<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:03:36.650-08:00</updated><category term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>MEDINA FAMILIA</title><subtitle type='html'>A day in the life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-5991350915467222948</id><published>2009-01-27T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:45:53.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is never just one day of Halloween at the Medina household. This is almost a week festivity, with usually more than one costume. Of course if I had my way, we just sit at home and pass out candy, and be done. But the kids love, love, love...did I say love their candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first pass is Trunk or Treat at our church. The kids dress up in costume, go to the church parking lot, and go trick-or-treating out of the trunks of the cars...hense TRUNK or Treat. We start off with a small dinner...this year it's navajo tacos...YUM, and smokey rootbeer. This year we also had a member come out and DJ, so the kids were dancing in the streets. Then they finish the night Trunk or Treating, over and over, until their bags are stuffed. They have so much fun, and we know the candy is safe.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116327308026066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-VvVpXYNI/AAAAAAAAA2k/LYg8ScCJIqI/s400/IMG_1645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116973781352946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-WU98ngfI/AAAAAAAAA20/jJTUGYq_tRA/s400/IMG_1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our second pass is Big Nana's nursing home. The kids and grandkids of all the elderly in the home come and go trick or treating up and down the halls. They have a spooky story time and costume contest in the main living room. The elderly men and women just love this time of year, to be able to see all the kids in their costumes...especially their loved ones. Big Nana was so excited to see Joseph and the kids, she couldn't stop crying. When she hugged Joseph, she wouldn't let go. She didn't want him to leave. It even brought a tear to my son, Caleb's eyes. He was very moved. The girls did a few cheers for Big Nana, and we visited a while. It breaks my heart to see her so lonely. We really need to visit her more often.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296117183109588690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-WhJwW5tI/AAAAAAAAA28/McqlXmlMqgw/s400/IMG_1659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296864649402520242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYI-Var2ErI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Kp9IA-KfXvc/s400/IMG_1660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296117656288637074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-W8sfCMJI/AAAAAAAAA3E/eT4aKjAwDb4/s400/IMG_1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our third pass is the kids school's Character Celebration. The kids have to dress up like a character from their favorite book. I was not about to go out and buy yet, another costume just for this event. So, we dug for our "books" to match their costumes, and away they went. It is only for the 1st-6th graders, so Abigail didn't get to participate. As you can see, we went the easy way out, and stuck with what they already had...sports uniforms :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852045428798322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYIy3xOVs3I/AAAAAAAAA3U/ipTZr5rL-IM/s400/IMG_1677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296851938203248354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYIyxhxxpuI/AAAAAAAAA3M/1-jfxoO9cdA/s400/IMG_1675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Caleb's class had a party as well that day, where they went from station to station, building scarecrows, skeletons, pumpkin race, frosting cookies, and pumpkin pie eating contest. Caleb's team won the skeleton contest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296852890237647922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYIzo8YdvDI/AAAAAAAAA3c/TfXc8FXRuWw/s400/IMG_1713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And our last but definitely not least pass....the actual Halloween night. At this point, they had already had plenty of candy, so no need to trick or treat a ton. We did go up and down our street and one other street. Caleb only went down our street, then came home and played catch with dad, who was handing out candy at our home. We hung out, in front, passing out candy, listening to music, and playing catch, until the streets died down. Then finished the night back in the house, counting and separating the candy. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116684141181954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-WEG9BPAI/AAAAAAAAA2s/UL2bTb9dT5Q/s400/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296863371529178178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYI9LCPGTEI/AAAAAAAAA30/4_9pFMhLpuo/s400/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296863760087132898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SYI9hpuiKuI/AAAAAAAAA38/oPIgKpPI5gw/s400/IMG_1790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We don't let them keep all of their candy, so we separate it, letting them keep some of their favorites. Then the rest goes back in the pantry for occassional snacking. All in all, it was a very fun and festive week for the kids. And I'm ready for it to be over...lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-5991350915467222948?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/5991350915467222948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=5991350915467222948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5991350915467222948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5991350915467222948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SX-VvVpXYNI/AAAAAAAAA2k/LYg8ScCJIqI/s72-c/IMG_1645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-7520397939065884392</id><published>2009-01-07T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:54:26.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football, Football, and more Football - Oct, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWD5UW40II/AAAAAAAAAyg/w-lh3ia64sU/s1600-h/IMG_1173.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hut, Hut, HIKE! That's what has been ringing in Caleb's ear this Fall. As the star Center, Defensive Lineman, Offensive Lineman, and an occassional Tight End, Caleb has played some serious Football. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777561977515154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDK-W57JI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Z5br7hBFaVI/s400/IMG_0945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778243972137874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDyq_GA5I/AAAAAAAAAyY/-n4_j2H5yPo/s400/IMG_1142.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Caleb played both offensive and defensive, coming out for maybe 1 play each half. He was the definite strength on the team, and the Team Captain and leader as well. He's just a natural leader, has the smarts, and definitely has the size.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288778126972480818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDr3IM7TI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/UUKqENA_Xjc/s400/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777322174312946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWC9BBXcfI/AAAAAAAAAxo/DYw-v01YehM/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Caleb's first year at tackle football (at 9 years old), and you would think he'd been playing for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't get to watch as many games I would have liked, since I was running Madelyn to her games, but when I did watch, I tried to take as many pictures as I could...and to cheer my BIG GUY on to victory.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777698050552706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDS5RPs4I/AAAAAAAAAx4/1dBPZxFOqZ8/s400/IMG_0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777956266534770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDh7Mu53I/AAAAAAAAAyI/Jz7y-6yhbCA/s400/IMG_0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;It sure was fun watching him play...especially watching him block 3 guys at the same time, as seen below. What a proud parent I was watching him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288777825055539586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDaSZmAYI/AAAAAAAAAyA/0meYeHlGoLc/s400/IMG_0951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a quote and instantly thought of him...."A winner is someone who recognizes his God-given talents, works his tail off to develop them into useful skills, and uses these skills to accomplish his goals." Caleb definitely has a natural talent. And he also has the passion and the hard work ethics in whatever he does. He is going to bring me so much joy watching him in his talents in the years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-7520397939065884392?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/7520397939065884392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=7520397939065884392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7520397939065884392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7520397939065884392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2009/01/football-football-and-more-football-oct.html' title='Football, Football, and more Football - Oct, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWDK-W57JI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Z5br7hBFaVI/s72-c/IMG_0945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1497503331471810334</id><published>2009-01-07T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:28:07.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madelyn's Soccer Debut with Arsenal - Sept, 2008</title><content type='html'>For a very short time, we switched Madelyn to 2000 Arsenal Premier. We thought it would be good to have her play with her own age. She had some good training sessions over the summer, and improved her skills with Coach Daryl. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288759987282642066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 332px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWVzL_hIBJI/AAAAAAAAAww/CUTiF90KAgo/s400/ARSENAL+2000+PREMIER.picture.7.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288760069201385810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWVzQwsE2VI/AAAAAAAAAw4/iyN_v85PgNQ/s400/NV_30.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288760175237642306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWVzW7tFuEI/AAAAAAAAAxA/1P_Aqcrk-6M/s400/NV_35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the one and only tourney she played in with Arsenal. They took 2nd place in the CCV Stars Tourney at Reach 11. They killed a few teams 17-0. The championship game was a little closer, losing 0-1. Madelyn played well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, for many reasons, we felt it was best to move her back to Barcelona, with Coach Jimmy. Thank goodness Jimmy took her back...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288768036644924722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWV6ghupLTI/AAAAAAAAAxI/iLdcAtVsitk/s400/IMG_0806+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was like she never skipped a beat. She jumped right in and was back on track in no time. And not 1 month after we moved her back to Barca, Coach Daryl was let go from Arsenal. So, it looks like it was a great move, just in the knick of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She made some good friends, and learned new skill sets. However, she and the team/coach was just not a good match for her. We also felt it was better for Madelyn, and the way she plays, to continue to play up a year. She seems to play tougher/more aggressive with the 10 year olds, than with the 8-9 year olds, as you can see in this picture. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288774149306073026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWWAEVKoP8I/AAAAAAAAAxg/3TVK5CN8muI/s400/IMG_1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we love Coach Jimmy and what he has done with her and the team.  It was quite ironic that her first tourney back with Barca, they faced Arsenal 99 Premier, Gene's team. She went from playing with 2000 Premier to playing 'against' 99 Premier.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288768855710006034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWV7QM--exI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0GVA5fNM6Ao/s400/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Madelyn played awesome, and the team finished in 1st place, beating Gene's team in double OT, resulting in shoot outs.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288770480697010594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWV8uyiEaaI/AAAAAAAAAxY/yUWtiNfecfg/s400/IMG_0886.web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really does feel good and comforting to be back with Barcelona. Everyone welcomed us back with open arms, which was a definite bonus. Looking forward to a great season ahead...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1497503331471810334?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1497503331471810334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1497503331471810334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1497503331471810334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1497503331471810334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2009/01/madelyns-soccer-debut-with-arsenal-sept.html' title='Madelyn&apos;s Soccer Debut with Arsenal - Sept, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SWVzL_hIBJI/AAAAAAAAAww/CUTiF90KAgo/s72-c/ARSENAL+2000+PREMIER.picture.7.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-4421420185572228912</id><published>2008-09-17T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:28:04.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skateland, Here We Come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ready or not Skateland, here we come. Skateland had a Labor Day special, and since the kids were off school, decided to take them for some skating fun. Caleb and Madelyn have skated maybe twice in their life, and Abigail has never skated, but is dying to try her Heely's she got for her birthday. So, we picked up Madelyn's girlfriend, Hannah and away we went.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247117905368954434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGB7zwbtkI/AAAAAAAAAqA/sW1kywep-6w/s400/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247118363459969138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGCWeR14HI/AAAAAAAAAqI/oVi9BvpDODU/s400/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember growing up, and skating, skating, skating. We would even make our own skateland in our driveway. We loved skating. And here my children can barely stand up with skates on. It is such good exercise and so fun...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247116696653894850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGA1c8TlMI/AAAAAAAAApg/GhUdZyyqNp8/s400/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247116483026139026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGApBHet5I/AAAAAAAAApY/gswo8ZjhGLM/s400/IMG_0711.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;The girls seemed to do more skating...although this was Hannah's first time, so she was just learning. I even put Caleb's skates on (yes, my 9 year old son wears the same size shoe as me :), and went around the rink with Hannah and Madelyn a few times. Madelyn was actually doing quite well. Caleb did well, but wasn't into it as much. He was more interested in the video games...go figure.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247117417889873602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGBfbwXPsI/AAAAAAAAApw/2x7XvEesGKU/s400/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My original intent was not to have Abigail skate...just hang with Mom (we didn't even rent skates for her). But she decided she wanted to go out there in her Heely's, so away we went. Not sure if we were allowed to do this, but we did it anyway, and noone said anything to us... Abigail didn't want to stop...she wanted to keep going around and around. I think she actually skated more than any of the others. She had a blast.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247117766672637378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGBzvEp3cI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZyTItQsIVAc/s400/IMG_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247117107684519762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGBNYJpL1I/AAAAAAAAApo/6ilp75pZhBo/s400/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls, with their skates off went out and did the Hokey Pokey when the Skateland Dinosaur came out. And they even went around, "pretending" to skate with their shoes on. It was kinda funny actually...until they got caught. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247118938409570514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGC38IgkNI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/iHtLJ1VO5xw/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I guess we need to visit the skating rink a little more often...for some exercise and fun. We'll have to plan a family trip...I would love to see Joseph in skates :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-4421420185572228912?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/4421420185572228912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=4421420185572228912' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4421420185572228912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4421420185572228912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/09/skateland-here-we-come.html' title='Skateland, Here We Come'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNGB7zwbtkI/AAAAAAAAAqA/sW1kywep-6w/s72-c/IMG_0714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3552607384363067621</id><published>2008-09-17T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T14:56:51.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 35th Birthday Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, the old man is having another birthday! He turns 35...and wants nothing more than to spend time with his family. Him and I even went out for his birthday the weekend before, so on his "birthday weekend" (or should I say birthday week...around here, we have birthday week), he could spend it with his family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Friday night we let the kids choose dinner (with a little help from Mom), and we went to Red Robin. Then came home and watched a movie as a family. Saturday night, after all the sports saga was over, we let the kids choose dinner again (with no help this time), and we ended up at Peter Piper Pizza. Joseph had just as much fun as the kids by the way :) Sunday, after church, we just hung out as a family, then bbq'ed ranchera meat, made homemade salsa, nacho cheese and chips, the whole works - YUM! The kids played soccer in the backyard (one of the favorite things to do with Dad).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247107932854909666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF43VPzeuI/AAAAAAAAAog/qVlw-pjRmx8/s400/IMG_0679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247108088250218610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF5AYI7uHI/AAAAAAAAAoo/z515tyhPNDQ/s400/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Jacob and Abby spent more time tackling eachother. Dad, as always, was permanent goalie.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247107396635841250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF4YHrN0uI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/THOTuNDKX0c/s400/IMG_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247107523732528082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF4fhJbW9I/AAAAAAAAAoY/PG9eTQpFPS8/s400/IMG_0666.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Even Bella and Jazmin played a little ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247108790858939858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF5pRj5_dI/AAAAAAAAAow/UGn12iYDoyA/s400/IMG_0693b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;After a nice dinner, we sang Happy Birthday with a cupcake that Mom worked so hard on (ha). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247109459594870130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF6QMy-fXI/AAAAAAAAAo4/dsic0huhK_M/s400/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247109602569117666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF6YhasX-I/AAAAAAAAApA/8bRYejYzMUQ/s400/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt; And Dad even let Abby blow out the candle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247109779236574354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF6izjf1JI/AAAAAAAAApI/tz0ydJYnXXA/s400/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then Dad let everyone else have a birthday candle and sing Happy Birthday to them. Especially since Jacob thinks it's his birthday anytime you sing the song.  (He wants to know where his happy birthday is.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247110318032576642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF7CKueYII/AAAAAAAAApQ/HUhnQEKlRDI/s400/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a perfect weekend for Joseph, doing exactly what he wanted to do, to be with his family. He absolutely loves his kids and puts them first above all else. He can be in the middle of a Dallas Cowboys Superbowl game, and if the kids ask him to come play soccer in the backyard, he will drop everything for them and not even blink an eye (or shed a tear :). And they (and me) are so thankful to have such a loving, caring, thoughtful, unselfish Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph is the backbone of our family, the one who reminds us that it is all about family. He is the most unselfish man I know...buys nothing for himself and only thinks of his children. For his birthday, I asked him what he wanted...his reply verbatum: "I want a cute outfit for my girls from Justice, a video game for my big guy (Caleb), a special toy for my little guy (Jacob), and a purse for my wife." Need I say more...he is the best and I thank the Lord everyday for bringing him to me. I love you Honey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3552607384363067621?