tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34206752716118515722024-03-05T18:43:44.217-07:00Happy Harrison Familysteph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-26008711611597466752010-05-23T14:15:00.033-06:002010-06-26T20:03:00.704-06:00San Diego trip!On May 02, 2010 we went to Phoenix Arizona so we could catch the plane the next day and go to San Diego. The original plan was that we would leave home on Monday morning and drive straight to the airport and catch our flight. We made sure to book a later flight just for this plan, but last minute we decided that we would go into work really early on Sunday morning and than leave to Phoenix and stay at Geniel's (Miles' sister) house. We worked till about noon, packed up the car and headed out. We made really good time. I can't remember what time it was when we arrived in Phoenix, but it was still light outside. After stopping at Geneil's house, we went out to eat. We just grabbed something fast at Panda Express and than we went to Dave & Busters to play. Miley loved to ride the car like game/rides and she loved to play basketball.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484923063590201154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI-BcoUvEC21hqjw6A8LqaDCW2f49ZDSfQC86AX3UPzL_SKxRilD7PCBXUI4M2bV958woVE-DSI2LV-bPcj7SARAB7DM1poSEcHOCNeqwytNU8NRorYOesqXvuV7asueZgumHCj_t7NAo/s320/DSCN1971.JPG" />The next morning we went and ate Breakfast at Butterfield's. (So yummy) We than went shopping for a while. Before we knew it, it was time to head to the airport. Talk about major stress! None of us knew what we were doing. The last time I flew it was in high school. Miles hasn't flown in forever, and Mike flew last year with his Grandparents, but didn't remember anything! So we had no idea where to park. We drove around in circles for what seemed like forever. We had anyone and everyone on the phone trying to get information. I was on the Internet on my phone trying to find out where to park. At that point I wasn't concerned with how much the parking was going to cost, I would have paid anything. Than one of Miles' sisters sent Miles a text telling us where the economy parking was and since time was getting away from us we better just park there. We were really close so once we got that text it was within 5 minutes and we were parked. We still had plenty of time, but I honestly felt like on Home Alone 2 where the family is running to catch the plane. We checked our bags, got our boarding passes and age verified Miley. We didn't buy Miley a ticket since she was under 2 we choice to have her fly as a lap child. We than proceeded to security, they checked our boarding passes and ID, and than tried to tell me I still needed to get Miley a boarding pass. I wanted to kill them. I told the old man that I already did, the lady that gave us our boarding passes used Miley's birth certificate and printed her a boarding pass. Another worker had to tell the dumb man that her boarding pass was stapled to mine. At this point I was so irritated. So once we got to security, we took off our shoes, put all our stuff in the buckets and headed through the medal detector thing. Somehow Miles and Miley got separated from me and they were ahead of me. Anyway, Miley got scared walking through the medal detector and she turned around, started crying and ran back to me. I felt so bad for her. I was so irritated with the whole situation, this was all new to her and she had no idea what we were doing. They let me carry her through, thankfully because at this point she is terrified and didn't want to walk. We got our shoes and belongings and found where we were going to board and sat down and finally relaxed. We had about 45 minutes (maybe longer, can't remember) till we would board. When we were boarding the plane, the lady taking the boarding passes told us that it was not going to be a full flight so Miley could have her own seat. That was so nice. I sat by the window and Miley sat between Miles and I. Mike sat behind us. I was really worried that take off would hurt Miley's ears, so I brought a bottle for her and lots of fruit snacks to chew on. It was taking forever for us to take off. Someone announced that they were just waiting on something and it shouldn't be much longer, but it seemed like forever, because Miley wouldn't stop crying. We hadn't even taken off yet and she was really upset. A nice lady that sat on the other side of us, started talking to her and that calmed her down. We finally started moving, and after going down the big runway thing we finally started heading to the sky. Miley did great the whole time. I don't think the air pressure bugged her one bit at all. We kept Miley occupied with her fruit snakes and peanuts that they handed out. The flight was really quick. I think it was just over an hour. After we landed we went and got our luggage, and headed to the car rental place. We had made plans with Hertz to rent a full size car, but they didn't have a full size car when we got there so they gave us a van for the same price. I was actually very glad for that because I was worried about getting all our stuff in a car. We stayed at Days Hotel. Thankfully we brought our Tom Tom GPS so we found the motel right away (and every where else we went). I had Miles find an In & Out and bring food back to the room for us. We had a long day so we went to bed after eating.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div> </div><div>The next day we went to Sea World! Sea World was so much fun. Miley was able to meet Elmo and Zoe! Miley loves Elmo. Miley and I went on Elmo's flying fish ride a number of times. We both enjoyed that. We went and saw Shamu's show twice. During the show they would have you do hand motions to get Shamu to splash, and Miley really got into that. Sea World was not busy at all, which made it so nice.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484924408051706642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPwWHEDOIHuTyspFeayaXLHLIHmymXjR3AskTv9k3gIrDHL53QZUNcmSsA7b-23v162_ijuKSzf29zZOAMIQSXD_vEOFZem0Tg5s1Wb1lqaMS1ACfeT4RCyq6C_gExVz0ALb6sa6HlHVY/s320/DSCN1979.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484923732444461234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM9qJDooog0LhkKxmqmT_vIEUKPUax08-jRf4uvS-6WcoWucaxz0PGt1BH18ODPlO4o5wRmlDpwU2CQOv-UJ2VhSgXdOm-7GXYQl17kA-mGD5su9iv_WihhZ5WYC0hlWLdoxAdYi6UUHg/s320/DSCN1975.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484926029965728002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTJPhcb3m0B2EQcw0cXzKjlGwke4GvUNm_AsnOK9-KMu0uei_vyfO52zaV8QnpcHEvzaYjzXYT5nEsemMr1QukiUmUEXCEp1D38GuB5sh-4RU_JrGgwTNN5uljwbrFYQRS5qM0tR_XRZY/s320/DSCN1988.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484925071076520546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C7XYFsWemML-FSm-iYsclixrsdgGUDMwXGg0YU1z8ay46Kiv2vGVB9ChldNMTXLGNo9V_quHVNGq6KdMAX3QY-mwS_dsl77EooghxtCZQKt4ydGRh2tiHMkCJWJbvrmbfGMJT2BFA94/s320/DSCN1986.JPG" />The next day we went to Disneyland! Disneyland was busy, but not as busy as it was when we went last year. Miley loves Winnie the Pooh, so we thought it would be great for Miley to meet Pooh. Well, she hated it. She didn't want anything to do with him or his friends, Tigger and Eeyore. I'm thinking she was just really tired, because she is shy, but she didn't have problems meeting Elmo or Zoe the day before. We took Miley on the Pooh ride, she wasn't too sure of it at times and I would have to hold her closer. That was another sign she wasn't having a great morning, because she has liked all the other rides. The wait for the rides were so nice. Some rides we waited less than 5 minutes, and others no longer than 20 minutes. We took Miley on the train, the carousel, It's a Small World, the Pooh ride, and the Dumbo ride. Miles took her on the Dumbo flying elephant ride and I think that was probably her favorite. I went on Space Mountain, which I wasn't able to do last year because the line was too long. This year, I bet we only waited 10 minutes. After other rides, snacking, eating lunch and lots of walking we watched Celebrate : A Street Party. We saw it last year, but it was fun, we wanted to see it again. Since it wasn't the busy season, the park closed at 8:00 pm. After doing some shopping in Downtown Disney, we headed back to our car. We were going to eat dinner at Downtown Disney, but the tram like thing that would take us to our car only ran for an hour after the park closed so we had dinner at Denny's. Miley was so tired, I held her and she slept all through dinner. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484927782641784690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf71byVBJcI4NplF062W5Vl1aT9MhWeds1_z5H65V9Ns-ewdUkeKuZ7vbjTgeg6uGXy58y4Lb-8Iatb8j9YRoerbAE-YaS99rLsWylpZ0ZRgBJ4k9laIZrZLm4WsKcYxNjcRTVcHOT2Bs/s320/DSCN2026.