubLrfEZSqZb7ynHkMTNt0_0iuockqktTeMYAKFnojeWA3kOO7-_1Zi0xX7X5lprrVjPmZiAQUxg/s320/_MG_7516+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343324433767062946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On our way back to the dock the waves were getting pretty big. It's not that easy to maneuver a 10 man pontoon through some good size waves. We ended up with waves coming into our boat three different times! It was crazy and a little scary. The first time it happened Oakley would of gone overboard if I wasn't holding onto her life jacket, Kobe was laughing hysterically, Mya was sound asleep in her car seat (luckily with it covered), I was panicking, and Ryan had a big grin on his face! Everything in our boat got completely drenched including ourselves. Thanks to these waves, my camera is no longer working, my cell phone won't charge, and Ryan's IPOD is fried! If you look at the floor of the boat in the picture, you will see some of the water that is still in the boat.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfjmt-M3e926agi96NvpPrOYMvETp0lzRZqsA97OYp4UI1W4Z_Cv4MWoVspA5aiY9McGGadqL7YJTnCQHPW1Lu22pBn7lxt3WW_QIiCNGCSzUXAuWeSTz-R-r7iLEx9hPgN71rph2jGhw/s1600-h/IMG_0085+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfjmt-M3e926agi96NvpPrOYMvETp0lzRZqsA97OYp4UI1W4Z_Cv4MWoVspA5aiY9McGGadqL7YJTnCQHPW1Lu22pBn7lxt3WW_QIiCNGCSzUXAuWeSTz-R-r7iLEx9hPgN71rph2jGhw/s320/IMG_0085+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343324439608308114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley waking up from her nap<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-wfzj9f8mZ5Os0I1L-xecQdJUtAgojeYXzoIQ2hqdAUZ9SW6BlVdSWvBIvNMw1cA3WxV5s1eqdXdQJntDn9MgC0xe7RpicWCHAPuC7acuIC-z31vZ7FNS1HsoqKpUSBSHfjA0zLMarJI/s1600-h/_MG_7514+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-wfzj9f8mZ5Os0I1L-xecQdJUtAgojeYXzoIQ2hqdAUZ9SW6BlVdSWvBIvNMw1cA3WxV5s1eqdXdQJntDn9MgC0xe7RpicWCHAPuC7acuIC-z31vZ7FNS1HsoqKpUSBSHfjA0zLMarJI/s320/_MG_7514+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343319760902643410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thanks Ry, Kobe, Oakley, and Mya for an awesome Mother's Day!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-8494749138335542832009-05-27T22:39:00.003-05:002009-05-27T22:58:50.111-05:00In Memory of JacksonWhen we were out in Utah for Jackson's funeral, his son, Jayden asked if we could all go to a Real soccer game. Ryan was put in charge of getting us all tickets and was able to get an awesome deal. We got 20 tickets and my ever so kind father got hit with the bill. He wouldn't have it any other way though! We had a blast and did it in memory of Jackson! Thanks Dad!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4YsrtJgmZGG5qJUSZsm1D2M67nK6PPTAbW-nRnDJYMbrP2wDO306Mgs6m524ActI4g-nh77OsNaJQfRVeMDoO4JZQdT8hJFVLQ7CJuD9bsXQioNnWSm2AyRVI6rj-pa4O3mzbMdVCAWs/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4YsrtJgmZGG5qJUSZsm1D2M67nK6PPTAbW-nRnDJYMbrP2wDO306Mgs6m524ActI4g-nh77OsNaJQfRVeMDoO4JZQdT8hJFVLQ7CJuD9bsXQioNnWSm2AyRVI6rj-pa4O3mzbMdVCAWs/s320/blog+update+5-09+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718038495713698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Connor, Kobe, Jayden, and Andrew<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB42wEL8_XAW5CluUM0lG0ztuE-kLxsCkmLVWa1NJ8ELEqb_IXMWVwbQomOVPUd1V8J0vd2KHViY4csvILCz-EXKYja6hbTwKSd6JvVCvAGj33UfhlEZJ4OQ0auMA2lfgtZWpkLHDoe0Q/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+066.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB42wEL8_XAW5CluUM0lG0ztuE-kLxsCkmLVWa1NJ8ELEqb_IXMWVwbQomOVPUd1V8J0vd2KHViY4csvILCz-EXKYja6hbTwKSd6JvVCvAGj33UfhlEZJ4OQ0auMA2lfgtZWpkLHDoe0Q/s320/blog+update+5-09+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718048726422850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My Dad and Mollie<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeAv-T9FwJ_zU_FYMEktO2wxtmPCpJgsVfIkbY0qikYVudAxH5zzQovLOyrewYQKXmmT7YaF21STtXgHhy6BNee6J0xjQsVQUeSB7YuRZriHsvucuqLvmMeCtk1at3Lwj_TGargGrD6g/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLeAv-T9FwJ_zU_FYMEktO2wxtmPCpJgsVfIkbY0qikYVudAxH5zzQovLOyrewYQKXmmT7YaF21STtXgHhy6BNee6J0xjQsVQUeSB7YuRZriHsvucuqLvmMeCtk1at3Lwj_TGargGrD6g/s320/blog+update+5-09+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718026513109794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_tSh-I3iLvJoGQNQ5Lk_878bTVU7f6cKfPeIyQd0s0jy-fgpBhRaNwUv6vVk6cDgpJ9cBRoCWEp6MKbxj9s7YwUWqSOgKDuui8k37GUjmjuv_NzY53iN4TO2_XG1Qmrg9K-LKumyXsCU/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_tSh-I3iLvJoGQNQ5Lk_878bTVU7f6cKfPeIyQd0s0jy-fgpBhRaNwUv6vVk6cDgpJ9cBRoCWEp6MKbxj9s7YwUWqSOgKDuui8k37GUjmjuv_NzY53iN4TO2_XG1Qmrg9K-LKumyXsCU/s320/blog+update+5-09+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718032556057522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jason, Cody, and Cami<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknISQm8arxanunOefqNsU8T4YgmtmUkwcfwnH0scnQC5gzjHyW7qFdBZCAQXmEGMpWnTkJ9odHToWpSNwr08xCTYVCnijAMudy-peQm9tWDIgB0BgiP1vR1hrcNiUlwQ1GWN_KgyElS0/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjknISQm8arxanunOefqNsU8T4YgmtmUkwcfwnH0scnQC5gzjHyW7qFdBZCAQXmEGMpWnTkJ9odHToWpSNwr08xCTYVCnijAMudy-peQm9tWDIgB0BgiP1vR1hrcNiUlwQ1GWN_KgyElS0/s320/blog+update+5-09+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340718021435521698" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Andrew, Kobe, Connor, Jayden, Charlie, and TreyTOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-59995556113251241402009-05-22T23:36:00.004-05:002009-05-23T00:27:38.380-05:00Thank YouThank you to everyone for all your love and support the past few weeks. All the flowers,<br />cards, phone calls and emails that myself and my family have been receiving has been so comforting. Thank you to everyone who came to Jackson's viewing and funeral. The funeral went really well. Myself, my sister, my two brothers, my brother-in-law, and my dad all spoke. It was so nice to remember all the good times we have had with Jackson. He was such a sweet, kind, and loving person. We are going to miss him! Here is his obituary.<br /><br /><br /><table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td class="Large Heading TopPadSmall" valign="bottom" width="55%">Jackson Dean Hammond</td> <td width="1%"><br /></td> <td class="TopPadSmall" width="44%" align="right"> <br /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="3" class="Notice TopPadSmall"> <!