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3552607384363067621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3552607384363067621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3552607384363067621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3552607384363067621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-35th-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy 35th Birthday Daddy!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNF43VPzeuI/AAAAAAAAAog/qVlw-pjRmx8/s72-c/IMG_0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-7366925392543898213</id><published>2008-09-17T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:47:49.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Monster in the Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the name the opposing team has given him anyway...The Monster in the Middle. He is a lean, mean, fighting machine...okay, maybe not lean...but definitely mean! Most of the teams he has faced, he is usually the biggest kid out there. There was a team with a few "Caleb's" on their team, which was quite obvious they went out and recruited. But he was still double-teamed the whole game...and Caleb still produced.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247062721708382786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFPvsmfWkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Tst-RDDr0EE/s400/IMG_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the teams get very frustrated with Caleb, because they can't get past him on offense, and he blows through people on defense. They don't know what to do with him, and they can't stop him. He's had 3 QB sacks, 2 fumble recovery's, caused 3 fumbles, and several touch down assists...and there has only been 3 games so far this season. He even got to run the ball 4 times last game, for 25 yards. He absolutely loved that. Caleb's not my fastest child, but he has great hands, he has good movement, and he's just BIG. Kids are hanging on to him and he's still running. He is really loving the game of Football...I always knew it was his passion!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247063006925048130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFQATHcSUI/AAAAAAAAAoI/KYzD2Q7Vy_A/s400/IMG_0646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I unfotunately don't have pictures because I'm usually off with Madelyn at her events while Joseph takes Caleb to his. The one time I brought my camera, my batteries died...I was so upset. Hopefully I'll get some pics before the season is over. And hopefully he continues to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CRUSH&lt;/span&gt; his opposing teams :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-7366925392543898213?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/7366925392543898213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=7366925392543898213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7366925392543898213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7366925392543898213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/09/monster-in-middle.html' title='The Monster in the Middle'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFPvsmfWkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Tst-RDDr0EE/s72-c/IMG_0642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-7679027664106873431</id><published>2008-09-17T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T11:08:57.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Hat Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247051293724836786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFFWgC5A7I/AAAAAAAAAno/CZlOCqA1cPw/s400/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Every week Abigail's class focuses on a letter of the alphabet...and everything they do that week is based on that letter. Well, this week happened to be H week...so for Friday she got to decorate a Hilarious Hat and have a Hilarious Hat Parade. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247052403689435458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFGXG_EsUI/AAAAAAAAAn4/qHvTYFGlPzc/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She was so proud of her hat, and so were we. Mom thinks she had the best hat there...or should I say the most Hilarious Hat :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247051405930613954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFFdCC1TMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/94GdVt_EHDQ/s400/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Abigail just loves school and is so excited to go everyday. She loves taking her lunch, packing her backpack, making her own water bottle. She has totally stepped up and is so big and responsible. It makes me a little sad that she's growing up, but I'm so proud of her and her growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mrs. Lang says she's doing absolutely wonderful.  She is kind, considerate, respectful, and she is doing great academically.  She is a leader in her class and friends with everyone.  She is also the first to clean up and help everyone else clean up.  She kinda takes control and helps get things done.  We are so proud of our Abigail Morgan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-7679027664106873431?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/7679027664106873431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=7679027664106873431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7679027664106873431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/7679027664106873431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/09/hilarious-hat-day.html' title='Hilarious Hat Day'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SNFFWgC5A7I/AAAAAAAAAno/CZlOCqA1cPw/s72-c/IMG_0635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3777374819042560914</id><published>2008-08-27T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:33:03.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb's 1st Annual Football Jamboree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb had his first football Jamboree this past weekend...kind of an opening ceremonies to kick off the season.  All of the football teams from his league play a few scrimmages against eachother, they have different contests (dash, throw, etc.), there are vendors out there, cheerleaders... everything you can think of. We played at the side fields of the University of Phoenix Stadium where the Cardinals play. It was neat to be over there and feel the atmosphere. Many of those boys dreams is to play there someday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hot, but it was windy, so it wasn't too bad in the shade. It was so fun watching Caleb in his first ever tackle football game (even though it was only a quarter length). And boy was he on FIRE! He played the entire time...both offense and defense...Lineman of course. He did play Center the majority of the time on offense. He played so well, I was so proud of him.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239584213629143474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-FPAcCbI/AAAAAAAAAmY/q1AvjzVLRb4/s400/fb.caleb.line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb is, of course, the biggest boy on his team. There are a few other big guys, but not as big as my BIG GUY! The other teams out there had quite a few big guys on their teams as well...boys just as big as Caleb. But that didn't slow him down. He was kickin' butt and taking names. He had kids looking over to the sidelines at their parents, with that "what do I do" look, not knowing what to do with Caleb...because they couldn't do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's still working on his blocking skills. PopPop has shown him a thing or two (PopPop played football for ASU), and he is working to perfect those skills. When he does, he will be a serious threat! I can't wait...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a fumble recovery that he was very proud of...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239373179653027122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLX-JcLtdTI/AAAAAAAAAlg/xxDCRWMwTiU/s400/fb.caleb.fumble.recovery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a many many great blocks...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239583918687194914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa90EQzDyI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/osQbNEBlMgI/s400/fb.caleb.block.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239583342703961506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa9SijsZaI/AAAAAAAAAlw/bmH-nRpEFdM/s400/fb.caleb.block2guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239583451124718194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa9Y2dN2nI/AAAAAAAAAl4/U2DEw72SwQM/s400/fb.caleb.block.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He even had a QB sack, that I happened to get play by play of. That pour QB didn't have a chance...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239584609573342210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-cSA5DAI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XUGejPAfJQI/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239584904268733858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-tb1v3aI/AAAAAAAAAmw/_rdlWMZ1fOk/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239585041701927426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-1b0X-gI/AAAAAAAAAm4/gviImKFr2-g/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239585176038607538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-9QQvCrI/AAAAAAAAAnA/hOZpfW--P2A/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239585326266777154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa_F_56_kI/AAAAAAAAAnI/xY-0UTg6sGY/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239585480928681522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa_PAEMXjI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/O2dRMzxKJzE/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239589701471239122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLbDEqz8-9I/AAAAAAAAAng/d-WK69T7db4/s400/fb.caleb.qbsack.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was a great first day to hopefully a great season.  GO CRUSH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3777374819042560914?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3777374819042560914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3777374819042560914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3777374819042560914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3777374819042560914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/calebs-1st-annual-football-jamboree.html' title='Caleb&apos;s 1st Annual Football Jamboree'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLa-FPAcCbI/AAAAAAAAAmY/q1AvjzVLRb4/s72-c/fb.caleb.line.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3082547335898381348</id><published>2008-08-25T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T08:43:15.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob's First Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>It has finally arrived...my baby boy's first day of preschool. Jacob is the first and only child to receive 2 years of preschool. He is one smart cookie, and it's not like he needs the social atmosphere...we just felt he needed this for structure (and my sanity).  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238933764942953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRugI05fRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ogGjIAxVnvg/s400/preschool.jacob.big.cheese.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238933636112825698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRuYo5ZvWI/AAAAAAAAAkI/hE-kz2X9czk/s400/preschool.jacob.backpack.peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The whole way to school, Jacob kept telling me he didn't want to go to school. "I just want to go home Mom," he kept telling me. His teacher's, Mrs. Wilkins and Miss Wilkins (a mom/daughter duo) are phemominal teachers (Miss Wilkins was Caleb's 1/2 grade teacher and I just love her, and her mom is a National Educational Speaker and just wonderful as well). They are so soft spoken and so nurturing, but Jacob still wanted nothing to do with them. He didn't cry or anything, but he was just very sturn that he did NOT want to be there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238934794860012162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRvcFkQooI/AAAAAAAAAk4/4ZjTa0DB9hg/s400/preschool.jacob.schoolhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238933921094458434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRupOiUXEI/AAAAAAAAAkY/g15f4F4ui1s/s400/preschool.jacob.class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I somehow got him distracted and I snuck out. When I came back to pick him up, he was SOUND ASLEEP. Yes, SOUND ASLEEP on the floor. They have reading time at the end of the day, and they dim the lights, and it happens to be around Jacob's nap time. So, he took full advantage of the opportunity and fell fast asleep. I didn't believe it at first. When I went to pick him up, he was dead to the world. He stayed asleep with me putting him the car, taking him back out of the car, and bringing him into the house. It was obviously a very exhuasting 1st day of school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part, is when he woke up at home, Miss Wilkins called him to let him know how proud she was of him. She told him he was the best at sharing, the best at helping, the best at leading. He was just GREAT! I was so impressed that she actually called to share this with him. But then again, she is phenominal! Jacob talked to her for a little bit (I heard him telling her how he fell asleep in class), and they said their goodbyes.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238934979145668162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRvm0FYlkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/z9BqHDdLiqA/s400/preschool.jacob.thumbs.up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So, here comes Thursday...day #2. This time Jacob decides he WANTS to go to school. He had a great time on Tuesday (before falling asleep of course), and he's decided that he likes school after all, and that he wants to go. YEAH FOR MOM! His favorite part is putting his lunch bag and water bottle away. They sing a little tune while they do it...and he sings it at home now. He has to show everyone his Spiderman lunch bag. BTW, this Spiderman outfit he's decked out in is his absolute favorite. He asks me to wear it EVERYDAY! I have to tell him it's dirty and he can wear it next week. Thank goodness he is okay with that.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238934647990913090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRvTib8CEI/AAAAAAAAAkw/cKaYqE3TZoo/s400/preschool.jacob.peace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When I go to pick him up at school...once again...Jacob is SOUND ASLEEP! And the only child in class to fall asleep BTW. This time he's curled up next to all the stuffed animals. So, when talking with Miss Wilkins, she tells me the story of how she noticed he had his head down at his desk while they were doing desk work. Miss Wilkins seemed a little concerned and went over to talk to him. She thought he might be sad and wanted to find out what was wrong so she could help fix it. Jacob's not responding to her, so she proceeds to tickle him a little. No response! He wasn't upset...he had simply put his head down and fallen asleep :) So, they gently picked him up and place him in a cozy spot next to the stuffed animals on the story time rug. It was so cute, and kinda funny. I of course didn't have my camera either days, so Mrs. Wilkins took pics for me, and hopefully I'll be getting them soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. Jacob's very busy first week at preschool. Sooo busy, it just knocked him out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BTW, all weekend long, he wanted to go to school. And wondered why he couldn't go. He didn't understand that it wasn't a school day, so I finally had to tell him she wasn't there. He told me "We can go pick her up and take her to the school. I know where she lives, she lives by Target." Okay, we have no idea where she lives, but apparently Jacob does (HA). He absolutely loves school now and wants to keep going. Yeah for Jacob! Yeah for Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jacob telling me he's 3 years old and ready for school. And he promises he will NEVER fall asleep in class again. We'll see about that :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238937177330627314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRxmw9hMvI/AAAAAAAAAlI/5Vg-JtARb3I/s400/preschool.jacob.im.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is one of Jacob's school projects from the first day of school. The color for the week is RED and the shape is SQUARE...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238939415255319810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRzpB4WBQI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ls2GVnxBxio/s400/preschool.jacob.homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And Bella taking off with Jacob's work. It was almost WW3 trying to get the homework back from Bella. The "my dog ate my homework" trick can become reality....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238939581563926402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRzytbZ94I/AAAAAAAAAlY/fWEBvIZ_tvY/s400/preschoo.jacob.bella.homework.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3082547335898381348?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3082547335898381348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3082547335898381348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3082547335898381348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3082547335898381348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/jacobs-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Jacob&apos;s First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLRugI05fRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/ogGjIAxVnvg/s72-c/preschool.jacob.big.cheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-4064914790002229522</id><published>2008-08-25T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:53:57.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let Them Be Little!</title><content type='html'>It doesn't matter how old the boys get...they are still boys. From my 3 year old to my 9 year old...they are both still, well KIDS.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238574112995485922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMnZo6nKOI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Fmh8awPz07c/s400/boys.jacob.legos.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238574366590992930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMnoZofgiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/ouU89x-3KaY/s400/boys.caleb.gun.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I sometimes forget Caleb is still 9, because he is soooooo big and mature for his age. Until I see this...and I remember, he is and always will be my baby!!!! It reminds me of the song, "Let Them Be Little." They're only little for a short time, so let them just be. I have to continue to remind myself of this always, since I want them to grow and mature into great leaders, I often forget to just "Let them Be Little."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238573313652043010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMmrHISLQI/AAAAAAAAAjg/sXIG1SA_eVs/s400/boys.caleb.gun.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jacob was so proud of his tower he build all by himself...with Darth Maul on top, and all the Star Wars guys surrounding it. I had to close my eyes, and he led me into the playroom. He led me right in front of it (thank goodness I didn't trip over anything else along the way). Then he says, "ready, open your eyes" with his big crooked smile :)  He was so proud...and so was Mom.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238573150702834738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMmhoGKlDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/THNM_m8B9J4/s400/boys.jacob.legos.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As for Caleb in his battle...we were just the obstacles he had to overcome, to fight evil...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238574238791017714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMng9impPI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_Z5WrsuU4ts/s400/boys.caleb.gun.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...with Jacob, everything has to be "THUMBS UP."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238574899758969826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMoHb1pM-I/AAAAAAAAAkA/D7md5ITwfxc/s400/boys.jacob.legos.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-4064914790002229522?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/4064914790002229522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=4064914790002229522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4064914790002229522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4064914790002229522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/let-them-be-little.html' title='Let Them Be Little!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SLMnZo6nKOI/AAAAAAAAAjo/Fmh8awPz07c/s72-c/boys.jacob.legos.