tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83419519298350431272024-02-06T20:05:02.103-07:00The Baker FamilyJennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-68868073511537007502008-11-01T23:43:00.005-06:002008-11-02T00:02:02.706-06:00Halloween 2008<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0KNpFMR7g2sn5uQ4IsJwasf1LfvGdhyphenhyphenTelNCp74boaYHmZoOZ9PSCbNauHKnkeRQZCskBLDuU20yrgj9Y9ZXxsqFbBnCzbcHUlB-d9I_KiHXtLnzdUxEXZPn1UBCyTZN1oGSHEntwfwPA/s1600-h/eme+basketball+2008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263932806200818066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0KNpFMR7g2sn5uQ4IsJwasf1LfvGdhyphenhyphenTelNCp74boaYHmZoOZ9PSCbNauHKnkeRQZCskBLDuU20yrgj9Y9ZXxsqFbBnCzbcHUlB-d9I_KiHXtLnzdUxEXZPn1UBCyTZN1oGSHEntwfwPA/s320/eme+basketball+2008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHzdcTftd6g2cY1LURwguxrpI-Lb4dRXTN2U0owAwOEoGPWjaVZO79KbHq0IH5ZMuHoYeYzVeyuNuoH2V0PyNRL1jCM267cb3-yvFU74s0M_MZTt5ZtbgmE3QSShybVGRCe8ichKACZXv/s1600-h/sophia+trick+2008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263932717634915634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHzdcTftd6g2cY1LURwguxrpI-Lb4dRXTN2U0owAwOEoGPWjaVZO79KbHq0IH5ZMuHoYeYzVeyuNuoH2V0PyNRL1jCM267cb3-yvFU74s0M_MZTt5ZtbgmE3QSShybVGRCe8ichKACZXv/s320/sophia+trick+2008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4KNKKhqwINCaNNDMPCvvvqLEWDyB3E4pLWEPfBsEOqjr_Reg8XxVkw-W-pB4gH_9q8_IuRnd2KuN-zWOBewRaxybJqyOt4Drc1lH3uQ-yp19cwygkKz6Zo_Pu3mxMU52wf4rjsentJg9w/s1600-h/malina+sophia+halloween+2008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263932626162765250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4KNKKhqwINCaNNDMPCvvvqLEWDyB3E4pLWEPfBsEOqjr_Reg8XxVkw-W-pB4gH_9q8_IuRnd2KuN-zWOBewRaxybJqyOt4Drc1lH3uQ-yp19cwygkKz6Zo_Pu3mxMU52wf4rjsentJg9w/s320/malina+sophia+halloween+2008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjSBA2jActeWQnQ9qLawPldE8PKurn6z_d3We-_5Gv71E3liF7kpzqjKEZd-ar9BAlnoMlIolv5tYRzdIyo3BWVKx5f7-Lnb4jllU5UAvW_k2TNv1DBsWdgikWKpCtke1zHcZfEcziczU/s1600-h/kids+trt+2008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263932493647937090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAjSBA2jActeWQnQ9qLawPldE8PKurn6z_d3We-_5Gv71E3liF7kpzqjKEZd-ar9BAlnoMlIolv5tYRzdIyo3BWVKx5f7-Lnb4jllU5UAvW_k2TNv1DBsWdgikWKpCtke1zHcZfEcziczU/s320/kids+trt+2008.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> I have mastered Halloween. I used to get so worked up about getting the perfect costume for the kids. After numerous costume changes and my own internal frustration, I decided that I wasn't going to purchase any costumes this year. I bought a few accessories totally $10 but other than that I got off scot-free. I pulled out some Indian clothes, Ariel costume, 50's carhop outfit borrowed from a friend and made Eme into a 70's basketball player with the purchased headband/wristguards, swim trunks and a borrowed sissys tank top. </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">It couldn't have been a more glorious night in Denver. The weather hit 79 degrees and we were able to run around without coats!! The kids went trick-or-treating with their buds Jude and Noel. My favorite of the evening was Eme saying "I don't want candy. I want milk." at someone's house. The kids ran for almost two hours straight and I jumped in a big pile of leaves. A perfect evening and no costume stress!</span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">(I have to point out Malina's height. She is in the top three in her class but these pictures really make her height stand out. Sophia is standing next to a boy in Malina's class in the third picture. The last picture has Malina with her best friend Jude. Jude is 6. Malina is ginormous! She has a few more years before those boys sprout past her!)<br /></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-43395378171468105512008-11-01T23:36:00.003-06:002008-11-01T23:42:48.662-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhAiZ1Nnbh8edIC8SlWH7L2tx0nWqC960ctpvm5QVq0jGJAZVnka0pw0f6PW8-_6h30bv5Mo2ZFl56Bc69uHZPEXaAV_WwLjuiPmy9nUYVyG3J-7353HM0Eie8tVDdAsr-BEx0xMiewm1/s1600-h/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930537836085890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVhAiZ1Nnbh8edIC8SlWH7L2tx0nWqC960ctpvm5QVq0jGJAZVnka0pw0f6PW8-_6h30bv5Mo2ZFl56Bc69uHZPEXaAV_WwLjuiPmy9nUYVyG3J-7353HM0Eie8tVDdAsr-BEx0xMiewm1/s320/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRwNYBpltwdRnvdONPaJWscGzWdyXJVRU-9zspDhTvgWi3OaWEdXs88GQSrsWtUBSHFBEneDXUqToP7qjx0KR4Bb8OgZPCsErnK0-NVJnOhCevCo2XTCxvvQh4ubDPT5JyaMWsXtbnyFg/s1600-h/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263930252896960562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRwNYBpltwdRnvdONPaJWscGzWdyXJVRU-9zspDhTvgWi3OaWEdXs88GQSrsWtUBSHFBEneDXUqToP7qjx0KR4Bb8OgZPCsErnK0-NVJnOhCevCo2XTCxvvQh4ubDPT5JyaMWsXtbnyFg/s320/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+041.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">The Baker Bunch hit the world renowned Grizzly Rose for some good ole' country line dancing. The Grizzly Rose has family night on Sunday nights with free line dancing lessons. Malina was in rare form dancing the night away. Sophia was happy to be dancing with her best girlfriend Olivia. Olivia (3) and Eme (2) will end up being in kindergarten together. Liv and Eme have a love/hate relationship but they are the best of buds too.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqxdAz0GAyyKNFEUH2i1Qd7QbBLu35RyoS7GRzuOv9_mIoOWKvsWTB2hYR5YzmIgRxieG4lMclyBLEeVaD6SRAjd8Zn7UvrxaY_RbKElvYyGxpxUGYTIsCZTM4NaXBlyCHluYAltg-iNs/s1600-h/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+040.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-73832158523735892532008-11-01T23:31:00.002-06:002008-11-01T23:35:55.140-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfX6Og-WnYIdi5TCoD48jiMU-IMYvJbi9qbbVfbBPuNNoPmPK6RaruCE0dJwnGWfDVB5TetSRtx1NbjP9M5BOzFpB5QGEQH-3SYBKIih3U2nb2sqw294c6Csx7ay3sljMG_1zzfAfHlNB/s1600-h/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263928992038140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIfX6Og-WnYIdi5TCoD48jiMU-IMYvJbi9qbbVfbBPuNNoPmPK6RaruCE0dJwnGWfDVB5TetSRtx1NbjP9M5BOzFpB5QGEQH-3SYBKIih3U2nb2sqw294c6Csx7ay3sljMG_1zzfAfHlNB/s320/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-QrnerRxuDQRDhuWyTmMOIx3YmvAlQh2M5LsDXdxNX498Uo9ad2p5gPT0mL2nLKyHPkY-6kpcVsz5vnlPqN7DSyxn_5MlIFtymSONE51z79fE_1AYIh5I2M1kr2LXiMjOtW95hTACt4U/s1600-h/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263928769607910770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC-QrnerRxuDQRDhuWyTmMOIx3YmvAlQh2M5LsDXdxNX498Uo9ad2p5gPT0mL2nLKyHPkY-6kpcVsz5vnlPqN7DSyxn_5MlIFtymSONE51z79fE_1AYIh5I2M1kr2LXiMjOtW95hTACt4U/s320/Field+Day+St+Marys+Alice+Grizzly+Rose+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> We met my parents for a hike up to St. Marys Glacier. It was a bit windy but fun to see some snow while we are having such warm weather in Denver. Tika was elated to get out...we are finally able to manage all kiddos and the dog again! Confession, my Dad walked her.