tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52917557672589678672024-03-13T08:05:34.948-07:00Blue Eyed MonkeyCassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-80796170286957970292012-11-11T19:29:00.001-08:002012-11-11T19:29:58.487-08:00Millie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-48385182128514278922012-11-11T19:27:00.000-08:002012-11-11T19:27:19.134-08:00The Kids<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-89355206141446813372012-11-11T19:24:00.000-08:002012-11-11T19:24:08.655-08:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Izzi's last soccer game. She was seriously the most improved player on the team. It was so fun to watch her play.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Every year my Aunt Ilene would do a Halloween dinner for the family. The best part about this dinner is that we could only use our hands to eat. I loved this tradition and wanted to carry it on when we moved to Chicago. This year Izzi wanted to invite her new school friends to her party. They had a ton of fun and loved getting their fingers and faces dirty.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Halloween Night. Izzi was a Flower Fairy and Max was a Pirate.</td></tr>
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Halloween is always so much fun. From picking and making costumes, to trick or treating I just love it.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-71882290819063439102012-10-17T13:16:00.007-07:002012-10-17T13:16:47.083-07:00Tepee Sleepovers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Oh the fun one can have in a tepee. They were so excited to sleep in it, they went to bed at 6:30. Dave and the kids had it all figured out. It got a little hot in there, so we had a little fan blowing through the opening and a night light we stuck on an extension cord so they could have light to read by. The simple joys of being a kid.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-53125019905939360322012-10-17T13:04:00.001-07:002012-10-17T13:04:47.552-07:00Lincoln Park Zoo View<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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By the way this is the view you get when you are in Lincoln Park. We seriously live in one of the greatest places ever.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-73704544766204542542012-10-17T13:00:00.001-07:002012-10-17T13:00:15.333-07:00Aunt Chella Comes to Visit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you notice in this picture Max staring at Chella, well he just loved her and told her every day about how great he thought she was. This picture is taken at one of the most amazing Indian temple I have every seen. Each piece of stone was hand carved in India, it is all very intricate and amazing.<br />
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Chella's Mecca, The Art Institute of Chicago. Elizabeth loved it too. It really is neat to see paintings from artists you have learned about all your life in person.<br />
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Izzi in her cowboy boots.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Up the street from us we have a great little Catholic cemetery. Every year in October they hold a luminary service, they line the streets of the cemetery with luminary's. It was beautiful. I have wanted to go for the past 2 years but have never gotten around to it. I am glad Chel's was here to go with me this year.</td></tr>
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After we went to the zoo we decided to go to Gene and Georgetti's. It had been recommended by one of Chelsea's husbands friends and to me by a Taxi cab driver when we first moved to Chicago. Both people said family friendly and fair pricing. Well we walked in to Gene and Georgetti's with 4 kids to many, and $150 short. It was seriously one of the most fun nights we had. We couldn't stop laughing. When we walked in through a very small door with our 4 kids, we were greeted by 10 sets of staring eyes. Izzi looks at me and says "wow, everybody is staring at us." So we are just standing there in this tiny entrance while everybody is looking at us, when a waiter comes up to us, and all he says is "Hi", we say "Hello" back. Then awkward silence ensues for about 15 seconds (felt longer) and I say "Can we eat?" He seemed a little shocked but lead us to the very back corner of the restaurant, where he handed us our menus, then it was our turn to be shocked. I turned to the kids and told them "kids it is your lucky day, you get to eat all the bread in this bread basket for dinner and if you are really good I will get a bowl of soup for you to share." Yes it was that expensive, but for the memories we had that night it was well worth it. For the record our kids were AMAZING. People in the restaurant commented on how well behaved they all were.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Izzi's first soccer game. It was a pretty comical event, I am pretty sure not a single person on her team could even figure out which way they were supposed to be going. Over the past couple of weeks they have greatly improved. The best part about the games are that Izzi has a smile on her face the whole time she is chasing after the ball.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Izzi's first day of school. She was so excited.<br />It was also the day I went into the hospital. A very busy day for the family.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Izzi's second day of school. Her first day riding the big scary bus. She is very nervous that there are not going to be enough seats on the bus for her. </td></tr>
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<br />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-25136299575834743632012-09-24T18:37:00.000-07:002012-09-24T18:37:21.185-07:00Welcome to this Wild World Little MillieAmelia Ann Castleton<br />