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484926734919972562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCKMHIChyphenhyphenRbf9OOGlw3nzW-2vqbsKG4_EKlUIhBBG6p4bC-y_2nNGvVC-FaknUxcRsubCgVKX1Cim3_U_xJF8dPIVFJqTk_vKJ52kyIBfyi1f7BAbqWY5lkdUapxVsLPyn6S7WymbXJ-8/s320/DSCN2022.JPG" /></div><div>The next day we went to Lego Land! When we first got into the park they have people that take your picture. I just kept walking but the man was taking Miles and Miley's picture, but Miley didn't want her picture taken so she is sitting in her stroller with her shirt pulled up over her head. It was so funny. I'm sad now that I didn't take a picture of that or go and buy the picture they took. I think Miley really enjoyed Lego Land. Lego Land seems to be more for the little kids, so I'm glad we had Miley with us to enjoy it more. Miley was tall enough to ride a good amount of the rides there. Miles took Miley on a boat ride, where you actually have to steer the boat down the water trail. Anyway, Miley was getting so mad that she couldn't steer the whole time. Miles would have grab the steering wheel to put them back on track and that made Miley so mad. I wanted to take Miley on that ride again, since it looked so fun, but after seeing that she didn't want any help, we didn't go on it again. There was another ride that we all had a ton of fun on. We were in a fire truck like thing and it was a race against other people. We had to race our fire truck to the other side of the track, and get out and spray water into a fake burning building and than race back. We missed 1st place my 1 second. We would have took 1st, but we only had one hose shooting water and the other teams were able to get both hoses to work. It was so much fun. Miley also went on a flying airplane ride and a train ride. She also loved playing with legos they had in the playgrounds. They also have a water play ground and she loved that. She got soaked! When we went into the gift shop, Miley started grabbing all kinds of Lego sets and putting them in the bottom of our stroller. I honestly don't even know why we brought the stroller anywhere. Miley hated riding in it, she wanted to walk. And that is what she would tell us when we put her in the stroller and after she would through a huge fit, she would point to the ground and say "walk". After we went to Lego Land we went to Mission beach and met Sharla and Ben there. It was dark and kind of cold so we didn't stay long but than we went back to the motel and went swimming.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484928863291956386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2BEhkYsQBWtyL5h_q1wqM2C8Yh6Igh_HRENWbUJwbgRDdsCdY6TkJlSN7DoHG6wWFppuvVV9kFWb-p0qdxL7mw4hvRzn5eeHcRUoX295cK_KLAwRsyFZZ-vmJKh_N3IgAnJcC8zD0l_I/s320/DSCN2049.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484930143757633266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiAygSrOdCBWv4OhlYDTbxrlV8YdDV17R82DQlwweZysVghFpuE0mBFdCi6GkLDeOkHKBF8_77yrCSAhQZNYhKmWcgzgIS_dVoOYkel7FpAur4QwzEUI0-1smTbmHx8BvAbdq2kwCTbQU/s320/DSCN2056.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484930854916686402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxzIHU8PW36tVS2K5s60Hk82pQPGBJNMO46fwBEq5IDabbm_ReYoLLwOmVeGGL4kWTYYUnqH3CQP8T8RxwMg5du1xoI1YyXd1zB28zXopD2V_AhW1RqO-QtLUT0_kuilUE7gYzGunNfE0/s320/DSCN2069.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484931687014366578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5jAa2NyT-6OU55sTEAYC4jho70SJLCzY_MNH2BiRhPM5zZihdBfh3FMyvvRPcTeYGzYBESDpoBfUMnpk01IdDl8HLmf6lKWKXnm_8OMX0rHUiaTKh4c53JhXPQoiq6X7Y64etwWip-wc/s320/DSCN2077.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484932458315696258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimDfmZFbJ1x2igVQf77GxCVBRRrTLvYqgikWcdMKd7SyvLZ7tHr_VCgCBqqnHK0gl6xSThBw1L6QEBicTp5yu0D_22sZFnhHAxuZDVCnQjB2Ch_8sDPZmf674NtZqQGX9gQQF4S0yw-MQ/s320/DSCN2080.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484934085040552482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN6Xg2TINQKxkwSkJNWNrpYtiYkokhMHKaUNVJdf9DH_IOLfSnF4ZW5HtKyAInYqJ-z9pYymEpRwxGezbaW12si8OdvWvUY22DIfsp2rPcOuY7wO0l__3hKVW6jPknf6eUXMBuxgWthuY/s320/DSCN2090.JPG" />The next day we went to the San Diego Zoo. The Zoo is huge! We spent the whole day there, that they were open and still didn't get to see the whole place. We saw the panda bears, which I was so excited about. I have always loved panda bears, but have never seen them in person, so that was exciting for me. There was also a petting zoo, which Miley really enjoyed. We all had a lot of fun and we all did a lot of walking at the zoo. Later that night we wanted to eat something really yummy. We were sick of eating amusement park and fast food, so we went to Anthony's Fish Grotto. It was right by the ocean. The view was so pretty and the food was so good. I had fresh salmon. We than went back to the motel to go swimming. While Miles and Mike usually headed to the hot tub, Miley and I would play in the pool. Once the sun went down, it was actually really cool outside, but if we kept moving in the water, it didn't get too cold. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484976382509298450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtN8eN-AODOs4J15USWxvG7hRPOelBlajH5NXTAQgPkBlvZHzc1KU3oreWoL6GKfS99icueFnpP5qWt66rAaHTEnwZhZIx-hnNohQln8M2_akKmSKlNQBiif11QxOPed89sN6m66r8YQ/s320/DSCN2128.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484980224208445458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieryg5Tfv9FloJY9fW_j2-fPGUJNTE6uJZhCoszkeh2Zwu3fQ1tWYdc2ObcJ_BHw07hYvwtHCYjzM99yoA1Ksy9_USO7-1Lqr8viGAU7bYb0fMbu551VvvuKdj-0wZwScBI0rTCorbsaI/s320/DSCN2125.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487206327276497026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4d9QqWTP3wPzpy3frxyNl7eNtx2V0TyEaeZcGas63uD-B9PI0IqXwNBtwO7XuJ2JrFaChyphenhyphenYa2iyV2dlN8Jh5TfuOqEfvGdH6vfpf99uw_EKSTI-5hA1SWgiZZGMYFNsy80O1b9BKEnlo/s320/DSCN2144.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487207438230923842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5OOeoNkV2bYTkjZsOWCMjbkrBBK8g3ByZkr5LZoI6i0SwKL0qc23V2VZ2LnzMTQTnNH_96kxDxeVpvMiTeVqR5ERfm9ts1kpbpOTrKzUoT8Bk9UPmny2BY3OUOEGoVR7BUWOcAkDMZsA/s320/DSCN2152.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487209722633268418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEickm-CKn0mJ-y3RgtcOb3aPvGfK1TCq5LFLcwd555w1Fs2NPc5kLYngLXF_MBO3nHNyUYDN6esmuCKIe0ix3duHeJt3p2BPPbzSC3y2n3Mwi_t_fBIUENsDQ0mjYJW7BTbiUW_OTEBRfo/s320/DSCN2172.JPG" />The next day was Sharla's wedding. She got married in the San Diego Temple. Before we headed to the temple we drove across the Coronado Bridge. The view was beautiful. Miley ended up getting a cold so she wasn't feeling that great that day. Once we got to the temple we all hung out and waited for Sharla and Ben to come out of the Temple. It was fun hanging out with almost all of the family. Miley had so much fun running around with her cousins. Once Sharla and Ben came out we all took lots of pictures and all had fun being with each other. For dinner we all ate at Barbarella. It was really yummy. Our table was being so loud. I'm amazed they didn't kick us out, even though we had outside seating. We were having so much fun and we just couldn't stop laughing. After dinner we went to the beach which was really close to the restaurant. While at the beach, Miles and I asked Steve and Lisa one question, we turn around and Miley is not at our side. Before I start to freak out, I look a little farther and she is running down the beach chasing a seagull. It was so cute. Miley loved playing in the sand. We didn't stay long because it was getting dark and I wanted to go back to the motel and start packing so we would be ready in the morning to head home. :( <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487210705522001362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMLYahszbxKqQmDKgXHisfAz6QG9HrEI7V8cRJgha2-sbQBEIpmhX2lwqKw82B082nn_Mf0nSew1iHW7lBJIpr3afQiG_UThjmop5rypqOT2cvTPXG_ZTAjWKVIoX5XluVaeBn-khm6D8/s320/DSCN2186.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487262961424162530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2LHvpXcTHh-XLyRL5RUk8kY4bcFi1IlFL-2WsRiyVPRwivYTkXvq9PmQRK0I48xEqcS5Lbvq2J5Po4v63k6fCngTRqZRBrGr6XyXWf2vHh6Fkui4MGIt0mH4hEr0ku6mxNFXEOWKjzIQ/s320/DSCN2226.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487212111185961666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6DBHFSi73Zjm6i0zcmDnqAaaRu9orbo5_MKhO-xPYIxdjgVAjn5PWU7cI9X3ekYWGVksgh23DTfkJ5S8F-Hh02gILpYYhUKoJ7VQJhkNQxQWOiKU3hGKUWeIVn7LH0k1FDaUKUXlPdGc/s320/DSCN2220.