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3097691839981468174</id><published>2008-08-21T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:33:00.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abigail's First Day of Kindergarten - YEAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail could NOT wait for this day to come...to go the school with big sissy and brother. Unlike Madelyn, who had a very rough first year, having to unattach herself from her mother's hip...Abigail sailed through her first day with flying colors. She was so excited and had a great time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237099984958768466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3qsGCrxVI/AAAAAAAAAio/FzZ2zIlhrKs/s400/school.abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail is on the PM Tops program too, so she goes to school the same time Caleb and Madelyn do. It's very nice in our carpooling...I only have to go to the school once...absolutely wonderful!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237101790029222354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3sVKdBEdI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ZafYHKNqP6Y/s400/school.abby.playground.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her teacher, Mrs. Tina Lang is such a sweet, nurturing lady, who is also a great academics teacher. So, Abigail has the best of both worlds. We are so excited for this year and Abigail growing and maturing and learning...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237101914404334658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3scZyWrEI/AAAAAAAAAjI/sBDqZoRh8rc/s400/school.abby.line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abigail already knows all of her letters and sounds, can spell her first and last name, is attempting to spell words on her homework (ex. ball is spelled bol...that's how it sounds, right?) can count to 50, knows numbers to 11, and is in the process of beginning to read. She seems further ahead of her older siblings at this age...maybe that's what happens with each child...either way, she's doing great.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237102030241639506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3sjJUHrFI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/id9MhOyw6_o/s400/school.abby.goodbye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad are so proud of her and her hard work. She loves her homework, and loves to write. And of course, absolutely loves to sing...which is probably her favorite part of the school day. We look forward to a very successful school year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail's brother and sister were excited to start school again too. Caleb has Miss O'Brien again, but is in Ms. Dean's 5th grade Math class (and already bringing me home 100% - GO CALEB!). He is starting the year off great! He has a great attitude, is organized with his TONS OF HOMEWORK, and is loving going to school. Madelyn is in Mrs. Yeargain's class. She didn't get in the same class with her dear friend Sadie, but they get to see eachother in Math class and at recess. Mrs. Yeargain is a phenominal reading teacher, and teacher in general and comes highly recommended. I'm very excited about this year for Madelyn. She is starting the year off great too. Still getting used to the new homework load (lots more homework in 3rd grade), but she is my organized student and will be just fine. Already acing her spelling tests...but that doesn't suprise me. I'm looking forward to a very successful year for all of them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237101619219532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3sLOI0DDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/oCoCIF9-sXU/s400/school.kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237100140234636338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3q1IfVfDI/AAAAAAAAAiw/86ZaHZB9VQM/s400/school.abby.caleb.maddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3097691839981468174?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3097691839981468174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3097691839981468174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3097691839981468174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3097691839981468174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/abigails-first-day-of-kindergarten-yeah.html' title='Abigail&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten - YEAH!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SK3qsGCrxVI/AAAAAAAAAio/FzZ2zIlhrKs/s72-c/school.abby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-2421244298093943840</id><published>2008-08-15T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T15:30:45.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Football, Here We Come...July, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go, straight into Caleb's first season of tackle football. And boy is Dad is excited! We entered into a league where they go by grade, not weight...so our BIG GUY finally gets to play :) He's playing for CRUSH this year...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236729759564016178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyZ-I-HqjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0VLhL5hyyDk/s400/football.crush.helmet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And boy does my 9 year old look big in those pads. I sure don't want to be the little guy on the other side, staring into Caleb's eyes. He's bigger and taller than the 5th and 6th graders, and pretty much towers over his team.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236729375197689682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyZnxGC91I/AAAAAAAAAiA/CDIEr3njQpc/s400/football.caleb.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coach Ike, who is also the PowerHouse U17 Bball coach is excited to have Caleb on his team. He's got big plans for Caleb...hopefully Caleb steps up to the plate and takes care of business. This is his first year, so we are looking at it as a "learning year," but we still hope for much success.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236729241553255538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyZf_OuvHI/AAAAAAAAAh4/VygGiY-EoCA/s400/football.caleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I've seen so far...KILL OR BE KILLED! Caleb seems to be doing well. His passion is totally there, and he's learning the skills of blocking. He absolutely loves it, and we love watching him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of the other Medina family members seem to love it as well....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236730108528129330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyaSc9pdTI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/fX0Eikg4Loc/s400/football.maddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236730191472965778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyaXR9POJI/AAAAAAAAAiY/BUtJFbWMNHI/s400/football.abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236730294386638754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyadRVxP6I/AAAAAAAAAig/LC5jakE1wdY/s400/football.jacob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-2421244298093943840?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/2421244298093943840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=2421244298093943840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2421244298093943840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2421244298093943840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/football-here-we-comejuly-2008.html' title='Football, Here We Come...July, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKyZ-I-HqjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/0VLhL5hyyDk/s72-c/football.crush.helmet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-762811429153320365</id><published>2008-08-15T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T17:33:37.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slumber Party Weekend - July '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madelyn has immediately warmed up to her new Arsenal girlfriends. They are such sweet girls and are so welcoming and friendly, which is so important to Maddy. Hannah, Abriana, and Madelyn seemed to click the most and the quickest. I think Hannah called Maddy at least twice per day through the summer. Madelyn even looks forward to going to soccer practice to see her new friends. (She didn't like practice too much before because of the running...she loves the game, but hates the running...go figure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to brave the slumber party with a few squeeling girls...and it actually went wonderfully. They are such respectful girls, I didn't have any problems at all...except for assistance on building their "fort" if you call it that...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234905763288424194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYfDlVznwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Ac1yDTxNm3Q/s400/slumber.tent.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234905897734600962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYfLaMReQI/AAAAAAAAAhY/eRWASk676a8/s400/slumber.tent.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234906014744489570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYfSOFmrmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/PGUeN8M9yeg/s400/slumber.tent.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;They kept busy all night, dancing to Camp Rock, listening to song videos from You-tube, or playing Webkinz on the computer. Isn't that what all 8 year old girls do?!?!?!? Their dance video of the Camp Rock songs was priceless...I had to get it on video.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234906337462623650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYflATmnaI/AAAAAAAAAhw/wA7p4IAM72A/s400/slumber.m.h.b.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to many more slumber parties and other fiestas with these girls. And look forward to a great soccer season :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234906131789036722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYfZCHMvLI/AAAAAAAAAho/g9uH_ex7Dfg/s400/slumber.m.h.b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-762811429153320365?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/762811429153320365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=762811429153320365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/762811429153320365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/762811429153320365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/slumber-party-weekend-july-08.html' title='Slumber Party Weekend - July &apos;08'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYfDlVznwI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Ac1yDTxNm3Q/s72-c/slumber.tent.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-5661264378749416758</id><published>2008-08-13T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:53:04.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tucson Sporting Chance U9 Champs - July '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What an exciting weekend in Tucson.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234862988134029266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX4JveRl9I/AAAAAAAAAgY/69tHDZ1xc5c/s400/team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The boys went on the road for their final tourney of the season. They had a 3 day tourney at the UofA and played their hearts out. Everyone showed up with their game day face on and ready to play!&lt;br /&gt;Our first game was against Team Magic. What a way to start off a tourney...to play the team we just can't shake! But we finally got the monkey off our back and beat them with ease. The score was close, but the game really was not. We carried the lead and the upperhand the whole game and finished with a victory. Our boys were not totally "ON" and possibly could have shut them out. It was a good warm up game to a great weekend.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234861328115834258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX2pHbGHZI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9xPvCXPqJUM/s400/caleb.shot.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saturday morning we played Team AZ Bryant, played tough, put another victory under our belt...and one WIN closer to the playoffs. Our boys are getting better and better and gaining more and more confidence with each game. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back Saturday afternoon to play Tucson Magic and totally shut them out by 36 points. They were a tough little team that played their hearts out, but we were definitely the better team. It's good to play some of these game too...to keep building their confidence and work on their skills!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234861543459432114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX21ppAprI/AAAAAAAAAf4/d49kzax8qpU/s400/caleb.shot.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our final pool game Sunday morning for a place into the championship game was against Team AZ Amp...our rivals! We are always head to head with Amp's team, and it's always a tough game. But we came out on top, winning by 2 points. We actually carried the upperhand most of the game and were up by 6 in the last few minutes. With both teams in freethrow territory, going to the line with each foul, we played it safe those last few seconds, which brought them up 2 baskets in the last 30 seconds of the game. Yet another victory under our belt, and a place in the championship game...with of course Amp again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234861680457620498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX29n_7HBI/AAAAAAAAAgA/jkcv5gVua8w/s400/team.play.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final game started slow, with our whole team dragging their feet. We were very sluggish, but kept the spread to only 5 (4-9) after the first half. However, we showed up to play in the second half, taking the lead with an 8 point start...now up 12-9 within minutes. The rest of the game was very intense with a very close score. Up, tie game, down, tie game, back up again... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234861421004304450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX2uhdbsEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/T_GGLHTiG3M/s400/caleb.shot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 10 minutes of the game was crazy intense! It was absolutely phenominal how tough they played, and how great our fans were. It felt like a High School State Championship game. Other teams and fans started lingering over to watch us...THE U9 CHAMPIONSHIP GAME. So much intensity in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last 20 seconds we go up by 1. Amp comes down, stalls a few, then sinks a 3 with 8 seconds left to go. Powerhouse takes it back down, and with 2 seconds left, sinks a 3 from the NBA 3 point line. The crowd goes wild! I wish I had a picture of our fans coming off the bench and onto the floor. Other teams and fans from other teams were even jumping in the air with excitement from the game! We finish the game 37-36, with another 1st place trophy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234862845114350994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX4BarufZI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ImqgxhFqVlw/s400/team.trophys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These boys bond like nothing else. They get along so well off the court as well as on. I can see them still together in 10 years...just rocking AZ and anyone who dares enter. Caleb really enjoys hanging with them, and they are really good kids. And that is so important to have good quality friends in your life as you grow up. And I'm proud to call these families our friends.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234862117328636114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX3XDeFyNI/AAAAAAAAAgI/B2fmjPr_NII/s400/team.hangin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids had a blast the whole weekend, swimming at the hotel every night, watching movies with the boys next door, eating out, playing with friends...it was a nice, bonding weekend. The little ones were also good cheerleaders during the games...they loved to cheer the boys on.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234893771284818706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYUJjpWKxI/AAAAAAAAAgg/W6emrcmsD_M/s400/maddy.cheer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894015882859650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYUXy2EFII/AAAAAAAAAgo/mnhemlxwCYc/s400/abby.cheer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894210786884962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYUjI6zfWI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-5uOwEnyx8o/s400/jacob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We even caught Jacob letting UofA know we feel about them...since we are ASU fans... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894496914299266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYUzy05WYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/3K0XjB4zqHc/s400/jacob.pee.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894748351319682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYVCbgJzoI/AAAAAAAAAhA/TmQsOehS5yU/s400/jacob.pee.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Now, back to bball...Caleb played his heart out this weekend. His defense was phenominal. Nobody could drive the lane when he was in. His offense was great too, averaging about 10 points per game. We are so proud of him and his passion towards the sports he plays. One thing I will always remember...and share with him when he gets older...is he NEVER COMPLAINS. It doesn't matter how many days per week, how many hours per day, how intense it is, how much running he has to do...he shows up to play/practice/work hard with a positive attitude and ready to go. He absolutely loves sports and always has a good attitude no matter what he's doing. This is hard to do at age 9, especially with everything else going on...school, church, scouts, piano...and I'm very proud of him. Caleb, YOU ROCK!!!! I love you!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234894990169959362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKYVQgWNa8I/AAAAAAAAAhI/U-xo4pIMu3U/s400/caleb.trophy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-5661264378749416758?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/5661264378749416758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=5661264378749416758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5661264378749416758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5661264378749416758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/08/tucson-sporting-chance-u9-champs-july.html' title='Tucson Sporting Chance U9 Champs - July &apos;08'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SKX4JveRl9I/AAAAAAAAAgY/69tHDZ1xc5c/s72-c/team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-5465028057418408347</id><published>2008-07-08T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:55.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>POWERHouse Summer Sizzle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend our bball team hosted a basketball tourney...POWERHouse Summer Sizzle at the Premier Bball Academy. It was nice having the tourney in our own backyard and not having to travel to Phoenix all weekend. Several parents purchased the Bashas' powerade/water deal (20 powerades for $10, plus 2 cases of Dasani water for FREE), and we were able to sell them at the tourney, helping to make a little extra $$. Hopefully what we made on the tourney will help us travel to Tucson next weekend for our final tourney of the season...the Tucson Sporting Chance. This will be our 3rd year going to this big tourney and our 1st year with POWERHouse.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220749746007316610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SHPUO7f6GII/AAAAAAAAAag/8HCN8c2KYXM/s400/Caleb.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm real excited about this team. We (coach Glenn) have slowly built a quality group of boys...great athletes...great kids, to hopefully continue to move forward, building these kids physically, athletically, mentally, and even spiritually! They are just a well-rounded group of kids, and Caleb just loves hangin' with them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220749860084247122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SHPUVkd96lI/AAAAAAAAAao/uUe_uqDQ-OI/s400/Caleb.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys played hard all weekend long. Caleb had a great day on Sunday, playing hard and averaging 8 points a game for all 3 Sunday games. He played his heart out against the Magic, scoring 12 points, with 10 rebounds. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220749575195250514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SHPUE_LIz1I/AAAAAAAAAaY/_BFr6V-fOEk/s400/Caleb.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course he always has room for improvement. But we told him, he needs to remember how he played and how he felt, and now set the expectation that it is a minimum of what he should do each game from here forward. We know he can do it...he just needs to believe in himself and mentally prepare himself to play like this...always! I've been waiting for him to finally wake up and realize what he can do. Hopefully this is the beginning of it! Coach wants him to be scoring 20 points and 10 rebounds per game, and he needs to set that at his goal each game and strive to get it! He is definitely capable and just needs to believe he can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys played 2 games on Saturday, beating Team AZ in the first game, then losing to Magic Saturday night by 3 points.  Sunday morning they beat Las Vegas Sharks, placing them 2nd in their pool.  They started the brackets strong, beating Team AZ Amp.  This is the team we started always losing too.  