-- Name = [ Jackson Dean Hammond ] --><img src="http://mi-cache.legacy.com/legacy/images/Cobrands/SaltLakeTribune/Photos/05_13_Hammond_Jackson.jpg_20090513.jpg" lgyorigname="05_13_Hammond_Jackson.jpg.jpg" vspace="4" align="left" hspace="10" /> Jackson Dean Hammond 1976 ~ 2009 Our beloved son Jackson Dean Hammond passed away Sunday, May 10, 2009 of a broken heart and soul. He is finally free from his earthly demons and depression. We are deeply sorrowed by his passing, but are joyful to know he is with his Heavenly Father where he is able to breathe and smile again. We will miss his sweet, kind and sensitive heart along with his beautiful smile.Jax was born February 28, 1976 in Ogden, Utah to Charles A. and Barbara Dean Hammond. Jackson grew up in Kaysville, Utah with two brothers and two sisters and many friends. He graduated from Davis High and worked for Delta Airlines for 13 years. He married Angelique Lowery on September 20, 2002. Although they later divorced, they continued their love and appreciation for each other. Jackson was a member of the LDS church. Growing up, Action Jackson loved being involved in baseball, soccer and gymnastics and had a great natural athletic ability. He thoroughly enjoyed being outside golfing, camping and fishing with family and friends. The greatest joy of his life is his treasured son, Jayden of Las Vegas. He loved Jayden more than anyone will ever know. Jayden needs to know that his Dad will always be watching over him. He is loved and survived by his son Jayden Alan Hammond, Las Vegas; brothers and sisters and spouses Sunee (Jon) Redd, Las Vegas; Jason (Jamie) Hammond, Enterprise, Alabama; Micah (Ryan) Topham, Enterprise, Alabama; and Charlie J. Hammond, Farmington; parents Barbara and Charlie Hammond, Farmington; grandmother Carol (Granny) Hammond, Salt Lake; 11 nieces and nephews, his former wife Angie Lowery, Ogden, his friend Vickie Brooks, Salt Lake; Jayden's mother, Melanie Larkin, Las Vegas; and many other friends and relatives. He was preceded in death by his grandparents, Harold and Arlene Dean and Frank Hammond and his nephew Kyle Harley Topham. Funeral services will be held at 11:00 a.m. Friday, May 15, 2009 at the LDS Chapel, 1282 W. 1875 N., Farmington, UT (Orchard building). A visitation will be held Thursday evening from 6:00 - 8:00 p.m. at Russon Brothers Farmington Mortuary, 1941 North Main, Farmington, Utah (both buildings across from Cherry Hill) and Friday from 10:00-10:45 a.m. at the church prior to services. In lieu of flowers, please go do something fun with your kids. We would also like to thank the Davis County Paramedics and the Farmington City Police and Fire Departments for their kind and compassionate services. Online guest book and condolences at www.russonmortuary.com </td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />This was at the viewing. Sorry if this bothers anyone that I am posting this picture. You'll just<br />have to get over it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOhCldC6HXBCNscDNoW06zRkrjDzgaUSd_Lz3ShExQOgpy0ZblGepDhep2cdYQdW3uMgehxrpAWf5BgaEgdNVMJSjVNiMGGJQQX-l9B4XpZtDzRG4C1IcjIwzQLecvwj3Nesvu1GIZWI/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJOhCldC6HXBCNscDNoW06zRkrjDzgaUSd_Lz3ShExQOgpy0ZblGepDhep2cdYQdW3uMgehxrpAWf5BgaEgdNVMJSjVNiMGGJQQX-l9B4XpZtDzRG4C1IcjIwzQLecvwj3Nesvu1GIZWI/s320/blog+update+5-09+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338881259065184722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This picture is comical. These are the three girls that were a part of Jackson's life at one point or another. Vicki (left) was dating Jackson recently. Melanie (middle) is the mother of Jackson's son Jayden. Angie (right) was Jackson's ex-wife. None of the three girls were to happy that this picture was taken. My sister-in-law and I saw them all talking to each other and knew we had to get a picture of it. I'm sure Jackson was not too happy about it being taken either!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIqtPby0HfslgUbw3x4i0skzdNyJ51wS3HspVoEICBymEjRh4eWp21uSecP2nFXJo1y81KKElMUhJpXoPZyiKuU-9Ibihyphenhyphen6255-dhS7SfQPXIT-Xnqo-zEDkSs2lwBSCmHfh4J_Pt4Io/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIqtPby0HfslgUbw3x4i0skzdNyJ51wS3HspVoEICBymEjRh4eWp21uSecP2nFXJo1y81KKElMUhJpXoPZyiKuU-9Ibihyphenhyphen6255-dhS7SfQPXIT-Xnqo-zEDkSs2lwBSCmHfh4J_Pt4Io/s320/blog+update+5-09+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338881260149263682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is some of Jackson's nieces and nephews at the lunch after the funeral.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW86BHiiCN9-KOCcGOsZPOIbfZaXT-JWrmdHWt0q8PHhIU8eAC0IqFpk_Nc2ccxa4i6liB-8LuxWHPKvSKatwsDWx848ADAfyFVYThsEcBT1-SrdxrPHbpnYXVyVkYA7HTfKMhwci7-k/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW86BHiiCN9-KOCcGOsZPOIbfZaXT-JWrmdHWt0q8PHhIU8eAC0IqFpk_Nc2ccxa4i6liB-8LuxWHPKvSKatwsDWx848ADAfyFVYThsEcBT1-SrdxrPHbpnYXVyVkYA7HTfKMhwci7-k/s320/blog+update+5-09+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338881266905956722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is Jayden at the cemetery.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVIZwiiv_wuTnQ2E-95KdQNwGieF1jOOPi0FztJJWsOShQRGQxPI60lbIAvYqvZU3pX2EnU3M3Pfk1qn_kOQzq6Jr6tNrz9nxYp8_PX-HzFmgkq8f15OyMosogiKQU95v7XooXVlfxZU/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+045.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYVIZwiiv_wuTnQ2E-95KdQNwGieF1jOOPi0FztJJWsOShQRGQxPI60lbIAvYqvZU3pX2EnU3M3Pfk1qn_kOQzq6Jr6tNrz9nxYp8_PX-HzFmgkq8f15OyMosogiKQU95v7XooXVlfxZU/s320/blog+update+5-09+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338881269652277378" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-62754008047088501582009-05-11T13:07:00.003-05:002009-05-11T13:14:58.902-05:00My BrotherWe got news last night that my brother Jackson passed away. We are flying out to Utah on Tuesday. We think the funeral will be on Friday. We will let everyone know more when we find out what is going on. Please keep my mom and dad in your prayers. My heart aches for what they are going through right now. Times like this make you wish you lived closer to home. We are all going to miss Jackson, but we know he is in a much better place. We feel that he has been able to finally find happiness, something that he seldom felt here on earth. We love you Jax and are already missing you.TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-48927304863156580632009-05-07T23:50:00.003-05:002009-05-08T23:23:13.207-05:00No Time to Blog!I haven't been able to figure out balancing 3 kids and everything else! Blogging has been last on the list. Our families keeps asking to post more pictures of Mya. I finally found time tonight do it. In order to make it happen I had to break Ryan's rule for our blog. "Ryan's #1 Rule" is that he must photoshop all the pictures before we post them. I guess it is a photographer thing? Well, he didn't get his pretty little hands on these pictures. Everyone is going to have to deal with them as they are. You will see red eye, lighting issues, out of focus, ect. I even went as far as using my little digital camera instead of using his "Canon 5D Mark II" (aka Ryan's baby). I better stop because I am already in trouble for breaking The Rule!<br />Anywho, Mya is doing well. Last week at her 2 week appointment she was 8lbs 4oz. She has been an easy baby so far (knock on wood). She is still sleeping most of the day and will sleep between 5-7 hours at night! She knows that her mama doesn't do well with little sleep!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQs_7jFYfgpjOyPoFRIMhkxL5hU4negeHc4TI5NXAZqjLEXCFT-WhxfjDOmQvm0gEld_2rbuNMgbqYVkDKdc9baXmc_NI0nEd3yx8J_PfHVnLbHyl39TCEqsXK2cMOLXQDqF3autf_I9U/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+055.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQs_7jFYfgpjOyPoFRIMhkxL5hU4negeHc4TI5NXAZqjLEXCFT-WhxfjDOmQvm0gEld_2rbuNMgbqYVkDKdc9baXmc_NI0nEd3yx8J_PfHVnLbHyl39TCEqsXK2cMOLXQDqF3autf_I9U/s320/blog+update+5-09+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333313291320453410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe and Oakley are loving their new sister. They are both the best helpers. Oakley "helps" me change Mya's diaper EVERY time and Kobe has been so good with entertaining Oakley while I'm busy with Mya.