<br /><br /><div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-53462593833399956842008-11-01T23:23:00.002-06:002008-11-01T23:31:00.429-06:00Tucson Trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2j2PMiZzK8zmlWjKMH5kncVYuTcpK7J7EQJYC1qjRViun5Bmz75Ig7rlBFMY_J15UAWIMpoVRiTJcy3dXsp760itBDygAH4lDbWwwTuz1nqe3viYM6mFN_uHuOKR3lutsikF5r3Ar4eP/s1600-h/banks+kids+tucson.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263926863946102770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2j2PMiZzK8zmlWjKMH5kncVYuTcpK7J7EQJYC1qjRViun5Bmz75Ig7rlBFMY_J15UAWIMpoVRiTJcy3dXsp760itBDygAH4lDbWwwTuz1nqe3viYM6mFN_uHuOKR3lutsikF5r3Ar4eP/s320/banks+kids+tucson.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSiBpWIGqYO_i-wehBDslE_UdZNAhgUAiF8kbB4N_fPAyEKaYp92nPA056FA6zsdB7G9jCQO3mHMPTKNfHKjF8nJF99ZP9UDr8N2xn2mdBt-igeA2huxDyJSfv8sD_uqihveQH_cb-Z9R/s1600-h/baker+clan+tucson.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263926753729047938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMSiBpWIGqYO_i-wehBDslE_UdZNAhgUAiF8kbB4N_fPAyEKaYp92nPA056FA6zsdB7G9jCQO3mHMPTKNfHKjF8nJF99ZP9UDr8N2xn2mdBt-igeA2huxDyJSfv8sD_uqihveQH_cb-Z9R/s320/baker+clan+tucson.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> We all went to Tucson to celebrate Uncle Scott's 40th Birthday. We roadtripped the 900 miles to spend three glorious days with family. The highlight for me was seeing my first rattlesnake and a horny toad. Back to reality...</span></div><div><br /><br /> </div><div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-8930735563524595502008-09-09T23:01:00.004-06:002008-09-09T23:04:58.724-06:001st Year Comparisons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBmSwyU6Un0988vsO88LyjX5VOFT3TmKUWlcZHmTBw44cUeGrrZBfMO0BiP7T_Qm4zO5b9wMNDMQLqDy93khDoWJELZI88tzcTBCOnq-AK1VyhtPdn7w_XgI8EARZHIre52Q6tyxvUoe44/s1600-h/Eme+1st+year.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244253748204616018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBmSwyU6Un0988vsO88LyjX5VOFT3TmKUWlcZHmTBw44cUeGrrZBfMO0BiP7T_Qm4zO5b9wMNDMQLqDy93khDoWJELZI88tzcTBCOnq-AK1VyhtPdn7w_XgI8EARZHIre52Q6tyxvUoe44/s320/Eme+1st+year.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim9J5GE_k1igs6OCs1EYzS6f_Cd-ETCW50PRRo72pr5eXLGrXfnInginkhHYVPJE7Fb4eE7nK17g5cBERhOyy9LrADqmPdoY-xdJVYApble9oXTCPk9ZxXg_eNi3P0a_hkaEg_eMbdCFaR/s1600-h/IMG_0059+sophia+floor100dpi.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244253660488529618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim9J5GE_k1igs6OCs1EYzS6f_Cd-ETCW50PRRo72pr5eXLGrXfnInginkhHYVPJE7Fb4eE7nK17g5cBERhOyy9LrADqmPdoY-xdJVYApble9oXTCPk9ZxXg_eNi3P0a_hkaEg_eMbdCFaR/s320/IMG_0059+sophia+floor100dpi.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZqIZarrpEQRmrzKdkZL9RJchZp1iL8aDZhPhxUVc9lrU3Q3z2mPgxXfmk_hSYxCGB9yQeqlY6L0abyEP9brv6HB6BzdPMITMnr26yUyXKicKYHMgK3ORGRHTM7AnzwLKisydpxi9KoqE/s1600-h/mmb+ko+mak+4+(092502).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244253566049371202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZqIZarrpEQRmrzKdkZL9RJchZp1iL8aDZhPhxUVc9lrU3Q3z2mPgxXfmk_hSYxCGB9yQeqlY6L0abyEP9brv6HB6BzdPMITMnr26yUyXKicKYHMgK3ORGRHTM7AnzwLKisydpxi9KoqE/s320/mmb+ko+mak+4+(092502).jpg" border="0" /></a> Emerson, Sophia and Malina all at one year. I am enjoying getting my digital pictures in some sort of order.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-581365908311749932008-09-09T22:44:00.002-06:002008-09-09T22:48:06.647-06:00Eme Goes to the Zoo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTPwYM_EyvBvhSNJAAZG1yp_CRGwQJAxvJ-UYoW6qfNzb5P0GzsbsXCa-vMZV3vEaLbTy1QpPO7Wx147UHTds60ElbnSTieh9RKNkhALeBZK20qYGyPhCx_NH4EdHDFGZjWCICvjyFfmK/s1600-h/eme_2009090902_10x8_200dpi_copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244249865730360978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUTPwYM_EyvBvhSNJAAZG1yp_CRGwQJAxvJ-UYoW6qfNzb5P0GzsbsXCa-vMZV3vEaLbTy1QpPO7Wx147UHTds60ElbnSTieh9RKNkhALeBZK20qYGyPhCx_NH4EdHDFGZjWCICvjyFfmK/s320/eme_2009090902_10x8_200dpi_copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>I have started teaching preschool again. I have been blessed with another great class this year. While I am teaching, my parents take Eme. Today he went to the zoo. The boy is a ham. </div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-89736583124624251722008-09-09T22:32:00.003-06:002008-09-09T22:44:08.155-06:00Our baby went on her first solo plane trip.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZ0NRcKJKTW6Qaucr13hPYKrgASxuBirq6jBZ5FWHnNHKx6pUuhCD0KnIey9K9VVmenR54jJVTvNW8Df692Yl5uA5wa_Vpp1D1NtwE_6i58la6lEgFuIaHDxb0Bc6Vdunnd7msLLLzrB3/s1600-h/Malina+Tucson+Trip+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244246852754421058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbZ0NRcKJKTW6Qaucr13hPYKrgASxuBirq6jBZ5FWHnNHKx6pUuhCD0KnIey9K9VVmenR54jJVTvNW8Df692Yl5uA5wa_Vpp1D1NtwE_6i58la6lEgFuIaHDxb0Bc6Vdunnd7msLLLzrB3/s320/Malina+Tucson+Trip+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SMdORdAsjbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r-oMNe-VmUA/s1600-h/Malina+Tucson+Trip+163.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244246352848522674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SMdORdAsjbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/r-oMNe-VmUA/s320/Malina+Tucson+Trip+163.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjsqP0SEzmLIRTxx1LC9-hjO_Z9Cg1T-lqU85NQspsdZmcGRhUU66oiE_Dgoh5-oys42T2LK7sLLa5dECQ1b_d87B0N38bTEV0SCKeT_2iVraZge4mRBaKQgCc6Kef35bgvsWBA62NFfa/s1600-h/Malina+Tucson+Trip+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244246177562016658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsjsqP0SEzmLIRTxx1LC9-hjO_Z9Cg1T-lqU85NQspsdZmcGRhUU66oiE_Dgoh5-oys42T2LK7sLLa5dECQ1b_d87B0N38bTEV0SCKeT_2iVraZge4mRBaKQgCc6Kef35bgvsWBA62NFfa/s320/Malina+Tucson+Trip+030.jpg" border="0" /></a> Malina has been begging us all summer to visit Uncle Scott, Aunt Mary Ann and Granmama in Tucson, Arizona. A weekend fare came up and off she went with two days notice. I loved her response "(GASP.) I feel so grown up. I cannot wait. Really?" She had a tremendous time swimming with Uncle Scott and Aunt Mary Ann, writing letters at Granmama's and most important to her was the visit to the Desert Museum. The bats, geckos and various desert bugs entertained her too! </div><div> </div><div>I had to throw the picture in of her cereal she told Uncle Scott she likes. Who doesn't take advantage of a visit to ask for Fruit Loops?? </div><div> </div><div>She says she will do it again but she is going to Texas next time to visit Daddy's sister. It sounds like she inherited my wanderlust genes. I told her she will have to save up for her yearly plane ticket budget. We have succeeded!