Then we went 1 and 1 with them each time we played.  Now, we consistently beat them...and boy it feels good.  The boys now believe they can always beat them, and they play to win!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220750000303900898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SHPUdu08COI/AAAAAAAAAaw/LJ8WobRzI1Q/s400/Caleb.team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The championship game was against Team Magic, again.  We just can't get the monkey off our back, falling short in OT by 5 points.  They had the game won, leading by 6 points with 3 minutes to go.  And somehow Magic came back and tied the game up, then went ahead in OT.  The boys did not give up, giving every last second their all!  They finished the tournament with a 2nd Place trophy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, they had a super weekend and we are very proud of them.  Mom and Dad are very proud of Caleb!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-5465028057418408347?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/5465028057418408347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=5465028057418408347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5465028057418408347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5465028057418408347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/07/powerhouse-summer-sizzle.html' title='POWERHouse Summer Sizzle'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SHPUO7f6GII/AAAAAAAAAag/8HCN8c2KYXM/s72-c/Caleb.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1949587657179498682</id><published>2008-06-30T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:56.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer and Basketball Camps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the sports camp weekend for the Medina family. Caleb attended the Advantage Basketball shooting camp and Madelyn attended the ASU Striker/Keeper camp. Dad took the little ones and headed for North Scottsdale with Caleb. And I stuck it out in the sun for 2 days straight, 6 hours a day to make sure Madelyn didn't have a mental breakdown for Mom not being there :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad said Caleb did well, but was a little disappointed because there was only 1 coach to 30 players. He did learn the correct shooting techniques and over time will be benificial. The Advantage Baskeball camp is known nationwide, and families come from out of state to attend them. They are very well known to be a quality camp and money well spent! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our goal for Caleb was to help him perfect his form. He started getting a little side twitch to his shot, and we thought it was important for him to fix it now, so he doesn't create a very bad habit to break. Repetition and perfect practice is going to make perfect for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Madelyn's camp was at the girls ASU soccer fields, in the scorching 110 degree heat. I don't know how those kids made it 2 days...I barely made it...in the shade. The ASU assistant coach Blair Quinn and his wife were the main coaches, with a few ASU players and additional coaches, helped keep the ratio down. The ages were from 8 yrs to 18 yrs...I think Maddy was the youngest one out there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217784962923803394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGlLx11yswI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ns9mAy0GFi4/s400/maddy.asu.camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The goal was to help build on her technical skills as well as build the confidence she needs to be a "finisher." Even coach Blair said, anyone can be a forward, but to be successful as a forward, you need to learn to be a finisher...to score that goal! The weekend was spent on finishing tactics...touches after touches...attacking the goal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217785090948610066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGlL5SxSOBI/AAAAAAAAAZA/oRIEUK9dYRM/s400/maddy.asu.camp.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice for Madelyn to get a new perspective and new coaching techniques from another coach, especially the ASU coach. And it was neat for her to play on the ASU fields also...that was exciting for her! She was also reunited with her old soccer mates from Barza...Baylin, Anisa, Sophia, and London. I was a little nervous, thinking they were going to throw balls at me or something, but they were very nice and understanding of our move to Arsenal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217785210547191282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGlMAQTzvfI/AAAAAAAAAZI/w9AMgaS9BAI/s400/maddy.asu.camp.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A neat NOTE: Coach Blair's wife played pro ball, and her only Red Card in her career was plowing over Mia Hamm. What an exciting memory to have, even though it was a Red Card...it was Mia Hamm. Something she'll be able to share for years and years to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1949587657179498682?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1949587657179498682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1949587657179498682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1949587657179498682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1949587657179498682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/soccer-and-basketball-camps.html' title='Soccer and Basketball Camps'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGlLx11yswI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ns9mAy0GFi4/s72-c/maddy.asu.camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-8020753652376562327</id><published>2008-06-25T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:57.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Picture Time Girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGMPhzDXF3I/AAAAAAAAAYg/GgTUC3n9SHg/s1600-h/maddy.abby.10x10.5.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029866739570546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGMPhzDXF3I/AAAAAAAAAYg/GgTUC3n9SHg/s400/maddy.abby.10x10.5.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got the girls 5 and 8 year pictures. I always go to Target because they produce good pics and because they are very affordable. The girls that work there are always so good with my girls. It's always so hard to decide what pictures to get...I end up getting more than my wall can hold. At least they'll enjoy looking back at them eventually...hopefully...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215993790996716114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGLut6cAmlI/AAAAAAAAAX4/iuWLFhWKK04/s400/maddy.abby.5.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215993899517868786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGLu0Otd-vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/u9MvsYCuZZ8/s400/abby.5.08.5yrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216030031733302386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGMPrZs7pHI/AAAAAAAAAYo/eYoMUT1i43c/s400/maddy.5.08.8yrs.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216029216163569090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGMO77d9HcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/ZXiCafTonz8/s400/maddy.abby.piggy.back.5.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I love my girls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-8020753652376562327?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/8020753652376562327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=8020753652376562327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/8020753652376562327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/8020753652376562327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-picture-time-girls.html' title='It&apos;s Picture Time Girls!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGMPhzDXF3I/AAAAAAAAAYg/GgTUC3n9SHg/s72-c/maddy.abby.10x10.5.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-5155348503608142607</id><published>2008-06-18T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:12:58.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 5th and 6th Children</title><content type='html'>Our children on 4 legs have really become part of the family. Jazmin is an old veteran of course...I've had her since Christmas, 1996 before we got married. Joseph gave her to me as a Christmas present, so Cyrus would have a friend (Cyrus has since passed from a brain tumor). Since then, we have tried many other puppies over the years to try and get Jazmin a friend. However, Jazmin wasn't having it! She would fight with any dog that came through the backyard. She wasn't too bad when they were puppies because the puppies would usually back down to her. But as they got bigger and started to stick up for themselves, fights broke out making it was very scary. We didn't want anything happening to the dogs, but more importantly the kids. Especially Jacob who thought he could jump in the middle of them and break them up. Jazmin has really become protective of Jacob...they're new best friends...which I think caused some of the fights over the years.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213299911060120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlcpdpQYwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cOebQHdP21M/s400/bella.standing.8mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Anyway, we continued to try new puppies and new puppies hoping it would eventually work out. I had almost given up...but Madelyn kept bugging and bugging me about a small puppy...she's always wanted a dog that stayed "small." We finally gave in and found what we were told was a Teacup Poodle! She was so little, but so playful and immediately took a liking to Jazmin. Jazmin, of course, had to show her who was boss...but she didn't care. She just wanted a friend to play with and continued to bug Jazmin the best way she knew how.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213298132043987538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlbB6SwelI/AAAAAAAAAV4/6_bEO3mum88/s400/bella.jazmin.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy to know that, for the first time in 5 years, Jazmin has finally found a new best friend. At 12 years old, Bella has really brought the child back into Jazmin. It is quite entertaining watching them play in the backyard. I think it's so important for a dog to have another 4 legged friend...especially for the times when we're not home. They get along so well now it's amazing. You can't even tell Jazmin is 12 and nearly blind. She will play and chase the ball and chase Bella all around the yard. Hopefully it has given Jazmin at least another 3-4 good years. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213299684341602114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlccRDWV0I/AAAAAAAAAWA/8sAjyJDEeRM/s400/bella.jazmin.playing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see from the pictures, Bella is NOT the Teacup Poodle we were told. In fact, she is only 8 months old and will probably grow a little more still. The lady that sold her to me obviously lied to me. I've often thought of calling her about it, but decided I'd just leave it alone. We were told from the petstore that she could possibly be a Maltee-Poo...part Maltese, part Poodle. I guess we'll never really know... Thank goodness we still love Bella the same. In fact, it's probably worked out for the best, since she is not so "breakable" now...for the sake of her safety.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other night the kids decided to run through the sprinklers. They were having so much fun Bella decided to join them. She looked so pathetic when she got wet, I just had to take some pictures. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213300782599034162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFldcMYU1TI/AAAAAAAAAWY/5OqvS5QJGVo/s400/bella.wet.pathetic.8mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213300960198734962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFldmh_ZNHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/VfMpxWmj8n8/s400/bella.wet.8mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jazmin didn't care to get wet, while Bella attacked the water and played and played. She may have been having more fun than the kids. It was hilarious to watch her play... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213301404881274594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFleAaj-RuI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ch4ZPuM6OLM/s400/bella.jazmin.wet.playing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Then into the shower she went with the kids. And came out as clean as a whistle, and as happy as can be. It's amazing this is the same dog...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213300202813066370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlc6cglDII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/vmE83_HdMGw/s400/bella.smiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We love our Bella!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-5155348503608142607?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/5155348503608142607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=5155348503608142607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5155348503608142607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5155348503608142607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-5th-and-6th-children.html' title='Our 5th and 6th Children'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlcpdpQYwI/AAAAAAAAAWI/cOebQHdP21M/s72-c/bella.standing.8mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-4163948379525237178</id><published>2008-06-18T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:00.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tawny's Graduation</title><content type='html'>It seems like just yesterday, it was her first day of Kindergarten. I even remember the little denim dress and sunflower hat she wore...with her long pony tails...so young and innocent!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213278123279959138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlI1P1qxGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-p0i8IqNFTI/s400/tawny.brenden.1995.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213278265006904770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlI9f0AVcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XP_7IZ4lFIQ/s400/tawny.me.hollin.disneyland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hollin and I took a trip with them to Disneyland, before Joseph and I even started dating...we were already friends with Paul and Marcy and Shawn and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 13 years later...Class of 2008...Tawny has finally graduated and into the real world she'll go. She was so excited this day had finally come. I can't even believe it's been this long and she's 18 years old. She graduated with FFA honors and of course with her sports...playing soccer and running track through her high school years. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213263223835536770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFk7R_FTLYI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Bbn-Al8BciM/s400/tawny.graduation.diploma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213263100705550050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFk7K0Y0ruI/AAAAAAAAAUw/RYX36YbZ0ZQ/s400/tawny.graduation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;School is not over for her yet though...it's only the beginning of bigger and better things. She plans on attending Central Arizona College and trying out for Track there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Basha High graduation ceremony was at the Wells Fargo Arena at ASU. So, of course we had to take some pictures by the stadium bell...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213263478317613122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFk7gzGjgEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/y3mlVJwulmw/s400/tawny.graduation.joseph.carrie.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213281782658624562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlMKQFh7DI/AAAAAAAAAVw/TsjBRFbmf0g/s400/tawny.graduation.nana.tata.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are so proud of her. She is a good kid and I hope nothing but good comes her way. We love you Tawny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.........Since we were at the Wells Fargo Arena, I had to stop and pay a tribute to my Grandfather's Hall of Fame plaque on the wall of the Arena. He played football for ASU, and was the first player to be drafted by the NFL. He play with the Chicago Bears for 2 years, then ended up leaving to pursue teaching and coaching (pro players didn't make much money back then). He taught at the UofA first, then ended up at ASU, where he taught Hygiene and P.E., and coached Swimming, Gymnastics, Football, Tennis, and Golf. He was the MAN who started Gymnastics at ASU and was given an award last year for 50 years of Gymnastics at ASU. There has only been 3 coaches in the history of ASU Gymnastics and he was the first. He was one amazing athlete and man, and I only hope that one of my children accomplish what he did in sports and education!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213264156998612978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFk8ITYtt_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/ARKeqovvI3w/s400/grandpa.norris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-4163948379525237178?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/4163948379525237178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=4163948379525237178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4163948379525237178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/4163948379525237178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/tawnys-graduation.html' title='Tawny&apos;s Graduation'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlI1P1qxGI/AAAAAAAAAVY/-p0i8IqNFTI/s72-c/tawny.brenden.1995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-2573484213958736829</id><published>2008-06-12T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:02.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Year Cottages - June, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids end of the year cottages were a Science theme. This is the biggest project of the year for the kids and much time is spent on it. They work on it throughout the whole last quarter, and are so proud of their accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb's project was on the Desert Tortoise. His scientific question is How did the Desert Tortoise Outlive the Dinosaur? He wrote a whole report, with an opening paragraph, a 3 paragraph body, and a closing paragraph. I was quite impressed with what they accomplished as 3rd graders...and the process to get to the final draft. Along with this they had to make a board about his question, the procedure, and the results, as well as a model of their reptile, and attach the final report to the board.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211142044127826370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGyFE5XkcI/AAAAAAAAATw/53hcr17OdZ4/s400/caleb.science.project.painting2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211140388271067874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGwksWWkuI/AAAAAAAAATo/SB_uwcyfz_Y/s400/caleb.science.project.painting.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211140263679618834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGwdcNb7xI/AAAAAAAAATg/LNy4FdCC6tQ/s400/caleb.science.project.carving.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211142314926169634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGyU1suXiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/L4c4xxZKN_I/s400/caleb.science.project.turtle.mini.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And.........he had to do a presentation in class on his scientific question. Along with his model of the tortoise, we also brought Rexy and Minnie (our pet desert tortoises) in for the class to see. I think his presentation was the hit of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the whole procedure for this was quite large, but he accomplished it, he memorized his whole presentation (which Miss O'Brien was very impressed with), and got a 100%! Great job Caleb!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211142701399686130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGyrVbMO_I/AAAAAAAAAUA/JElo03F6Dds/s400/caleb.science.project.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Madelyn's Science project was Dinosaurs. Her subjects were the Pterodactyl, Apatasaurus, and T-Rex. Her question was "What kind of dinosaur pet would you like?" Madelyn's project, as a 2nd grader, is a little more low-key...not as much required. And she didn't have to present this year, which I was amazed because she had to last year as a 1st grader. I had her present to me in the classroom though, as I video taped her. She did a great job!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213030388257234482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFhnhK9jnjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HQXDvSqCcdo/s400/maddy.cottage.board.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213030613778506946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFhnuTGBJMI/AAAAAAAAAUo/zXOvyO1rfdU/s400/maddy.cottage.everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Madelyn also showed us some of other special projects she completed over the quarter. PopPop came to see both Science Fair presentations, and the kids really enjoyed him being there and were glad he came.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213029975261181266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFhnJIbn9VI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/8lzfQmQIgVE/s400/maddy.cottage.bird.