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJHiIfcNGvf61Bc_n_4R7NCOIU0J88gvD3_7atWx_Z3jo2vnZsQmAVL8cg_3G4PdIYnG3fNQ3T4G5HIFsBzPboHymB-PYeDgGliFD3gfvlAYggQZ-jKXAkDdfGVb9DzMAPvmdGoTbLig/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMJHiIfcNGvf61Bc_n_4R7NCOIU0J88gvD3_7atWx_Z3jo2vnZsQmAVL8cg_3G4PdIYnG3fNQ3T4G5HIFsBzPboHymB-PYeDgGliFD3gfvlAYggQZ-jKXAkDdfGVb9DzMAPvmdGoTbLig/s320/blog+update+5-09+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333313294129113362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley is always wanting Kobe to take a bath with her. Kobe is so cute with her. Ever since I had Mya he has taken it upon himself to wash her hair and help her wash her body. They will play in there for as long as I will let them. Kobe will get out and get their towels and help Oakley dry off. She loves ever second of her brothers attention.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl2S0wFFFFpxaL-t3OQvRw0ffzisrV-rcr5m9qh1EVnlvwOjJwZZIlvfJPw4gFZlUFvurRkRtQs5HyPGdg1VY_10v75GRw9h4KxWT3nIi7-IlUVGileB9cumdgsPS2E90bwW3C6N6RGQ/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCl2S0wFFFFpxaL-t3OQvRw0ffzisrV-rcr5m9qh1EVnlvwOjJwZZIlvfJPw4gFZlUFvurRkRtQs5HyPGdg1VY_10v75GRw9h4KxWT3nIi7-IlUVGileB9cumdgsPS2E90bwW3C6N6RGQ/s320/blog+update+5-09+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333313284792052498" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mya trying on her new shoes<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIzukDltLxfcKTPJd_2hISyYy2FsVUVaJNKK0nxw-9D-RX0z16bfyZIuXkSwEBV0-CH_jC2C43wq5gqLi2FlUIo5rWZMz58Uf3WPti7Oi_qtOtArm9jcvMuhnJ56yyX-mWMrErneA8fs/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIzukDltLxfcKTPJd_2hISyYy2FsVUVaJNKK0nxw-9D-RX0z16bfyZIuXkSwEBV0-CH_jC2C43wq5gqLi2FlUIo5rWZMz58Uf3WPti7Oi_qtOtArm9jcvMuhnJ56yyX-mWMrErneA8fs/s320/blog+update+5-09+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333313289025488530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiWgAZ0-VSQgSNHM0WJVGOkJJTPqNl75I7CLWeFN45Ah3e-cvjB9QgcR2R36OnOQlu3uRaO4iilZ3CVDvbeKf3KUEoxLjAfPswb_sVv5BsnQJtwNgPfLjirrMOzkQ4bzgkZuSmUDwtiyA/s1600-h/blog+update+5-09+013.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiWgAZ0-VSQgSNHM0WJVGOkJJTPqNl75I7CLWeFN45Ah3e-cvjB9QgcR2R36OnOQlu3uRaO4iilZ3CVDvbeKf3KUEoxLjAfPswb_sVv5BsnQJtwNgPfLjirrMOzkQ4bzgkZuSmUDwtiyA/s320/blog+update+5-09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333313274659990738" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-86127598497038258032009-04-19T20:27:00.004-05:002009-04-19T21:27:18.048-05:00Mya Rylee TophamMya was born April 16th at 9:00 am. She weighed 7lbs 13 oz and was 19 1/2 inches long. Luckily, the delivery was short and sweet. When we went into the hospital I was already almost a 5. The nurses started the patossin at 6am. My doctor broke my water at 7am and was still at about a 5. I got my epideral at 8:15am. While I was getting the epideral I started having some strong contractions and alot of pressure. When they were done with the epideral my nurse checked me and I was already at an 8! Not even 5 minutes later I felt like I needed to push. My nurse checked me again and I was ready to go! She paged my doctor and said it was time and to hurry. It took 2 pushes and she was out! We love having her here finally!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywHmPHDvLAEd2dyLUIwymxcyKaiRXxdlL5ksYZnn6lhwWhAvbbrfCDFHE1ZX4k1DyN00x8QrVtIv9boPRCENpTuMPSMlFsFr6FCDETG8TutKgpHhCcvAcnaXXXXgmyM4wDYaU6dnbZts/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiywHmPHDvLAEd2dyLUIwymxcyKaiRXxdlL5ksYZnn6lhwWhAvbbrfCDFHE1ZX4k1DyN00x8QrVtIv9boPRCENpTuMPSMlFsFr6FCDETG8TutKgpHhCcvAcnaXXXXgmyM4wDYaU6dnbZts/s320/blog+update+2-09+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583434632640258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXnCp5lSYH5LBYNkWdCWyWygI1Wr9ZoWteRzTTx1kRouGEVSL9ZRp1U6XAKR48T80Qsz0K1wtZ1nWt92DJmJvvQgFEejqRHK2n82vPylVAtM0Ek9wjSYm48dNOIDyCnjhXHJwUpqkIoU/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXnCp5lSYH5LBYNkWdCWyWygI1Wr9ZoWteRzTTx1kRouGEVSL9ZRp1U6XAKR48T80Qsz0K1wtZ1nWt92DJmJvvQgFEejqRHK2n82vPylVAtM0Ek9wjSYm48dNOIDyCnjhXHJwUpqkIoU/s320/blog+update+2-09+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583721258399634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGjySsiHd_kupJYrPanxmYp62_pq2n9KPqzptxaDkG9cwUcxNYFgwPz1YyLcLdGwvB5XbpVDyH5NI_aRbTWL6azn-fA4tKQRktLbQZTMCgjo0EyPRrNt-Xum051SCD-36Ljc-XG1cYvg/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGGjySsiHd_kupJYrPanxmYp62_pq2n9KPqzptxaDkG9cwUcxNYFgwPz1YyLcLdGwvB5XbpVDyH5NI_aRbTWL6azn-fA4tKQRktLbQZTMCgjo0EyPRrNt-Xum051SCD-36Ljc-XG1cYvg/s320/blog+update+2-09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583430634013634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We all couldn't believe what we saw when she came out. The cord was not only wrapped around her neck there was a knot in the cord! This is what we were trying to avoid from happening again. We were just happy that we decided to have Mya when we did and that everything was ok with her. We have been blessed to have a healthy baby.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeQi7SwZv0A0dsB2snTPq90GYUbfrDlkMsvP05LijzAUX4N4sBqKh4A-w9hoXznxtbpQvIipwljpxqWD35_nUiCSBTQYC5995bssrxQRT6U7JwDGYHlvvq-d401KOPKYuRyps7Qvf0UI/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeQi7SwZv0A0dsB2snTPq90GYUbfrDlkMsvP05LijzAUX4N4sBqKh4A-w9hoXznxtbpQvIipwljpxqWD35_nUiCSBTQYC5995bssrxQRT6U7JwDGYHlvvq-d401KOPKYuRyps7Qvf0UI/s320/blog+update+2-09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583431027086098" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vk_rnxkNYL7vjyywi-iQWG5yEpmXQBcUyDizJYs1_QBqLqPo7m4psD67Ds6gqJAgJMr40kFYpk1YrzeB0kiuhu_WPhUJds36fBuDf_7dcFcSU4Cbzw9b2__bBfI4gRj7tIOFKvgCXAk/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vk_rnxkNYL7vjyywi-iQWG5yEpmXQBcUyDizJYs1_QBqLqPo7m4psD67Ds6gqJAgJMr40kFYpk1YrzeB0kiuhu_WPhUJds36fBuDf_7dcFcSU4Cbzw9b2__bBfI4gRj7tIOFKvgCXAk/s320/blog+update+2-09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583433016539202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKlxL_fKc7Ohzuap5BJeVNuFAfOU1JJeZfJsSwM_LhZr6HBetcOjIzhyphenhyphen5_Ls3UL1XFnjMHxGY2AL1wZEML9o9q2HOIwmA_LItOokbzVuLjGWlHZq_IjC9Q5PsFEFbY8t1Uoqy0l0MGNY/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKlxL_fKc7Ohzuap5BJeVNuFAfOU1JJeZfJsSwM_LhZr6HBetcOjIzhyphenhyphen5_Ls3UL1XFnjMHxGY2AL1wZEML9o9q2HOIwmA_LItOokbzVuLjGWlHZq_IjC9Q5PsFEFbY8t1Uoqy0l0MGNY/s320/blog+update+2-09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326583423842548002" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-4298018139102282892009-04-13T22:16:00.002-05:002009-04-13T22:28:00.319-05:00Baby Update #2Well my doctor decided to change my induction date once again to this Thursday the 16th! He decided to change it last Thursday while I was at my weekly check up. Let's just say I thought we were about to do round two in losing another baby. Too many things were starting to happen with this baby that happened with losing our second baby. We did an ultrasound to check to see if she would be ready to come out then. Everything looked good and she was even measuring at 7lbs already. So for my state of mind and my doctors we decided to induce me on the 16th. My doctor has been so nice and understanding. Him and his wife had the same experience as we did so he has been so good about everything. He was going out of town this weekend for Easter so he gave me his cell phone number just in case I needed to get a hold of him. We will let everyone know how Thursday goes!!!!!