<br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-11850354525998113152008-09-09T22:28:00.002-06:002008-09-09T22:31:48.570-06:00Obama's Presidential Nomination Acceptance Speech<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhytYsmgJV-IEyluDyNSmy3t752LsCkAOwCciPGV5X-LIuzArWOeemaHnMQmgtHmLIQA0pJkrbjTfYscz3tvOagh8urom5NBEgxoqeTjYZNuBDNjOuvnRCR7ODZFS9CQJLSL_65xUJRVrEh/s1600-h/Obama+Speech+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244245509102625026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhytYsmgJV-IEyluDyNSmy3t752LsCkAOwCciPGV5X-LIuzArWOeemaHnMQmgtHmLIQA0pJkrbjTfYscz3tvOagh8urom5NBEgxoqeTjYZNuBDNjOuvnRCR7ODZFS9CQJLSL_65xUJRVrEh/s320/Obama+Speech+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>What an experience to be a part of history...<br /><br /><div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-62784427457732700892008-08-11T21:29:00.012-06:002008-08-11T22:11:10.697-06:00Southern California Calls...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LNSSlC3HhU-0swIgEJIMwiZLa3b1WDYnlkHFf2xllciXQdHlI7FOfmcpdRt7hT-eUOrSU8VRxj2HXRTJQ3Xjqd3Xt-79XVQmHK5G67UKExQebXpyKG7hPbbJW1-gFpGpbkbIk56z16yf/s1600-h/2008_08100034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233476383927257442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LNSSlC3HhU-0swIgEJIMwiZLa3b1WDYnlkHFf2xllciXQdHlI7FOfmcpdRt7hT-eUOrSU8VRxj2HXRTJQ3Xjqd3Xt-79XVQmHK5G67UKExQebXpyKG7hPbbJW1-gFpGpbkbIk56z16yf/s320/2008_08100034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqpsnWbSmHKstjFoz6jeklJgkt7i14NmM7ltmyJGMMkhKruvvNWq7FuYmybROL-0NZCiQgx8Gss8a5qhoa4TjnijLSBmg-uQi3qYkpUG6BkMKV7EEIAHJ9bUj7-AaFnBFH0A5_5ed3d3a/s1600-h/2008_08100048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233475519856877474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTqpsnWbSmHKstjFoz6jeklJgkt7i14NmM7ltmyJGMMkhKruvvNWq7FuYmybROL-0NZCiQgx8Gss8a5qhoa4TjnijLSBmg-uQi3qYkpUG6BkMKV7EEIAHJ9bUj7-AaFnBFH0A5_5ed3d3a/s320/2008_08100048.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqZwvzDObLyVME02K4cwDcdnAKPRZBh_w75SlQEfJDERcJbZBATJQnVOhzu3iOqMeYQORQTpkuUAfek-3qMddWzItbLFpWuShqJoA64XqVHoeDBlgMY-Nf6WwJ58UJee0OpBwZmEfiSABz/s1600-h/2008_08100088.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233475113794889858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqZwvzDObLyVME02K4cwDcdnAKPRZBh_w75SlQEfJDERcJbZBATJQnVOhzu3iOqMeYQORQTpkuUAfek-3qMddWzItbLFpWuShqJoA64XqVHoeDBlgMY-Nf6WwJ58UJee0OpBwZmEfiSABz/s320/2008_08100088.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233476744608291778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBUMcTgJ7_xkeYoQ-qd4fqdPZr4qa7FTmT6WwiIgc-PaEiuQ5kvdEE1U_9WB-RTH-wkURLMrZ2SnunSu1_bt7dya5w_xfKAYoQeKyCBKpyrzxQlzcbIqaLbAEFIz5Wi4k8Rix2OmS9Ovei/s320/2008_08100117.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Pzfyf3Vo1hZwZOVT3Pj-nGG1cDFi_JaZv_2gBOXqzaV2Rd2TS4Dvax9nuYj2hLbdCXIrnQ53h6exbxweXMKWP-Ls_eZ5TrWAuFMjRDizAhmQi3GcQ8LlbWHqHJ7uGbh9tTcwoWKSw2AC/s1600-h/2008_08100276.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233474891950627106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Pzfyf3Vo1hZwZOVT3Pj-nGG1cDFi_JaZv_2gBOXqzaV2Rd2TS4Dvax9nuYj2hLbdCXIrnQ53h6exbxweXMKWP-Ls_eZ5TrWAuFMjRDizAhmQi3GcQ8LlbWHqHJ7uGbh9tTcwoWKSw2AC/s320/2008_08100276.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh15hyphenhyphen9aps9I2PfrR5v0zo-NJdul6q1bRBVtP0plWukIQm_s9Ccl6vu_wpd7Dzbe11A0jcRHbooUXAgdFNeijcT7vugOK9bsr9pVyAdEHJKyRlCegdR7xsRbjxLLE4Lh41t7EMru1ulATW/s1600-h/2008_08100301.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233474564983677666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh15hyphenhyphen9aps9I2PfrR5v0zo-NJdul6q1bRBVtP0plWukIQm_s9Ccl6vu_wpd7Dzbe11A0jcRHbooUXAgdFNeijcT7vugOK9bsr9pVyAdEHJKyRlCegdR7xsRbjxLLE4Lh41t7EMru1ulATW/s320/2008_08100301.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a0lak3yc8xv6PnQnmfuk_m0txwko0ChPcRjTNSOsRmj60AhyC03FrcMbvbQvBp5DWCsZEOnGV1PC7i9VxJc57a-jNyI13fwacCg7xnnaNRgs0FHdZZj3eYDob70y8g1Dnn8iSVFBzL_n/s1600-h/2008_08100335.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233474203448126530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a0lak3yc8xv6PnQnmfuk_m0txwko0ChPcRjTNSOsRmj60AhyC03FrcMbvbQvBp5DWCsZEOnGV1PC7i9VxJc57a-jNyI13fwacCg7xnnaNRgs0FHdZZj3eYDob70y8g1Dnn8iSVFBzL_n/s320/2008_08100335.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>The girls request for the summer was the beach! Malina wanted to go boogie boarding, Sophia wanted to play with sand crabs and Eme didn't have a clue. Banks was suppose to join us the whole time but ended up having a business trip on the front end. I took the kiddos to Vegas ("Castle" Hotel, Excalibur) one night and stayed in Ocean Beach (San Diego) for three days. </div><br /><div>Ocean Beach was the ultimate beach experience. The hotel was very primitive although across the street from the beach and the downtown area was next to our hotel. We visited Banks' second cousin who works at the San Diego Zoo. His home had African Tortoises in the backyard which was a big experience for the kids. Then, we went to the Wild Animal Park. It was a brutally hot day but I pushed through the experience. Eme was so excited on the tram tour around the park, even though he screamed when we got on. Sea World was on the pit stop too. The kids loved feeding the dolphins, Eme hated when the girls fed the VERY LOUD seals and the kids soaked in their glory at the Elmo Play Area with rides. We tidepooled at Cabrillo National Park, spotting a sea hare (first time for us, pictured in Sophia's hand above), 2 1/2" dead bonnethead shark and lots of crabs. </div><br /><div>Banks flew into LA and met us at our hotel in Anaheim. Banks didn't want the kids to go to Disneyland without him. We told them we had to get on the shuttle to get to the beach. We got off at the park and they didn't have a clue. Sophia and Malina kept looking around and were out of their minds when they realized where we were. We got a "behind the scenes" visit with Snow While and Aurora before a show and Sophia was so star struck that she looked like she was going to cry. It couldn't have been a better star sighting for her. Our big moment is when the girls went on Thunder Mountain Railroad with us! They loved it and we went back for more. Malina got her hair done in the Princess Pavilion and Eme couldn't get enough of the cars. A fantastically tiring day!</div><br /><div>The rest of the trip consisted of visits to Manhattan Beach, visiting our friends Marika and James from grad school and Sharaf and Aseel from undergrad. We drove home in a day and our beginning our day-to-day lives with school starting tomorrow. :-( </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-52125098839434132862008-08-11T21:13:00.008-06:002008-08-11T21:29:20.368-06:00Eme's Turns TWO!