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213030182983113618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFhnVOQZG5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/1haQBU76H0E/s400/maddy.cottage.bird.story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm not quite sure why they save the biggest project for last...there's already so much to do in the last part of the school year. Maybe so we can have the summer to recooperate. I sure could use some R&amp;amp;R, and I know the kids are ready for it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, no big plans to go anywhere this summer. It's only a 7 week summer anyway. We did have plans to go to Caleb's Las Vegas bball tourney in July, but it falls on the same week our kids are back in school. And for funding reasons, the kids need to be present on the first day of school or they can lose their place. I'm pretty bummed about it because I was excited to go visit Sheri and Trent. But I think I've come to terms now. Joseph and Caleb may be flying out for a quick tourney, then back again...still to be decided. We'll see, hopefully everything works out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-2573484213958736829?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/2573484213958736829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=2573484213958736829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2573484213958736829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2573484213958736829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/end-of-year-cottages-june-2008.html' title='End of Year Cottages - June, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGyFE5XkcI/AAAAAAAAATw/53hcr17OdZ4/s72-c/caleb.science.project.painting2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1395979873502141575</id><published>2008-06-12T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:03.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madelyn's Baptism Day - May 24, 2008</title><content type='html'>Today is probably the most special day ever for Madelyn...she turned 8 and got baptised and confirmed by her Dad. She was so high-spirited that day...something about her...a special glow to her. She was smiling from ear to ear. Maddy told me was a little nervous but very excited too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211101704064215314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGNY-cuKRI/AAAAAAAAASY/yZ5CHJ0ZnXE/s400/bap.maddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211101863044209762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGNiOsgXGI/AAAAAAAAASg/9dGAfQjtHKo/s400/bap.mad.dad.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211104918711310706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGQUF8UGXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/jYcQ0LsRZAs/s400/bap.mad.dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Many people came to watch her get baptised...family, friends, neighbors. Her cousins were there, which she loved, especially Whitney. Her and Whitney get along so well and have become great friends. Sadie from school, Camille from soccer, and Morgan from church came which meant a lot too. These girls have become very special to her too over the past year. And there real good girls...hopefully they remain friends for a long time to come. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211102025468434706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGNrrxdWRI/AAAAAAAAASo/OyU_0PcDceE/s400/bap.everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dad talked on Baptism and did an amazing job. Grandma talked on the Holy Ghost, and gave Maddy a special blanket. Her talks are always neat and special. It's kinda become the tradition in my family. She did it for Caleb, and now Maddy, and I'm sure I'll have her do it for Abby and Jacob. Always my favorite part...the kids get up and sing, "I am a Child of God." I love that song, and love it even more to hear the children sing it. It's so pure and sweet. I pretty much bawled the whole hour. Caleb gave the opening prayer and did an outstanding job. He always amazes me with his prayers and testimonies...he is going to be something big someday. He's even had 2 different families get up in sacrement, and as part of their talk, have talked about Caleb and how pure his prayers and talks are...which is a great compliment...I am so proud of him! Dad wrote a few things down for him and asked him to read them, so he can kind of think about what he's going to say in his prayer. We didn't want him to freeze up and get embarrassed or anything. He shrugged us off and said, "I'm just going to say my own prayer mom." And sure enough he did, and did it well! PopPop gave the closing prayer and did well too...as always, short and sweet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211102651604947234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGOQIUCUSI/AAAAAAAAATA/QsoKyc6X_T8/s400/bap.family.gma.poppop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211102323258470770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGN9BIIsXI/AAAAAAAAASw/pNFxbL7ZrBQ/s400/bap.family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nana and Tata, Aunt Shawn, and Tawny and Brenden came as well. They are not LDS, so it meant even more to have them there. I know Tata got emotional when Dad gave his talk. Hopefully they felt the spirit...if not, we still love them anyway. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211102479007428466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGOGFVlL3I/AAAAAAAAAS4/Mu_xuXIeH6I/s400/bap.maddy.tata.nana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Great Grandma came too. She was getting over the flu, so I'm glad she felt well enough to come. She turned 89 this year, and still goes to Water Aerobics every morning and is in great health! I hope I'm in as good as shape and health as her when I'm her age...if I'm still alive. She can still talk your ear off too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211105099569748418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGQensU2cI/AAAAAAAAATY/rYLTYIb7qqU/s400/bap.maddy.great.gma.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We had everyone back over to the house after and ate pizza, wings, salads, and cake, and just hung out. Sheri came into town and was there, and was amazed at Joseph's talk, and says I need to print it and put it in a book for her when she gets older. I think that's a great idea. She'll definitely need to be reminded of these things when she hits those teenage years :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211104014574961090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGPfdxaQcI/AAAAAAAAATI/BHP3DdgEMYE/s400/me.sheri.hollin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually headed for the hospital later that afternoon...Brynn had surgery on her spine and we wanted to go visit her at Phx Children's Hospital. We brought Maddy too see her and visit with Whitney. I think she was more excited to see Maddy than her Aunts. That's okay though...as long as we brought a smile to her face. Brynn was feeling much better, and was able to go home 2 days after that. She is doing well so far thank goodness. We are always so grateful it's not worse than it is, but keep hoping it gets better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this entry with Joseph's talk...I can't wait to share it with Madelyn even a few years from now, and remind her how much her Dad loves her and is proud of her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelyn, it seems like yesterday I was holding you in my arms. Now you are too fast for me to catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am more proud of you on this day, than any goal you have ever scored!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have those same ansious tingles in my belly, like you get in yours before each game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing in all that you do and have a magical spirit about you. Sometimes I love to sit and watch you play, because everything you do is so innocent and pure. What truly amazes me the most is that you find a way to communicate even by not saying a word. Your eyes and your smile, speak more loudly than the serenity of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so mature and have great character. But what I love the most about you is that you are so humble. You take your successes and your accomplishments, enjoy them for that moment, then you are on to the next thing. It is amazing to see how you never live in the past. You are so happy and content with living in the present and savoring in the now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take everything in stride and I can only remember one day, where I can say you ever had a bad day. I even remember crying for you and getting angry that day, because you were too tough and would not cry for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that today is a special day for you, but with your wonderful personality, everyday seems to be a special day. Nonetheless it is a special day for our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why our church believes that 8 is the proper age to be baptized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe that children do not reach the age of accountability until they are 8 (D&amp;amp;C 68:27; Joseph Smith Translation, Genesis 17:11). "They cannot sin, for power is not given unto Saten to tempt little children, until they begin to become accountable before me" (D&amp;amp;C 29:46-47).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why wer are baptized by the immersion in water?&lt;br /&gt;Baptism by immersion in water is symbolic of death and resurrection. More importantly, it is an ordinance of the gospel and is necessary to become a member of our church and to receive eternal salvation. All who seek eternal life must follow the example of the Savior by being baptized and receiving the gift of the Holy Ghost. Immersion is symbolic of the death of a person's sinful life and their rebirth into a spiritual life. Jesus himself was baptized by immersion. Therefore, he instructed us through his example and you too are performing the same ordinance he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being baptized today, you will enter into a covenant...or a pinky promise...with God and take upon yourself the name of Jesus Christ, keep His commandments, and serve Him (Mosiah 18:8-10; D&amp;amp;C 20:37). Basically, you are promising to live the gospel, listen to the promptings of the Spirit and to "Choose the Right," and try to live righteously so you can return to Heavenly Father and be with your family again someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By keeping the convenants you make here today at your baptism, the Lord promises to bless you for your faithfulness. Some of those blessings are having the gift of the Holy Ghost, the remission of your sins, and the privelege of being spiritually reborn. Upon living faithfully, we are promised eternal life (2 Nephi 13:19-20). Each Sunday that we attend church and partake of the sacrament, we are all renewing our covenant we made (D&amp;amp;C 20:77,79).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelyn, there is no doubt in my mind that I am confident that as you grow, you will continue to live your life in a righteous manner. Being humble is one of your greatest strengths. I pray that as your testimony grows, so does your confidence in yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to bear my testimony that I know this church is true. I have faith in Christ's teachings and accept his will, knowing that he knows what is best for me. I have faith that he will help me to help myself become a better father and husband to my family. Forgive me for being tough on you, you know that I love you and only want you to be the best at whatever it is you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have faith in myself that I will follow the teachings of the church so that I can return to my savior and enjoy everlasting life with my family. I have faith Madelyn, that you will be by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madelyn, I love you and I am blessed and proud to be your father! And I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1395979873502141575?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1395979873502141575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1395979873502141575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1395979873502141575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1395979873502141575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/madelyns-baptism-day-may-24-2008.html' title='Madelyn&apos;s Baptism Day - May 24, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFGNY-cuKRI/AAAAAAAAASY/yZ5CHJ0ZnXE/s72-c/bap.maddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-5973146452396873594</id><published>2008-06-11T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:05.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing of Spring Baseball - May, 2008</title><content type='html'>Caleb's end of the year baseball party went well, at PPP. I forgot my camera at the big celebration and awards ceremony, but the "Big Hurt" (Caleb's nickname) did well. They all got trophy's for being "undefeated" for the season.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210877410626086994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFDBZYR5qFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/HdD-dW0Zhi8/s400/caleb.baseball.2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Half of the Caleb's team came from his basketball team. Call it a small sports club, a group of boys who play together in all sports...basketball, football, wrestling, and baseball... That's part of the reason they play NYS (National Youth Sports)...so they can stick together. They wouldn't be able to do that with National Little League, where every team has to do a draft. Anyway, it's great to watch these athletes stay together, becoming great friends, getting great excercise, and kicking some butt every now and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210873730503745682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC-DKwXIJI/AAAAAAAAASA/Z8sgNJYMw8s/s400/caleb.baseball.swinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;No one could touch them this season. I really enjoyed watching them have fun and kick some butt at the same time. Caleb did very well, playing 1st base the majority of the time. He did get a chance at pitcher a few times and did quite well. He definitely has the speed, but needs a little better accuracy...which would come if he actually practiced the position. He had 3 KO's each time he was on the mound, which is awesome! He also had an in-the-park homerun (no fence), along with a few doubles and many singles.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210873648226714338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC9-YP_QuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/ZzwO6Gs458k/s400/caleb.baseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Joseph helped E-Rock's (Erik) dad coach. Caleb really liked having his Dad out there coaching...most of the time. Joseph is hard on him and expects a lot out of him, but he is his best friend and would do anything for him, and is so proud of him (notice he's almost as tall as his dad at age 9...Joseph better start being nicer to him :).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210877229277027618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFDBO0s6nSI/AAAAAAAAASI/F-8SB5TzW5o/s400/caleb.dad.baseball.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, he had a great season...the team had a great season. Now, on to the next sport...football...to be continued...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-5973146452396873594?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/5973146452396873594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=5973146452396873594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5973146452396873594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/5973146452396873594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/closing-of-spring-baseball-may-2008.html' title='Closing of Spring Baseball - May, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFDBZYR5qFI/AAAAAAAAASQ/HdD-dW0Zhi8/s72-c/caleb.baseball.2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-414464126922273354</id><published>2008-06-05T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:06.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Preschool Graduation - May, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC7V5bxWsI/AAAAAAAAARo/gvNBynKVRQo/s1600-h/abigail.preschool.pic.07-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210870753736612546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC7V5bxWsI/AAAAAAAAARo/gvNBynKVRQo/s400/abigail.preschool.pic.07-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abigail graduated preschool on May 22nd, 2008, from Arnette Montesorri Preschool. She went there for only 1 year, even though it was a 2 year program, and did absolutely phenominal! She grew so much socially, mentally, physically, and especially educationally (is that a word)! Her teacher's Ms Camille and Ms Suzanne, who were a mother/daughter duo, were just wonderful.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208545851593573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEh42yCRxRI/AAAAAAAAARA/zmsmZkE-OKA/s400/abby.preschool.w.teachers.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The Montessori method is a little different than what Caleb and Madelyn did in preschool. However, I am quite impressed. Abby left there being able to know by recognition and sound out every letter in the alphabet. She also knows how to spell her name, first and last. And she is starting to sound out words. I've started working with her on the "Sam" books that are introduced in Kindergarten at Edu-Prize. She can sound out a word, but still has difficulty combining it together and saying it smoothly. It seems her penmanship is miles ahead of where Caleb and Madelyn were at this time...not sure if her neatness is because of the Montessori, or because it's just Abby. Either way, she is doing awesome and is ready for Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abigail got along so well with her preschool class. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210870541300676386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC7JiDGNyI/AAAAAAAAARg/wfsfI3p9TjM/s400/abigail.preschool.class.pic.07-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All of them were her best friends, although she talked a lot about Brooklyn and Maggie. Of course Gracie and Nathan were top of her list too.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210860038059373490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFCxmKbOs7I/AAAAAAAAARI/ssWYiqZa0w8/s400/abby.gracie.preschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210860312757840466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFCx2JwcqlI/AAAAAAAAARQ/IJ_BPEfSByk/s400/jacob.swinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jacob even joined the fun and can't wait to go to Ms Camille's for preschool. Hopefully when he's 4 he'll have an opportunity to go...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210865248751344562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC2VdxAW7I/AAAAAAAAARY/CdKhi4XZmbw/s400/abby.swingset.preschool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Abby is going to miss her preschool but is so excited for Kindergarten; to go to school with her big sister and brother. I am so excited for her too, and I know she is going to do very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-414464126922273354?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/414464126922273354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=414464126922273354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/414464126922273354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/414464126922273354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/preschool-graduation-abby-may-2008.html' title='Abby&apos;s Preschool Graduation - May, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFC7V5bxWsI/AAAAAAAAARo/gvNBynKVRQo/s72-c/abigail.preschool.pic.07-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3029627695303728613</id><published>2008-06-05T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:08.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Birthday Celebrations - May, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Bounce U just wasn't enough for my girls and their birthday's...we like to call it their birthday week. For Madelyn on her special day, we ordered pizza and a cake. PopPop and Nana came by and visited. She came from Arsenal assessments, so there wasn't much we could do. She is a free-spirited girl and was happy with anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208527157296403058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhn2oWgknI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qtIOlK_GSM4/s400/maddy.bday.cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For Abigail's special day, we took her to dinner of her choice...her favorite, McDonalds. I think she had "play" on her mind.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208530562429449650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhq81dfdbI/AAAAAAAAAQY/MswtB2TMBpg/s400/abby.maddy.jacob.mcds.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caleb had basketball practice and wasn't able to make it to the McDonald's fun. But it's more for the smaller kids anyway...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208540264887640722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhzxl7yYpI/AAAAAAAAAQw/6hF1ci8P4Jw/s400/mcdonalds.girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The life of the party was of course, Jacob, who is just as crazy as ever...always... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208540168195460946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhzr9ukz1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/CfqinsMSQhU/s400/jacob.crazy.boy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to the house and sang Happy Birthday and had cupcakes to finish off the night. Abigail had a blast, and that's all that matters for today!