tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42837555902695570252011-04-21T16:15:11.806-07:00We are the unconventional family, but it works.Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-75773573454196422009-04-17T14:31:00.004-07:002009-04-17T14:38:13.202-07:00<div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/Sej1wX73GAI/AAAAAAAAADg/SIeYLcFH39Y/s400/Photo+42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325776770773227522" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/Sej1pVZIZnI/AAAAAAAAADY/EtNqw_CLgd8/s400/Photo+37.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325776649831605874" /><br /><br /><br />So Raynen decided that she wanted to wear some of my eyeliner today.....Seriously I leave her alone for 10 seconds and she take FULL advantage of the unsupervised time. She thinks shes so cool.<div><br /></div><div>Me and her took a picture together........and I think its cute.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/Sej2bXpBbRI/AAAAAAAAADo/SaVorEp1qV8/s400/Photo+36.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325777509428587794" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-7577357345419642?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-614132223525008562009-02-27T09:58:00.007-07:002009-02-27T10:14:04.287-07:00Raynen and I were getting dressed to go  grocery shopping. I'm about to put on my pants when Raynen trips over her Noahs' Arch boat and falls into the metal frame of my bed.<div>I of course promptly scoop her up and console her. Shes crying really hard so I pull her away from my body and see there is blood everywhere. On my shirt, her hands, and a lot coming out of her mouth.  After I stop hyperventilating,  I lay her on the kitchen island,  grab a paper towel to try and sop up some of the blood in her mouth so I can see whats going on. All I can really see is that she busted up her lip REALLY bad. She wont let me look or touch it for very long.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SagdrwzcFCI/AAAAAAAAADQ/z1HG_oL1bfM/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307524798528361506" /></div><div>I went and got her a big popsicle from the store. When I pulled back up to the house she was playing in the next door neighbors grassy front yard ( she was with Johnny). She sees that its me and come to the car window with a big smile. Her little face looks so so pathetic. Looks like someone socked her hard in the mouth and gave her a big fat lip. She ate her popsicle and got very sticky. She doesn't seem to notice her mouth being hurt at all which is good. Hopefully it heals fast, and without any problems.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-61413222352500856?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-87427857096374038802009-02-27T09:04:00.003-07:002009-02-27T09:18:01.994-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">Raynen is the weirdest, smelliest, sweetest</div><div style="text-align: center;">funniest, naughtiest, most lovable daughter I could have</div><div style="text-align: center;">ever asked for.</div><div style="text-align: center;">She always makes me smile when I first get her up in the morning.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Her hair is always a crazy crazy mess that strongly resembles</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Robert Smiths' hair from The Cure.</div><div style="text-align: center;">When she knows she's in trouble she knows the right cute face to put on or say</div><div style="text-align: center;">so that you can't even get mad at her.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are BFFs.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SagPhy3xHZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3lDZ2d2fuUI/s1600-h/1A.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SagPhy3xHZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/3lDZ2d2fuUI/s320/1A.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307509234121907602" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-8742785709637403880?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-9038038422267767502009-02-12T09:37:00.003-07:002009-02-12T09:52:29.105-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SZRSDWChmnI/AAAAAAAAACI/uXXR_NLprJQ/s1600-h/Raynen.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SZRSDWChmnI/AAAAAAAAACI/uXXR_NLprJQ/s320/Raynen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301952878731172466" /></a><br />Raynen had some fresh berries this morning with her breakfast. She liked the raspberries so much she decided to wear them all over her face. She will actually watch a show now for more then five minutes. Thank you Backyardigans. <div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-903803842226776750?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-81540873466029112062009-01-20T20:24:00.004-07:002009-01-20T20:41:35.160-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXaXcymQRrI/AAAAAAAAABY/WJ9TrKaHMpY/s1600-h/cardinals_logo_02.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXaXcymQRrI/AAAAAAAAABY/WJ9TrKaHMpY/s200/cardinals_logo_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293584932894951090" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The game got pretty exciting on Sunday. I even got into it  a little bit...but the highlight for me was when Jade decided to tell me I had a big tummy and that he would like to sit on top of it. He's such a silly boy I love it.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';">I was very glad to see all of my family in one place. It's been a while since all of us were together. It will have to happen more often.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">  </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Go Cardinals!......the Arizona ones....</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family:'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-8154087346602911206?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-39185028369657745242009-01-17T13:27:00.000-07:002009-01-17T14:02:36.108-07:00<div> </div><div> </div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXJFrIjopdI/AAAAAAAAABI/wrATaApZGKY/s320/Photo+26.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292369119447393746" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">This is me getting ready for my YMCA dance-athon.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';">Good times.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXJGKep8fAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/NksnTFhE2AE/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292369657955384322" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">1.)This is Teddy.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">2.)He is my favorite.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';">3.)Best pals!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-3918502836965774524?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4283755590269557025.post-6587190331951525562009-01-16T11:49:00.000-07:002009-01-16T11:55:38.394-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXDXQ16sk9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zsPlhUmiN0o/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x37-t_t8l-g/SXDXQ16sk9I/AAAAAAAAAAo/zsPlhUmiN0o/s320/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291966246511481810" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">So Raynen decided to get her own breakfast this morning.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">Hence the chocolate-face attire.<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">That was fun to clean up........</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">But I guess thats what I get for trying to go o the bathroom with out her.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">It's amazing what she can accomplish in a mere 2 minutes unsupervised.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"> </span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4283755590269557025-658719033195152556?l=deziandraynen.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Deziraehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16858138841339842332noreply@blogger.com3