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487263919208444946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEKGFWUjsFWD8Wh3AH4DYwnfLtYzqtf4YUtikHUIpFM8UneH_4JAC7ZjD-8E5Gu39VBTidylgF_eb5tvJhiJznJRy41e4miU8UhwC15rVRhGhQftN1RnJLDk7iimyKWvuRnQdIkde0-hE/s320/DSCN2231.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487213155148717202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVsD2mAmV6WuGMb3Z_1lh4Z9b4w9obc0puAeS_IVhAd4rrrTDyJVpXEMhKOueYME7hbMR84e742WQBMicDpZzqE03O_kzwEP0WhstOWdSZkwuDmNicltsqmsFQUwrikAhmHc_zfMTNsk8/s320/DSCN2302.JPG" />The next day we loaded up all our stuff and headed back to the airport. It went so smooth on the way back. We dropped off our rental van. And the shuttle took us to the airport and we had plenty of time left before our departure. The morning before I check us into our flight via my cell phone so we had pretty good boarding passes. After eating breakfast at the airport, getting our boarding passes printed and going through security, we still had over a hour to hang out and wait. Miley liked to look out the window and watch the other planes take off. Once we were finally able to load the plane, Miles told me that the man that took our stroller said it wasn't going to be a full flight so again Miley was able to have her own seat. I'm glad she didn't have to sit on my lap. I wouldn't have minded, because that's what I was planning anyway, but it was nice the way it ended up. After take off, it wasn't too long before Miley fell asleep. We had to wake her when we landed back in Phoenix. It was Mother's Day, so for my Mother's Day lunch we ate at Joe's Crab Shack in Phoenix and we did a little shopping before heading home. That was the longest drive. After being in a plane for such a sort time and getting somewhere fast, it made the drive worse, but we could have drove the whole way and that would have been worse. Miley gets car sick a lot so a while ago we bought her Sea Bands. Which our little wrist bands that work by acupuncture and they must have worked because she didn't get sick once while in the car on our trip. We finally got home around midnight. It was so nice to sleep in our own bed, but it wasn't nice to have to wake up early the next morning to go to work. Our vacation was so much fun. I'm so glad we were able to go and do everything we did. I can't wait to go back. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-14782720597972203712010-05-15T14:27:00.009-06:002010-05-16T10:39:19.609-06:00Easter 2010The Saturday before Easter we got up early and headed to the park for the Easter egg hunt. It was really cold, but that didn't stop Miley from having a great time. When we first got there Miley was so excited to see all the eggs. Miley called them "balls". When it was finally time to run and collect the eggs, Miley knew right away what to do. She really enjoyed it. I was hoping she would at least get two eggs, but she got eleven. She was also very proud of her eggs.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602922258478850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWgWfqoz180xLGwibJ8oNJ6UnMXmykko_XowvRpGc5WdE-sw4LnSaJ42W35C9Mqk12xB4b1X97CBw5k6tiG0JuU0LNN1Oj8_fto9gcocsCMe78F0wS42q1N0wGiyRnK3IRK_1OsBkKIE/s320/DSC_0543.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471889873969386466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_rjQqKN-rP3GYn4xeWWSk-rME892y-PR5dRapOz0Ulhc5SMfr9xWHDptCdSr_TiNmEpcZynpi0Ba_qOgrbDDhqC6IY1yBo5U18Mz6P3pxflMTiEm2cmcTIJW7eekxRZ1HtTbr2VqypyA/s320/DSC_0569.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471602926466441906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwnGbaaIXlmhmAmGUJnx1QmNhyphenhyphenOuoiTcKJP5TO6HOIHIishMHx1m4UcIZ9qjZ-xCN5HxaQ5Ej1MmzQ1e38iXTXIcBkotryDa6Uc3LDHijHt8Qe9NECJavDC75gjnGpfEgnaC_Ziu8ChU8/s320/DSC_0559.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471890638416778946" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6FCrJV94LjYfxKG00ZrJe-0OF-1JXMdBIjcwo-MNtO4_6FPcfJIr0OzJuR2Q6W2lF-ZBEw_vbDdPM2AOupGI3muiFqhehyphenhyphen_ZowK4-fsb-X1Rr3S0-9lhn3EEk_piQ-LgOYUhjMGWThmY/s320/DSC_0570.JPG" />Later that day we went to Comb Wash and had our annual Harrison cook out. The weather was better so it felt pretty good. We enjoyed lots of yummy food. We had chicken, dutch oven potatoes, salads, bread, etc. It was really good. We also had a egg hunt for the kids. Miley already had practice from earlier so she was a pro. Again, she knew right away what to do. It was cute watching her play with her cousins. She also loves the outdoors so she was having a great time.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471891990336107538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXbB3_JNmK7s7Ov6zKPzDNq8iSLh1Bizzi60qT19yDGKxvX-ALUPLIj-PkrK0YjN_PXRSrLCRpfYlc3aEZ1JuKU2gwtMVcxf0tVnMpj8J3aJxlJLSF5U24xOax84wRR0aldc2VIwZU9eQ/s320/DSC_0592.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471894168490209746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYvNdu0QCoow1y264rohoRjFSs3HD1gAMsJlMHDcABnA8VcBvw8bcGvBryAty-J-fh-TC4lP6wsr3TIR2iMnqx64GALU_Zd1TrWJcbAJVAnGVgozXfmIRP9h17bLHDqULZzXui8iTPhQk/s320/DSC_0615.JPG" /> Sunday morning, Miley woke up and found what the Easter Bunny had brought her. I think she was very happy with what she got. She stayed behind the couch (where the Easter Bunny left her basket) and played with it all.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471896836843609730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy8Uix6sL2hVIBR1Cl-IE3CUL1TRsWSrkdUQtNiFut801lgAf76xRLKAUFB8OoxC3qhUS1e1FHJfh5T9u6wIcx3g33TU0zOdxlJX8V7xiGiVSg5JBl6nugXSdMdBFVA3Ij6dlQZlo6ggI/s320/DSC_0619.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471900250111472322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHv-iovdtW63GscpUL1P4D9FWlyTTE_uwV-XYfSUV0EV15uodd8Y2sX28nq2eLAxG7NPUipkj9pNj0sSbnZQhYJQHrW1OZ4Bym_DgG2HzLX35BtIBWWNlYGK_D-Erg9s5-g59k8ismOU/s320/DSC_0644.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471896842338680994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EW3Ns221pZBmySj1xsADWNrKVyklL63JRRkjNVqMwtK4ak0XqImDxaRKUm_hwIu10M2frJ1j7vdwQ8eOunAM-6cfppxFXPLcE9a7f2yCPxsyKKuurGf_J3iVouIf17dKm-VUQJIIeB4/s320/DSC_0624.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471896848922486050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidT25CowxltlXroxOZt-o5-T43ce3OZWH8gIxgamSDxJdNJLcQc9wNKuvTPd_i3enJHb2xeznnlC_SMtKRZEMoRZWDna7P4pBesMe0zOPD5TBETkudQ9tJwDUHyQWabXU8GbvRqPEV1aI/s320/DSC_0633.JPG" /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Later that day we met my parents at there house in Monticello and my Mom gave Miley her Hannah Montana Easter basket full of fun. When than went to Mancos, CO to eat our annual brunch at the Millwood Junction Restaurant. This is our third year going there. Again, it was very good. Before heading home we stopped at Wal-Mart in Cortez and picked up a few things. When we got back to my parent's house we had sub sandwiches before heading home. It was a great Easter. I love spending the weekend with family! I love spending anytime with family. </div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471900269037838818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYI3UWbLEJv0-nFKkqrUgyVXeOYEV4PkzgJhWYxNWDwwvARvPoS_QG1is6jQs5Gz129RcWDORmy91uwMxy6AUdGN87p4i0E_uX-cXyHmzE7pfB28kyaRn4XWLeK4eHY5TvAZFeE4r2Xh8/s320/DSC_0659.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471900263776119906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmnHKNkwQ1EUH0-drteaPqklH6pLs_tMExB64M6Y_FACdPDM6ImfCkiLBADxE8sGuOKUhm0IGX3rNE39hBbagy6c0ivb048ohMhsq9LMNCzfWbCQZk9MwfQSvxDGr0yIDY7VMPqdIh94/s320/DSC_0648.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-30521869651189239032010-04-05T19:53:00.006-06:002010-04-05T20:12:26.710-06:00St. Patrick's Day 2010We all managed to wear green on St. Patrick's Day! Other than that, we didn't do anything too special. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456839005915880450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcUY9g0B5Yu4OhgMZ_zQwhP9-5FBwvfZYs57A8XmG5LKaBi1ATqEIOXFN7A5fxMBxsAoL7PNzA7RY7uO3yxMOBTJ92uwGpg2vadqnVbGRJMlVOFG9YjROqJuQms7x_YLTPUPHhEPQRWac/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456838998207582338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfZmX6OrGhVp4e8ChK8qspEYu3RmjaeeRItH-fM5pskJJkZYBX1idCBViMvVYJw26Oz2ykzCfbhdz5SwQUTEI1mHAdJ9tXChJQIcXFsBWaL8wB19zFQ0cJ_mXFJ7aSZ1GQxuRUxywjy-o/s320/DSC_0530.JPG" /><br /><div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"> Kiss me, I'm Irish!