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<br />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-48422163196765050632012-05-10T18:09:00.000-07:002012-05-10T18:09:59.427-07:00A Little Bit of Heaven<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When you move away from the place you grew up you expect to miss certain things; family, local restaurants, the mountains. One thing I truly did not think I would miss is bread. There is no bread that even comes close to Grandma Sycamores out here in the midwest.<br />
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Funny enough Sara Lee owns Grandma Sycamores, Sara Lee's head quarters are about 10 miles away from my house. I wrote to Sara Lee when we first moved here to see if there was a place in Illinois that they sold this delicious bread. They wrote back and told me no, it is a regional item. I was heart broken, never again would cinnamon and sugar toast (coast to coast) taste the same. But thankfully every time my parents, or Chelsea come to visit they bring us bread. The last time my parents came, they brought us the mother loaf (get that loaf not load). We have a freezer stocked full of chewy, dense, delicious white bread. I could not be happier, everything just tastes so much better with Grandma Sycamores.<br />
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So the moral of this blog post is....August 5 is my birthday and if you are looking for a something to send me I will accept bread as a gift.<br />
<br />Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-3904701721574238362012-04-04T14:34:00.003-07:002012-04-04T14:42:22.785-07:00Good News Minute<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IfDCsc00ThBWPBweB3boMHss9jcY-tmaPOwXiplrezWL1oEZ8wbqtaWabjPEcbZfNqU61p0oIFOBailSk9bYVYLQuZHIMX3U7FJisEhfLmg9bo_nKX3Bz_KcfiGlrJk9Vb6zJ939nFw/s1600/photo+2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8IfDCsc00ThBWPBweB3boMHss9jcY-tmaPOwXiplrezWL1oEZ8wbqtaWabjPEcbZfNqU61p0oIFOBailSk9bYVYLQuZHIMX3U7FJisEhfLmg9bo_nKX3Bz_KcfiGlrJk9Vb6zJ939nFw/s400/photo+2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727662448907683938" /></a>Izz's first day of Ballet. Oh how she loved it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwfbDELJRsPjgBB0YnHT-DKVDMFQ2-U7KBi94njujD-fmkcXfxviop0-FMlRdEk5CaEt17Zuu8YpCDj-5IUyxIzcvElbOoFhNyqASE0NaE_q06ddUN6Bl3owz2mBgX1VfNB1rysuW5coU/s1600/photo+1-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwfbDELJRsPjgBB0YnHT-DKVDMFQ2-U7KBi94njujD-fmkcXfxviop0-FMlRdEk5CaEt17Zuu8YpCDj-5IUyxIzcvElbOoFhNyqASE0NaE_q06ddUN6Bl3owz2mBgX1VfNB1rysuW5coU/s400/photo+1-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5727662443612709810" /></a>Max is done potty training, I think we could officially say he is trained. He sleeps through the night with unders, he poops and pees very successfully on the toilette. I have to say it is pretty awesome. No more diapers for us for a couple of months. <div><br /></div><div>The picture is of Max and Izzi eating doughnuts at Dinkels Bakery in Roscoe Village. A very delicious bakery if you are every in the area.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last of all the good news, the new baby is going to be a girl. We are super excited (especially Izzi). Send all of your girl names our way.</div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-46215888772667779742012-03-26T13:18:00.003-07:002012-03-26T13:28:22.269-07:00Wonder Lake, the Great Outdoors<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj687WDaIX4_BJerNZVeHSkgSMhdF4_SP2BL4ZLGFtExukKVg-d2m8gYtZMNmeOCK1Yl4z2GUz16NWdTh20Bhjp31NrziIXncptxUssbh1USzAGcqF3G76MBgkgLN_cjaBQENRooqMIfOA/s1600/photo+1-28.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj687WDaIX4_BJerNZVeHSkgSMhdF4_SP2BL4ZLGFtExukKVg-d2m8gYtZMNmeOCK1Yl4z2GUz16NWdTh20Bhjp31NrziIXncptxUssbh1USzAGcqF3G76MBgkgLN_cjaBQENRooqMIfOA/s400/photo+1-28.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724303199726297026" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpcN0-wzuMaXNEgYvrA4AC-_00RmKWcofonaGTRKpRZzZ2K8iIoheXZtExQb-K9CsG2Ps8LtCgK7uAaoymfexXuSnqm82L4xENgf1hDEjT-aG54TdOyb5k9petmVNeX-fJPVc3TZdIao/s1600/photo+2-26.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpcN0-wzuMaXNEgYvrA4AC-_00RmKWcofonaGTRKpRZzZ2K8iIoheXZtExQb-K9CsG2Ps8LtCgK7uAaoymfexXuSnqm82L4xENgf1hDEjT-aG54TdOyb5k9petmVNeX-fJPVc3TZdIao/s400/photo+2-26.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724303193681308354" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ90mdPF6663mpl5zsxelp5MZCUGHC4Xz2zX3vYCQ6StIeUtVOInN0mseMW0CMW6FS7AUXGvttsiY0gpSZUNnFrlKOVNODktlAIlT5XJ59AyAqUF1kJnxRTCejcSnh9pgHcdtCZBttvOQ/s1600/photo+3-18.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ90mdPF6663mpl5zsxelp5MZCUGHC4Xz2zX3vYCQ6StIeUtVOInN0mseMW0CMW6FS7AUXGvttsiY0gpSZUNnFrlKOVNODktlAIlT5XJ59AyAqUF1kJnxRTCejcSnh9pgHcdtCZBttvOQ/s400/photo+3-18.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724303191117309634" /></a><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbfERodTrQX2YKy0eZFOQJVh09Hb4y1xMJ4CaXUPTMFO-TGIA3iVm9Ww6UVgVy375z4tWQXar3SnnJ3SmluxkbFgoe-Yauy-KhJqcQk7QpAOqFHPWxPHD0R8JcxIHZRsNZWuNJYkA95bE/s1600/photo+4-19.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbfERodTrQX2YKy0eZFOQJVh09Hb4y1xMJ4CaXUPTMFO-TGIA3iVm9Ww6UVgVy375z4tWQXar3SnnJ3SmluxkbFgoe-Yauy-KhJqcQk7QpAOqFHPWxPHD0R8JcxIHZRsNZWuNJYkA95bE/s400/photo+4-19.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5724303185341885490" /></a></div><div>Having good friends in life makes everything so much better. On Saturday, we went to a lake house on Wonder Lake with a bunch of our good friends. We went canoeing, roasted hot dogs, made smores, exhausted the kids and had a fun time. I love being outside, and I love being by water, so for me it was a perfect day. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yes, in that last picture Izzi is putting the moves on her friend Micah. She told me the other day she has a crush on him. </div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-19335907242384925472011-09-23T08:50:00.001-07:002011-09-23T08:54:46.264-07:00Pictures of Lake Powell<div>Lake Powell is truly just one of the best places ever. I love the pictures Dave took while we were down there. 