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCWTc9m8ztzbJR7NtXgzv7IEe1rf0fcOvoj5-O0QhZY9_TnhTfwp_p0ENoOfrgGH2XHpOyb05R0CXQsUnDCDvcZQIgWZ42ljri-g8m7c_uPvD5B3qLEkMridaxa_v5LzIBYI7_IF0nZqE/s1600-h/2008_07270061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233467554950076850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhCWTc9m8ztzbJR7NtXgzv7IEe1rf0fcOvoj5-O0QhZY9_TnhTfwp_p0ENoOfrgGH2XHpOyb05R0CXQsUnDCDvcZQIgWZ42ljri-g8m7c_uPvD5B3qLEkMridaxa_v5LzIBYI7_IF0nZqE/s320/2008_07270061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzL-NRWDEGElxFKCG5cbG1xG_QA0BZiX_pI3cWcmY00TylbdYRhYPcPM-kEmdFccgT6cCwl4qcX2IZoB6dxeHszo5lOv7qn3tWrupZ0q3mffAtRqEcnWcebm0XH4J2AFMdMVq1TMylEzFG/s1600-h/2008_07270076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233467067718512738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzL-NRWDEGElxFKCG5cbG1xG_QA0BZiX_pI3cWcmY00TylbdYRhYPcPM-kEmdFccgT6cCwl4qcX2IZoB6dxeHszo5lOv7qn3tWrupZ0q3mffAtRqEcnWcebm0XH4J2AFMdMVq1TMylEzFG/s320/2008_07270076.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXHWn_vPs-K39S8iUyBSSVig36ihsldaVvIt1QhjK0zuKd744MIFJpv62UtKRxPvJA4WPOkXPGnyHJqNv_FhcXW2bb5gatS9KdKFq6enq5-sZ5IDKKAZXmc3URdMDYgC6A9AUSQT65Ap2Q/s1600-h/2008_07270139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466737731653938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXHWn_vPs-K39S8iUyBSSVig36ihsldaVvIt1QhjK0zuKd744MIFJpv62UtKRxPvJA4WPOkXPGnyHJqNv_FhcXW2bb5gatS9KdKFq6enq5-sZ5IDKKAZXmc3URdMDYgC6A9AUSQT65Ap2Q/s320/2008_07270139.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrm0WZftXBY8h2toASnQnIPiirJ1cTNqtpeYGbxu_KoGyi01mTr10jfonFwq95ecQSzPiHHCbCjm9hBYlG1sol0zQMOLdmsVOjCxr10ynmiDcFucYWYZn9qLhaZgRrcahdjCv5Z8HjA9tm/s1600-h/2008_08100003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466369735767042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrm0WZftXBY8h2toASnQnIPiirJ1cTNqtpeYGbxu_KoGyi01mTr10jfonFwq95ecQSzPiHHCbCjm9hBYlG1sol0zQMOLdmsVOjCxr10ynmiDcFucYWYZn9qLhaZgRrcahdjCv5Z8HjA9tm/s320/2008_08100003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwZWwgmd0uwiOScAMX-6c0AYJkLQRhmWE2Pods8SazQTuStGiTwczA39uj_mNhkuDCS-s40NQ5vhfa7Uy2c44AzrqMbnbXS4JIxraChz0ugkHaaN8XKN7K0vmyAlVHwcbVGoE0mXFbVfN8/s1600-h/2008_08100015.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233466080630511474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwZWwgmd0uwiOScAMX-6c0AYJkLQRhmWE2Pods8SazQTuStGiTwczA39uj_mNhkuDCS-s40NQ5vhfa7Uy2c44AzrqMbnbXS4JIxraChz0ugkHaaN8XKN7K0vmyAlVHwcbVGoE0mXFbVfN8/s320/2008_08100015.JPG" border="0" /></a>Eme had two little parties this year. We had a family party with a visit to the Golden Gate Canyon Firehouse. Eme had the opportunity to ride in the fire trucks but didn't want anything to do with it. The girls rode with Grandma and Papa instead. The second party was at the pool for anyone that happened to be there that day. However, it ended up raining and everyone came to our house afterwards. </div><div> </div><div>The boy loves his "equipment!" On our Northwest trip, I would stop at the gas station and get him the tractor and commercial equipment trade magazines to keep him entertained. For awhile, all big trucks were fire trucks. He received quite a few fire trucks, a Thomas the Train Set and we got him an obnoxiously big car pinata. He was ecstatic to be the center of attention. Happy Birthday my sweet boy!</div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-37446920842383001332008-08-11T20:53:00.008-06:002008-08-11T21:13:42.460-06:00On the road again...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAXq9m0rvrhXtUqRoY5SpMtJt3UAJUxGcpr8lIgTsK-E98YB_SWHR9YDztoLF-5paX2A98MZ2AxZq5HNM07oubV8UyGkbmrSU2ZDOzT_xGQSo7hy_nSRk0kOJDjmgHLOIjrZQNc4M8uzzK/s1600-h/2008_07120004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463621669580098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAXq9m0rvrhXtUqRoY5SpMtJt3UAJUxGcpr8lIgTsK-E98YB_SWHR9YDztoLF-5paX2A98MZ2AxZq5HNM07oubV8UyGkbmrSU2ZDOzT_xGQSo7hy_nSRk0kOJDjmgHLOIjrZQNc4M8uzzK/s320/2008_07120004.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCTQ23-My-1nLM4C-gbvXG8p9IQu4-gtxQkGLlXxaXEuP63kyn3xj-33AQ3m8j1sXocm9h8gCn2_0pPRepwahPli_YvW8Rq9LMxJRNIeIlYwMAfG5zSzS_eBK9KVMFzQnJmpBgRLFM9EsB/s1600-h/2008_07120029.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463262629120818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCTQ23-My-1nLM4C-gbvXG8p9IQu4-gtxQkGLlXxaXEuP63kyn3xj-33AQ3m8j1sXocm9h8gCn2_0pPRepwahPli_YvW8Rq9LMxJRNIeIlYwMAfG5zSzS_eBK9KVMFzQnJmpBgRLFM9EsB/s320/2008_07120029.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGmDBz18AKDpQIo6rDV00qhHozkZ7qbuBEr3vFAbyZCAtUWRRtqFzRdMtOOQcrnCjdFqW-PvCZmrUfzF9yulrmIa-6nKSLpFhKHht3fTfPPrnm3iyjfTyaeQl5Ln6VjGj_5paTWAini4p/s1600-h/2008_07120087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233463034381031826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqGmDBz18AKDpQIo6rDV00qhHozkZ7qbuBEr3vFAbyZCAtUWRRtqFzRdMtOOQcrnCjdFqW-PvCZmrUfzF9yulrmIa-6nKSLpFhKHht3fTfPPrnm3iyjfTyaeQl5Ln6VjGj_5paTWAini4p/s320/2008_07120087.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQs8o2wBCf5dYax5XBFbGdcKEsCCgINjTLscSQ07E3DVcV7zlAkMsQwU_ISl0yuCZScofQg3mR8Y3QqdtAMMUSPKvGu27i1S_pH69lp0svtob9slIt24PJto10YXkyIVfjWxHFM3jCDA_0/s1600-h/2008_07120145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233462582399931010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQs8o2wBCf5dYax5XBFbGdcKEsCCgINjTLscSQ07E3DVcV7zlAkMsQwU_ISl0yuCZScofQg3mR8Y3QqdtAMMUSPKvGu27i1S_pH69lp0svtob9slIt24PJto10YXkyIVfjWxHFM3jCDA_0/s320/2008_07120145.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Ds8Z2EIzTi42wMOMVwLVJhQxhEconRYU3Nx5zDO4IhPI3NX-KJ4IlZgE7p1raJkLiUFGWCqMfshSqNP6yyDTfB5NXWBd375Mq3g4QEPvda3UPw-S5LhDHAwCamMV3VNHESjq_HrMqgw1/s1600-h/2008_07120206.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461972477549746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1Ds8Z2EIzTi42wMOMVwLVJhQxhEconRYU3Nx5zDO4IhPI3NX-KJ4IlZgE7p1raJkLiUFGWCqMfshSqNP6yyDTfB5NXWBd375Mq3g4QEPvda3UPw-S5LhDHAwCamMV3VNHESjq_HrMqgw1/s320/2008_07120206.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQo5-wZxkZESMFQqULFxePmkUKId6f7K5kYxGbx7wd90Wnnqwwrprv6vlaVnGoTFJ0p-dbmsfgNHL7LYUJRdtvCRwKC4HQxlVZRIh4XVSngPqPWLWpe9v_MCf2xqwG_EGvttP2WLIzA3fO/s1600-h/2008_07120214.