</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456841309415948930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBswZpQ-uFMaC5BI_f9nLniqeF5q1JgAyeUXmHcxe8PhKWWmrWJ57pZWbM3OIrWKNYLSR1drcRlhYvQsgvlyWAkhKT-bY-6jubX_zD5m3M_9Je5Jp7oN8o9mfgupdvwIqOp4ZbSa9IxDU/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456839902456387010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5LUfvm8JcgRAHkXfuvgQowlhiTSmXBrNBwCa6HeXK1pXQUQhOWyGR6NxXArXFv3zAavgmnGS9fBIeQ9_k5s8HHugS_4kTh-G-nd6SE-x_-lqnf1f8FEZ4d5-zpron6JUKi79eIBHtNd4/s320/DSC_0541.JPG" /></span></strong></div></div></div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-16311802583790282212010-02-18T07:41:00.004-07:002010-02-18T07:58:04.300-07:00Miley is in love......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONzPpcyyXm_Bio4H3v6JoceSUBLqajs2xoEl_yOJ50BIKZG_hNGXAXfryHyKylYoTdL5xAnhN8bM5bNbE9HfYk60IqTGbuNnNnqQtUlJ0u3UAVAEKMFmEIEPNB2P2VRheoW-gIM5lHV0/s1600-h/mum06.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439597216674964514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONzPpcyyXm_Bio4H3v6JoceSUBLqajs2xoEl_yOJ50BIKZG_hNGXAXfryHyKylYoTdL5xAnhN8bM5bNbE9HfYk60IqTGbuNnNnqQtUlJ0u3UAVAEKMFmEIEPNB2P2VRheoW-gIM5lHV0/s320/mum06.gif" /></a> with a MUMMY! For Miles' birthday we went to Farmington to eat at Red Lobster. My mom came down to our house to watch Miley. While she was watching her they watched Wizards of Waverly Place on the Disney channel. One of the episodes had a mummy in it. At first Miley wasn't too sure about the mummy. My mom said she would cover her eyes with her hands and watch thought her fingers. My mom had to keep on rewinding it so she could see it over and over and over again. She than became obsessed. Now days that's all she thinks about. She goes to bed wanting the mummy and she wakes up wanting to see the mummy. We have the two episodes with the mummy on it recorded on our DVR. She calls the mummy "meeee". But lately she has been saying "memmmeeee" while she points to the TV. One night while we were all trying to go to sleep, Miley keep insisting to see the "meeee", but we kept telling her that the mummy went to bed. Finally she went to sleep, but first thing in the morning she looks at me and says "meeeee" and without laying there for a couple minutes like we usually do to wake ourselves up she was out of bed running to the living room, pointing at the TV calling for her mummy. She has also tried to see the mummy at 5:00 am when Miles was getting ready for work, but I told her "no" and thankfully she went back to sleep. There is no way I could get out of bed that early for the "memmmmeeee".<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439597327978044258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhp4eVE4SUpp4A9VaXXGeqrSeYv-XCHWagQNUfxWcOhv6gCt3IolIONNRlGhdmHn95OE8OpleP6u-YpsiYIA_mMb-dZOstwHPu8ADVYqoJa-1tGCi3hu7ASXga_Zr5ZssHN4LGIDlyJFjU/s320/mummy.gif" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-70769604924436676672010-02-10T17:31:00.004-07:002010-02-10T17:59:20.668-07:00Super Bowl 44Sunday, February 07, was the Super Bowl. It was the Indianapolis Colts vs. New Orleans Saints. Miles favorite team is the Indianapolis Colts. I had my parents over for the game and Miles had a couple of friends over. We had so much food. We also had our very own cheerleader. We bought Miley a cheer outfit when we found out the Colts were going to the Super Bowl. The Saints ended up winning the game. (31 - 17) <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436781376212170994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwdLpAhyphenhyphenJ-rvgBqKC4zjADrHlcGjrELY-ZVWPjsthFfJCCWUY0BsBMAnzTkTAsL5rmffZM946-yeXPQlEIKRztyPKPZmJqypHMgjghOOjC5jTzpPVYxjWloCHsKRyjgQiynezjVW7MQVM/s320/DSC_0516.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436783894814836434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijz2i6iQPg_MRhNkuYBPeyVfBGkk-j21hkEBeGDaJDfb1FzmntF7oSP0f13WmRvLwSepf5Q9_du5bh2yyGn8D9DKd3jHppApP9pA1ajk-fwMsUyb2SglhJsbePmYQEMiqaKEyp2mVeVoo/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436781370047023506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVGbmQtRLflWMTjCqueBot_9UfdaDF4ebmKI4Q83uKhgtg3x3Ufl44DMZGFzvONU5G4bha62g_F-YfmypAUkxbQwYfWRdZn606IGzMxJVZUOYHyD8Cw547O0oAyrTw98axSfnWPDYKD0/s320/DSC_0513.JPG" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-66400313561936837152010-01-04T20:40:00.002-07:002010-01-05T17:22:27.681-07:00Christmas 2009We had such a good Christmas this year, like every year. I love the Christmas season. This year I made a ginger bread Snoopy dog house. It was a lot of fun. My mom and Miley watched me make it. I wanted to make fudge, but I didn't get to it. Maybe next year. Christmas Eve we went to my parents house and stayed the night. We played Uno Flash. I wanted to play all night but Miley couldn't play and I felt bad for leaving her out. Even thought she had so much fun following Grandpa around yelling 'Steve'. We ate ham and funeral potatoes for dinner with shrimp and other yummy snacks. We unwrapped our pajamas and we went to bed shortly after. We were all very tired. Christmas morning we ate breakfast before we opened presents. That is like a first, but my mom and I were really hungry and Miles and Miley were still sleeping so we knew we had time to make it so we could hurry and eat when they woke up. We had our traditional breakfast casserole and monkey bread. So yummy. After we ate we opened presents. There was a ton. I'm sure glad Santa found us at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Miley had fun handing out presents. I think she enjoyed that more than opening them. That afternoon we went to Miles' parent's house for turkey dinner and to open our presents. Most of Miles' family was down so it was a lot of fun to see everyone. The day after Christmas we went to Farmington to have Christmas with my sister. We also did a little after Christmas shopping but not much since everyone was so good to us in the present department. It is so fun to watch Miley and Crew play together. And I loving visiting my sister. We had fun. <br /><br /><div><div>Miley's gift list (from us, family & Santa)- </div><div><br />Barbie Power Wheels four wheeler</div><div>Little Tikes big slide</div><div>Princess rocking pony</div><div>Big brown bear</div><div>Big My Little Pony stuffed animal</div><div>Cabbage Patch baby</div><div>Fisher Price pink corn popper</div><div>Pink Magna Doodle<br />Fisher Price pink little snoopy<br />Hannah Montana camera</div><div>Hannah Montana guitar</div><div>Mega Blocks</div><div>Fisher Price Peek a Boo Blocks</div><div>Fisher Price pink chatter phone<br />Disney Princess ball pit play yard</div><div>Big Fur Real Cat</div><div>Little Fur Real puppy</div><div>Shape ball</div><div>Fisher Price baby</div><div>Mickey Mouse stuffed animal</div><div>Build a Bear bear </div><div>Nala stuffed animal</div><div>Snow boots and winter boots</div><div>Busy Ball Popper</div><div>Lots of clothes</div><div>Webkins Unicorn stuffed animal</div><div>Shining Stars Unicorn stuffed animal</div><div>Little Tikes Basketball hoop</div><div>Ball set (Basketball, Soccer Ball & Football)<br />Books<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206228568696242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZzEWVwts6-csG_ZC1w3iTwUeQeFsu3_XzZbWkQI7T42RZtFy7-puJkBPhbNPDldv-NnNhQycKWMpDnyjGoRJ1T3NQt5GlMG6zv5oLa97vjet9bqvBTGvTw-LV22zLL5wpkKg_YBxwwvo/s320/DSC_0479.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206224827439874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5aGYcHWhvt5gwmASyCwH9M-O62g_q4-I4XsGb-zOJ8a17T77gTz0puxLmqEoq8yoZDVkJSPiTg4J6AcNUIOIKsZRIDMhRNQcSXg0_o48gzb1g7IOvUWNYtx69PbDmYV1fterC6GfiNNk/s320/DSC_0492.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422198258694274322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXeZq1Cs5Z4RVs5FMS_cz4v7Yh2zUxRSLlRBR9g_u1IjPAYyKVZjU6-Fyl44iPxmRvvtjZxBAjsseYK3E3QMoq6h4R86MRl78gXk0Rp2mq8KFUDJ7VS8HFrFf2pGLvGoTJuZiZWsnP_Mc/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422198272253606658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNIPA6sw17WkLBRxBskIjEQM17d1u37zzBs7gdxU_0P532Vge53y3u-U9G4HuTkGbU4zNUX9QFoDPeu-n8WV79rORZyKr_QRkjbLN5_kwz8to5obkITpLciAcx81FwhBA0I4slV4I-8jQ/s320/DSC_0468.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422188186194735810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJBO2zDI_lzeUqfw8N2JGuERzgx6eHnqM_RpIoyeVlzrCToy9qrt4O46U_X5Glc_2A2pmdmdH6vg_rACY7fk9zXJYsQvbr05wcSf1aigGuHC3EOFfCBiYXr0bcloPkcHu_wWa2FJ6qWA/s320/DSC_0447.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422188180858802802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFTwVjQTsjO2gsgK58iuA4cWuvSpKgTyPKEclVoWeQPDCXnuy_94r997PGDOyt_ML3rVgxDclLkMo9RLl13fjx8kOQb9qEsGxVt_SY04x1UNuLuYnen8GZlo1f4lb8QKFxFsN_a6GApLg/s320/DSC_0416.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422206222664183042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaoZko814IPh135pWUyBYLYmgoxQV0NIYLRFDce0OfVnGc2OiJcUZ57kEiyhss29lItcWSFDLAE_042FVD9Buj81k9rfvZNydZbpIo_albAM6Wm2SdD6H77OhuXpRSnHW7vxzsJgvjr4o/s320/DSC_0499.