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I chopped all of my long locks off. It is so nice not to have long hair, it is the easiest style I have ever had. Yes Dave loves it.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-58108928167576998602011-09-10T08:39:00.000-07:002011-09-10T09:25:02.909-07:00Pure Exhaustion<div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Let me just start off this post by saying my parents are pretty awesome. They are the ones who have instilled in me the love of going, doing, discovering, learning and craving good food. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>When I was younger we would do these weekends called marathon weekends. We would usually start out slow on Friday night by going out to eat, little did I know then we were just saving our energy for the next day. Some might consider it carb loading. Saturday morning hits, and we are off and running. Activities included in any given marathon day would be; Farmers Market, Ski jumping, lunch, movie, a museum or two, maybe the zoo, a play at Sundance, a bike ride through Park City, swimming, Alpine slides, shopping, haunted houses, and dinner. They were seriously fun, but seriously tiring. </div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I found out first hand that through the years my parents have not changed the way they live their lives and plan their activities. It is truly amazing none of us have died from pure exhaustion of fun.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> While we were in Utah for 3 weeks I am pretty sure we did not stop to rest for more than a day the whole time, and that was because we were all sick.</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffHbzOL7Uf0joZpRcnCk7lwTP3KvHZOWE-VkNHflwmjkmTg_uUKkdoso2DITxumvDCe3u4sNv07rLxWqccwcJSWStAWLiNAKKIRG82hRpXTHemJXX3DPSwLBl2PIP8NmzgltbwtOCADY/s1600/photo+1-24.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhffHbzOL7Uf0joZpRcnCk7lwTP3KvHZOWE-VkNHflwmjkmTg_uUKkdoso2DITxumvDCe3u4sNv07rLxWqccwcJSWStAWLiNAKKIRG82hRpXTHemJXX3DPSwLBl2PIP8NmzgltbwtOCADY/s400/photo+1-24.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758752458783618" /></a>Izzi and Max walking through the Chicago Airport.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV4Zldrcz9rjVOkmmQ_OvMvVPKBQRGvgn6Fa-a_oijtfAGIzjfHpTHwHsze-7ci8ylxYHjsErIybSEm2YnYC5NxAKg776FMvBB0zlf_cX-GqWJGfcYWn3ohj0SwLlqXzLZNu57sBqUfA/s1600/photo+2-22.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAV4Zldrcz9rjVOkmmQ_OvMvVPKBQRGvgn6Fa-a_oijtfAGIzjfHpTHwHsze-7ci8ylxYHjsErIybSEm2YnYC5NxAKg776FMvBB0zlf_cX-GqWJGfcYWn3ohj0SwLlqXzLZNu57sBqUfA/s400/photo+2-22.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758599231372034" /></a>So lucky for me, Max fell asleep on take off.<div><br /></div><div>I am missing some pictures so I will just fill in the blank with words. First day we were there we took a tour at the Sweets Candy Factory.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUA3NUak_Qdexi7gn98Ne_oTOe5uXsEuNURH2xwtnjSGifIpyltHUEjFRx6orcUxO6RHUKarWQXCTFsjRxDSiHw8vcpSZiATG-SdNVgu2t-mSGz42dBWv1q8gokmd-gjZHr4iJTsAvCqw/s1600/photo+3-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUA3NUak_Qdexi7gn98Ne_oTOe5uXsEuNURH2xwtnjSGifIpyltHUEjFRx6orcUxO6RHUKarWQXCTFsjRxDSiHw8vcpSZiATG-SdNVgu2t-mSGz42dBWv1q8gokmd-gjZHr4iJTsAvCqw/s400/photo+3-16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758591228012466" /></a>That night we had a girls night and went to the Grill at Sundance and then went to the Sound of Music also at Sundance.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtyvGWHXyEA4YzeC0SOpZM41GQ-qswvlfcacVuBHLhML385THdAolAn9uFIIwwxKMYSEg2NP2eEXMOXHXnWrHBzPmnhgsAx_WKSa9JvPtDZNj9d_0ETL9r6r46RiO3mXsO7pegSuuELv0/s1600/photo+4-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtyvGWHXyEA4YzeC0SOpZM41GQ-qswvlfcacVuBHLhML385THdAolAn9uFIIwwxKMYSEg2NP2eEXMOXHXnWrHBzPmnhgsAx_WKSa9JvPtDZNj9d_0ETL9r6r46RiO3mXsO7pegSuuELv0/s400/photo+4-16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758578780221042" /></a>Waiting for the play to start<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4C0TV1IviS3u2YhlwHnugaEaD1i3OfAkm0ehGu6EEpOLTcSnSgVrPKJt0ug5po_JaYm-gT5JFnW94XvS3_6rizaJutFjSolYH3iYyGfQ0IhV6ZufLl1QJh-jnlv9ufPPTqPsMbIGQ9kM/s1600/photo+5-11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4C0TV1IviS3u2YhlwHnugaEaD1i3OfAkm0ehGu6EEpOLTcSnSgVrPKJt0ug5po_JaYm-gT5JFnW94XvS3_6rizaJutFjSolYH3iYyGfQ0IhV6ZufLl1QJh-jnlv9ufPPTqPsMbIGQ9kM/s400/photo+5-11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758573168656818" /></a>Eisley and her best friend Grandma Sue</div><div>The next day Dave flew in. We picked him up and went to a concert at Deer Valley. It was so much fun, the kids loved being outside and dancing to the music.</div><div>The next morning we woke up and headed to Lake Powell. I have to say it was one of the best trips down there, minus the fact we lost my parents on the jet skis and had to ask the lake police (I don't know what they are called) to help us find them. That was pretty awesome. Other than that it was a perfect trip.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdsR2b-lFjMUi7cycRjJVowYn3soKHsqYtTC6bXy1fnAcZGKr1BwbxUHkeapLbVmg-U_vfdtSwrlILTcNN9jvTtBpF279hGIeRdnBreX5riCfGQy4zLGNib0DLOLrDbiYZG7ewpI3Uow/s1600/photo+1-25.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhdsR2b-lFjMUi7cycRjJVowYn3soKHsqYtTC6bXy1fnAcZGKr1BwbxUHkeapLbVmg-U_vfdtSwrlILTcNN9jvTtBpF279hGIeRdnBreX5riCfGQy4zLGNib0DLOLrDbiYZG7ewpI3Uow/s400/photo+1-25.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650758564064205186" /></a>The wonderful Hogel Zoo.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjol4p7IIw0-9a1oYkKIACqR8og8JXyTbNifL5Jid97rY5QkD37031Pr3fwh7N5-7SeEcPEPW166eI2FQrZ01dV82tiHeTw57dfhQ-Yu5eNPBIjVYG1kMvXKtyIyvIvJPtvlwAMF758AbE/s1600/photo+2-23.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjol4p7IIw0-9a1oYkKIACqR8og8JXyTbNifL5Jid97rY5QkD37031Pr3fwh7N5-7SeEcPEPW166eI2FQrZ01dV82tiHeTw57dfhQ-Yu5eNPBIjVYG1kMvXKtyIyvIvJPtvlwAMF758AbE/s400/photo+2-23.