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233461707791453394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQo5-wZxkZESMFQqULFxePmkUKId6f7K5kYxGbx7wd90Wnnqwwrprv6vlaVnGoTFJ0p-dbmsfgNHL7LYUJRdtvCRwKC4HQxlVZRIh4XVSngPqPWLWpe9v_MCf2xqwG_EGvttP2WLIzA3fO/s320/2008_07120214.JPG" border="0" /></a> My dear friend Ann and I headed out on the road again. We drove the beautiful northwest through Wyoming, Montana, Idaho and Washington. The drive from Missoula to Coeur D'Alene was simply breathtaking. The kids enjoyed seeing bald eagles, antelope and wildflowers along the way. We visited Darawan and Steve in Seattle and stopped to visit Lissie and Nate on the way back. Lissie and Nate don't know that we are going to be setting up tents next year at the cattle ranch in Mattawa, Washington. :-)<br /><div> </div><div>KID FAVORITES</div><div>Malina: Swinging in Dar & Steves picturesque yard, swimming in Pine Lake, hanging out with Alec, Cole and Jada and riding her bike with Ellie on the cattle ranch, riding on the motorcycle with Nate </div><br /><div>Sophia: SWINGING!, finding a snake, playing with Jada, tidepooling at Alki Beach, jumping on the trampoline with Wells, finding geysers at Yellowstone, riding on the motorcycle with Nate</div><br /><div>Eme: running after Cole, Alec and Jada, chasing ducks at Pine Lake, getting a tour in an ambulance at Jazz Night at Pine Lake, seeing cows at the ranch, eating in a kaboose in Bozeman, buffalo in Yellowstone</div></div></div></div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-19205016590041213382008-08-11T20:40:00.006-06:002008-08-11T20:53:24.977-06:00Fourth of July<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0o3SPgCk2alTpquSK4K6JoXxwfV4XQLXdFXWzcqJGM7RdtbxM_fPdMKWnjMYjaMLAGpi2BfT4d5xb6RDtgbhG0zhyphenhyphenlSpAeulBFba1IFSYvvtwzmYfIH0sX6PItuYR1W29usfGFtO9pKf/s1600-h/2008_07040043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233458707216617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0o3SPgCk2alTpquSK4K6JoXxwfV4XQLXdFXWzcqJGM7RdtbxM_fPdMKWnjMYjaMLAGpi2BfT4d5xb6RDtgbhG0zhyphenhyphenlSpAeulBFba1IFSYvvtwzmYfIH0sX6PItuYR1W29usfGFtO9pKf/s320/2008_07040043.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBrMb85fxon_krFLpE1Gn9Oal46n_ehsYDLQ78d0ovt6i3qD0-l4PQixXJdGr7jw17ni5D6S2P-G4Fz-60WKsr9wqj0_o_QJoutsD6Uqx6Vt5XBjEB7j5T2VoyVL2D5BYRiQ2q4NHkswf/s1600-h/2008_07040035.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233458354622347890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtBrMb85fxon_krFLpE1Gn9Oal46n_ehsYDLQ78d0ovt6i3qD0-l4PQixXJdGr7jw17ni5D6S2P-G4Fz-60WKsr9wqj0_o_QJoutsD6Uqx6Vt5XBjEB7j5T2VoyVL2D5BYRiQ2q4NHkswf/s320/2008_07040035.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIiI7vJfcnCA1BJt6P8FMkXGTKuJjVm9wmYecfd2vxPL5CBpfy_pw8KwJxD2lNykYCNMFMO9yMkV2c-y06XBhXVl84PNfapmLJp2OI6e40knN6C_oy5KKZW96H5BEN-N1t79TU-5IJnPne/s1600-h/2008_07040002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233457818779946786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIiI7vJfcnCA1BJt6P8FMkXGTKuJjVm9wmYecfd2vxPL5CBpfy_pw8KwJxD2lNykYCNMFMO9yMkV2c-y06XBhXVl84PNfapmLJp2OI6e40knN6C_oy5KKZW96H5BEN-N1t79TU-5IJnPne/s320/2008_07040002.JPG" border="0" /></a>What a holiday! As a child, I loved Fourth of July. It seems all my favorite attributes have been recreated for our children: swimming, playing games and fireworks. Banks said the day at the pool on Fourth of July is his favorite day all summer. Again, we had a memorable day. Happy Birthday, America!</div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-81827408334025784072008-06-23T20:04:00.011-06:002008-06-23T21:04:22.763-06:00Colorado Mountains<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ENUhn2PRSTn5QH_A7Z5359OZAV1lMGk1L-wZ5_CqZaEsGji4d_JbEue5vloKgsr0IqRFoOvOdIYvZ1NSaIXuJq_cIRlDwSA5Q2DINZfH1tLsq9XMrmqznkI_UdrRlPPpU0di1OXJCCHj/s1600-h/2008_06210050.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215274926436527762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0ENUhn2PRSTn5QH_A7Z5359OZAV1lMGk1L-wZ5_CqZaEsGji4d_JbEue5vloKgsr0IqRFoOvOdIYvZ1NSaIXuJq_cIRlDwSA5Q2DINZfH1tLsq9XMrmqznkI_UdrRlPPpU0di1OXJCCHj/s320/2008_06210050.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">We headed to Copper with our friends Ann and Lawrence for the weekend. We left Eme behind with Papa and Grandma to give some attention to the big ones. It was a fun filled weekend of touring Leadville, spending time at Turquoise Lake, visiting a fish hatchery, girls doing flips on the bungee trampoline (go Sophia who learned first and Malina with her double flips!), go carting, wandering the farmers market in Vail and relaxing with friends. It was a beautiful weekend in every regard.</span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215277101960393058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Y57ZTGCjLV83lE84W6ow4cRPLZ-xIhTNHrAJihksz2scJ2bz4aUJRV2xZb2KKNwh5I5IIjiy_vViQTzg5nhRgE8n3UwZbjOqT21xfh5ycFV5YZEuz6QfEHWo2v0wIbEuQVJIIZfLXymf/s320/2008_06210088.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia (4-years old)</span> <div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Jumping off the diving board!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">She bonds us all.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">The best cook in the kitchen.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Stubborn, persistent, creative and so stinking cute! </span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Eme's (2-years old next month)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Favorite phrase: "Get up. COME!" while he is pushing under your bum and tapping his chest with his hand.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Every vehicle is a fire truck. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Loves to sing A,B,C's, kick balls and hit balls with the tennis racket.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Strong willed, affectionate and endearing!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Malina (6 1/2-years old)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Discovered Magic Tree House books and loves to curl up at the pool reading her books under a tree. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Sports that require balls: tennis, golf and soccer!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Independent, smart and a beauty inside/out!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Banks </span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Outside staining his Maldives dhoni (boat) tree house tonight. Building in progress. Good afterwork therapy!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Resident breakfast chef. He is so sweet to have breakfast waiting for me when I return from boot camp.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Me</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am loving boot camp. I am addicted. I am definitely becoming the healthiest in my life. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Also, I am enjoying the relaxed summer with our children!! Watching the bond between them grow each day is beautiful. When we all sat down for dinner tonight, Malina looked at me and said "Mommy I see you have happy tears." They hadn't fallen from my eyes but she knew I was feeling blessed for everyone sitting at the table.