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422198260586060514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0McJSMXeLDSiEFffO7RiCsDAqEwAqo-avU-lRshhBYWaBe6ACNUk3vecIWl8yBprOeZKqv7k3KhTRZf7TeustyE6S2rNYEl96t7xQ_zOobQkYxqUh2tP0JqCD-R03H3Vh6yWE9T6SSpc/s320/DSC_0459.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422188190093086738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvTN3JyJE3yS3q0kCNQKcLustHq8Ba9jZorAuoNJxmJVvjNQtp3iIARWoRXMci8-2glkDgfdWS3ayOJI0KaaUEinGrASsVMfHzL1BYv9k5gECZqhc4ubWfVhcT_sCacOcvbjmDFapIwjY/s320/DSC_0419.JPG" /></div><div></div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-2259671985179221262009-12-19T21:03:00.000-07:002009-12-19T21:16:45.874-07:00Thanksgiving WeekendWe had a great Thanksgiving. Miles had to go to work for a couple of hours early in the morning, and Miley and I watched the parade. I think she really enjoyed seeing the big balloons on t.v. In the afternoon we went to Farmington and ate Thanksgiving dinner at Jessie's house. It was real yummy. We stayed two nights at Super 8 in Bloomfield, thanks to Jessie and Grant. They are awesome. It is so fun to go and see them and Miley loves playing with Crew.<br /><div>We all got up really early on Black Friday. Miles made it out for the 4 am opening at Sears, than he headed over to Target at 5 am. My mom and I made it to the 5 am opening of the sale at Wal-Mart. Miley stayed at the motel asleep while my dad came into our room and watched her. It was so crazy at Wal-Mart. Every year I think it gets busier and busier. It took me forever to get to the toys. Toys are located at the back of the store, and I ended up just standing there waiting to move because there was too many people and I couldn't get my cart around anyone or anything. I almost ditched the cart, but I'm glad I didn't because there is no way I would have been able to carry everything. It ended up being a long day since I didn't have a nap, but it was fun. We got most of our Christmas shopping done. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417167233489799858" 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/AVvXsEgyQP3H0XB6p49DJFMbJbk4K7TtnaC5bSPhAuNWfeCJb2wZaKjhEtAEIuhk2w-lV1lrNKqHx-cSGIzi6l8LGH9yz3J5MIwSFcn69hsQirgQzwL939pwqhdu0IGyaKElADyYqsgq8GvhtK8/s320/DSC01456.JPG" border="0" /></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-51069410901272291412009-12-19T11:13:00.003-07:002009-12-19T11:16:29.392-07:00I love to eat at Red Lobster!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Jeuo7qf4P8kaiE42tL_qdRjCCUt6JcAUUllsFBvr2S2P0G6OVUJldG9L0lO0GCgSKVPtHXrEWjTGIubU9FjqAJ2ExUMJWnpHkBH8jsDXjBpmV9rhut-GXEbah8z7YsqGyANTjsIgdJo/s1600-h/Miley+-+red+lobster.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417012446487276850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Jeuo7qf4P8kaiE42tL_qdRjCCUt6JcAUUllsFBvr2S2P0G6OVUJldG9L0lO0GCgSKVPtHXrEWjTGIubU9FjqAJ2ExUMJWnpHkBH8jsDXjBpmV9rhut-GXEbah8z7YsqGyANTjsIgdJo/s320/Miley+-+red+lobster.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3u7lF9qAH0VvQJ5KSN4w7CA7lifaLVsdzvoTISjPtYC6uGQdxRrRIrkosPlcrxRrUef8_Q9r1Qm0mMCqsf27xfG36gdLaQVqRAoPpr45Al2qh5aC9Tig-gyZjJCVbedTxdEaQf9VH52k/s1600-h/Miley+-+ketchup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417012442190933522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3u7lF9qAH0VvQJ5KSN4w7CA7lifaLVsdzvoTISjPtYC6uGQdxRrRIrkosPlcrxRrUef8_Q9r1Qm0mMCqsf27xfG36gdLaQVqRAoPpr45Al2qh5aC9Tig-gyZjJCVbedTxdEaQf9VH52k/s320/Miley+-+ketchup.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_T4-x1-_E2ZDBbrdhduwr1VFtacOZmHIoyWZL81b9IL2rgbQYTm3Qr_e0s_4xbWaXp14vk4weBAiA4HhzpzWGAxPshRZ7ZhpV-5VAQCuV6S004Ev1s4HMleESpClgAulym4q-_OUp5zU/s1600-h/Miley+-+Fry.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417012435702134946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_T4-x1-_E2ZDBbrdhduwr1VFtacOZmHIoyWZL81b9IL2rgbQYTm3Qr_e0s_4xbWaXp14vk4weBAiA4HhzpzWGAxPshRZ7ZhpV-5VAQCuV6S004Ev1s4HMleESpClgAulym4q-_OUp5zU/s320/Miley+-+Fry.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-4709135995015361342009-12-19T10:51:00.001-07:002009-12-19T10:51:44.298-07:00Which one is Miley?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWctD0HZ6F4NpHQFoCBiOFdBM6GkZ7PQac0jX4Jc5l4yRfkeMZZ2m7vK4Wtwdl-V12pW1KE5FGj8N13FQXQHv6N4teMpLmxRpPr-67qc4jtTNIijpdQoL9EllvRMB6XShYspNUnr4MMc/s1600-h/1212091503a-704299.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnWctD0HZ6F4NpHQFoCBiOFdBM6GkZ7PQac0jX4Jc5l4yRfkeMZZ2m7vK4Wtwdl-V12pW1KE5FGj8N13FQXQHv6N4teMpLmxRpPr-67qc4jtTNIijpdQoL9EllvRMB6XShYspNUnr4MMc/s320/1212091503a-704299.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417006477859540594" /></a></p><SPAN style='FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; FONT-WEIGHT:Normal;'></SPAN>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-19464180609053198992009-11-16T19:32:00.003-07:002009-11-16T19:45:10.162-07:00School PictureWe took Miley to the school a while back to get her picture taken. I'm glad that they let anyone get there picture taken even if they aren't in school yet.<br /><div>Miley ended up holding a rattle that they had there. When she first sat down on the chair, she was shy and she wouldn't take her hands out of her mouth. But when they gave her that rattle to hold she was happy. I was afraid it would be more obvious than it is. </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897856355072018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF91tx_UzGURHVPRrjRq4a42AofEOeAaSn8kJB8W9JGkXhuL0MFCN7hPPs83S6m3cjr_dkS8b9j0RYLltmRyBhn2tnTwUjdRBhH1ftBctVp8YPrqlnhNKWx4DLX9FtjkjxQnimF_jWYOo/s320/11-16-2009+7%3B25%3B38+PM.JPG" border="0" /></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-16968190618940107602009-11-04T19:30:00.001-07:002009-11-04T19:30:00.283-07:00Hogle ZooOn October 23 my mom, my dad, my aunt Kathy, Miley and I went to the Hogle Zoo! It has been so long since I've been to the zoo and Miley loves animals so I was so excited to go. We had a lot of fun looking at all the animals and riding the carousel. The weather was perfect and there wasn't very many people there so I didn't even get people rage. It was very nice. I tried to take pictures but my camera was being dumb so I made sure my parents both took pictures and I got copies. Before I bought Miley a souvenir I wanted to see what animal Miley liked best. Her favorite was the penguins. She was excited to see the penguins she even did her happy feet dance in her stroller. So of course I got her a penguin stuffed animal. She didn't really like the orangutans, but she didn't mind the gorilla. That's what scared me. It was huge! I asked my mom if it was real. It's not the first time I've ever seen a gorilla, but it was really close to the glass and I wasn't sure. It was kind of scary. My favorite animal at the zoo was the baby elephant. It was so cute! At first when we arrived to the elephants there was only one huge elephant and I knew there was supposed to be a baby, so I asked my mom where the baby was and she told me that the huge elephant we were looking at was probably the baby. I didn't know so I was kind of disappointed because he wasn't as cute as babies should be. Again....he was huge! Than we started to walk away and out of some huge garage like door comes other huge elephant and a cute little elephant. I was so excited that the baby elephant was small and so cute! We also went on the train ride, which we all really enjoyed. Also, Miley made a friend. While we were looking at the animals in a bulding her and another little girl around her age kept running around playing with each other. It was really cute. It was a fun day at the zoo! <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400432549734270738" 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/AVvXsEg3C2E8A74PCgz69M1RW4I6984W8ccJfIOBFcAwRD6zLCxnXYa-OQ0Wt1PoT0mVds_rmVqUF3wBnDzoqHHJY_vAm2q0E2lQP7SoVvi6ddi63AwAUO5DM1oAu1i2TzFQrs7cg0CQKO0Ke9k/s320/IMG_0414.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400435018931100098" 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/AVvXsEgJ4-FMCdnq3fcFdJnSByIlkQt51CVfCHZ0IkiGFBsgPSp91x2_eodpES7rmyVVeOHzHnWNRbUY_C7koSOlYEP8E4gYGoIFW2j9y0DEFqH7uzKQce9f6T_F23cPOj7mS19T9Z6YPMzUWj8/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400432546861386946" 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/AVvXsEgLJBSB1DoRRQmRDgtErFr6MAdZLuV0WQf-j8MnW0iR1LGzBv5TvNxI_7eiAhNi4mlorw5KImgCDapP2dEUCkKZghgQqZ523qpoeqBe6JDfPJDXeicW1keaxLuxKLaSC_9Gf8IPb-XzHrs/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400435030826906418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3M_wR0EKgjKLocPBOA_Zz4UCGoeAzgwCIigJA6xu0ch_1DBC8fHEUMSMIe4JdrTZi-M6gnMXva1rSQgMHz7hDBb8q5PIbq6GVdVhM2LOQpNvxvBmdtP6Kh0FWanF3RprMgXlRg7EhicY/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400439037064683938" 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/AVvXsEi19kNYJWwqkTtV1l4FXRcl-ZXZ_Iv4cEuQRp9KUGDuSN11WFeyxTeyYwoTL7v0Y0DkyDeSkiFsFKJSB5iM0w1tX0DagDF83y491PsJB2ccmtWpjh9htKNcAhfi7SJy7qcn09LiDXQiWOU/s320/IMG_0492.