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650757057543026626" /></a>What Utahan doesn't have fond memories of the lion fountain<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwWZWrNiWINQ9HgLGjDlD6jfOozOYik7iuDz2GylPSGPsE13avgMyk689kZkumblu1DYUWVYqL-L_aZkDo2o4keFTc6FRPKFpYqQpoj0YBmgoxPZps70ryp8T990E7-y3OswcSKbt_yY/s1600/photo+4-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbwWZWrNiWINQ9HgLGjDlD6jfOozOYik7iuDz2GylPSGPsE13avgMyk689kZkumblu1DYUWVYqL-L_aZkDo2o4keFTc6FRPKFpYqQpoj0YBmgoxPZps70ryp8T990E7-y3OswcSKbt_yY/s400/photo+4-17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650757048943743138" /></a>We rented a van to go down to St. George so we could see the Little Mermaid at Tuachan.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrj9fGU_9ELzscFxYUYVFCMvXZFfCohGciXJc86Ug09_i22pzZGN-jCCHgfGF_kg9o0lciurcs3-KVwwu6amp3yPhIX8PEvxG_7nbqMcGBbbVo215wRIV0nbZLI77_yUVZSMWZ-5xZ8FE/s1600/photo+1-26.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrj9fGU_9ELzscFxYUYVFCMvXZFfCohGciXJc86Ug09_i22pzZGN-jCCHgfGF_kg9o0lciurcs3-KVwwu6amp3yPhIX8PEvxG_7nbqMcGBbbVo215wRIV0nbZLI77_yUVZSMWZ-5xZ8FE/s400/photo+1-26.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650757041312074050" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWxvshDOsn91k-sNy1QMC3iv8XwhS6T5tSTH1OrVPSS1I36FwZJoGtQ2IUhE-JhizyWYdFiyXjjO1S_O4lFoyugnsSZAkoLgR7ajRaT6Sk9QXcYHsGGvSTuenqpS9_D-JG_yMr7g45eM/s1600/photo+5-12.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirWxvshDOsn91k-sNy1QMC3iv8XwhS6T5tSTH1OrVPSS1I36FwZJoGtQ2IUhE-JhizyWYdFiyXjjO1S_O4lFoyugnsSZAkoLgR7ajRaT6Sk9QXcYHsGGvSTuenqpS9_D-JG_yMr7g45eM/s400/photo+5-12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650757036524995138" /></a>The Little Mermaid. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVWqbgjtCraP-A4QgDPbcOGoG5iYMkP2f-GWxfMv5osub6bRwG0kwPqMuHiZlJXklUaMTFhutFCf-TvlxKilbNyciW8zAM4IRJqO4GyZDbjv_YKU_gg40yP5KHwCngYPnFUygeKDURgM/s1600/photo+2-24.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSVWqbgjtCraP-A4QgDPbcOGoG5iYMkP2f-GWxfMv5osub6bRwG0kwPqMuHiZlJXklUaMTFhutFCf-TvlxKilbNyciW8zAM4IRJqO4GyZDbjv_YKU_gg40yP5KHwCngYPnFUygeKDURgM/s400/photo+2-24.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650757028516822754" /></a>Izzi exhausted coming home from St. George.</div><div>In between all those days, we swam and played in the water, visited with lots of friends, ate delicious dinners, had family parties, went shopping, went to The Help, and enjoyed being with each other. It was a fun 3 weeks. It was so much fun to be able to see my friends and family that I have not seen in a year. </div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-58977043535699954642011-08-01T09:55:00.000-07:002011-08-01T10:05:22.214-07:00The Cat and the Bike<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDu3M6PnOIpN9fFWjG5zDD3EOgEbeegIuo9i0NrukdYdutMA60qAIg4cUS88bP3I1r_wWTeHNuJ-XszhYZMcS3rnJDKePLsErBR7-KEnI_8gL1BmMysOrG3tsG1eH4p7ETZ069pj8qNQ8/s1600/photo+4-14.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDu3M6PnOIpN9fFWjG5zDD3EOgEbeegIuo9i0NrukdYdutMA60qAIg4cUS88bP3I1r_wWTeHNuJ-XszhYZMcS3rnJDKePLsErBR7-KEnI_8gL1BmMysOrG3tsG1eH4p7ETZ069pj8qNQ8/s400/photo+4-14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635932447091783730" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHHGliz71fpkaRBy4atP2yfIqSuLkiwJ3HWQQA8ftQXJL79YYNZdN8OaJlHHi80JDeNJa63uXUKBenKpEKi8Z2GQ_TmXiSGT1N4IDaiQ3LblTfiQSdIaCChMvyNw5y6XHR7-SFl99wcg/s1600/photo+3-13.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHHGliz71fpkaRBy4atP2yfIqSuLkiwJ3HWQQA8ftQXJL79YYNZdN8OaJlHHi80JDeNJa63uXUKBenKpEKi8Z2GQ_TmXiSGT1N4IDaiQ3LblTfiQSdIaCChMvyNw5y6XHR7-SFl99wcg/s400/photo+3-13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635932438665086098" /></a>Eisley and her new bike. We thought it was high time for Eisley to graduate from her tiny tricycle to an actual bike. She absolutely loves it. She told me yesterday, as she rang her little bell that it was a pretty great bike. She does pretty well on it too. We have only had 2 mishaps. One of the mishaps landed her in a big pile of poo. I tried to convince her it was just dirt so she wouldn't start crying. Other than that she has loved it. Her helmet is my favorite part. It has cat ears and a nose. She looks pretty adorable.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-39441331533304936842011-07-29T13:14:00.000-07:002011-07-29T13:34:01.073-07:00The Ever Changing Dresser<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYi75LR3N9rOkgUg0jAmsx5oZLmyK_exxLYPYYoqaxJ5q8KFjqsLfLaTVXKlFgRDte08CmVW9s5pJSk3fgeyOV6VDvwofTsa5m1PcepxNl_9K3SHqLbucdWSHHfXBpaMWc8nE9xc_4_E/s1600/photo-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYi75LR3N9rOkgUg0jAmsx5oZLmyK_exxLYPYYoqaxJ5q8KFjqsLfLaTVXKlFgRDte08CmVW9s5pJSk3fgeyOV6VDvwofTsa5m1PcepxNl_9K3SHqLbucdWSHHfXBpaMWc8nE9xc_4_E/s400/photo-17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634875030596723106" /></a><br />About 8 years ago I inherited an ugly dresser from my friend Chelsea's roommate. It was ugly, she tried to make it look better by staining it a brown-red color. That defiantly didn't work. The best part about it was that you could tell she got sick of staining it, because every drawer was a different brown-red color. So I took this ugly dresser because I needed one. Then one day I had the foresight to dye pages from a medical dictionary green, saw off the handles, and put material on the front of the drawers. I have to say it was an improvement. A couple of weeks ago I again got sick of looking at it and created this dresser instead. I like it for now. We will see in a couple of years what it will look like.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-50124738085721666762011-07-27T08:59:00.000-07:002011-07-27T09:04:40.235-07:00Girls Camp<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIuFnwkml6f2d-IMJ1T8WT34SJcPySp_q2AuyEU2iLU2VGYx0wkKmmjRqBpa0kK0Uc5cja5DpYAoWiYg5J6rMa4d3C2cfHyC5L1iOiZm3CV22ANneqj_Fwfs_BUR2DXjguIVvwc0-cglE/s1600/photo-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIuFnwkml6f2d-IMJ1T8WT34SJcPySp_q2AuyEU2iLU2VGYx0wkKmmjRqBpa0kK0Uc5cja5DpYAoWiYg5J6rMa4d3C2cfHyC5L1iOiZm3CV22ANneqj_Fwfs_BUR2DXjguIVvwc0-cglE/s400/photo-16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634063169322268578" /></a><br />Oh, the season of girls camp is upon us. For the girls it is the best part of the summer. Getting to sleep in cabins, or tents with all of their friends, staying up late, cheering, and singing all the time. What is not to love. Here in our Stake we go to a camp on a lake in Wisconsin. It is beautiful. I was only able to stay for 2 days, but I am glad I was able to go experience the excitement of the girls for those 2 days.