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-179719691976350822009-04-05T21:51:00.002-05:002009-04-05T22:13:16.013-05:00Baby UpdateI went to the doctor last Tuesday for my normal check up. I was 35 weeks at the time, but he wanted to check to see if I had started to dilate yet. I have been going into the hospital twice a week for the last few weeks to do stress tests on the baby. He has me doing this since we lost our second at 38 weeks. It is just to make sure the baby is ok leading into these last few weeks. Each time I have gone to do the stress test I have been having contractions the whole time I am there. I told the nurses that I start having contractions regularly the last month or so of my pregnancies. The nurses tend to freak out and call my doctor every time and ask if they should give me a shot to stop them. So needless to say, my doctor wanted to check me to see if the contractions were doing anything. To my amazment I was already dilated to a 3. I never have dilated this early before. My doctor changed my due date to the 24th of this month (Ryan's birthday!). But he doesn't think that I will make it that far. He said that if I go into labor he won't try to stop it. That was music to my ears! GAME ON!!! I decided that this weekend was the perfect weekend to redue all my flower beds. I tore everything out, tilled the dirt, planted all new things, and layed down rubber mulch. It took two good days and looks alot better (I will post some pictures soon)! But no labor. I thought for sure that would do it. All it did was make every muscle in my body sore and making my 20 bathroom runs during the night really painful! I've got to figure something else out for this week. If anyone has any ideas let me know!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-10674168975687846362009-03-09T22:17:00.005-05:002009-03-09T22:42:55.959-05:00Random ShotsHere are some pictures that we have taken lately.<br /><br />This is Oakley and Gage at our UFC fight night. They decided that they liked sitting up on the table eating the snacks rather than watching the fights. Plus, Oakley rarely passes up an opportunity to eat food.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBihmW7O5dF3mbYWmEJe82at7eZp4UN_nyRnSYohJD1gg11nCMbjJy3yzvxY2RYS2nwU0EiKc4RFyP-ONY8yOicTpSiFGBdUZRFWvV187YYi3yucp8rhsLkEi5LAE89nuaWIDI7_jSWyU/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBihmW7O5dF3mbYWmEJe82at7eZp4UN_nyRnSYohJD1gg11nCMbjJy3yzvxY2RYS2nwU0EiKc4RFyP-ONY8yOicTpSiFGBdUZRFWvV187YYi3yucp8rhsLkEi5LAE89nuaWIDI7_jSWyU/s320/blog+update+2-09+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311393688256964354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I love the next two pictures. Oakley looked out the window one day and saw all the kids out playing on the play set. She HAD to go out too. She was so excited to go out that she wouldn't go to the bathroom before she went out. I knew it was an accident waiting to happen. We gave in and let her go out. A few minutes later she came walking up with wet pants. So we changed her and dressed her again. The first picture is her walking back down to the play set in outfit #2. The second picture is of Oakley and her cousin Cody running to hug each other. They are so funny together. They get so excited every time they see each other even if they haven't seen each other for the amount of time it takes to change an outfit that had been peed in!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLY3AjMXwxVHRaPMdGv-jTZ8oApPYel6HjJ6cUn9n2yZc6Kflbtbs_Vk2Egkz3NFK0q7kMyt5dMwlEqXxJaqZB8ESwrblLlOlDN0KNQ5f3J70A68IngTlG2r3lul1n_tYTnN8FNyyf6KU/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLY3AjMXwxVHRaPMdGv-jTZ8oApPYel6HjJ6cUn9n2yZc6Kflbtbs_Vk2Egkz3NFK0q7kMyt5dMwlEqXxJaqZB8ESwrblLlOlDN0KNQ5f3J70A68IngTlG2r3lul1n_tYTnN8FNyyf6KU/s320/blog+update+2-09+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311393682928067426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11wJ_CN3ZYeLVUrvPX9aSVkGTVK6Pq1wuzZe6JS6FbbN2JjUyS-2gAI112vIUqF7p9WgQ7qjTnq91iCoat65AADB2iKSj8rt5sDtdYoJ6A6Unew6jePnTJmhiNFsfc96Dr9woQ_ej8f8/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11wJ_CN3ZYeLVUrvPX9aSVkGTVK6Pq1wuzZe6JS6FbbN2JjUyS-2gAI112vIUqF7p9WgQ7qjTnq91iCoat65AADB2iKSj8rt5sDtdYoJ6A6Unew6jePnTJmhiNFsfc96Dr9woQ_ej8f8/s320/blog+update+2-09+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311393686064016130" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is Oakley dressed up in her princess outfit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzL1s0154Z3X_WVgrNVPQbaWqhE2z_VffdPTc3OeSmau7NhgufkFO2VUNe-a6NnotVxmSfsN53oYMveJDuDcIBSrB7uiYgmMsR9NUFQB3wRkOgx9Ad2XPm4JOLPP_ACQJiRmY1q02eL4/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzL1s0154Z3X_WVgrNVPQbaWqhE2z_VffdPTc3OeSmau7NhgufkFO2VUNe-a6NnotVxmSfsN53oYMveJDuDcIBSrB7uiYgmMsR9NUFQB3wRkOgx9Ad2XPm4JOLPP_ACQJiRmY1q02eL4/s320/blog+update+2-09+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311393676000364962" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-5850211776114856002009-03-01T22:30:00.004-06:002009-03-01T23:16:00.579-06:00Pinewood DerbyKobe competed in his first pinewood derby last month. He was excited to race his "Mach 7" car. Kobe didn't have much patience when it came to actually making the car. Ryan pretty much made the whole thing. Kobe would check in on him every once in a while to make sure it passed his inspection. When the car was finished, Kobe was proud of what "they" had done! Even though Kobe gave it his best shot he didn't end up placing. We learned a few tricks on how to make it faster though. The following weekend was the stake level competition. Kobe was set on going to compete. We made a few changes to the car and went to the stake competition. His car was faster this time, but still he didn't place. He had a blast though and received a ribbon for participating. He thought that was just great!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCt7evyH9uiAt2OTNkSL5fxji6nrc_msQsUW86KUL76cVRg-GtmPppR81HfeO94cD1sLLEMfLhLWlkoIuUhuYdNLNYk2xLtngN4Ps1KoJihWRqdRphLAVH1MbbrAQ1R_x9lKu14M_IyQ/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOCt7evyH9uiAt2OTNkSL5fxji6nrc_msQsUW86KUL76cVRg-GtmPppR81HfeO94cD1sLLEMfLhLWlkoIuUhuYdNLNYk2xLtngN4Ps1KoJihWRqdRphLAVH1MbbrAQ1R_x9lKu14M_IyQ/s320/blog+update+2-09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308446753059976690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gKjQ4S7y5I0jdGlj_Ztu4yKtrNVsvAV3EhEgMHf1QLdZQczgKJxEMpqZT6IVBJ2db76Q-R-EL0GKitW2ysOQsSCfEIfSYOHUyzx5HxLFyHka7B4yWLjCoJ767KYxZTCPl0VTj0eoZjU/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7gKjQ4S7y5I0jdGlj_Ztu4yKtrNVsvAV3EhEgMHf1QLdZQczgKJxEMpqZT6IVBJ2db76Q-R-EL0GKitW2ysOQsSCfEIfSYOHUyzx5HxLFyHka7B4yWLjCoJ767KYxZTCPl0VTj0eoZjU/s320/blog+update+2-09+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308446759381791970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBMGpUI3ZS6Poq47xnMkgqIg-UUZQRyvF8aA2RDD0G0p_c7r8DBNZdoT4AVvH_PbVb8snLl1mFcKL2vTX0q_FG7AqzPNXwydLoIXWxghQ68AqutdYW3TWb3bxHElVeDOCVGOhgFDiYhM/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnBMGpUI3ZS6Poq47xnMkgqIg-UUZQRyvF8aA2RDD0G0p_c7r8DBNZdoT4AVvH_PbVb8snLl1mFcKL2vTX0q_FG7AqzPNXwydLoIXWxghQ68AqutdYW3TWb3bxHElVeDOCVGOhgFDiYhM/s320/blog+update+2-09+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308446777110328514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiOHr3elcWyrOZv9sXkTZv9y9UdHciuLCpyHYjmpi-VTS26cnwAI5lA7H-6sNUpt1I0niilgmNN-JKgcK5SssGVOb45LwGNi5Ie4blIaYvl7x3Q2rX5SG8O9wjrQp8pe-_lI98QmK7IUo/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiOHr3elcWyrOZv9sXkTZv9y9UdHciuLCpyHYjmpi-VTS26cnwAI5lA7H-6sNUpt1I0niilgmNN-JKgcK5SssGVOb45LwGNi5Ie4blIaYvl7x3Q2rX5SG8O9wjrQp8pe-_lI98QmK7IUo/s320/blog+update+2-09+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308446785761272370" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqx71HhmOtmNfX4U2H7yD8prbu16JnuopQwwcTu4AUZUz5PmfMExYTopbKLv0r3cU8f8jYAk7rANCGqpvqzbTxSb8vJX-4gWCo9l_ESe1LUb-McMowtKtKJtt48bdDAPLYks39nyNu3M/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqx71HhmOtmNfX4U2H7yD8prbu16JnuopQwwcTu4AUZUz5PmfMExYTopbKLv0r3cU8f8jYAk7rANCGqpvqzbTxSb8vJX-4gWCo9l_ESe1LUb-McMowtKtKJtt48bdDAPLYks39nyNu3M/s320/blog+update+2-09+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308446770399079714" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-28239165238994560882009-02-15T20:26:00.003-06:002009-02-15T21:23:49.117-06:00Kite