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400440227299927410" 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/AVvXsEhJu7IEzc-JZA0BA-k8TetwIBXbN_-Orjk8Os1KDYedUhxTh7t9EU72S1oSQQfwRCHdIV9ZDxEv3T2JQAVcjaqMkEFMsk_oHVsGwYE90TivvdbTiV_m-HmxVIaEDGsVP5MqiOegkCGi3Tw/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-9057085189785556092009-11-01T14:25:00.000-07:002009-11-01T14:26:40.163-07:00Happy HalloweenFor Halloween this year, Miley was a bumble bee. We carved a pumpkin real fast before breakfast since the last pumpkin we carved a couple weeks ago was too old and it didn't' even look like a pumpkin anymore. Than we got ready for the Halloween carnival. When we first got there Miley noticed every one's balloons and she really wanted one. We got her two balloons but she still wanted more. She also had a lot of fun at the ball toss. Her favorite thing these days are balls. She has also learned how to say 'ball'. We got Miley's picture take at Sandra Dawn's Photography in the afternoon. Earlier in the week we got her pictures taken at Kiddy Kandids, so she had two Halloween costume pictures this year. After we got Miley's picture taken my mom and I made sugar cookies. Miles had a football game to go to so he was gone for a good part of the afternoon. The San Juan Broncos did win there game. :) For dinner we had taco soup. It is our tradition to have taco soup on Halloween night. After dinner Miles and I took Miley out trick or treating while my mom stayed at our house and handed out candy. I think Miley had a lot of fun. We just took Miley to family and some friend's houses. Miley did end up getting a good amount of candy. The day went by really fast and it was a lot of fun. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399180452291090866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBVOhQDzXeuOaGBqxrhBK3DYH219gjhSjm9taFSQIAthEB9sxQmRiDi1x7QIc5erCX29colVhUQHYM3s0fBDRdsmAISHtrCZiyOczqSo7eo-h5g9V0lNzacs5YuMpe4O421bohL9tXvJc/s320/10-31-2009+4%3B55%3B08+PM.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399180440931655314" 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/AVvXsEgqQrUJL_TJjycLcbM9CKRpb8ExrpE-hI5uMm6e2e11MVcyGJIxa_wzoo3w1J9zJXgvjcNrV2ZGnku_dAH289AimLL7fIHHboxcILCyir54Y9lffQRC6YqVNrQ8NCimDnMD4c1X55lgNDQ/s320/10-27-2009+4%3B36%3B07+PM.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399180444209941666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJv2cwZyPlddXWuYJor7pmW3j4DWB2gpKL7IuyTFq6lcbQFZoFJkAwGTSO9t0Do1z8yIIcc5Sy7cT8-x0I0VPDku0aLXdFFuELrFhrKBBL9ZUWWRx5EwhqG4lVyZ3iYzeC1E_Imc_niag/s320/10-27-2009+4%3B36%3B13+PM.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399249411151080946" 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/AVvXsEgOqm23wlGKW4QRuXf8iOpYAmnNouyFf9Ep-q_voGsAUPmIzf09BRTKTfRTQ3l3TDiiszIhg_E8e8aFt8T-MTifMsVoOeHT-O6-MfpzsqTKWZ7NJ6DT7tGf3duE1VJ5AeOyqDh7BirgsE8/s320/DSC01322.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399249419543764162" 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/AVvXsEjTtNX8w-ZzUvopAXBVoPx9fopaiBD8gnqXfVVH6ArWXyDxGkp3HHUzrWXxHCSHhkLxkwuIvQH4kX-ojbupSNGPfvP9LrDAaPK-SxhCTygiyj75ive-1Sbe_ZTUg7wbLxjzFtQRB65-kVY/s320/DSC01430.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-62344041571533497292009-10-09T16:18:00.002-06:002009-10-09T16:32:33.611-06:00Happy Friday!I love lazy Friday afternoons. I get off work early and I'm able to spend the rest of the weekend with Miley and Miles (when he is not away at football). I love it. Last week my dad took some pictures of Miley. I think they turned out really good. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390731565455433842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ySzWhcBdiWPS30r7WHN_BJFIKywi4tXUHNLgHdwxrnJqBB-WF5vzOjZl9CSMwr6KzNmul5ra3KcYMaysxkNPJqFj_NCDDtq5_3Kxnzk0MpDQYoDahRcBABbHWbVDdnBcznHZpVrgkVg/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390731559934056514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYLfSLK7aYUBsAqfnrtb-YHLqlSqjHgsTmaXA67CaAEk2LPpbauGLdfOdTatYmFrVhQcmpEn6DshelbDjbp_d3jQjRvDXgD67hpVTGEymCGGnxaNSSSLCxWeq1LMjE274mH_a7ojXUqcg/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390731551545639522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5B8haOPj6AFhncAF3TJNViYDCRqIMnOgm4Wf5Lf2htyKEShQaUIhcbz5taq56uQ9Q7Mme_s6t6q-I2bmUS-WFbHrMPjWqEJ4lD7zN4gaoNqPKHBtqQbIkE7cpFfdRtIH5UZWLYTG1AmI/s320/Copy+of+DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-84277483289568070572009-10-04T18:43:00.000-06:002009-10-04T18:43:55.414-06:00Party AnimalMiley is a party animal. She loves parties. On the September 19 we went to Keilan's 1st birthday and on September 26 we went to Crew's 1st birthday party. We all had so much fun. Miley enjoyed running around and she loves being outside. Miley also had so much fun playing with the other kids. At Crew's party, Miley had so much fun playing in the bounce house. I was thinking about having a bounce house for Miley's second birthday and after seeing how much fun she had in it, it makes me want to get one even more. Miley also had so much fun playing in the rock fountain. It is a good thing we brought extra pair of clothes because she got all wet. After a party, Miley sleeps in the next day till about 9:30 am. I love sleeping in. I love that she had so much fun that she had to catch up on her sleep and let mommy and daddy catch up on sleep also. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388907650644167090" 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/AVvXsEjMVmZoHvDWEYPuMdTmWd5VRddXqB7H7OX0Ts_Z5Pft1UtkbAub_ZbhpHATfyK0uRGaK1o-1yDeM3KQNaJl-o7dPlPkQMm8RcGCVdYYWHjfjlMRLEvUFhAI08PHMgH60fqH_uxw8z4B7Yo/s320/DSC01292.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388907658210211554" 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/AVvXsEjCrp8lOvC3veFTqt30EjAzxO_sdHFRFPA4Iqiy_GbMkdBbgHaqENhh8a3_AcMEW_xYtcS6_CsQrYcP7CrgvKfVpZJy8LoVvMZPOunbvJbbNSaExEJNr7AT69eX8dy1_1YQYLQiCt40ZGs/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388909230799796146" 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/AVvXsEhyRGAIaljPt2gPGPWzwEcqaHogcgdi69tksabBiYzoEatsR_kS49cRpFAV9je6WStbiKBq4CEm4PtR_vY-6dKQyvNC9MiZaaq9T-rVrU2ym_lYPJ9uuXQjrO9InGU573fRX-zf-c93HsA/s320/DSC01296.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388909237970769474" 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/AVvXsEjnRmm7824iXtEw8v7zjpMfuyf8mlaxjhD0tQ7E54qplMa5A-6CXMKOm1yxWbRFk4pP-PCuR6al1xMpurm0bvi4efGw6paYaAMgNGvP3DnohhjKD72HOv-KalNAsLl_ywDj8fsbEjzgMb4/s320/DSC01300.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388909244876846962" 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/AVvXsEjB5rxwYF9mnAcvU1df3nxQVuEaaZpbzognMW93Mc1DyY8GF2CGNfvFXp_nkCY0P3YYG7C3RfJNAW8WA3nrNCY2ep5X5N_U6ybjz95mmoT5E7_ruUkc2v3IMn7NeQSuvCUiPeu1WCsC-zE/s320/DSC01302.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-51124374339070616782009-10-04T18:27:00.000-06:002009-10-04T18:27:44.934-06:00I'm a book worm!Lately I've been really into reading. I just finished Marley and Me by John Grogan and My Sister's Keeper by Jodi Picoult . Both very good books. They are both made into a major motion picture. I do own the Marley and Me DVD, but after reading both books and both being sad, I don't know if I want to watch the movies and be sad again. I am glad I read them. I enjoyed them a lot and it was hard to put them down.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388905115218617906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXuGzGw85kLyQ8-LkIT4-ymxHphTNMypP-uAGxWJjMwm1Ze6dMSU4ED47WQ9Ta9y-8I26m-SdWAopjF24l7AzPS-eS2nzKEFqgSiBEoIfhkO4Rcgucs5q4PbIVSwpKgR7JO-mJkHZiIMY/s320/Marley%2520and%2520Me.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388905118688227586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHpskj-Tq_P_iMJ2eVTUae9rLEBj5vgaloJlejs_bL739mAZGEr_nasxug9X5YsGPkw6VJdlYo3T0QhwkEmwr5uAK-0dRQXn0swrSbD9I4jIC5KVyIeLGJUynkCjyGQjRgjxypEyYnK_0/s320/my_sisters_keeper.