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-67525118582079230202011-07-22T10:46:00.000-07:002011-09-10T13:22:24.020-07:00Another Marathon Trip<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWBkGs7pmUsoJrEcRf4GOE9f6F3Y-47NpT-Mx1AFp0P23VTtQi3JwuilCA616rlQUX3DglUHtb90lxut9ptxjbtZKNMZ4Nf38mfnNg85a0cqIVY_tD0LycKVit3Tb_C-gfT9_BNHNPR-c/s1600/photo+2-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWBkGs7pmUsoJrEcRf4GOE9f6F3Y-47NpT-Mx1AFp0P23VTtQi3JwuilCA616rlQUX3DglUHtb90lxut9ptxjbtZKNMZ4Nf38mfnNg85a0cqIVY_tD0LycKVit3Tb_C-gfT9_BNHNPR-c/s400/photo+2-17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632243571866821970" /></a>Max loves his Pop (the kids call my dad Pops, but Max just calls him Pop)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_oHMZxwdltHPpISp1u75YunofPUA46LU_Zpqh_k-ms4gP3raDmF10myx2yDcC0oLf3TmBHv5vxS56wDW3oenE_FK6GGlAh3aZOv01bndoxHFkC2jN0douBJU3YAHtCiNW9buLUROgWvk/s1600/photo+1-19.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_oHMZxwdltHPpISp1u75YunofPUA46LU_Zpqh_k-ms4gP3raDmF10myx2yDcC0oLf3TmBHv5vxS56wDW3oenE_FK6GGlAh3aZOv01bndoxHFkC2jN0douBJU3YAHtCiNW9buLUROgWvk/s400/photo+1-19.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632243564402247298" /></a>Fountains outside of the Art Institute<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimuEf4lg03QuPMsH1e8LCH7fDot1M4YvVal-TCKqu1Ux3HTTu8Z7ISayaP0FYiPRiwoy6AQaiTfuFFcIEwdiiXgGrdVIO9hqtvjBMBiQn4okpXMgIW-JV5Islrd7mM29BEfzf1Mt9K4lA/s1600/photo+5-8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimuEf4lg03QuPMsH1e8LCH7fDot1M4YvVal-TCKqu1Ux3HTTu8Z7ISayaP0FYiPRiwoy6AQaiTfuFFcIEwdiiXgGrdVIO9hqtvjBMBiQn4okpXMgIW-JV5Islrd7mM29BEfzf1Mt9K4lA/s400/photo+5-8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632243555300359426" /></a>Taste of Chicago, or if you are a real Chicagoan you call it simply "The Taste"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY4is8PM5GgIkt2JbrWZvn7gbK35WMZU2XhyphenhyphenXqvbpTtiOOtmfU2Ld6tRnFciRwZmiCAYhKrmEVFSDaTzBtflP-QqpmrtTgy1MUxAh0d9TpFnmqsGf8Asp-wPLin1N-DrWqsegSJW-o5CI/s1600/photo+1-20.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0SWPvPen2tikfHc0-uI8tLtu2HIOzTDhaVyPSBkI196jEoeFKDex2mXUiILcqRqFDkd4GjGn8uIsOn5ImeyBhpZ5-69ZQWTDgGn3G1PrtYcvRRCg0w-O3jEN-eKjaEXz4XZr6BEKU7ks/s1600/photo+3-10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0SWPvPen2tikfHc0-uI8tLtu2HIOzTDhaVyPSBkI196jEoeFKDex2mXUiILcqRqFDkd4GjGn8uIsOn5ImeyBhpZ5-69ZQWTDgGn3G1PrtYcvRRCg0w-O3jEN-eKjaEXz4XZr6BEKU7ks/s400/photo+3-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632243543131072514" /></a>Max was obviously very tired, and wet so my dad put one of his extra shirts on him<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHQ7Ezx68tBLtIMVJ5mRaO43TjH37UG-a65bnj5YcLU14tqO21AL5A-AXXraZL5mRjCkiW5YrET80-CI0tlJL5hJVVWbMUm87eaQ_n6dmGsDtDnTp8q6a6E2hkIKAT2QsKWhi8hU4nSk/s1600/photo+2-18.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHQ7Ezx68tBLtIMVJ5mRaO43TjH37UG-a65bnj5YcLU14tqO21AL5A-AXXraZL5mRjCkiW5YrET80-CI0tlJL5hJVVWbMUm87eaQ_n6dmGsDtDnTp8q6a6E2hkIKAT2QsKWhi8hU4nSk/s400/photo+2-18.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632242808669248226" /></a>Cupcake tour. This tour was a really fun way to celebrate my moms birthday. We got to eat lots of delicious cupcakes and learn a little about each cupcake store, how they started, how they make their cupcakes, in some of the stores we got to go into the kitchens. It was very cool.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzSaQO1yKPau8zwWp5L1PBqTiDnG-VM81hLNIxoOArNn3BmzptStiVKFsp14tRw7jiY3rA9X5v7sCO3PYOFWOuflido0PaVS6vNSeGxgZrumONLwZPGxHRU7l0vZLvkbk9qNXa_gbQ3t8/s1600/photo+3-11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzSaQO1yKPau8zwWp5L1PBqTiDnG-VM81hLNIxoOArNn3BmzptStiVKFsp14tRw7jiY3rA9X5v7sCO3PYOFWOuflido0PaVS6vNSeGxgZrumONLwZPGxHRU7l0vZLvkbk9qNXa_gbQ3t8/s400/photo+3-11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632242800031129842" /></a>Izzi loving her cupcake from More (An adult Hostess Cupcake, but better, way, way better)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhPuryl57AHBT67guAPzJ4xU9KNhBY4NR9WXNgUUg2Al0IkHFnPvWC-Ugi9-pZS7J1Qn8wlxb1eiQ1FUigTmRzYD1Gkr7bJLQvBJvspBKh9frE39Kv2c1TIo0Sgc0Jl2D2bCDYYR2dL8/s1600/photo+4-11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBhPuryl57AHBT67guAPzJ4xU9KNhBY4NR9WXNgUUg2Al0IkHFnPvWC-Ugi9-pZS7J1Qn8wlxb1eiQ1FUigTmRzYD1Gkr7bJLQvBJvspBKh9frE39Kv2c1TIo0Sgc0Jl2D2bCDYYR2dL8/s400/photo+4-11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632242796565025826" /></a>Max holding a dead fish. He thought it was the greatest thing ever.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1lALqupLdNTbetY2_0cuv2oRu4peLDs6SZOsScD_XND2Lr5StdwcG81pbi-m3VT_8FcYruQo8oeYtpuLLRCfze8Wy4GMQxu5QAXYwEfJkOhP4BN5MtdkNcyWoFZP-712IzMrRNu73sM/s1600/photo+5-10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1lALqupLdNTbetY2_0cuv2oRu4peLDs6SZOsScD_XND2Lr5StdwcG81pbi-m3VT_8FcYruQo8oeYtpuLLRCfze8Wy4GMQxu5QAXYwEfJkOhP4BN5MtdkNcyWoFZP-712IzMrRNu73sM/s400/photo+5-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632242750521823458" /></a>Mom and Izzi walking on the beach at North Western.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfbhbLN7-5tR4caAV8ixjKBKYDcX3FRxdbQS_oBMR1B04m2UaAKQgz2QEgxQUGT-oCyS8kgV-p1vlwX9qsDmMaWo8tBk-dWSsSECxpqUPJpout4PUIGCFpNUz_LfaYERi9dhdexTJjDc/s1600/photo+2-19.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGfbhbLN7-5tR4caAV8ixjKBKYDcX3FRxdbQS_oBMR1B04m2UaAKQgz2QEgxQUGT-oCyS8kgV-p1vlwX9qsDmMaWo8tBk-dWSsSECxpqUPJpout4PUIGCFpNUz_LfaYERi9dhdexTJjDc/s400/photo+2-19.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632242744900495586" /></a>Max was so tired he couldn't even make it up the stairs.