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208539753993345282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhzT2tGGQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/351f_cOpJkU/s400/abby.bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Even Bella came for the celebration...and enjoyed eating all the crumbs off the floor...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208543254489444386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEh2fnEZsCI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/A3OV_CQffzk/s400/bella.6mo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3029627695303728613?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3029627695303728613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3029627695303728613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3029627695303728613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3029627695303728613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/extra-birthday-celebrations-may-2008.html' title='Extra Birthday Celebrations - May, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhn2oWgknI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qtIOlK_GSM4/s72-c/maddy.bday.cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3821373385423310397</id><published>2008-06-05T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:08.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 69th Birthday PopPop May 17, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of birthday's in May. It's PopPop's turn for a party. It wasn't much, but hopefully meant something to him. Hollin and Scott were in Strawberry, so Ryan and Lisa came over for a BBQ with PopPop and Grandma. We just hung out and visited and let the kids play. Not much different than most family get-togethers...just hanging out and having a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208487845590325986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhEGY1Z2uI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tIjAHMiklDM/s400/kids.poppops.bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208488286584207394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhEgDqieCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tm6yeQFrBk0/s400/girls.hoola.hoop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;My Dad is such a great man, father, and grandfather. He is always babysitting someone's kids, watching someone's sporting events or school production, or just spending time with family. He is absolutely wonderful with the children...he is a big kid himself still, at 69 years of age. He can still get down and wrestle with the kids. It's so fun to watch him with them.  And he is always willing to help and be there for you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208492243400799090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhIGX9IM3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/UNXWvARG_-8/s400/poppop.bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has done so much me, and continues to do for me over the years, and I am forever grateful for everything he has done. I really enjoy our conversations we have, whether it be sports, scriptures, grandchildren, or just shootin' the breeze...it's something I'll always treasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208493258295788530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhJBcu8w_I/AAAAAAAAAQI/43QRVnoQJNg/s400/poppop.gma.me.abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday PopPop. We love you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3821373385423310397?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3821373385423310397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3821373385423310397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3821373385423310397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3821373385423310397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-69th-birthday-poppop-may-17-2008.html' title='Happy 69th Birthday PopPop May 17, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEhEGY1Z2uI/AAAAAAAAAPw/tIjAHMiklDM/s72-c/kids.poppops.bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-9013813079862154486</id><published>2008-06-04T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:10.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Madelyn &amp; Abigail - May, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to party again...Madelyn turning 8 and Abigail turning 5, we threw a combined birthday party at the Bounce U. Between family and friends, we had 35 kids running around. It's was absolutely crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started at our home for pizza and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208433021782091554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgSPOO8ZyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lth3DY_mVLU/s400/bday.everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Then we headed for Bounce U for major craziness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208438424979463938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgXJutlXwI/AAAAAAAAAOg/zil6SBNgEic/s400/bday.bounceu.slide.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208456236824363154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgnWhAVgJI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kkteqTFhQVo/s400/bday.bounceu.boxing.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;There were so many kids and so much craziness, I can only hope they all had fun. Thank goodness it was self-entertaining and I didn't have to entertain all of these kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208446504000376386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgef_aRTkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/vfcawaEzPLI/s400/bday.bounceu.sliding.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208447342025950002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgfQxTIwzI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5SYyWICSHJs/s400/bday.bounceu.tug.a.war.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a combined group of cousins, school friends, church and neighbor friends, work friends, soccer friends, and basketball friends...so I was a little worried that they all wouldn't get along. But it seemed to go pretty smooth...as smooth as 35 kids can go, and everyone seemed to have fun.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208450642752175922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgiQ5dl_zI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/YOdhDOTYRNw/s400/bday.bounceu.everyone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the house for cupcakes and presents. This year was definitely a Webkinz year for the girls. Although they received a variety of gifts, they mainly got Webkinz, which they were absolutely thrilled about. Maddy now has 9 and Abby has 4 Webkinz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208454563514528354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgl1HcLsmI/AAAAAAAAAPY/1_3uLZv4-JE/s400/bday.presents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The adults even got to sit for a minute at the end of the night to chit chat and enjoy some cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208448422775276914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEggPrZ2xXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/zA6ZdphuB14/s400/bday.adults.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whew...not sure if I'll do that again. But it was definitely memorable to Maddy and Abby. Happy Birthday baby girls. Mom loves you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-9013813079862154486?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/9013813079862154486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=9013813079862154486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/9013813079862154486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/9013813079862154486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday-madelyn-abigail-may-2008.html' title='Happy Birthday Madelyn &amp; Abigail - May, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEgSPOO8ZyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lth3DY_mVLU/s72-c/bday.everyone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1735088529687644083</id><published>2008-06-04T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:12.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 85th Birthday Grandma Chona - May 10, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joseph's Grandma Chona's 80th birthday party was held in Casa Grande at Amber's house. The Casa Grande kids really know how to throw parties. It was a surprise party for Grandma and boy was she surprised!!!!  She was definitely the Princess of the night. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208159569729023522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcZiN8_7iI/AAAAAAAAANY/tm_MLuYBo3I/s400/grandma.chona.party.girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a D.J., a dance floor, tons of food, and lots of family. It was great to see everyone. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208160059398224674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcZ-uHO-yI/AAAAAAAAANg/Q_3EkHuH_JQ/s400/joseph.me.dancing.casa.grande.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They even somehow got me out there on the dance floor, dancing to Selena...  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208161149093103602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEca-JivR_I/AAAAAAAAANo/qU3wS4rFGgo/s400/kids.in.casa.grande.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though Casa Grande is not too far away, it still seems impossible to get down and visit. It was nice for the kids to see their cousins they don't get to see very often.  We had a great night hanging out, visiting, dancing, eating, playing...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208163053441197330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEccs_ytJRI/AAAAAAAAANw/KklOwECr_Ek/s400/casa.grande.j.juanita.t.%26j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joseph was able to see Aunt Juanita from Tucson, and see his sister Debra's 2 grandchildren...who are absolutely adorable...Tiera and Ramsey.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208163397924044562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcdBDF0PxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/MmMBdvuKw-w/s400/casa.grande.debra.w.grandkids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe Joseph's sister is a Grandma, and Marcy is a Great Grandma.  I can definitely wait for that time to come for me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208164755428727122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEceQEMJ2VI/AAAAAAAAAOA/yuo40cvBBFM/s400/casa.grande.boys.gabriele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great night and we're glad we were able to be a part of, that we'll remember always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1735088529687644083?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1735088529687644083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1735088529687644083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1735088529687644083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1735088529687644083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-85th-birthday-grandma-chona-may.html' title='Happy 85th Birthday Grandma Chona - May 10, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcZiN8_7iI/AAAAAAAAANY/tm_MLuYBo3I/s72-c/grandma.chona.party.girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1955116779894053362</id><published>2008-06-04T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:12.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The Champions - Cinco de Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beginning of May started with another basketball tourney for Caleb...The Cinco de Mayo tournament. This time the boys coming out on top...of them all. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208154954994610754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcVVmuk8kI/AAAAAAAAANI/p4Q8NBOohEo/s400/caleb.holding+trophy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Their first '1st place' finish and they are so proud of themselves. They were all on cloud nine...even the coaches and parents. We even had other parents comment on the enthusiasm and feel of the gym when they walked in to watch the championship game. They felt like they were at a High School game. It was great...and even greater to win. The boys lost their first game of the tourney, and went on to win 6 straight games, all the way to the Championship!!!  Jordan was voted MVP of the tourney, hitting a 3 pointer at a crucial time.  He had a great tourney.  Caleb was outstanding on defense, and continues to improve always on offense.  He had a few 16 point games, but then had a few 4 point games.  He needs to keep working on his consistency, and always being BIG under the basket.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208155551389496130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcV4UeMs0I/AAAAAAAAANQ/JC7Ax0a20Go/s400/team.with.trophy.b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Caleb slept with the trophy for the first week after, and even took it to school to show his class and teacher.  Joseph tells Caleb to remember that great feeling of winning, and continue to always work hard for the next one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1955116779894053362?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1955116779894053362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1955116779894053362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1955116779894053362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1955116779894053362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-are-champions-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='We Are The Champions - Cinco de Mayo'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcVVmuk8kI/AAAAAAAAANI/p4Q8NBOohEo/s72-c/caleb.holding+trophy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-8928874601457873645</id><published>2008-05-29T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:13.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Bound - April 26, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're off the Vegas for a basketball tourney...and to Sheri and Trent. This is the first traveling tournament the boys have been too, so it's very exciting. But we're all a little nervous because Vegas teams are known to be good. It will be great experience for them regardless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys played hard...against some tough teams.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208148932866553986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcP3EjXOII/AAAAAAAAAMo/pu01y9daYcg/s400/caleb.vegas.rebound.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208148138410410642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcPI0-QgpI/AAAAAAAAAMg/PzfKHDB_4us/s400/caleb.vegas.freethrow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They went 2-2 in the tourney, and all the way to the championship, finishing with a 2nd place trophy. We were very proud of them, and they were very proud of themselves.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208150005671165698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcQ1hD6fwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eEw2QJ0GXpk/s400/team.vegas.trophies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bonus to the Vegas tourney was that I got to see my sister Sheri, and baby Trent. What a great place to go for a tourney... It was so nice to see and visit with them, and to see Trent since we don't get to see him very often...he's getting so big so fast (already 6 months).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208150716835133490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcRe6WneDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Wa6LRsnEAXo/s400/abby.jacob.trent.4.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids loved 'loving' Trent, and I really enjoyed visiting with Sheri. My mother came with us on the trip (don't ask me why I didn't get a picture of her...), and stayed an extra week with Sheri after we left. It was her birthday, so Sheri made a cake and we had a nice dinner and sang to her. Nothing extravagent, but I think special. It was nice for her to spend time with Trent and Sheri since we don't see them often...as much as we should or would like.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208152029312301970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcSrTtju5I/AAAAAAAAANA/Tp6D7voJcRM/s400/sheri.trent.vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an awesome trip...a great bball tourney and great visit with my sister.  BTW, she's already lost all of her baby weight from Trent and looks great...she makes me mad!  I'm still trying to get off my last 20 from Jacob...some day!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-8928874601457873645?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/8928874601457873645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=8928874601457873645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/8928874601457873645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/8928874601457873645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/05/vegas-bound-april-26-2008.html' title='Vegas Bound - April 26, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SEcP3EjXOII/AAAAAAAAAMo/pu01y9daYcg/s72-c/caleb.vegas.rebound.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1713760666300688258</id><published>2008-05-29T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:13.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Day - April 23, 2008</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to begin...other than this is and probably will be the most special day of my life on this earth. Joseph and I went through the Temple for our endowments on Tuesday, and then with our children on Wednesday to be sealed for time and all eternity. It has been such a wonderful ride down the path we have taken as a family; growing in the gospel as a family. How close we have grown together in the church and as a husband and wife, and as a family. To know we will be together in heaven as a family in the Celestial Kingdom means more than anything here on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph is my ROCK, and I don't know what I'd ever do without him. He is the convert, yet has helped me grow so much. I know for a fact that the Lord had plans for us and our family, to meet and to grow together, to become closer to eachother and to thee. He is such a wonderful husband and an even better father. I could not have asked for more...I love him with all my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205939826317608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD82sJW4R_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pH2UD0Hi7Hw/s400/me.joseph.temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My children are so precious to me, and it was so wonderful to be able to have them there with us when we were sealed as a family. It was such a blessing to have my children present, so pure and innocent, so beautiful in white! It is so hard to explain in words what it truly meant and what it felt to be able to have my children present during the most important day of our lives. &lt;p&gt;I asked the kids what they thought of the experience...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Caleb -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was so amazing to be sealed to my family forever. The temple was so relaxing, and it felt good being with my family. I love my family and want to be with them forever. (Caleb also made a few comments regarding our clothing I don't think I'm allowed to mention; however, it was very cute and I'll have to write it down somewhere else and remind him later in life :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Madelyn -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was quiet, peaceful, and relaxing. I couldn't believe that so many people we knew came to see us be sealed as a family. I liked us getting sealed so we can be a family in heaven. (I don't think she ever stopped smiling the whole time we were in the temple. Her pure innocence in her face and smile is something I'll always remember.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abigail -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I saw people holding hands and getting married. I saw people not running, only walking. Everyone was very quiet and wore all white. I thought the seats were so so soft. I knew Mom and Dad loved eachother and were wearing all white. Oh, and I liked the toys and the gummy bears in the kids room. (Abigail couldn't stop staring at herself in the mirrors. It was so cute to just watch her watch everyone else...and herself. She looked so precious in all white!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jacob -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I saw Mommy and Daddy getting married in Jesus' house. And I liked playing games and singing Old McDonald had a farm in the play room. (Jacob's first comment had to be my favorite. He kept saying it over and over. It was such a pure and innocent comment from a 3 year old, but meant so much for him to notice the important reason we were there...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205940101195515922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD828JW4SBI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/9FIYooKDTSw/s400/family.temple.w.parents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Mom and Dad helped us through everything. My mom was my escort, and Joseph asked my Dad to be his escort. It was great to not only have someone helping us, but to have my parents helping us meant so much more. My parents are such wonderful people that area lways will to do anything they can to help. Many long talks about the scriptures with my Dad meant so much, that I will never forget. My Mom who I can talk about anything too and she will understand. They are amazing people and I am truly grateful to have them as my parents and friends.