FlyingOakley and I attempted to fly our kite the other day. We didn't have much success though. First, because the wind wasn't strong enough. Second, because Oakley was a little more concerned about her outfit and making sure it was just right the whole time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoE3ilp10PyHUDCNKaHrAkRpDx9rniYFzd3HF7JP-60eN0TOIGv8o24DAnGrG_15l5n61V8vVmZ08D3wJRZjIHJi5vfzLf_EhtuRd2vcrRKAu34uHJ_EYyZTEsNZed26jW5AfUfXOlSg/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDoE3ilp10PyHUDCNKaHrAkRpDx9rniYFzd3HF7JP-60eN0TOIGv8o24DAnGrG_15l5n61V8vVmZ08D3wJRZjIHJi5vfzLf_EhtuRd2vcrRKAu34uHJ_EYyZTEsNZed26jW5AfUfXOlSg/s320/blog+update+2-09+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218850527152994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She had to have on her red jacket, pink shoes, and pink sunglasses.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmK6YaIzUlYXq4TlrJJf-Gzu0pE-ygY80DETqYn5o77oUU_dLtmVu98BYR8E7CHNRi-k2lrYgFPAZMYi9q7E7IcJngoCFbJu9y3mfR3V0mrwdWDc8sVUpg9Ld5TcIF01v8QfyOJcm6F8A/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmK6YaIzUlYXq4TlrJJf-Gzu0pE-ygY80DETqYn5o77oUU_dLtmVu98BYR8E7CHNRi-k2lrYgFPAZMYi9q7E7IcJngoCFbJu9y3mfR3V0mrwdWDc8sVUpg9Ld5TcIF01v8QfyOJcm6F8A/s320/blog+update+2-09+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218864508377586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I was trying to give her a few lessons on kite flying. She really didn't care about what I was blabbing about. As I was talking to her she started to walk off and said, "Let's go eat lunch". Maybe we will try kite flying another time.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeV2b2IMQ92wDbvMHdIunTc1WRY-fvik70fQjmBIhS27IURZpE9rqu76KuQiGHY6msiN556ZDMnT4fpYqOcyU5BQRRvWgOnIm1FKucbwD0_rArdbFgQ8QW8j5Deu3PWidFQZJCVS6lsmw/s1600-h/blog+update+2-09+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeV2b2IMQ92wDbvMHdIunTc1WRY-fvik70fQjmBIhS27IURZpE9rqu76KuQiGHY6msiN556ZDMnT4fpYqOcyU5BQRRvWgOnIm1FKucbwD0_rArdbFgQ8QW8j5Deu3PWidFQZJCVS6lsmw/s320/blog+update+2-09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303218854644964930" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-16331006843327745342009-01-09T20:11:00.008-06:002009-01-10T21:34:44.433-06:00Mike's Critter ZooThe other week we went to the best zoo ever! It was more like a farm. Mike, the owner, has all of these animals on his property and has built cages for them that go on forever. Mike walks you around the zoo and gives you an up close tour of his zoo. I have never been so close to some of these animals before. It was amazing, as you will see......<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsuASUVFMJGHf-BGugu2AI1nlRfrHakoknDOvlQ8s8_rM71Alun8kX0GfWAurPPveTiZd_kGmDfQjVArAFWHN02v5CNT8Xuba7JbHj0mNeT9vlGZWrMexR3Tr9DbbUG6Zm6GfidH9sFQ/s1600-h/_MG_7044+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsuASUVFMJGHf-BGugu2AI1nlRfrHakoknDOvlQ8s8_rM71Alun8kX0GfWAurPPveTiZd_kGmDfQjVArAFWHN02v5CNT8Xuba7JbHj0mNeT9vlGZWrMexR3Tr9DbbUG6Zm6GfidH9sFQ/s320/_MG_7044+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289484076722020626" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is Oakley making friends with a black bear! The claws on that paw were huge. Ry and I got a little nervous when the bear had a good hold of Oakley's leg.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdUFBqOWfj3eshNHOJF8I7wHASsCrqA26IiOIpZ5-r07v5slR4y7_xDAIiJbas-4nJMPvc9WIKB-rieUyR5wuvCZNsaw2UF1TQU9wO8BOsSDVl6Cc3sZrcuiybeu8ri8yWHTQ0_p_960/s1600-h/_MG_7065+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdUFBqOWfj3eshNHOJF8I7wHASsCrqA26IiOIpZ5-r07v5slR4y7_xDAIiJbas-4nJMPvc9WIKB-rieUyR5wuvCZNsaw2UF1TQU9wO8BOsSDVl6Cc3sZrcuiybeu8ri8yWHTQ0_p_960/s320/_MG_7065+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289484085577001570" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Mike had just built the coolest cage for this brown bear.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Gage shaking hands with a bob cat.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPs77Bxg9QNx0FvChTwZ73z80LEoH_gIyK2VhpoOMQkjWYSeIUp8kKeu8tNstUFwV1NSSyrupnm9-7W-hYLc93iEnABiwQcge_6iKyuUhlLTxcw0CbvDlK3VyqzLiTVx4c3ED8ZZZtNX4/s1600-h/_MG_7002+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPs77Bxg9QNx0FvChTwZ73z80LEoH_gIyK2VhpoOMQkjWYSeIUp8kKeu8tNstUFwV1NSSyrupnm9-7W-hYLc93iEnABiwQcge_6iKyuUhlLTxcw0CbvDlK3VyqzLiTVx4c3ED8ZZZtNX4/s320/_MG_7002+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289484074220499602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This cougar was seriously smiling for the camera. As soon as he would see a camera this is what he did.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2Ua5lQ2nBcDqRKn1GjwCCFgzAYFcN6zOOfwhVw3qaNE30gRvU3xDSMO1xwoy6CN_1r0RNqFi06iH0l6mdEtsFO5HjrJcNQwonr4P9T_L97g6-qqGWq7rsnRQ9TOJY0BC-cGmwKeJ0zw/s1600-h/_MG_7034+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2Ua5lQ2nBcDqRKn1GjwCCFgzAYFcN6zOOfwhVw3qaNE30gRvU3xDSMO1xwoy6CN_1r0RNqFi06iH0l6mdEtsFO5HjrJcNQwonr4P9T_L97g6-qqGWq7rsnRQ9TOJY0BC-cGmwKeJ0zw/s320/_MG_7034+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289484075387552930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A Siberian Tiger<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBy7rcKFlpqYJUDnFjxgQQnQ7s3eSf7gGrrTQOOOVo4q9C77FQx7A3qrUSKbQvT2s-B87LGG2FcyikC9jdLMM8HSTqGmM5laHKzgfbx-rCe2thx2rA8U_fPTR_BjqOx29J7h6ddFe1JM/s1600-h/_MG_6989+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 183px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjBy7rcKFlpqYJUDnFjxgQQnQ7s3eSf7gGrrTQOOOVo4q9C77FQx7A3qrUSKbQvT2s-B87LGG2FcyikC9jdLMM8HSTqGmM5laHKzgfbx-rCe2thx2rA8U_fPTR_BjqOx29J7h6ddFe1JM/s320/_MG_6989+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289483649545900722" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe checking out the 2 month old baby tiger. This tiger was living with Mike in his house up until a week before we were there.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9iz6kbPHCKIR9u5mMhd_NpAgwZCXhOiBbaSkKwdx7q1nmwyDkIuMzBgVZORBPsREhDehYptcE392po4QAFQNBYArdQvQFaYYbIyTejFD_6oOnr7H92hI1umuO3TxeJ4Xkp6wj-BAd0o/s1600-h/_MG_6991+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp9iz6kbPHCKIR9u5mMhd_NpAgwZCXhOiBbaSkKwdx7q1nmwyDkIuMzBgVZORBPsREhDehYptcE392po4QAFQNBYArdQvQFaYYbIyTejFD_6oOnr7H92hI1umuO3TxeJ4Xkp6wj-BAd0o/s320/_MG_6991+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289484073658574146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is a picture of an actual Liger, a tiger and lion mix. It's not a very good picture of the Liger, but what I wanted people to see is what is in the cage. Those are the remains of a deer that the Liger had been munching on all morning. Mike said that some hunters dropped off a few deer last night to give to the animals to eat. It was nasty, but amazing at what little was left. Mike said that the whole thing will be gone by the end of the day!