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>Now it is October and Halloween is around the corner so I'm going to be reading scary books. I'm so excited. I hope I get scared. Lately it doesn't take much to scare me. I'll be watching Ghost Hunters before bed and when it is over, I'll be too scared to go to bed by myself. When I was younger I can't remember of a scary movie that actually scared me so now it is kind of fun being easily scared. </div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-12598462769890090492009-09-17T18:15:00.004-06:002009-09-18T10:30:39.771-06:00Miley is 15 months oldMiley is 15 months old today. She is getting so big. In honor of her 15th month old birthday I will post a picture of my miss independent little child. My sister in law Sharla took this picture. I love this picture! It shows she wants to be a big girl and feed herself. Too bad it has to be such a messy process. We love you Miley!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382596596526972626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt7iyJI-wGh4EKlnm8V3b7DMru375KTDNiHdPadvCnhRJWKsUr62M3gOufzGWxnCEMK9e7ZUqn41xT1HX56-76RC8WO4PNYFqPCUZE3YFtiSOJMpp0nvecovc0FVcxYdi1ncyrO5wc32E/s320/MileyColtonSept09_006%5B1%5D.jpg" /><br /><p>A little about what Miley has been up to these days.</p><p>She doesn't walk....she runs. She is always running. </p><p>She goes to football practice with her dad everyday till I pick her up. She loves it! I think she is a little too young to be watching the football players but what can I say, she has so much fun.</p><p>She loved watching Big Brother on TV with us. I think she enjoyed watching it more than she enjoys Hannah Montana. </p><p>Miley is so smart, she amazes me everyday. She is obsessed with the TV remote, phones, cell phones, anything that is electronic. We gave her one of our old TV remotes that doesn't have batteries in it. She doesn't want to play with that, she wants the one that actually makes the TV do something when she pushes the buttons. </p><p>We love her so much!!!</p><p></p>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-86582092905534440662009-09-09T17:32:00.005-06:002009-09-09T17:53:27.777-06:00Gathering WoodLast Saturday we went up to the mountain to help gather wood with Miles side of the family. A couple of his sisters and his brother came down for the weekend. It was fun to see everyone and be together and enjoy each others company. Miley and I weren't much help. We pretty much just stood around and watched. Miley had so much fun. She loves to be outside. She had a really runny noise that day and I was scared she wouldn't feel up to going out but she didn't let a runny nose stop her from having fun. After they got the trucks full of wood we ate. Yum! We had fried chicken, salad, bread, chips and rice crispy treats. Miley also went on her first four wheeler ride. It was a good day. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379617263523966866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5gMEWNkag3KlmTJKJJhwyYSBgD8LdS6iTSRrXGOZ1e06uzSqQPLfr8NWSKDOuTksg5koKHcg-ClmUM3GKLtxw6RXLdHyFLqnclh6miPKeNPT7XBgWKMfoAj_5vsh1fndhBxgaVLVjN0Q/s320/DSCN1904.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379618909449902850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3-32SGAwVKxssGZTu2pmdH5nAxZot4Bc3_Pv4-nV509XKQKZcZLMtiSaZsA5Jchd6ZgdiDu5OAlidMByt6c7A6KnuE7RhuElOF1p1bKdUlGVS7LH-NmVlWVAIJQN7-xfQ88GMX0ZZgL4/s320/DSCN1902.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379618920831018386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxa49rxLmbJiN-3BDAR7MNMijeb_D9iPmXTYBXZQvsXCNYHhq5APKPWk4xs1GLNxlCnl7uqhscdE7DrLhC5F667OO8QvOBgq6xKwI0oxgdbNU1BG4yYgdBOQVrqFWF8Vc5XCq47syF2Lw/s320/DSCN1903.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379619777999111602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH9G9LHqZQesbZV1VIxVUIXar8UbxdjTy0kAfJtxvBvcjL5nF0zXdoVVGcC_VLIDqepL-skattpJv6bbrUL9GLOGPsf8wOM1UkPlZbT9YFByDIrnR8uoZyYt9X8YpRxPcGbhhDHKRLjQQ/s320/DSCN1905.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379619785681941106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMuBloXHnnrBVsCz8SgwOn8S8_jbaspOZIdV5xbjKZ-1XEGR1k-mnH5Dg5VbIgKyL7AtgT1m_q0vsmdqFUBc3_jidwvOV7NxWDcYvzvgB4HkREI4wA9lzdUl6DnjFxLRnrEMTJsOBLoSk/s320/DSCN1908.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-28762878340156249902009-08-25T19:18:00.006-06:002009-08-26T08:38:46.330-06:00Tasty Tuesday - Sweet Pork SaladA couple of Sundays ago we made Sweet Pork Salad, a copy cat recipe for Cafe Rio or Costa Vida pork salad I found on the Internet. It turned out so good. We couldn't decide if we liked it better. It really did taste just like the ones you get at the restaurant.<br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><em>Sweet Pork</em></div><br /><div>Ingredients:</div><br /><div>1 (3-5 lb.) sirloin or boneless pork loin roast</div><br /><div>1 cup medium or hot salsa</div><br /><div>1 cup packed brown sugar</div><br /><div>some coke</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Method:</div><br /><div>Place ingredients in slow cooker. Cover and cook on low heat for 8-10 hours. Shred pork before serving.</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><em>Cilantro-Lime Rice</em></div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Ingredients:</div><br /><div>1 cup uncooked converted white rice (we used brown)</div><br /><div>1 teaspoon butter</div><br /><div>2 cloves garlic, minced</div><br /><div>1 teaspoon grated lime peel (zest)</div><br /><div>1 can chicken broth</div><br /><div>1/4 cup water</div><br /><div>2 Tablespoons freshly squeezed lime juice</div><br /><div>2 teaspoons sugar</div><div> </div><div>3 Tablespoons freshly chopped cilantro</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Method:</div><div> </div><div>In a saucepan combine rice, butter, garlic, lime zest, chicken broth and water Bring to a boil. Cover and cook 15-20 minutes, or until rice is tender. Remove from heat. In a small bowl, combine lime juice, sugar, and cilantro. Pour over hot cooked rice. Serve warm.</div><br /><br /><div></div><div><em>Creamy Tomatillo Salad Dressing</em></div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Ingredients:</div><br /><br /><div></div>1 envelope Ranch Salad dressing<br /><div> </div><div>6 tomatillos, (we used canned)</div><br /><div>1 clove garlic, minced</div><br /><div>Juice from 2 freshly squeezed limes</div><br /><div>1/4 cup freshly chopped cilantro</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Method:</div><br /><br /><div></div><div>Make Ranch salad dressing as instructed. Combine all ingredients in a blender. Blend until smooth. Pour over pork and rice in a salad.</div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374280893913797090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqna-i8J19tHZ7uwM0SR7pcS2G56COkASp1w-uCkw-UBIE-Q7CM5mv1dnH22q3jAk1eUdqie-9iNJ4IDjC_m6R0DRoRkmEs2pZwr9ghwpghfg9TOsjfk_VhyYoPhTGlANOOm9hlBCu2nI/s320/DSCN1874.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-32696059056445701072009-08-06T18:00:00.001-06:002009-08-06T18:00:04.849-06:00No more monkeys jumping on the bed.We finally got Miley out of our bed. I didn't really mind her sleeping with us. She was real wiggly but our bed is big enough it wasn't too bad. We had to move her because we didn't like the fact that all of a sudden she started falling off the bed. She fell off the bed once while she was sleeping and a number of other times while she was playing on the bed. It was really scary. One time she went head first.<br /><div><div>We didn't move her far. We didn't even move her back to her crib. (She hates her crib) Why did we even buy one? She moved to the floor by our bed. She sleeps on her crib mattress. </div><div>I wasn't sure if she was going to like that. I was afraid we would have to take the frame off our bed and just have our mattress on the floor, but Miley has been doing really good on her "new" bed. Sometimes I wake up and find half her body on the floor and the other half on her mattress. This morning, she was all the way off her mattress and just sleeping on the floor. I thought that was sad so I had Miles move her back on the mattress before he went to work. She even knows that is her new bed (for now anyways). The other day she had her blanket in the living room, I told her to take her blanket back to her bed and she went right to her mattress and dropped it off. I want to get her a Disney Princess toddler bed, but I'll probably have to wait a while, at least until she can stay on the mattress.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367004029835221938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNT6CS6aMY6JvbyrpaXzmDKbA574aibBQv5KjW5pVi11M0NaYbj1h8QcrTSdD4YOlt3c6IThv3cvXS_6gzrRDIlPMoRcxL2zLJaiOmqHaawzdrtC33CKMIWtwS2MiqQI5vvHImjpVdz4/s320/DSCN1867.JPG" border="0" /></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367004033982497378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgUs6BoqZrmDnqtg43g-vOrAhqjStZEBcxOju_bPbhUhuXK4AgzstKcoyJvJqE-7UkRtkRaULRNYbMrsCIHTgepm_kyS-Wa-leKhtKOChjgLz95jr7t7FzvC_uM1lYkj1P-S5sIrbuBuw/s320/DSCN1868.