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-61133862811226624732008-06-12T11:12:00.004-06:002008-06-12T11:37:52.528-06:00Kicking my Booty Camp<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SFFe5gKoYxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/c7xxeadyUf8/s1600-h/push+up.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211050585824453394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SFFe5gKoYxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/c7xxeadyUf8/s320/push+up.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have been stupid enough to sign up for Fitness Boot Camp. I am going five days a week from 530-645am in Downtown Denver. The camp lasts FIVE weeks long.<br /><br />I have never been so exhausted in my entire life. I should have known to quit on the first day when we had to do 10 minutes of push ups, 10 minutes of lunges and JUMP ROPE! I am going with two other friends. The first day they said we had 23 hours and 59 minutes to cancel before the next class. OH I thought about it but we never whispered a word to each other. The second day the instruction was to run to the state capital and back. Now that is far!! It is REALLY far to someone who cannot run a block! I had to figure out the distance and it was 4 1/2 miles. Big time for Mrs. Baker!! I have done the army crawl in mud, crab walked in the rain and run further than my body could tolerate.<br /><br />My frig is bare, my family is surviving on breakfast sausages for breakfast, lunch and dinner, Banks has to pull me out of my sports bra each day and I have to nap for hours on end. I remain. I am determined. I perservere. It is mental. These exercise people ARE mental! It is the biggest high I have ever had in my life and I am excited, yet, terrified to see what lays ahead.<br /><br />So Malina I hope you enjoyed your soccer camp and tennis camp. Sophia you have been a trouper helping me cook and entertaining the dozens of kids that come over everyday. Eme, thank heavens that I bought you a Fisher Price Lawn Mower.<br /><br />Time for nap...</div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-46221573211228712512008-05-22T21:55:00.000-06:002008-05-22T22:09:54.781-06:00The last day of my first year back.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SDZDSbpnO3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3cRgcajhiZg/s1600-h/2008_04080081.JPG"><span style="font-size:85%;">Today was my last day of teaching preschool this year. What a joy, trial and absolute rewarding experience. I am teaching 2 1/2 to 3-year olds. They are sweet, innocent, scared, cautious, loving, rambunctious and endearing. I truly had the best group of kids and families this year. A few pictures of my "adopted" family.</span> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203420403412188018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SDZDSbpnO3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/3cRgcajhiZg/s320/2008_04080081.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SDZBqLpnO1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/WH1MUGuGOaA/s1600-h/2008_04080061.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203418612410825554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SDZBqLpnO1I/AAAAAAAAAD0/WH1MUGuGOaA/s320/2008_04080061.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203419789231864674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSegQQ1puqx-PkWOXrbTv1zHkBvbIXDPhgHgJtKQDeLap_X48m8rZOIY8T_TTizfmzHGGlipXBIs9o6tMLCJg5jxzKSEPt8otZtQMm0WqVaoMmOgqfoMOwirYmpVt1iB3Or-j4SQch8xpc/s320/2008_05060034.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-4335749011706847032008-05-22T21:38:00.000-06:002008-05-22T21:52:21.137-06:00Cakes<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRcT-YEwk75ak1uKgJi7MRrq6fMgrjIWtaUKL3Z0TQYWmdK9YwGGSz9uK3Uz36u4SD-5qaKusZJJ4ebO0HfMErFbq5GBKsgejDeOPYneZEg8Nf5AZcIOOUY5IX7Luqww7DtpGcTNrAz4S/s1600-h/2007_10210074.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203413265176541954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRcT-YEwk75ak1uKgJi7MRrq6fMgrjIWtaUKL3Z0TQYWmdK9YwGGSz9uK3Uz36u4SD-5qaKusZJJ4ebO0HfMErFbq5GBKsgejDeOPYneZEg8Nf5AZcIOOUY5IX7Luqww7DtpGcTNrAz4S/s320/2007_10210074.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">Lissie you asked to see more cakes. The kids get to choose the cake and Banks has creative license. Here are a few of them:<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">Malina's 6th Birthday Cake: Pumpkin</span></div></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuyX5Lsd2ZFpxbR2jNwZ6m7zlJ8pAu9wkPAXyTlGEZ2FHS1AHXJEcHP8vLd86N811VVnoEuD9zVKNWQfxxaD-kwVhc82CDsi5ZWBdxwkyHL_pFumA5-8IgyaB5cW4gJkJ8FzCpTtBiGp5/s1600-h/2008_02160072.JPG"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203414575141567266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuyX5Lsd2ZFpxbR2jNwZ6m7zlJ8pAu9wkPAXyTlGEZ2FHS1AHXJEcHP8vLd86N811VVnoEuD9zVKNWQfxxaD-kwVhc82CDsi5ZWBdxwkyHL_pFumA5-8IgyaB5cW4gJkJ8FzCpTtBiGp5/s320/2008_02160072.JPG" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;">Sophia's 4th Birthday Cake: Pixie Hollow Tree</span></div><div><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></div><p><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The trunk was constructed of rice krispy treats with a plywood base.</span> </span></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><div><br /></div><p></p><br /><br /><div><br /></div><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14Ln61JZheqOA2Rp5Z535cot5DqFOU6Wq6bNZPAPh79s_JrVVPD0jy02nyq8IZ3VVb-7XRX5v39c9RaQFLLJw95bTn7_7LDC3v7OPBui-xMWFI8M1zGr31204GXJqvoG4lkIB5H25nkNr/s1600-h/2008_02160023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203415378300451634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14Ln61JZheqOA2Rp5Z535cot5DqFOU6Wq6bNZPAPh79s_JrVVPD0jy02nyq8IZ3VVb-7XRX5v39c9RaQFLLJw95bTn7_7LDC3v7OPBui-xMWFI8M1zGr31204GXJqvoG4lkIB5H25nkNr/s320/2008_02160023.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-13524773322974466282008-05-22T21:12:00.000-06:002008-05-22T21:19:53.804-06:00Sweet Innocent Four-Year Old Love<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNYuPjXURzJbk8oQjnw-ligSH3hcfZ6MPj8inB9ykYELhkDf0XlacA1W7cLmLbRDaQ8yUbKCI9odcy57eadw5l7z2TJboA_CaZrBpxh5q2ZFzK1o-9n26tfzo9fBpTbG831BeoSPJ6cTdh/s1600-h/2008_04080037.JPG"></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlq2mX9RRXxsXgR7hFO5lazb-etXlI2LYCx0FeYXMjU3W17Mt0BsvRZvQswmGYflLrKpw8EmwdkQbdSGCLOHybUcmCz0_eHu9ORfYilir2NNHnd_pocNGcJbz8FwFgvyzwP1yBie-yTx5/s1600-h/2008_02160033.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203406831315532498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlq2mX9RRXxsXgR7hFO5lazb-etXlI2LYCx0FeYXMjU3W17Mt0BsvRZvQswmGYflLrKpw8EmwdkQbdSGCLOHybUcmCz0_eHu9ORfYilir2NNHnd_pocNGcJbz8FwFgvyzwP1yBie-yTx5/s320/2008_02160033.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlq2mX9RRXxsXgR7hFO5lazb-etXlI2LYCx0FeYXMjU3W17Mt0BsvRZvQswmGYflLrKpw8EmwdkQbdSGCLOHybUcmCz0_eHu9ORfYilir2NNHnd_pocNGcJbz8FwFgvyzwP1yBie-yTx5/s1600-h/2008_02160033.JPG"></a> </div>Malina had James. Sophia loves her Noel.