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnvcZF49lHmq8Dbymxog70ZtH9lj9UR5Z0Y6Ir6So22t0yWkVwE3Tj3h_rhaUfHvIcIBLD4gHOwtH7WWhkUuunstpYWTX9iuWXf3wcYZV5YX5DU6Bui7AxJSt-CoJ3Rv88vQ7u5ku4OY/s1600-h/_MG_6979+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxnvcZF49lHmq8Dbymxog70ZtH9lj9UR5Z0Y6Ir6So22t0yWkVwE3Tj3h_rhaUfHvIcIBLD4gHOwtH7WWhkUuunstpYWTX9iuWXf3wcYZV5YX5DU6Bui7AxJSt-CoJ3Rv88vQ7u5ku4OY/s320/_MG_6979+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289483483991556658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />When we first got to this cage of tigers, they were laying on the ground not paying any attention to us. Mike had Connor, my nephew, run back and forth as fast as he could right in front of the fence. In no time this tiger was up chasing Connor as he ran back and forth. Mike said that is their natural instinct to chase what ever is running by them. So if you ever find yourself with a tiger, don't try to run away, you will lose.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgejeuAMB0n9_zVpgmPFBv-3e3OmlNqwl02TRnYMqlrZU77xCB5UmPN3HZ8k0OfZ85QI9UG4czpD4UoLvY6Z0dbj7zEoN0Nt5nh5Vaqqx9_xnLgs0GMvOJpLS9m6zjroPD2njJtPDlMqk/s1600-h/_MG_6950+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgejeuAMB0n9_zVpgmPFBv-3e3OmlNqwl02TRnYMqlrZU77xCB5UmPN3HZ8k0OfZ85QI9UG4czpD4UoLvY6Z0dbj7zEoN0Nt5nh5Vaqqx9_xnLgs0GMvOJpLS9m6zjroPD2njJtPDlMqk/s320/_MG_6950+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289483479174634018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is a picture of the Liger.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fi0P9lST5VD_0Xgd0LFUz0EK61IyOdYpeh-ElhaGrvk2qdK0HYOYf49RdEm_QYU7GdmmbGQ-cx5DWI5kSpKFDavVy6ZqM-VIR4WTwc4R9t6N3Ahyphenhyphen30rWGXHXQlULZW9PmdLFmQZBNlw/s1600-h/_MG_6973+%28edit%29+inv+des.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Fi0P9lST5VD_0Xgd0LFUz0EK61IyOdYpeh-ElhaGrvk2qdK0HYOYf49RdEm_QYU7GdmmbGQ-cx5DWI5kSpKFDavVy6ZqM-VIR4WTwc4R9t6N3Ahyphenhyphen30rWGXHXQlULZW9PmdLFmQZBNlw/s320/_MG_6973+%28edit%29+inv+des.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289483481687488162" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is a female spider monkey. Mike had a bag a chips in his hands and offered one to the monkey. She willingly took it. Then Mike gave the whole bag to the monkey. He then tried to get the bag back. As soon as his hand was reached out in front of her, she would freak out and scream. Mike said, "That's a female for ya!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrWsG5dutymdtGvhDV8GIFmXpmyXgXIllgBo7W1gicxY5typewNuUpH4jJCC9n75kcKMf1W5RHm-L64R5P2CZ4f_dRjz_9XgyfEh9R3BlcR3uyDi5kX3RLP2ebOqfpQUBEchTugLsOo0/s1600-h/_MG_6874+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrWsG5dutymdtGvhDV8GIFmXpmyXgXIllgBo7W1gicxY5typewNuUpH4jJCC9n75kcKMf1W5RHm-L64R5P2CZ4f_dRjz_9XgyfEh9R3BlcR3uyDi5kX3RLP2ebOqfpQUBEchTugLsOo0/s320/_MG_6874+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289483476463134050" border="0" /></a>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-15870864326448170752009-01-02T20:51:00.003-06:002009-01-02T21:02:38.503-06:00Christmas Morning Continued<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN13qVFnG12FpDYqgbHr1tRz2ptDW9DMiKmiLEq5UMSJUK-8dNZB268qpV750B-ze4uJT1Eey93E6AmEhkVzsoflvApfDFVjm5CEkJZhAI1fiZG4KcgEnxV8DVsF7kgYNRwtLspxjlsjU/s1600-h/MVI_0053+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN13qVFnG12FpDYqgbHr1tRz2ptDW9DMiKmiLEq5UMSJUK-8dNZB268qpV750B-ze4uJT1Eey93E6AmEhkVzsoflvApfDFVjm5CEkJZhAI1fiZG4KcgEnxV8DVsF7kgYNRwtLspxjlsjU/s320/MVI_0053+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286895089538118386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The kids opening more presents.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIw5fatr1dyQ7IO2d-3m-aBPNbQ0wptCH94QzFBw0Ionc4G-GYgJKuFroXiaXUxRQpHMPFaixgTgWKVEP0yR43Bg0FIHaJMEFuODTle-KbnxOHhFs16e5yie2d3kCyfkqiBJBQ-YLAjk/s1600-h/MVI_0050+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifIw5fatr1dyQ7IO2d-3m-aBPNbQ0wptCH94QzFBw0Ionc4G-GYgJKuFroXiaXUxRQpHMPFaixgTgWKVEP0yR43Bg0FIHaJMEFuODTle-KbnxOHhFs16e5yie2d3kCyfkqiBJBQ-YLAjk/s320/MVI_0050+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286895085338064658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I almost started to cry when I opened my present from Ryan and the kids. It was a gift certificate for a cleaning company to come clean our house! That was one of my all time favorite gifts ever! Cleaning and being pregnant don't mix well with me and I guess Ryan really did heard my complaints about the matter!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5V6MCKdVawTXycHW7bwznDHvBR9EmNB7Y4076vszA7vD5fFrKoEiTbd9P8HFh1iQHKGuUQ8RsTKfvC5-ZTFRZsr1h0Zggdr8fMbazIp5fOFyJiGMk9axUqVVMf84gDR6LVK45mdfuvbg/s1600-h/IMG_0016+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5V6MCKdVawTXycHW7bwznDHvBR9EmNB7Y4076vszA7vD5fFrKoEiTbd9P8HFh1iQHKGuUQ8RsTKfvC5-ZTFRZsr1h0Zggdr8fMbazIp5fOFyJiGMk9axUqVVMf84gDR6LVK45mdfuvbg/s320/IMG_0016+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286895070626392226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My attempt at chocolate covered caramels. They look better then they tasted. After I made them I realized I had bought the wrong kind of chocolate. Better luck next year!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFlNqXhk-dNM_4NJ6GHm-KA2_XTO0VFPgaTzl12yvo5zmdgLEq4nO_NgBxLZtlhpzf6pRt_OKhiUGUw4cq3vjPWTIKSiXw8Rf4U86mr7EbuxrEf47m9rSwwa_QnXfx0RQlUAsCRF9WlWo/s1600-h/IMG_6747+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFlNqXhk-dNM_4NJ6GHm-KA2_XTO0VFPgaTzl12yvo5zmdgLEq4nO_NgBxLZtlhpzf6pRt_OKhiUGUw4cq3vjPWTIKSiXw8Rf4U86mr7EbuxrEf47m9rSwwa_QnXfx0RQlUAsCRF9WlWo/s320/IMG_6747+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286895080641214514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe enjoying our present from Grandma and Grandpa Topham-The Wii. That thing has given our family hours of entertainment! Thanks G&G T!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-719298935464113572009-01-02T20:13:00.002-06:002009-01-02T20:47:38.332-06:00Christmas MorningOn Christmas Eve Day I was in the kitchen all day cooking our food for the next few days while the kids were running around outside in the 75 degree weather. That night we had our favorite German meal for dinner-roast and spetzle. YUM! We delivered some gifts to the neighbors and when we returned Santa's Elves had dropped off new pajamas for the kids. We then watched Fred Clause (Kobe's request) then put the kids to bed.<br /><br />Kobe sent himself to bed Christmas Eve at 9:00 pm so Santa wouldn't pass up our house. After 3 hours of anxiety and tears, he finally fell asleep at midnight. He thought for sure that Santa had passed our house because he couldn't fall asleep. We had to reassure him that Santa would not pass our house and with a little help of some sleep meds, he was out.<br /><br />We all had a nice Christmas and enjoyed being home with nowhere to go. We stayed in our pajamas all day and just hung out. We missed being with family, but we were able to talk to everyone on the phone.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwKJxfNYHzDfZyqbnfH-qIu6W5LxrCumU1vM6dLXQEwTjMEx85VfCKH0e6cdcw2QMgRrDVqd3D5PJsGW5AxWJdrhM3Ul-Mm2SxQk_5jk0ss1PPYMowLXhzhPH_5K7PKIma73VZnEaD4o/s1600-h/IMG_6671+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcwKJxfNYHzDfZyqbnfH-qIu6W5LxrCumU1vM6dLXQEwTjMEx85VfCKH0e6cdcw2QMgRrDVqd3D5PJsGW5AxWJdrhM3Ul-Mm2SxQk_5jk0ss1PPYMowLXhzhPH_5K7PKIma73VZnEaD4o/s320/IMG_6671+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286885405361188690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe with his new Alabama football. Roll Tide!