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGBFXmHSKUxiTB5yNEU0wA0eO6aqU9abrHcI0s9dnXDtbSLFiYGZ6QM-V5fpQt7sT98h4HJk2rSWSxC-WsWVz79V7q_dor9yOiOTsYqE_4gc7thzYaAMt0LhrN9TYuhlpnU7G-wOGpTZg/s1600/photo+5-10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a></div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-55064097563908109692011-07-19T14:38:00.000-07:002011-07-19T14:50:26.522-07:00I'm Melting<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbsElhxyjxTQtiTKizyGL5dlbl1_WBcqIOC-Z5ZIeNhLZJv2pQ_6BtEJmozDOY_-I0uS51w4r_ulY6pXftUYmL1jH82hOWyn2PZczRHxBIn6BDq-tENviPK8_T8j09D2FetjdUxO1Ls4/s1600/thermometer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 325px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbsElhxyjxTQtiTKizyGL5dlbl1_WBcqIOC-Z5ZIeNhLZJv2pQ_6BtEJmozDOY_-I0uS51w4r_ulY6pXftUYmL1jH82hOWyn2PZczRHxBIn6BDq-tENviPK8_T8j09D2FetjdUxO1Ls4/s400/thermometer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631184024045390738" /></a><br />Literally...<div>Any of you that know me at all, know that heat is my most hated thing in the world. I feel like I am a pretty laid back, go with the flow type of person, but when it comes to the heat, I get mean, and angry. I hate being hot. For the past couple of days we have had an Excessive Heat Warning. Meaning high temperatures in the middle to upper 90's, will combine with oppressive humidity, which will result in DANGEROUS high heat indexes of 105 to 110 degrees. I mean it when I say I am melting. </div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-40527918282406126742011-07-09T09:23:00.000-07:002011-07-09T09:25:02.106-07:00Chicago: A World Class City<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFDQ0BR-u6PovSETBznMPLxMw6ueC4lUlMHeUHUMHrPCKIhu2pz5drNcJfxF91avETWpgob61pNkCECQgTmi3aTevrXFdjMZ9paXP14EkKHRxhPjGJVh1JuLnP0FHh1KbeeCibDjoFbw/s1600/photo-15.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGFDQ0BR-u6PovSETBznMPLxMw6ueC4lUlMHeUHUMHrPCKIhu2pz5drNcJfxF91avETWpgob61pNkCECQgTmi3aTevrXFdjMZ9paXP14EkKHRxhPjGJVh1JuLnP0FHh1KbeeCibDjoFbw/s400/photo-15.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627389355204922674" /></a>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-76503449898773982022011-06-24T12:45:00.000-07:002011-06-24T13:31:14.738-07:00The Ice Cream Truck<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUnxlMk32HwkGXU0D-Nw1TwuX8jMgOQjxLT1mj9X2YAlCiDJby_R7bGus4wpMQHgY-KAW07Yx1m2s-fZu92mO-IpZ0mpCAZlnYVIEmV_Guhrj0HROg0kb4PlmbxKIslTdE5uC8tJ9MOxE/s1600/photo+1-17.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUnxlMk32HwkGXU0D-Nw1TwuX8jMgOQjxLT1mj9X2YAlCiDJby_R7bGus4wpMQHgY-KAW07Yx1m2s-fZu92mO-IpZ0mpCAZlnYVIEmV_Guhrj0HROg0kb4PlmbxKIslTdE5uC8tJ9MOxE/s400/photo+1-17.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621886537204086882" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVwgbODUHVFbIVy-ey19OSGshlrofR3Rn9RpzBydO5qdo_P0fYwz0s_oWkvvXN8sjUGnAxSDSQtUloaAZqgWfbvWvzA4UK4jYS8paAmCMtuFVLX3KJnhXvSTDhHe07XQt0k6_8zBM4rU/s1600/photo-13.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwVwgbODUHVFbIVy-ey19OSGshlrofR3Rn9RpzBydO5qdo_P0fYwz0s_oWkvvXN8sjUGnAxSDSQtUloaAZqgWfbvWvzA4UK4jYS8paAmCMtuFVLX3KJnhXvSTDhHe07XQt0k6_8zBM4rU/s400/photo-13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621879964843779698" /></a><br />What American kid doesn't have fond memories of hearing the crackling music of the ice cream truck coming down the street, running through their house trying to conjure up 3 quarters before the truck passes and you were left running down the street without shoes trying to catch up to the truck. When you finally made it stop, (feet burning and turning black) you got to take your time in looking over the side of the truck were all of the mouthwatering pictures of the 20 different types of cold deliciousness that you could potentially buy with your $.75 hung. Always going through all of your options then deciding on the one that you new would make you the happiest. For me it was the red, white and blue rocket pop. Such great memories. <div> </div><div>A couple of days ago I hear the ice cram truck coming down our street so I yell to Dave that we should get the kids an ice cream. So he runs out to stop the truck. I come running out 2 seconds later, (no shoes) to be apart of the first time our kids get to experience the joy of the ice cream truck. The kids took no time in picking what they wanted (neither of them picked a rocket pop), Dave and I decided what we wanted, and then the ice cream man delivers the blow, $9 please. Dave thought he misunderstood and asked how much? It was the same price the second time. As Dave handed over the money I felt a sadness for the fact that my kids will have to give up all their kidneys to enjoy what every American kid should enjoy...$.75 ice cream from the truck that plays the crackly music. Now when the kids ask if they can get another ice, we just say we will take them to Baskin Robins. </div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-22443437561590131742011-06-24T12:32:00.000-07:002011-06-24T12:41:51.927-07:00Swim Lessons<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYR8SbxJCh7u_73i5n_xR-Ky-YRmSctemirCBDznl3bIoh02LWAmUWAuVkZvU_cPKV6fA-Ub43qyGmpIFjCkrusMX7Hz6lyHYL0_dnG_cPFgK36aY6CqcQQRuoTMt8D85VTx5EigztbtM/s1600/photo+2-16.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYR8SbxJCh7u_73i5n_xR-Ky-YRmSctemirCBDznl3bIoh02LWAmUWAuVkZvU_cPKV6fA-Ub43qyGmpIFjCkrusMX7Hz6lyHYL0_dnG_cPFgK36aY6CqcQQRuoTMt8D85VTx5EigztbtM/s400/photo+2-16.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621872857953564130" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJf02fvweNWIXlxpQeCSK6fO64XWlR0-PCv6iJX1ajcbY5En5ZKBB8WRYEp1EwMQJMmgSXhOxnGeuRh27mzQ520TXa0wgSY6QR-pPW8zWaCepMuG5PEushSS_Vg-T2YYWNQmMHQZ1QPo/s1600/photo+1-18.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBJf02fvweNWIXlxpQeCSK6fO64XWlR0-PCv6iJX1ajcbY5En5ZKBB8WRYEp1EwMQJMmgSXhOxnGeuRh27mzQ520TXa0wgSY6QR-pPW8zWaCepMuG5PEushSS_Vg-T2YYWNQmMHQZ1QPo/s400/photo+1-18.