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205950507901274146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD9AZ5W4SCI/AAAAAAAAAMY/o6PvEQY4ZRE/s400/everyone.+at.redrobin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We of course ended our wonderful evening celebrating as a family...eating. It meant so much to have family there to support and love us through this grand experience. I love my family with all my heart and I could not have asked for a better Mom, Dad, sisters, brothers, grandmas, sister-in-laws, brother-in-laws, neices, nephews, cousins, friends...well, you get the point. What can I say, my family is awesome! I love you guys!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1713760666300688258?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1713760666300688258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1713760666300688258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1713760666300688258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1713760666300688258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/05/very-special-moment-april-23-2008.html' title='A Very Special Day - April 23, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD82sJW4R_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/pH2UD0Hi7Hw/s72-c/me.joseph.temple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3077851813579093158</id><published>2008-05-29T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:14.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball and more Basketball - April 11, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It seems every weekend is spent watching basketball. Don't get me wrong, we love to watch and we always do it as a "family," so it's great! But it just seems we're always headed to Phoenix for yet another tourney! Coach Glenn loves the game, and will do whatever he can to get these kids in every tourney possible. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205924007953057714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD8oTZW4R7I/AAAAAAAAALg/bvO5FpQMQj0/s400/caleb.bball.4.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This tourney; however, was hosted by Powerhouse. Yeah, a tourney we can actually stay in town for. It was nice not having to travel too far to watch the boys play. They had a good weekend, winning the Consolation championship. Team AZ always seems to be the team to give us a run for our money. They have some tough kids, but it only makes us tougher. Our team also made some money on this tourney, helping us to pay for our next 3 tourney's which includes our Vegas Trip at the end of the month. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following weekend was spent...you guessed it...at another basketball tournament. This time back to Phoenix of course. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205932962959869906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD8wcpW4R9I/AAAAAAAAALw/-0Jrcvz3jIU/s400/caleb.bball.with.ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They also got to spend some time with the big boys Powerhouse team. Looking up to the big boys and watching them play means a lot to the little guys. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205926795386832834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD8q1pW4R8I/AAAAAAAAALo/tW4yA8WdYfE/s400/caleb.bball.with.big.boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even got to sit on the bench with them during a game. They thought they were cool! It was cute to watch. Both teams did well in the tourney...hopefully helping us get ready for Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls even find fun at the basketball games, giving everyone a half-time show... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205934453313521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD8xzZW4R-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/TRI9SnX-EkQ/s400/girls.on.stage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely try to make every weekend a Family Affair, making sure whatever we're doing, we're doing as a family.  Right now just seems to be basketball games...we'll enjoy it while it lasts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3077851813579093158?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3077851813579093158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3077851813579093158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3077851813579093158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3077851813579093158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/05/basketball-and-more-basketball-april-11.html' title='Basketball and more Basketball - April 11, 2008'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SD8oTZW4R7I/AAAAAAAAALg/bvO5FpQMQj0/s72-c/caleb.bball.4.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-442660446764063225</id><published>2008-03-26T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:18.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness...another crazy month</title><content type='html'>Kids Cottage Fairs, Caleb's basketball tourney, Ryan's birthday, Sedona, Castles n Coasters, Easter...just a few of the exciting moments for the month of March.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out attending Madelyn and Caleb's Cottage Fairs at their school. Madelyn's was first, and hers was on the 10th . Her class sang songs that represented moments in American history. It was very cute, and I was so proud of her and her accomplishments.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187740831827084098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6OzPvXw0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dPpdz9KFOpQ/s400/maddy.cottage.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's Cottage Fair was on Arizona Connection, and was considered a "family project." He picked an Arizona town and had to come up with a presentation on a part of that town. Caleb's town was Pinetop/Lakeside...a very beautiful place with much sentimental value to our family. So Caleb and Mom went to work, gathering facts and pictures. Then mom put together a video that went along with a poem I (and Grandma) wrote. It was quite the unique presentation and turned out great.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187740943496233810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6O5vvXw1I/AAAAAAAAAJI/jkgD3Aa7I5M/s400/caleb.cottage.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Caleb's first basketball tourney with his new team, Little Powerhouse. I'm so impressed with his new coach and his new team. I know Coach Glenn cares about Caleb and truly enjoys working on the kids skills, making them better athletes. I am excited about the growth and future of this team. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187742000058188642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6P3PvXw2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/heLJ6Z5rB84/s400/caleb.jumpball.3.08tourney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Powerhouse took the Bronze on this tourney, but only lost to the 1st place team by 4 points. They played well and will only get better. My favorite moment was when we were playing Caleb's old team and Caleb totally stuffed his friend and school mate. Tyler did not have a prayer against Caleb...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187742588468708210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6QZfvXw3I/AAAAAAAAAJY/CiqBnhSKcWM/s400/caleb.stuffing.tyler.3.08.tourney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb is definitely a force to be reckoned with. His size totally scares most of the kids his age. When he is in they think twice before driving the lane. His rebounding and shooting is getting better and better with each practice and game. Some people call him the next Shaq (except Caleb can shoot...hee). As I say with Madelyn, Caleb is so fun to watch and I look forward to many years to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Ryan's birthday on Saint Patrick's Day, having a little family get together at their house. The kids had a blast, as they always do. And Great Grandma Margaret even joined us, and actually enjoyed the caos with all the screaming children. She enjoyed it so much we had to get a picture with her and her great-grandchildren. She is 88 years old and such a joy to be around...she'll talk your ear off, but still such a joy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187744199081444242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6R3PvXw5I/AAAAAAAAAJo/d8CeUkH_4yI/s400/grt.gma.with.grt.grndkids.3.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187744065937458050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6RvfvXw4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/L1o5_VkLu6c/s400/uncle.ry.brynn.jase.3.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187744366585168802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6SA_vXw6I/AAAAAAAAAJw/zjTZEcilamo/s400/kids.%26.unclerys.bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; A day in beautiful Sedona wasn't enough for one weekend...we had to stop at Castles n Coasters on the way home and spent another 5 hours there. Although it is no Disneyland, it definitely filled the roller coaster void for the kids. Last Spring Break was spent at Disneyland, and with no plans for this Spring Break this year, we had to come up with something quick. And this is the next best thing that Arizona can bring. They actually didn't know much of a difference...a ride is a ride &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187752183425647538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6ZH_vXw7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2D8xHrZ6PLE/s400/coasters.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a ride&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187752355224339394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6ZR_vXw8I/AAAAAAAAAKA/cQhJ4kJ5roU/s400/coasters.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a ride... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187752561382769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6Zd_vXw9I/AAAAAAAAAKI/r0rYXJLTi0o/s400/coasters.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miniature golfed &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187753347361784834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6aLvvXxAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/sRd35JZLMAg/s400/coasters.8.abby.golf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and road ride&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187752827670741986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6ZtfvXw-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/7PNLMDL887o/s400/coasters.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; after ride...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187753132613420018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6Z_PvXw_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/yXqUxdtFwNc/s400/coasters.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shut the park down. The kids had an absolute blast and want to know when we're going back. Uhhhh, not for a while I hope :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187753540635313170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6aW_vXxBI/AAAAAAAAAKo/IsOAm63vy_s/s400/coasters.7.kids.golf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning....&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Easter&lt;/span&gt;. We barely got home and to sleep in time for the Easter Bunny to come, deliver some goodies, and hide eggs. When you have to wake up your 3 and 4 year old and force them to go see what the Easter Bunny brought, then you've got serious problems. My kids have never been the "wake up at 5am cuz their so excited" kind of kids...like I remember me growing up. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187756044601246754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6covvXxCI/AAAAAAAAAKw/fo3zOLSKl-8/s400/easter.08.kids.coloring.eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187756315184186418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6c4fvXxDI/AAAAAAAAAK4/E8Z8ktSbhGw/s400/easter.08.finished.eggs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But they still got excited once they arose, and we had a wonderful morning together as a family. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187756521342616642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6dEfvXxEI/AAAAAAAAALA/V8TSjxFKPdA/s400/easter.08.morning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Bella had fun finding Easter eggs... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187756791925556306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6dUPvXxFI/AAAAAAAAALI/HPZdwASjkek/s400/easter.08.bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Another basketball tourney for Caleb, this time playing kids older than them. It makes a big difference with another year of growth, strength, and coordination. It was a tough tourney, but they came out with another Bronze, winning the consolation game in OT by 1 point. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187758101890581602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6egfvXxGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8KwG0syBdkc/s400/caleb.bball.3.08tourney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We are so proud of them!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183991643273025458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_E87v_h17I/AAAAAAAAAI4/K9aNUjFEYsY/s400/little.powerhouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And that raps up March. Oh, and I can't wait for April...another busy and exciting month ahead...as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-442660446764063225?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/442660446764063225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=442660446764063225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/442660446764063225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/442660446764063225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/03/marchanother-crazy-month.html' title='March Madness...another crazy month'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_6OzPvXw0I/AAAAAAAAAJA/dPpdz9KFOpQ/s72-c/maddy.cottage.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1482708777913319177</id><published>2008-03-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:20.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been TAGGED...twice!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I've been tagged twice. So, I will do both this once. I guess it gives great info and memories to look back on in the future...so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAG #1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;All about my BROWN SUGAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is his name?&lt;/span&gt; Joseph Timothy Medina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How long did you date?&lt;/span&gt; I can't remember when we started "dating" exactly. We hung out as flirty friends first. Then got more serious as we became the best of friends. I would say we dated for about 2-3 years total.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How old is he?&lt;/span&gt; 34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How old are you?&lt;/span&gt; 37...yes, I was robbing the cradle :) I like my men young...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who said I Love You first?&lt;/span&gt; Ya know, I can't remember exactly, but I think he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is taller?&lt;/span&gt; I am taller, by 2 1/2 inches. It used to bother me a lot, but I'm okay with it now...obviously. I don't own any high heel shoes though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who can sing better?&lt;/span&gt; Definitely Joseph. I actually love to hear him sing. Wish he would do it more. I do love to sing though, even though I can't carry a tune. And so do my kids. Hopefully they will get their singing ability from Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is smarter?&lt;/span&gt; I am at math. He is at everything else...including common sense :) Yes, I do seem a little blonde at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who does the laundry?&lt;/span&gt; I do it...although he will get it started for me sometimes, and will even fold every now and then. I don't mind washing, it's the folding and putting away I can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who does the dishes?&lt;/span&gt; I do. I'm kinda anal about how it is placed in the dishwasher. So everyone just gets it to the sink and I do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His guilty pleasure?&lt;/span&gt; His children. I know that seems odd and kinda funny, but he absolutely loves his children and will do anything with and for them. If it involves the children, he's game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed?&lt;/span&gt; He does, because the alarm is on the left, and there's no way he's getting up to turn it off. It would go on for hours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Besides you, who is his best friend?&lt;/span&gt; His children. He will tell Caleb he is his best friend...it almost makes me cry it's so sweet. As I already said, his children are everything in life to him and he wants to spend all his extra time with them. (Thank goodness he doesn't have too many close friends from his younger years...he didn't hang around the best crowd...)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242930158589810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sGfP_h13I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZlCiIRWCrhU/s400/caleb.dad.jacob.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who cooks dinner?&lt;/span&gt; I do mostly. But if there's meat involved, he usually cooks the meat. Oh, and he cooks the weekend breakfast. My kids won't eat my eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who drives?&lt;/span&gt; He does. He thinks he's the "worlds best driver" and everyone else on the road is horrible. I would have to agree to an extent...especially in Arizona. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of driving, had to share what the gas prices were during the time (not so long ago). Found this picture and my mouth dropped. Wonder what it will be in another 10 years.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183985819297372066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R_E3ov_h16I/AAAAAAAAAIw/J0XDNOAnMwQ/s400/gas.prices.97.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who is more stubborn?&lt;/span&gt; I hate to admit it, but it's ME. He is a little, but I think mine over powers his...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who kissed who first?&lt;/span&gt; I kissed him first. In fact, I wonder where we would be today if I hadn't taken the plunge...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who asked who out first?&lt;/span&gt; He asked me first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What was your first date?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He took me to a movie. We went to an R rated movie (can't remember the movie), and we both got carded...he was 21 and I was 24. And they thought we were 16...hellllooooooo. I'll never forget that. We also went to the pool hall a lot and played pool...and went dancing a few times...back in the day when that was cool to do (lol). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who proposed?&lt;/span&gt; He did, at the bottom of our stairs on Christmas Eve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who has more siblings?&lt;/span&gt; We both have 4 siblings each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who wears the pants?&lt;/span&gt; I do for the most part, unless he makes me feel guilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What is your favorite thing about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;His love for his family. He absolutely is the best father, and I just love that. He is all about family and what we can do together. He has no selfishness in him in when it comes to his "own" time. His choice would and will always be spending time with his family. This quality has made him so much stronger in the church too, which I love him even more for it. I could not have picked a better husband and father to our children. I love you Honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY, NOW FOR TAG #2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;OUR LOVE STORY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Where did you meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We both worked for Motorola, and a mutual friend was having a party. It was actually on Joseph's birthday, and we met at his house. I had seen him around at work prior, but was not formally introduced until August 31, 1994.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.What was the first thing you said to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Where was your first date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He took me to a movie. We went to an R rated movie (can't remember the movie), but we both got carded...and he was 21 and I was 24. And they thought we were 16...hellllooooooo. I'll never forget that. Kinda funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Where was your first kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was actually at a co-workers house. We all went out to play pool, then back to her house to hang out. I can't remember exactly how it went down, but I know I kissed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. How long did you date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We dated for about 2 years I think. We were friends at first, so I can't remember when our official dating started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Where did you get engaged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It was Christams Eve. We were getting ready to go to the Horne Christmas party. He was down stairs, I was upstairs. He yelled to me to come downstairs. I turned the corner on the stairs and he was down on one knee. I started to cry. It was a very emotional and exciting moment.