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9YRxQ_Zgliom0O97eon4ICsKnhrAm0PUXZdIPx8WsTGFuAF9Ut8bCrjxZNA7XV_F14K9vwvshxLux3Gs_UDuXFgprJ7A9MlXQKAeXPXaWYOM0zzHc3668fWsJQvQoQcfStEbZBnPWhc/s1600-h/_MG_6866+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia9YRxQ_Zgliom0O97eon4ICsKnhrAm0PUXZdIPx8WsTGFuAF9Ut8bCrjxZNA7XV_F14K9vwvshxLux3Gs_UDuXFgprJ7A9MlXQKAeXPXaWYOM0zzHc3668fWsJQvQoQcfStEbZBnPWhc/s320/_MG_6866+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286885396956126530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley laying on her new sleeping bag.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYK3Sqv_N8ZS1mLlw0aJn79l8iip-xUjKLq0jHLsdKCJ3Lj03zsYlDadOHNeJaNuEFeM7xjfFn5K0pwcYj6OAPlz2GGabWaWdgx8ise3FlQutMLR459d3i7b1mw8bWsTuduzKzYe9ir8/s1600-h/IMG_0032+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzYK3Sqv_N8ZS1mLlw0aJn79l8iip-xUjKLq0jHLsdKCJ3Lj03zsYlDadOHNeJaNuEFeM7xjfFn5K0pwcYj6OAPlz2GGabWaWdgx8ise3FlQutMLR459d3i7b1mw8bWsTuduzKzYe9ir8/s320/IMG_0032+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286885401126594066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kobe with his new DS. Kobe left his last DS on our flight back from Utah last month. We tried to track it down for several weeks, but no luck. Kobe wrote Santa another letter to tell him what happened and asked for a new one. We then had to send it express mail to Santa so he would receive it in time.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinkFXv1rJwUCd1Iubq5eqaU14LXq_riHYFH44fR2QZvrfDG6xRf0tKIe5uddfJJQIVERY6rqmF-jet_7p9q_Bqfo_FREOhbYeu6N84F7ED8k13rIsK0fQPQJ95jUM-KruHBviiUXhIk2E/s1600-h/IMG_0045+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinkFXv1rJwUCd1Iubq5eqaU14LXq_riHYFH44fR2QZvrfDG6xRf0tKIe5uddfJJQIVERY6rqmF-jet_7p9q_Bqfo_FREOhbYeu6N84F7ED8k13rIsK0fQPQJ95jUM-KruHBviiUXhIk2E/s320/IMG_0045+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286885400924815346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley opening her present from Grandma and Grandpa Hammond.<br />If you are wondering, Oakley has her apron on over her pj's. She decided she needed to cook some food in her room before she came out to see what Santa had brought her!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc6xlzYL4WVEC6VhDbd1Kby9XBvyKZVusEX3qirBEYoXNtaWzGJcwUAmlWMLVOrSGQVs6d6itv-RvhUqan74hfbV5H_KN9OGU6bl_tVM6OntLs7WfsxsMdc3bgc24uwPINAqBiJSIcxC8/s1600-h/IMG_6733+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc6xlzYL4WVEC6VhDbd1Kby9XBvyKZVusEX3qirBEYoXNtaWzGJcwUAmlWMLVOrSGQVs6d6itv-RvhUqan74hfbV5H_KN9OGU6bl_tVM6OntLs7WfsxsMdc3bgc24uwPINAqBiJSIcxC8/s320/IMG_6733+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286885411989223858" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is what I like to call my BTS pillow. AKA the pregnancy pillow. If any of you are pregnant or going to be pregnant in the future, I highly recommend the pregnancy pillow. I have never slept so good while pregnant!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-59424981069753923572009-01-02T19:56:00.002-06:002009-01-02T20:04:44.208-06:00Family Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f1UK7VzRH3Fhz5mn9h9HLzidrtmiQWvO4JPCEQ-95a-6n7z5iIhTICie8TRbpiSh5lp_613o_hM2P6GE_8A9CYiltsN4NrhA95G4q1Mw0Mg_SuPyCcn7yNCeELc2nqNUWiX_-IibveY/s1600-h/IMG_6057+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7f1UK7VzRH3Fhz5mn9h9HLzidrtmiQWvO4JPCEQ-95a-6n7z5iIhTICie8TRbpiSh5lp_613o_hM2P6GE_8A9CYiltsN4NrhA95G4q1Mw0Mg_SuPyCcn7yNCeELc2nqNUWiX_-IibveY/s320/IMG_6057+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286880954688324978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2WVLXuI5On5HX5BdKfGv8Rt6Qc7fh4ibDULoCKsDzB5Umyn3Lj4A-k_vNg49HDSJAYG9e9Cckci3UfVnLSnxcPoiaDvvFprhwEZBy0aDIVVHFvWLClQlfJ60Q8cvoTN8ssx9I_VAQIE/s1600-h/IMG_6352+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG2WVLXuI5On5HX5BdKfGv8Rt6Qc7fh4ibDULoCKsDzB5Umyn3Lj4A-k_vNg49HDSJAYG9e9Cckci3UfVnLSnxcPoiaDvvFprhwEZBy0aDIVVHFvWLClQlfJ60Q8cvoTN8ssx9I_VAQIE/s320/IMG_6352+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286880958141114306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kc1aPpwBN7a35yqhxhJ_HnWOz0PmOIT0_AcGk-Nb5freo028YT9bBiK9Gmo75fa7E9QXNG9c196v0DF5O0lvDev7FfjswUQ-DDZ_zuV_vm6Wfy1_YJERdJSgMZrX7TU2w86Gvd83Cck/s1600-h/IMG_6082+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9kc1aPpwBN7a35yqhxhJ_HnWOz0PmOIT0_AcGk-Nb5freo028YT9bBiK9Gmo75fa7E9QXNG9c196v0DF5O0lvDev7FfjswUQ-DDZ_zuV_vm6Wfy1_YJERdJSgMZrX7TU2w86Gvd83Cck/s320/IMG_6082+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286880960444649490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We tried to do some family pictures the other day. We never have had a problem getting Kobe to be happy and willing to smile for the camera. Oakley, on the other hand, takes a little bit of work. These are just a few of about 200 photos.TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-44876450610773764572008-12-16T21:42:00.002-06:002008-12-16T21:45:26.233-06:00Winter?Gotta love that on the 16th of December it was a crisp 74 degrees. I wore shorts and flip flops. Doesn't get better then that! Tomorrow it is going to be 80! Anyone want to visit?TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-52322005365467685872008-12-14T22:53:00.008-06:002008-12-16T21:41:43.570-06:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="font-size:180%;">IT'S A GIRL!!!!!<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >We found out on Thursday that we are having another girl! Oakley is excited, Kobe not so much. He was counting on a brother. He told me that if our next baby is a girl again that he was really not going to be happy. I told him that he may not have to worry about that because there might not be another baby after this one! Ryan is DONE with me being pregnant and I feel the same way!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ></span><br /></span></span></span>TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-5117583858596254672008-11-09T20:47:00.002-06:002008-11-09T21:00:25.347-06:00Armadillo Captured!Saturday morning Ryan did his morning routine and checked our armadillo trap. He was excited to find his armadillo trapped inside! He didn't have time to deal with the killing right then. He had to go help clean up at the local peanut festival (aka---local white trash carnival). While he was gone, our neighbor, Tory, knocked on our door. He asked what Ryan's plans were for the armadillo. I told him that I have no idea what he has planned this time, but I am sure it was going be a slow painful death for the creature. Tory then told me that his "South American" employees that work for him want it. They wanted to take it home and eat it for dinner that night! I guess it is a common thing to eat where they are from. NASTY! They came and got the armadillo after work on Saturday. They were nervous to kill it in front of everyone (we were all watching to witness the killing) so they took it home in the trap and are going to bring the empty trap back on Monday! Bone Appetite!TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-17885227457628575032008-10-28T22:18:00.002-05:002008-10-28T23:02:49.105-05:00The Armadillo HuntThe last few weeks we have had a family of armadillos try to over take our backyard.I first noticed a big hole dug next to the side of our house and going under the fence. Not being from around here, I thought the Ryan had tried to fix some pipe and didn't finish yet. I didn't say anything to him for a few days, but noticed that the hole was getting bigger and deeper. So I decided to ask him what the heck he was doing. He had no idea what I was talking about so I went out and showed him. Then the next few