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621872853800812994" /></a>Izzi had her last swim lesson today. After 6 weeks I see a potential female Michael Phelps. No not really, but she did do a great job. She can now "swim" the width of the pool and continue to talk the whole time. She loved it and was a trooper to do it 3 times a week, in the rain and cold.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-44510607001241341772011-06-21T18:53:00.000-07:002011-06-21T19:31:35.861-07:00There's No Place Like Home,There's No Place Like Home<div>Our first tornado warning. I don't know if I feel official or a little nervous. The sirens went off while Izzi and I were at Young Women's. We all had to go into the hallway until the sirens were turned off. Driving home was crazy, purple lightning, wind blowing rain sideways, trees getting tousled about. Now we are all hanging out in the basement until 9:30 tonight.</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4YYP93AcqYBVYhbmGOGoqMthd2x3D7Y-m9cMtrFhOgqfNE6KphP5U6mOlQWYfQ-S0dO4LAe-9T12dy3C5s2md39XLQ8tqlgh3zed5REJrJplqg96TZGQ7wNPUyDnR-nxKH-YBckJcL4I/s1600/photo-12.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4YYP93AcqYBVYhbmGOGoqMthd2x3D7Y-m9cMtrFhOgqfNE6KphP5U6mOlQWYfQ-S0dO4LAe-9T12dy3C5s2md39XLQ8tqlgh3zed5REJrJplqg96TZGQ7wNPUyDnR-nxKH-YBckJcL4I/s400/photo-12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620864459202153122" /></a> This is Max sleeping under a desk downstairs.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-56388035844435163622011-04-25T18:57:00.000-07:002011-04-25T19:09:33.499-07:00My first Grill<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXlnZKZ8kbJLXRPK0A7bBziYVc_egKb3dHSMw0VoIR3iyRPVjTjfGxrB88EmxEchrJbzKjm7pJOFuaXpv_gDalji-dnO8vIAwRcplrPQrL4PJI-6p1AmFA1NmOW-j9LIR0q6wt0OBwotg/s1600/photo+5-7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXlnZKZ8kbJLXRPK0A7bBziYVc_egKb3dHSMw0VoIR3iyRPVjTjfGxrB88EmxEchrJbzKjm7pJOFuaXpv_gDalji-dnO8vIAwRcplrPQrL4PJI-6p1AmFA1NmOW-j9LIR0q6wt0OBwotg/s400/photo+5-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599707166136542114" /></a>Yogurt marinated kebabs and my favorite artichokes<div><br />There are no words to describe how much I love having a grill. For the past 6 years we have lived in apartments that did not allow us to have a BBQ. So by golly when we moved out here and we had a big deck to have a grill, it was my first almost hoping it will be summer soom purchase. We use it almost every day. I love the smell of bar-b-que, the taste, and the easy clean up. It feels like I have so many new options available to me because of the grill. Isn't almost summer wonderful!</div>Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5291755767258967867.post-6218946111468401572011-04-25T17:59:00.000-07:002011-04-25T18:51:27.991-07:00My Parents Know How To Party<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAKxnKKm0P_YqjyBUVC91r18l-7wGOZLvLvHaMKQOShr8q-8vs-m5BMsgdPSgW9vuzlKGw7M6GU6KFvWwy4C7xc8gO3zK0k8Zj6aFCOWSrlEn8xC6ZDwSJT1NhqiC11M5Da8BmUOWFXk/s1600/photo-10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';">Having my mom and dad come to town is the absolute greatest. We always do so many fun things. My parents are the worlds best travelers. They love to explore and experience everything their destination has to offer. Chicago is no different for them. They have been here about 5 times now, and they are still finding amazing things to do and see. The week they were here we went to a Cubs game, ate dim-sum in China Town, took a tour of Frank Lloyd Wrights home and studio, went to the Shedd Aquarium, Ate one of the best meals I have ever had on the 95th floor of the John Hancock building, saw the skyline of Chicago from a boat, Lego Land, swam then ended the week exhauste</span>d. (I have no Idea why this is underlined, it is driving me nuts.)</span><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmAKxnKKm0P_YqjyBUVC91r18l-7wGOZLvLvHaMKQOShr8q-8vs-m5BMsgdPSgW9vuzlKGw7M6GU6KFvWwy4C7xc8gO3zK0k8Zj6aFCOWSrlEn8xC6ZDwSJT1NhqiC11M5Da8BmUOWFXk/s400/photo-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599701709680772082" /></a>Lego Land. The only thing on this trip we could have done without. The kids liked it, so I guess it was worth it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiriiqE6F6XA_8rAcHfMX3OlAj8MPPYUG2Q3XCsCniMiP3Q9JKBAyE12SGpiGkPFZWOzM5JQX_E9zYxqo7K3Z14z6SFZkpAoHhAOwxY5-EPwn0L0cuv4eRdvtZwFFX8N_IhZ_rHWDnNE/s1600/photo+4-9.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOiriiqE6F6XA_8rAcHfMX3OlAj8MPPYUG2Q3XCsCniMiP3Q9JKBAyE12SGpiGkPFZWOzM5JQX_E9zYxqo7K3Z14z6SFZkpAoHhAOwxY5-EPwn0L0cuv4eRdvtZwFFX8N_IhZ_rHWDnNE/s400/photo+4-9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599699106603926994" /></a>Shedd Aquarium<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbK9kyhykHMwSkSYIabaPPVcFrX_AjDTT5expbBAWheQz9iPM9NwiK2QrgX7hG_d-FzaspnP7hFlnMHzkn5cnSjOtmJ37i-5e6JaEiJaijPg8A8zokDICgkDqPIhWm_wRKdiTLBg3j-Zw/s1600/photo+3-8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbK9kyhykHMwSkSYIabaPPVcFrX_AjDTT5expbBAWheQz9iPM9NwiK2QrgX7hG_d-FzaspnP7hFlnMHzkn5cnSjOtmJ37i-5e6JaEiJaijPg8A8zokDICgkDqPIhWm_wRKdiTLBg3j-Zw/s400/photo+3-8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599699104443815362" /></a>The infamous Phoenix restaurant. Supposedly this place in China Town is one of the few remaining establishments that still brings you out your dim-sum on a cart...like they do in China.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBNiO5iz-b6I4c725cJ9VX0LjXjerIzBLFYRW1u2RQQ07HAEeswTp3O5EbxPdGcZqqcEmQlyN2sdLlJg2FNUdHC1VSsAHL4Xcyt2MROQeAvp84j-21fhV5HVuXiJHdrBchzrgk1U6hQ0/s1600/photo+5-6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVBNiO5iz-b6I4c725cJ9VX0LjXjerIzBLFYRW1u2RQQ07HAEeswTp3O5EbxPdGcZqqcEmQlyN2sdLlJg2FNUdHC1VSsAHL4Xcyt2MROQeAvp84j-21fhV5HVuXiJHdrBchzrgk1U6hQ0/s400/photo+5-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599699093551100498" /></a>Yes, this is the cart. I was expecting some beautiful bamboo cart with engravings all over it. Nope it was a hospital metal cart. The dim-sum made up for the cart, it was delicious.