<br /><div> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlq2mX9RRXxsXgR7hFO5lazb-etXlI2LYCx0FeYXMjU3W17Mt0BsvRZvQswmGYflLrKpw8EmwdkQbdSGCLOHybUcmCz0_eHu9ORfYilir2NNHnd_pocNGcJbz8FwFgvyzwP1yBie-yTx5/s1600-h/2008_02160033.JPG"></a> </div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlq2mX9RRXxsXgR7hFO5lazb-etXlI2LYCx0FeYXMjU3W17Mt0BsvRZvQswmGYflLrKpw8EmwdkQbdSGCLOHybUcmCz0_eHu9ORfYilir2NNHnd_pocNGcJbz8FwFgvyzwP1yBie-yTx5/s1600-h/2008_02160033.JPG"></a> </div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-43575737738987806732008-05-22T20:20:00.000-06:002008-05-22T21:12:09.630-06:00I like sports...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sFrDOsmA0ZwqkyfYUMCiinpqhOSSnJIKr0xhrasXp95DfDH0ofpCPsWfHnKve4FJPo8Q3xpWzi3ewuoLZyyklm3k7JyhOe7xQS694y2HlCZPQxFyi-70A-9UTi0riGIpw9-CPJS62v2h/s1600-h/2008_05210071.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203397906373491330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6sFrDOsmA0ZwqkyfYUMCiinpqhOSSnJIKr0xhrasXp95DfDH0ofpCPsWfHnKve4FJPo8Q3xpWzi3ewuoLZyyklm3k7JyhOe7xQS694y2HlCZPQxFyi-70A-9UTi0riGIpw9-CPJS62v2h/s320/2008_05210071.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">Malina has decided that she likes sports which entails soccer, tennis and golf. Apparently all other "sports" don'tclassify. The girl has talent. She is incredible coordinated. Now we need to figure out how to get her focused. The girl daydreams. Is it her age or is it her genetic makeup unfortunately picked up from her mom?</span><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203398438949436050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg3krWm-rH5RuBzw8cyc2vMb2M2SAywfjyIkmII54CCiz5Sz8b3wNGiu1lccXnMJRTRHYbGnc35hU0ai3Ay1wJscGiS7VIR6Q8bZUnNVRW-0Wy8X1URahqlUgHSRnKG6cVYKGBIkVto5MV/s320/2008_05060049.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Ok, I love this picture. This girl is Daddy crazy right now and to get the opportunity to have a Mother's Day </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">luncheon with my sweet, dear Sophia touches me. My artist, chef, gymnast and outstanding bug collector is a gem. At the luncheon, I weeped like a baby when she sang songs to me and the below statements were read. </span><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203400255720602274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSRmOnwm8X9hIu3VQxP_r_EEWjo_W9YwgKHrwSOzfH_AxVFOPhEbohHSCejbRijp5eTzNmudYjfaw8xGQK0Xc8T1EpOhoh4ESjegcCKLGhiI3IZyGsgmmGpT3Cvg19TGxbwIr2P5f_b0Ur/s320/2008_05060057.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Eme, oh, Eme. You are a funny guy. You know you have your sisters wrapped around your little fingers...a sweet spot having two older sisters that adore you. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I love your recent request to "Come sit sofa" to read the encylopedia of animals and fish. </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">What would I do without YouTube?? This Baker Family does not have boy videos. Banks and I often search for "Fire trucks + sirens" or "Cows + mooing" or "race cars" or "tiger + growl." This is the only way Banks can rip Eme from his arms in the morning to get a shower. He starts a six minute video on the laptop and he is immersed.</span></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203404821270837954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP-NbyWrHtKg2GxCnknGtJVB3D8wznvLPpLSxHT3TSoKZlfwELic0acdPVnVxyB_7Vut8Kcc92PKt8Ua9MxCQj2AN5kEmI1HzqFGd2T8cliRkVa_m1NS9qRTxfCM4E09ZYU7HCLVPDDRFN/s320/2008_05020005.JPG" border="0" />Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-89432344687129493982008-05-08T20:27:00.000-06:002008-05-08T21:20:43.502-06:00Different Personalities, Same Parents<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD-f91VTv-uTQlYPoOtOOD835iEnJMZV-fGanme9K-09EOLPGz2XT9KV6X48nTmBAIa4YfDVFeNKQGeOOKs7yQ3DhLgfv_gseL627OqHquLPR0qJITOMcsB3xbAIye9RkS-sGLIwTIWuD5/s1600-h/2008_03290223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198212113845751378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD-f91VTv-uTQlYPoOtOOD835iEnJMZV-fGanme9K-09EOLPGz2XT9KV6X48nTmBAIa4YfDVFeNKQGeOOKs7yQ3DhLgfv_gseL627OqHquLPR0qJITOMcsB3xbAIye9RkS-sGLIwTIWuD5/s320/2008_03290223.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">MALINA</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Likes: Sharks, moray eels, science, jump roping, soccer, sugar candies, singing, writing, fish roe sushi, inari, playing in the river, swimming, pogo stick (241 times in a row record), independence, being massaged, Harry Nilsson "Got to Get Up", all the colors in the world, FRIG water</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Dislikes: Being cutoff when speaking (don't blame her), hair brushing, dresses aren't her favorite, getting dressed when she isn't in a hurry (before school in particular)</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">SOPHIA</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Likes: Coloring, painting, drawing, fairies, hugs & kisses, princesses, chocolate, cooking, worms!, jumping, princesses, miso soup, hotdogs with the skin peeled off, hopscotch, rice, being the first one dressed in the morning, being a pleaser, Tchaikovsky Sleeping Beauty Suite, pink, milk, running around in her panties</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Dislikes: Leaving the house without hugs & kisses, having someone else picking out her clothes, sleeping in clothes</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">EME</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Likes: Yellow/Floral Blanket Knit by Grandma, fire trucks, cars, dirt, being outside, yogurt, his sissys, swinging, throwing, sitting in the driver seat of Mommy or Daddys' car, Johnny Cash "Ring of Fire", baths, climbing in bed to snuggle Daddy and Mommy in the morning</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Dislikes: High chairs, putting more than one food on his plate, Daddy leaving, being changed</span>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-79764390992600422392008-05-05T14:12:00.001-06:002008-05-05T14:23:09.589-06:00He has done it again...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY__3LnM7qGnjkr7Qw9M0tPP5K8XZPjUOncOk9OIjkJ2-u-jTzIyUvnFEtg4rCUA6NznD7aHt3Y7-j4mAJ8H5cvDu4pduurnBecFnDxBWBNZz4-lI-pz0T7a4OCUPy1JeBKjYdSepbL4Z_/s1600-h/2008_05020052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196991476697058898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY__3LnM7qGnjkr7Qw9M0tPP5K8XZPjUOncOk9OIjkJ2-u-jTzIyUvnFEtg4rCUA6NznD7aHt3Y7-j4mAJ8H5cvDu4pduurnBecFnDxBWBNZz4-lI-pz0T7a4OCUPy1JeBKjYdSepbL4Z_/s320/2008_05020052.JPG" border="0" /></a> I met this guy in college.