days we started noticing that there were chunks of grass pulled out around where the hole was. After asking around, we found out that we had an armadillo problem.They come out at night and stick their freaky looking nose down into the grass trying to find bugs to eat and destroy your lawn while doing so. Ryan looked online to see how to get ride of them- shoot 'em or trap 'em in a cage and have animal control come get them. Ryan also found Bob "The Critter Getter" in the phone book. Bob charges 50 bucks everytime he comes out and catches one. Bob said that when they find a yard to attack, they usually are there for good and will keep coming back. So my husband decided to take care of them himself. From that point we were on the armadillo watch. At night we constantly would check out the window to see if we could see them. After a few nights of the "watch" we finally saw the creature. Everyone had just gone to bed and I was up watching TV. I decided to check out the window and there he was. I ran into our room and woke up Ryan. He ran to his waiting pile of clothes and "weapons" and got prepped. He handed me the golf club and he took the shovel-yup, those were the weapons. He told me to go get my brother next door to come help. Oh so quietly, we went into the backyard. We got the thing surrounded and he had no where to go except under the deck. The nasty creature wouldn't come out because he knew he was looking at death. So I grab our hose, turned it on, and sprayed the thing until it came out. He ran right to Jason, my bother, and he whacked that thing like there was no tomorrow. The nasty creature jumped straight up into the air and when he was back on all fours he got whacked again. By this time Ryan had come over and helped in the whacking. After a few more hits the thing finally gave up. I don't think I have ever laughed so hard in my life-watching to grown men beating an armadillo to death.<br />.......The next night more returned.............the watch started again............Ryan woke up every hour for several nights trying to get the thing..........didn't happen...........Ryan got very tired.........Ryan doesn't do well without his beauty sleep............Ryan bought an armadillo trap sold at Lowe's............Ryan put a fence screen along our backyard that lines the woods which funnels to the trap...........haven't seen any armadillos since...........but our neighbor a few doors down has seen them!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKvRUsXsNDXFV-zT9idtjeLS7KX1VT1yreGFDR6y5eE5D3RxvLW0bRiWwEeEePu2qZ8-fi1oEYc54R5HdOKpZPHZFqnTSb4qMvYEGnLSydfHuxzZ1-x9_e4y7NJHx0mxsEf4VQYIDSp4k/s1600-h/IMG_0741+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKvRUsXsNDXFV-zT9idtjeLS7KX1VT1yreGFDR6y5eE5D3RxvLW0bRiWwEeEePu2qZ8-fi1oEYc54R5HdOKpZPHZFqnTSb4qMvYEGnLSydfHuxzZ1-x9_e4y7NJHx0mxsEf4VQYIDSp4k/s320/IMG_0741+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262410440852439538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0c1zhxjGAH-rubxHst-KRihTseLWFI59_umepdbqsu3SKzd5TkGmHXZTsf0IpqvXU7kaxDhAO2nHtAcrpn43ROQ13KvJ4F5OlN9B7UCmU7ngiaIyN8Dv4A6SmypvB77rYqk-8KaO9ek/s1600-h/IMG_0747+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga0c1zhxjGAH-rubxHst-KRihTseLWFI59_umepdbqsu3SKzd5TkGmHXZTsf0IpqvXU7kaxDhAO2nHtAcrpn43ROQ13KvJ4F5OlN9B7UCmU7ngiaIyN8Dv4A6SmypvB77rYqk-8KaO9ek/s320/IMG_0747+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262410448554269954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our friends next door didn't think that we would be able to ever catch and kill an armadillo. Little did they know that you never tell Ryan he can't do something. So after the killing took place, we kindly put the creature on the driveway for them to see when they got home from a movie. The next morning the armadillo was on top of our mailbox. Ryan then decided a proper burial place would be our garbage can. In Alabama, if you have a dead animal in your garbage can mixed with humidity and garbage day 3 days away-------It STINKS really really bad.TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4021379523259330378.post-66971439030284289882008-10-24T12:09:00.003-05:002008-10-24T12:27:45.276-05:00Oakley's 2nd Birthday!We had an Elmo party for Oakley with some of the neighbor kids.<br />Grammy Hammond was even able to be here for the party!<br />Oakley loved having her here!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4QaiI4_LdzUVSyVKLvahsmg8-2gNBoN_XDl1GfGwce4YcKGsFHDAalRmoKDhySULn5xqhFWCYjigd9Rg0RojpO_5CPap26bdo2uGREPWzMEfS0TOapK8gSfC14XsEzsasY88hEoqcuik/s1600-h/IMG_3742+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4QaiI4_LdzUVSyVKLvahsmg8-2gNBoN_XDl1GfGwce4YcKGsFHDAalRmoKDhySULn5xqhFWCYjigd9Rg0RojpO_5CPap26bdo2uGREPWzMEfS0TOapK8gSfC14XsEzsasY88hEoqcuik/s320/IMG_3742+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769333039212082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley holding onto her Elmo pinata.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5O8QYYjYrL0ep6Am5qzOBYPpCTomlaNfkkuj0_Hu0QthY4xR3oH2jgYya5ZwbllernrKIHrXLqp7AYbouz1a_caG9z1Pg1f_So1cM5HKZIE8DA3vos9c5iBNO2xXIMNwiFGomIAFwKo/s1600-h/IMG_3762+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5O8QYYjYrL0ep6Am5qzOBYPpCTomlaNfkkuj0_Hu0QthY4xR3oH2jgYya5ZwbllernrKIHrXLqp7AYbouz1a_caG9z1Pg1f_So1cM5HKZIE8DA3vos9c5iBNO2xXIMNwiFGomIAFwKo/s320/IMG_3762+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769338673439618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley riding her new Jeep. She loves this thing!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3MRqxNrHmdS2tqXQNiBYmzIdtkU4WtRPoWi_ZHBx4JDLjxS3Ui8RAPMwL33QJ6EQsor4OBzczXbdLUEzIAXo6V6zvQfuIO1gkzpccFrUZZYVA3dWnOgjboUhyphenhyphenrjhhdjEw47ZEchS9B8/s1600-h/IMG_3731+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG3MRqxNrHmdS2tqXQNiBYmzIdtkU4WtRPoWi_ZHBx4JDLjxS3Ui8RAPMwL33QJ6EQsor4OBzczXbdLUEzIAXo6V6zvQfuIO1gkzpccFrUZZYVA3dWnOgjboUhyphenhyphenrjhhdjEw47ZEchS9B8/s320/IMG_3731+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769327078198562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley thanking Daxton for her birthday present.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCrKyhX41vw4TC6azYfVEzWt1ypviMd_FESMee_aDWy3Yv-dQtcPDo1-dgIC8tDl2fgkWUCP22kY93i-UVRusEOWhoIqzB3VYxp5J3mW3iLhJ5tJRoN8Z_pDij_EZj2oxT_RnwGEmYWqc/s1600-h/IMG_3721+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCrKyhX41vw4TC6azYfVEzWt1ypviMd_FESMee_aDWy3Yv-dQtcPDo1-dgIC8tDl2fgkWUCP22kY93i-UVRusEOWhoIqzB3VYxp5J3mW3iLhJ5tJRoN8Z_pDij_EZj2oxT_RnwGEmYWqc/s320/IMG_3721+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769321212491234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grammy Topham saved the day with this present!<br />We call this Oakley's "DS". Every time Kobe had his DS out Oakley<br />would freak out until it was in her hands.<br />So now she will go get her DS when Kobe has his.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjri-0CGpqm3M91cOrNXHYTkRfchEnxuZaDCqsDwbWpzJKp8p0hddzx3v2MywstpKTxHrngBuBxLpzPhYx79UV8Be6Smt0BIDfI4ghbcGcdF0Smk1xlvkm_qShQ58WiVr-niTbJU7-Rl_o/s1600-h/IMG_3710+%28edit%29+sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjri-0CGpqm3M91cOrNXHYTkRfchEnxuZaDCqsDwbWpzJKp8p0hddzx3v2MywstpKTxHrngBuBxLpzPhYx79UV8Be6Smt0BIDfI4ghbcGcdF0Smk1xlvkm_qShQ58WiVr-niTbJU7-Rl_o/s320/IMG_3710+%28edit%29+sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260769323335202850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oakley giving her new Kitty a hug.TOP-HAM-FAMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10576803415009313289noreply@blogger.com5