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik1d41-CNIanRUGplc89gRlPItYTCeNKQ1R2Q5oKhIe-zzOal2mcD3NHK_sCZo4JYSI_a_JfqTqxjONOrY_1YlyQE5wH5tchn6YS8Rpq_rLH51ELmbbk7R8IOzERZnVBSgqZlDYyQwXBo/s1600/photo+2-13.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik1d41-CNIanRUGplc89gRlPItYTCeNKQ1R2Q5oKhIe-zzOal2mcD3NHK_sCZo4JYSI_a_JfqTqxjONOrY_1YlyQE5wH5tchn6YS8Rpq_rLH51ELmbbk7R8IOzERZnVBSgqZlDYyQwXBo/s400/photo+2-13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599699080745638914" /></a>Sky line tour<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7GmJiFVPeVfXKNZ7mBDdEDzBn9aNhUy9zDyAcW14RQn6BWk9BQGOGDer7AsUx58UBHz6cxH5WFjAbUycZvz9V8wHvluyC3WZk3xYcLRA0ZdqLHP_25jyR7jSfUXqT26z1t2NbqZKQWg/s1600/photo+1-14.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu7GmJiFVPeVfXKNZ7mBDdEDzBn9aNhUy9zDyAcW14RQn6BWk9BQGOGDer7AsUx58UBHz6cxH5WFjAbUycZvz9V8wHvluyC3WZk3xYcLRA0ZdqLHP_25jyR7jSfUXqT26z1t2NbqZKQWg/s400/photo+1-14.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599699076799688290" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdq6mji96qfdYLF69nih00P9GvHmdkbHzrtBUIIlKpzvSaBva4rQ5G2suE1qayYqugr4xj8O3iQZCNYHFtyxP6EKJ3cb_JMFEDVAmQkhwht7OnIZmRnel4cjn6JSPQxGeP617kVZZAc_A/s1600/photo+4-8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdq6mji96qfdYLF69nih00P9GvHmdkbHzrtBUIIlKpzvSaBva4rQ5G2suE1qayYqugr4xj8O3iQZCNYHFtyxP6EKJ3cb_JMFEDVAmQkhwht7OnIZmRnel4cjn6JSPQxGeP617kVZZAc_A/s400/photo+4-8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599697041347375154" /></a>Wrigley Field is pretty awesome. They still change the scoreboard by hand, and the Ivy wall both pretty amazing. It was so much fun and so cold.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4lhwLXZfRr-AW2U5NP8Pu5yIPaC2K9CxFXsi_OtD1KGfD6p1EpljVMEH3CLZeSzntzY65gQJkVXzVsguDz9k6dWWrerIXuAbFUmAI9fNfnHe0_aHro8Y6tH5GVEAiXe0stWbdxnVkeHc/s1600/photo+5-5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4lhwLXZfRr-AW2U5NP8Pu5yIPaC2K9CxFXsi_OtD1KGfD6p1EpljVMEH3CLZeSzntzY65gQJkVXzVsguDz9k6dWWrerIXuAbFUmAI9fNfnHe0_aHro8Y6tH5GVEAiXe0stWbdxnVkeHc/s400/photo+5-5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599697033685132370" /></a>You can't go to a game without getting a Braht.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj12rijywTnX-5TUd1rY72e_YELOK8hV1eunUIoEBsUGTq2QxsF2coQXybApW8NIzHQ4hA3wmjL81G5W2PxTzg4bThPxUQLpd8SHcZOTIrUyFqcLHQ0Yf4CwcLgjHutjblf8fS_03p8bSw/s1600/photo+3-7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj12rijywTnX-5TUd1rY72e_YELOK8hV1eunUIoEBsUGTq2QxsF2coQXybApW8NIzHQ4hA3wmjL81G5W2PxTzg4bThPxUQLpd8SHcZOTIrUyFqcLHQ0Yf4CwcLgjHutjblf8fS_03p8bSw/s400/photo+3-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599697029777818834" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCLYEYaVW1GPda3-s4So4uGTZ30EZUU-D18zOcgQ0Dq7DWBfzM-nre-QAiez-Eq1z4gnHhBmY5m1qgcdGRExCNMx8O5Z1EZrJuScPHOZ_4Mbf2hf2qvi8cFycxvR9VaKZuDfv02mtegYw/s1600/photo+2-12.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCLYEYaVW1GPda3-s4So4uGTZ30EZUU-D18zOcgQ0Dq7DWBfzM-nre-QAiez-Eq1z4gnHhBmY5m1qgcdGRExCNMx8O5Z1EZrJuScPHOZ_4Mbf2hf2qvi8cFycxvR9VaKZuDfv02mtegYw/s400/photo+2-12.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599697020812784930" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAd5PC7BSLcscSYAra8-drVK0joWoK2diAQjkZv-UbOKseyrgjUveRHHlm9yiQa3dpqsWkdf3yWu5F5wJcUD_mBmz2ut2BwZCOG56mqJgw2ap8-XEhX16sP5Ib6M3JVdLH-ejXgU7F7ho/s1600/photo+1-13.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAd5PC7BSLcscSYAra8-drVK0joWoK2diAQjkZv-UbOKseyrgjUveRHHlm9yiQa3dpqsWkdf3yWu5F5wJcUD_mBmz2ut2BwZCOG56mqJgw2ap8-XEhX16sP5Ib6M3JVdLH-ejXgU7F7ho/s400/photo+1-13.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599697016646662034" /></a><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1c1oCUXloLw9E3jVyJghfaNt5hQGv8opoCD2h9IYh67_zJXUKpMg6SyvPRR_7xroFzsvzatjjlo4cHf_MFRt30_SCSNBmY3jGQV2344o33OmZ9eFkKjnS_CADfehvsuRAaKsDVzXfSA/s1600/photo+2-11.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_1c1oCUXloLw9E3jVyJghfaNt5hQGv8opoCD2h9IYh67_zJXUKpMg6SyvPRR_7xroFzsvzatjjlo4cHf_MFRt30_SCSNBmY3jGQV2344o33OmZ9eFkKjnS_CADfehvsuRAaKsDVzXfSA/s400/photo+2-11.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599693011343463922" /></a>I love this picture of my family. Izzi is into making funny faces in pictures right know.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcMn52UZrUHk9G4SPHUSlmKIf4ktsV9E6omGIJki7DBgkNmsAdon_cRP9_HLtXoREN0brk86n9INSvLwM8mEKvlBAfBpw-v5xqKuSZ_0zEG4qdiE22rvtzb7ymQsya3lzDNPUFNEMnC5Y/s1600/photo+3-6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcMn52UZrUHk9G4SPHUSlmKIf4ktsV9E6omGIJki7DBgkNmsAdon_cRP9_HLtXoREN0brk86n9INSvLwM8mEKvlBAfBpw-v5xqKuSZ_0zEG4qdiE22rvtzb7ymQsya3lzDNPUFNEMnC5Y/s400/photo+3-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599693006570958066" /></a>Signature room at the John Hancock. It was so amazing to eat on the 95th floor. You sat next to huge window that overlooked the city and Lake Michagen.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyrzUSdMuCR6iketiBIQYdcwkOnlN0WbAn1fquymd-SnkLwHz2eS_zgX4fLAWPKVV3rBKZe_zwzGa0xgD8br-6APhkc5iQrfnVDDokaH39Ldu3uq3kwykb9uvzhcNYkPkiz4gTL6J9hc/s1600/photo+5-4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyrzUSdMuCR6iketiBIQYdcwkOnlN0WbAn1fquymd-SnkLwHz2eS_zgX4fLAWPKVV3rBKZe_zwzGa0xgD8br-6APhkc5iQrfnVDDokaH39Ldu3uq3kwykb9uvzhcNYkPkiz4gTL6J9hc/s400/photo+5-4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599692998211934914" /></a>This was my dinner. Salmon with fingerling potatoes. Oh my, amazing!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2dpgqfEGs-5TTiTqrFr22U7qJLzOoQrIoZ3G8DnwOoChZDdSE55HuQC946JoN_xupOaZ2OTuan0d8Yk8QWDB4Ucg4P349w7wZBnDf1dbyNKS03nyzTkIUbrot-Av6eCzXAyL1F51L8o/s1600/photo+4-7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2dpgqfEGs-5TTiTqrFr22U7qJLzOoQrIoZ3G8DnwOoChZDdSE55HuQC946JoN_xupOaZ2OTuan0d8Yk8QWDB4Ucg4P349w7wZBnDf1dbyNKS03nyzTkIUbrot-Av6eCzXAyL1F51L8o/s400/photo+4-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599692993540020354" /></a>This was dessert. Everybody loved there meals. Not one bad one in the bunch.Cassiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10511066055013173996noreply@blogger.com4