<br />We talked about our ambitions, wants and desires.<br />We spent endless hours together working side-by-side.<br />We have beautiful children together.<br />Now, he is a creative genius.<br />Where did his skill for building decks, fences and most importantly CAKES come from?<br />He held back on me for 15-years.<br />Marriage is exciting and always changing.<br />I am loving this creative man of mine...<br />...the PTA mom's are HATING him!<br /><div>(Recent cake made for school cake auction. Tribal mask on museum stand and real feathers. )</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-90660743630233248252008-05-05T13:41:00.000-06:002008-05-05T14:11:53.607-06:00Sweet Sophia<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196987868924530226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUex3SANKL0hyd-H5fMQ9PcihxR-cMX_tnCXR1xNIdy6o9tBxPDGv1HgVAY4PFbpOdZhLer_zFJod06T-uxj1zegYZSbZGOCigC6Pc1n8dr3ntqmUyyfOYGKcjNeOPOSKdisO3-McO7_9h/s320/2008_03290243.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia is the sweetest peanut.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia is always thinking about everyone else. If you ask her if she wants to go on a date night, she says yes but starts to name everyone else in the family that she wants to come too. She doesn't want to leave her sister, brother or Dad out. She has to hug and kiss everyone goodbye when they are leaving or she is going to school. My favorite recently is: she kisses her hand and lays it on your heart at night. Sophia's constant sharing, loving, giving has rubbed off on her sister. I believe this is the beginning of a very influential girl and woman. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia, also, has a bit of the shy bug. If you ask her to talk to a stranger, neighbor or ask her to speak when she isn't ready, she clams up. Sometimes it saddens me because I want everyone to know our sweet, friendly daughter. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">For now, Sophia lays deep in the hearts of Malina, Eme, Banks and myself. She is true gem.</span>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-85498565572774671002008-05-02T13:57:00.000-06:002008-05-02T21:42:24.961-06:00Eme is racking up the bill...<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SBvfEpVCzhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uqZ6jgYlBog/s1600-h/2008_05020066.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195991866008587794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SBvfEpVCzhI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uqZ6jgYlBog/s200/2008_05020066.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Ok, you were right and I was wrong. Boys are much more destructive or should I say curious? My days of leisurely coloring at the table for hours are over. I have decided to keep track of all the "unnecessary" expenses of this destructor. I will present it to my dear son the day we are sitting down at the table discussing how much his 1965 Austin Healey 3000 will cost. I will happily whip out the piece of paper with the expense list:</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>$55 Toilet plugged (Tom's of Maine Toothpaste Tube) April 29th, 2008</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>$50 Time lost - Mom had to have car jumped because you like to spend hours in the front seat of my car playing with the lights. April 30, 2008</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>$325 Labor and Repairs for the black permanent marker on my steering wheel, ceiling upholstery, leather car seats, windows, rear view mirror, etc April 27, 2008</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>All of this happened in a three day span. The beginning...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-75676706041041248122008-04-27T21:31:00.000-06:002008-04-27T21:49:25.330-06:00Goodnight Kids!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SBVH8pVCzgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/O2gxneq7Duc/s1600-h/2008_03290186.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194136852453576194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UZNBJXWVMUM/SBVH8pVCzgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/O2gxneq7Duc/s320/2008_03290186.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:times new roman;">As the kids layed down tonight, I heard the girls saying to each other, </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia "Malina, I love you more than the whole world." </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Me to Malina "Please answer her." </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Malina stated "I am trying to think of what I love her more than. I love lots of things. Sophia, I love you more than Valentine's Day." </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Sophia "I love you more than Santa." </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I left them to sort out how much they love each other. As I left, </span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Eme chimed in "Luv eeewww."</span>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8341951929835043127.post-32183732696537338882008-04-27T20:31:00.000-06:002008-04-27T21:13:48.254-06:00Joining the other side<span style="font-family:times new roman;">I have joined the world of blogging to the persistance of my friend, Becky. Thanks, Becky!</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am most interested in writing down all the incredible, insanely fabulous times with my children and husband. I want to document the memories since my memory is already shot at my age of 35. </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I am not a scrapbooker. I am a throw in a box'er. I figure I will sort it out when the kids are old and I am desparately missing their beautiful, messy faces. I can see myself now...sobbing on the floor of the garage remembering singing "Ring of Fire" while Eme yells "AGAIN, AGAIN!"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">So here it goes...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Dear Malina, Sophia and Emerson:</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">This is the beginning of my documentation of your life and what you mean to me. You are my blessing yesterday, today, tomorrow and every day going forward. I have the utmost respect for you, as you grow each day.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">I truly do have the best children in the world, only a Mom could know.</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I love you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;">Mommy</span><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"></span>Jennifer Bakerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07593189359534561351noreply@blogger.com1