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-82428047860420799002009-07-31T14:21:00.004-06:002009-07-31T14:25:54.840-06:00I'm bring home a baby bumble bee.....OUCH it stung me! Miley was stung by a bee the other day. How sad it that? I haven't even ever been stung by a bee. (Knock on wood) At least we know she isn't allergic. That would be really bad. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjeuYA0IMW_GHj1UX3mMHX4QooHtRqic6k95BDGh4a_PqFjnmPPE5etH1vdbr5vLOUGSV9PVXmLJkmZ1RnZXzAJggZzzYGYB5I6it-3Jc21buRvmSGGdFEU4nEkv9HvbOXN78qIRb07Q/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364722594338285410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQjeuYA0IMW_GHj1UX3mMHX4QooHtRqic6k95BDGh4a_PqFjnmPPE5etH1vdbr5vLOUGSV9PVXmLJkmZ1RnZXzAJggZzzYGYB5I6it-3Jc21buRvmSGGdFEU4nEkv9HvbOXN78qIRb07Q/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-63645692476453787612009-07-26T15:39:00.007-06:002009-07-27T17:26:15.835-06:00Pioneer Day 2009Miles, Miley and I went to Monticello Friday night to stay at my parents house for the weekend. Friday night we went to the ball park to eat. The scouts were doing a fund raiser dinner. We had BBQ beef sandwiches, baked beans, chips and a drink. After eating we took Miley to the play ground to play and swing. She was having so much fun. While we were there some kids with a little puppy came by. Miley loved that. The puppy would jump on her but she didn't mind. She was having so much fun. She loved petting the puppy and chasing it. Saturday we went to the parade. Miley loves parades. She has so much fun watching everything and collecting candy. After picking up candy at the 4th of July parade and Pioneer Day parade, she is now a pro. She would actually chase the candy down and hold as many as her little hands could hold before she would unload her candy with us. After the parade we went to the park to eat. I had Mexican food. It was really yummy. At the food booths Miley was really tired but she didn't want to lean back because she didn't want to miss out on anything so she ended up falling asleep leaned forward on the tray on the stroller. It was so cute. At the food booths they had hermit crabs and baby frogs for sale. I wanted to get Miley one....but she is too little. I'll just have to get her something like that when she gets older. We ate dinner at my parents house. It was so good. We had chicken and onion kobos, ribs, sage beans, crab salad, potato salad and strawberry short cake. We all ate till we couldn't eat no more. After dinner we went back to the ball parks to get ready to watch the fire works. Miley had so much fun running all over the place. She will not stay put. We all took turns following her all over. She ran over to a blanket with a bunch of little girls and they shared there crackers with her. It was so cute. She is not afraid of anyone or anything when she is out running free. She even tried to steal someones water bottle. She loved the fireworks. She would make noises and point at them. Towards the end she was getting mad because she didn't want to sit down anymore, she wanted to run around. We all had such a great time. Saturday night my parents were so kind to sleep in the guest room and let us sleep in there room. Miley is so wiggly that its hard to sleep on anything but a king size bed. Thank you Mom and Dad. We all had a great time!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363283438439169890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOVHo3w7ivgBt5Cvx2NcOhxC9okonCagKI9XhnWx1WHA-EPXsxX0wQIazOe_hHSkZEvNZSiYv_nfD-BlXefC1BlMGpm398RoUW5m4w0vW2i6JW5lP-zC_kI0bWeIDggFj_lVr9ZGSxYn0/s320/DSCN1861.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363283795720888242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilBq_FCPC2JdxIW3gambFyTRTCAim05NX1IPKsj14yO-b7YmVmX3w0JY3C71o4TfztHAYMWUAVehW9Lh14nw5tAGxeRf8gJhy-_295Ikkk0cbb8bjKyEMedjmucaZppLocpPKbaUPCeJM/s320/DSCN1864.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363284348402571186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUwJi2-uEcgv84ghEwSazgHgRy_aL3YHd_Gs29G8q5cS2ivvUoR6tX5trQSIKXKh70Qdpv8YqeAZny0GyHGpZ90JFHTLm5MaiJ8zrlyh3_O2_W-bPehd0ZTDp2ARdpLfsjD6ciWE5N_k/s320/DSCN1859.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363285064543636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbRsoVg_RSJkewPmUqb1oMx9x9DsaIqDJ2orJmXsVfN0E6QppjUdGjKx0uhI1ePzAFfxcloNKleVDvB0BY0qLG9GomDaCWNjdOLNnJMvdGmhN_89JtXOr_PRimNgZXg8cnz3iB2wGyYg/s320/DSCN1866.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-14383910662573952392009-07-19T08:55:00.003-06:002009-07-19T13:02:36.699-06:00Fun at the Pool!Last night my mom, my dad a I took Miley swimming. She loved it! I think she thought we all got in a giant bathtub with her. It was so much fun. We love swimming!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360248585238589682" 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/AVvXsEggf3SQJWJiNsotPsBkaCfMj7EFriJVzbw_2HbThk6hLGfmoau7_d6ygZDTnx8J_mVoFiLp9-Ss65dYPrTQ-ZGjrZDV6EKef1Sz3UnTMe4KrflDdLaWVg4O4AG8pSlrKxGPMwuMmNX0MZs/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360246983507918850" 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/AVvXsEh5kKv7ju2Y_cxfGST7ZbXiZDwnchg6So1nL1yjgN_mco6PjKQS0kBfcNfYzNjfr2n0RNjgzFq9QSQHQabQfgb8PWvNw2rxk-ptpbH5Fb1bGslpxgIaJEI4KKFI2iD9mg7IFwu87xlf-Pg/s320/IMG_0395.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360248581387296450" 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/AVvXsEi9foLIxX-thdutDn26Pv0ipZtPg7SYBIsvdmyRdQa9ZmCl1okCR6_OB5uJGeilKoXxyLV3UUMv5XCH762QKLDTpurMlTzVWuuuFGWbLiYKPuP9qu0s9G6lpvGTvu-YnJh6lEF6d49wHT8/s320/IMG_0408.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-12303838207805673532009-07-17T20:45:00.000-06:002009-07-17T20:50:20.368-06:0013 Months! New Chair....Simba...and Miley ......Oh My!Miley is 13 months! Didn't we just have her birthday yesterday?<br /><br /><div><div><div><div>We had to get Miley her own chair. She would always go sit in her old car seat or in the baby bouncer. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359625825139095122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWh9Us2WqRhhh9i5Mdr8_ZZznSTvGXY5YKskFw6AZWnaIM277wFRmIDuTNgjGWI4IyMy0yGdLCxc3rkp510rfQvNF9S31espU6uv_if8-5gPoJtWfS6LZfdapFK5aZbQFy6K8GbWliYpg/s320/DSCN1838.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div>She loves her new Princess chair. She'll go sit in it and read/look at her books or watch TV. Sometimes she shares her chair with Simba. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626478555737250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCIIiVGwIgiPFlb2x6ayKCpeC4jWD0EbsXHywAtiMB9wbjRhiBZfJvJ9jsMvD6PnBumMfXBcc8fGFVS2WjakPJMRBiFH5ItfDo2fVwX-OB3k1VbowaObZsY7A7euGzH4OnDak0no5qoCo/s320/DSCN1846.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div>When she first got her chair it was cute watching her try to sit in it. She would turn around and get ready to sit in it but sometimes she would miss and her little butt would end up on the floor. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359625375967526690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibxTGvuil4hlU3vX-Kzx1tusixhNQ-idE49Y5IucwT6yAoau1vhSCFam9BI8PBu8d2R_SqFFuoBmNaSzK6KtnpUfU3jHo464C8AOEomLt8IiKcyw6eg4bLd8461CKX88peSllj06nvTrM/s320/DSCN1837.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359626480771347618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXy0KSd62b7W2-TIprLrctEcUj0gq5lfxEaadr49-NTe9S9B8qs-DoKpzmKknd76DJ8EK56BObzLSuYvRBoqNIJ0a4lV5gXTKCIEd78QlhS1oyPs4pFWcxohrJwEsWEfMBMOJrTSsHEbI/s320/DSCN1848.JPG" border="0" />steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-4754571641969452522009-07-14T11:21:00.003-06:002009-07-14T11:31:38.530-06:001 year baby well check upToday we took Miley in her for her 1 year baby well check up and to get her shots. She got 3 shots today and she will get 2 more next week. We wanted to split it up so she didn't have to get them all today. Ouch! <br />Miley wasn't too sure if she liked being at the doctor's office, but when her doctor sings her favorite song to her (Best of Both Worlds by Hannah Montana) things are good.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Her stats:</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Weight - 23 lbs.</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Height - 30 inches</span>steph.miles.mileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11466076193214765547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3420675271611851572.post-7639233609652857132009-07-10T18:08:00.004-06:002009-07-10T18:18:51.954-06:00Bubbles!For Miley's birthday one of the many gifts Aunt Jessie got her was a bubble machine. Miley loves it. It is so much fun. So many bubbles. 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