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242556496435042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sGJf_h12I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/W4OC5paenAk/s400/C%26J.wedding.announcement.pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. When were you married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We were married on September 26, 1997. We got married at my parents Stake Center by their Bishop. Ten years, 6 months later, we are preparing to be sealed in the temple for time and all eternity...a day that I cannot wait for.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242350338004818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sF9f_h11I/AAAAAAAAAII/Oz-nd8PQwWM/s400/C%26J.wedding.pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. How did your reception go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reception was absolutely awesome. Everyone raved about it for a long time what fun they had...they'd never been to a reception as fun as ours. We had a DJ and danced the night away to Mariachi, pop, country, even the electric slide...you name it. Both sides of the family were out on the dance floor jamming and having a grand ole' time. The food was mexican, prepared by Joseph's family...and it was awesome as well. A very fun night I'll always remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. How was your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Our honeymoom was even better. We took a week cruise to the Western Carribean, then spent another week at DisneyWorld. Two weeks was awesome and perfect. We can't wait to take our children back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182242152769509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sFx__h10I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CaM-9xhkKCA/s400/C%26J.honeymoon.pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. And the rest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;History...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243338180482946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sG2__h14I/AAAAAAAAAIg/xcvXEUbhnOI/s400/girls.07.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182243587288586130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sHFf_h15I/AAAAAAAAAIo/VZIdMne9bKQ/s400/caleb.jacob.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1482708777913319177?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1482708777913319177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1482708777913319177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1482708777913319177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1482708777913319177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-taggedtwice.html' title='I&apos;ve been TAGGED...twice!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R-sGfP_h13I/AAAAAAAAAIY/ZlCiIRWCrhU/s72-c/caleb.dad.jacob.1.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-3373732504785762658</id><published>2008-03-12T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:22.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back....bringing you February</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so it's been 1 1/2 months since I've written...so much has gone on I can't even remember half of it. My motivation was to journal more...that didn't work. Any ideas on how to find time to blog??? I barely have time to use the restroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anway, where do I start? February was a busy month for Madelyn, as she finished up her season of soccer with 3 tournaments. We're so proud of her and her potential, words can't even explain. At 7 years old, she just continues to amaze me. I cannot wait what a few more years of experience will do for her. Not to mention she has met so many new friends that will become lifelong friendships. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176987363485702450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9halAdAWTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/EzK4iqoyUXo/s400/fam.with.mad.soccer.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are Maddy's biggest fans, next to Mom and Dad... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213280584594546338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SFlLEg8y3qI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2XHnyk8t8W8/s400/barza.team.pic.08.alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176967052585359650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hIGwdAWSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IXaUdk3MVvs/s400/barza.maddy.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she is just so darn cute too! You can't tell from the picture above, but she lost 2 teeth this month as well (3 in the last 2 months...the tooth fairy is going to go broke). Now she gets to sing, "All I want for &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; is my two front teeth."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maddy has a little break now, from just about everything except school. I took her out of piano...plan is for about a year...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;for my sanity and her safety&lt;/span&gt;! Funny though, since I've done that she has gone to the piano several times herself to play some songs. And what it took to get through one practice with her.....you can't even imagine. I may put her in some Mariachi dancing for fun and for exercise during the spring. We'll see if I come through...if I can find the time to get her there...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caleb continues to carry the busiest schedule of any child I know. For February it went something like this (and it can change from month to month, but never gets any less busy)...Monday - baseball practice, Tuesday - cub scouts...basketball...wrestling, Wednesday - one-on-one basketball practice...piano, Thursday - basketball practice, Friday - baseball practice, Saturday - game time!!!! This doesn't even include his 2-3 hours of homework per night, the extra conditioning Dad has them do, and the fact that he doesn't even get home from school until 4:30. I don't know how he does it, but he does, and does it well! He does get a little scatter brained sometimes, but his teacher incorporated this new "Fun Friday" concept if you get everything done during the week...that sure motivates Caleb. That's all he needs is a motivator and it's done! I am so proud of Caleb for his hard work in everything he does. He has so much passion for what he does...he is going to be a great leader someday!!! Not to mention an incredible athlete at whatever sport he decides...and every woman's dream man...at 6'4", offensive tackle, and...playing the piano!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176987874586810690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hbCwdAWUI/AAAAAAAAAG4/iOr-JSXbifI/s400/caleb.piano.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caleb also had his Pinewood Derby this month, and did quite well. He came in 3rd place, which is absolutely awesome considering the 1st and 2nd place winners were brothers, and their dad bought their cars (cheater cheater pumpkin eater)... He was a little sad since he took 1st place last year, but we told him he can't always expect that and needs to be proud that he got 3rd...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177003559807375698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hpTwdAWVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/tQcFKV9WARA/s400/pinewood.derby.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For my little miss Abigail...she is such a joy to be around. Even on her bad days, she's still enjoyable to be with. If she's not singing some kind of song, then something is seriously wrong. She absolutely loves to sing (which I might add...her mother is NOT musically inclined...although loves to sing too..hee). I sure hope she takes after her dad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby's preschool (Arnette Montesorri) took a trip to the zoo this month. We had so much fun with her class, and her friends. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177004032253778290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hpvQdAWXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mBgdGySNFFc/s400/abby.school.zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She loves being with Nathan (who lives down the street) and Gracie (who I babysit), which are both in her preschool class too. Abby and Nathan are inseparable. Nathan won't even go to primary without Abby. It's very cute to watch! And Abby looks forward to Gracie coming every morning...and is sad when it's not my day to watch them. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177006188327360898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hrswdAWYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/UIpeugaQ4YE/s400/abby.gracie.nathan.zoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby is by far my best cleaner. She cleans better than her older brother and sister. And she actually puts it away in the correct place...which is major for a 4 year old. I'm so happy she is neat, but I hope she doesn't become OCD like I am when it comes to a neat and orderly house... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now Jacob...he is and will always be my crazy kid! Joseph said he reminds him so much of himself, which is very scary because he was BAD!!!!! I'm just happy to say that we haven't been back to the emergency room for stitches in the last year. He will do and try anything...and has NO FEAR doing it! He is getting so big, saying such big things, and keeps me on my toes with everything...even dropping his pants &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt; to pee....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177006390190823826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hr4gdAWZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5U45zQAdc8Y/s400/jacob.zoo.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He even keeps me in check with my words... "Uuummmm, Mom, you said a bad word...you said stupid. Daddy's going to give you soap." (okay, that's one of my favorite words when I'm driving...to all the "stupid" drivers out there on the road that don't deserve to have a license...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now for my 5th child...even Bella has had excitement! Abby decided to put her on the pool table and see if she can walk along the edge around it. To her dismay, she didn't do very well, falling on her front leg. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177006592054286754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hsEQdAWaI/AAAAAAAAAHk/2NQI1fZ2H8Q/s400/bella.cast.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because she was so small, we didn't know if it was broke or not...so off to the Vet we went. And let me tell ya, those Vets can charge you whatever they want, and you have no say! They sure are making a good living. I paid $34 just for the bandage wrap that probably cost them 50 cents. My $350 puppy now just became my $600 puppy! But I'm happy to say she recovered from her sprain just fine and is doing wonderful. She's 100% crate-trained, and probably about 90% total potty trained. Once she perfects that, she'll have the run of the house (which she kinda already does). And Jazmin is getting better with her too. She still lets Bella know who owns the house, but she is getting nicer with her...thank goodness.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177007571306830274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9hs9QdAWcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_dtPq-F1LXY/s400/bella.bella%26jaz.backyard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but definitely not least...Sheri and baby Trent graced us with their presence. It was a quick weekend...more sanity check for her...but so nice to see her and her beautiful baby. I was having so much fun visiting, I forgot to take pictures until the end of the night, and only got Trent...tired and hungry...but still dang CUTE!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177348905242745298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9mjZgdAWdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4bFAwp05_js/s400/trent.2.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there you have it...my February...hopefully my March brings us good luck and more excitment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-3373732504785762658?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/3373732504785762658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=3373732504785762658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3373732504785762658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/3373732504785762658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-backbringing-you-february.html' title='I&apos;m back....bringing you February'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R9halAdAWTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/EzK4iqoyUXo/s72-c/fam.with.mad.soccer.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-2848924918361337493</id><published>2008-01-23T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:25.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another crazy weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yet, another fast, fun, and festive weekend for the Medina familia. Caleb having to spend the night at coaches house Friday night just so he can have a ride to his 8am bball game...Joseph is at a Boy Scout overnighter. And Maddy having a soccer tourney, starting at 8:30am at Red Mountain Sports Complex. With the little ones having to get up so early in the morning, it's a wonder we make it anywhere on time...or do we?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Caleb's team played hard in their game, but fell short by 8 points, playing guys much bigger than them...which is hard to do with Caleb. One player wouldn't even reveal his age after the game....hhhmmmmmmm. I still haven't been able to see Caleb play because of his and Maddy's schedules, but at least Dad gets to go and cheer him on. Dad is constantly working and playing with Caleb, practicing his rebounding and shots. It's hard to see it at age 9, but one day Caleb will see what a great dad Joseph is and how much time he spends with his "best friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Barza's first game started out real rough, playing a top Nevada U9 team, who were much bigger than them. Although, since her team is playing up (2 years for some of them), it's hard not to be bigger than the little 7 year olds out there... Grandma has a hard time watching because she doesn't want anyone pushing her little Maddy around. We keep telling Grandma, her little Maddy does her own share of rough playing too :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158866241106822562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5f5g3DtRaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3XnH5whpRxI/s400/maddy.soccer.tourney.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Barza came back at the 1pm game and played very tough, but still falling short 1-2 against the #1 U9 AZ team (Sereno from Scottsdale).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the Saturday games, the Barza family stayed after, with the Maddio's motorhome and had a BBQ at the park. The kids and adults had a blast, shutting the park down 4 hours later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158867031380805058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5f6O3DtRcI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VfqD-_y-M0A/s400/IMG_7982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sunday they came out on fire and ready to play, defeating Del Sol and Arsenal, finishing the tourney 2-2. I was very proud of Maddy's play and how she continues to improve and amaze me. Everyone constantly tells us they have NEVER seen a girl her age with such great dribbling skills. Mom is so proud of her and her hard work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158870944096011746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5f9ynDtReI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qKLth1oZ_xg/s400/maddy.soccer.tourney.a.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maddy really enjoys playing with these girls, on the field and off. They finished the long weekend with a slumber party at the Self's house, and all of them got along so well and had such fun. Maddy was the first to crash, and the last to wake up...that's my girl...loves her sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To add to the excitement during the fiascal of a weekend, in between Maddy's games, we picked up a new addition to our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158897426864358914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5gV4HDtRgI/AAAAAAAAAGY/s8frKjtujf8/s400/bella.pink.bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am pleased to introduce Bella. Our teacup Poodle is 9 weeks old and our new pride and joy. (Heads up to all those mothers out there still having children...this is what happens when you finally stop having them but still need to fill that void). Puppies are a lot of work, but she is so cute and fun to have around. We're just hoping and praying that she stays healthy...and survives Jacob :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158897585778148882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5gWBXDtRhI/AAAAAAAAAGg/GnAyjUiIUtE/s400/bella.shoe.scale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-2848924918361337493?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/2848924918361337493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=2848924918361337493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2848924918361337493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/2848924918361337493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-crazy-weekend.html' title='Another crazy weekend'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R5f5g3DtRaI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3XnH5whpRxI/s72-c/maddy.soccer.tourney.1.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1497877293701163738</id><published>2008-01-14T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:27.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Filled Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This weekend was a very crazy and fun weekend...for the kids. It started out with a basketball game for Caleb at 8am. Then straight to 2 soccer games for Maddy. Then immediately heading for the LeBaron's Strawberry Cabin (if you want to call it a Cabin...more like a luxury home). I didn't get to see Caleb's game...Dad took him...because I was home with the babies and getting Maddy ready for her games. Although Dad said Caleb played well. He's definitely a strength and solid body on defense. They did however lose by 8 points. Maddy's first game went well. Not including Maddy getting nailed and knocked to the ground right before half-time, she did quite well. Dad keeps telling her it's part of the game and it will only make her tougher :). She's slowly getting used to it. They are both so fun to watch and will bring Joseph and I many exciting and enjoyable years to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155496082276342338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wAXzD_2kI/AAAAAAAAADY/TkmQwIEjMHo/s400/maddy.soccer.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first game ended in a tie, but should have been a Victory. Their 2nd game; however, was a little tougher only because they did not show up to play. Barza was definitely the better team but just didn't show it today. We'll get 'em next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then immediately after the game it was off to Strawberry to hang with the family. Hollin, Ryan, and families, and Grandma and PopPop all met at the LeBaron cabin for some weekend fun...and snow. The huge game room was a definite hit, if they weren't sliding on the ice or eating snowballs. The kids had fun at the meadow across from the cabin,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;making their&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;own small sledding area (kids will make fun anywhere...).&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155512385972198178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wPMzD_2yI/AAAAAAAAAFI/WFwMn5R9kzU/s400/kids.snow.meadow.1.08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then it was off to the Gravel Pit for the serious sledding. Of course the boys picked the slope with a jump in it, so everyone of them bit the dust (or should I say snow) just about everytime they went down. But it was still OH SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abby, Taryn, and Jacob went to the small hill and took turns helping eachother into the disc and pushing eachother down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155496597672417890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wA1zD_2mI/AAAAAAAAADo/Iu1qnzz3Ibk/s400/IMG_7850.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155496799535880818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wBBjD_2nI/AAAAAAAAADw/M2QQ-7eGkNU/s400/IMG_7853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maddy must have went down the most in the shortest amount of time. Up and down, and up and down...as many as she could do before her feet got so cold that she sat down in the snow and took off her shoes and socks right there. Helloooooo...you still have to get to the car Madelyn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155501889072126706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wFpzD_2vI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Wzi2W0GPxCA/s400/maddy.sledding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The boys showed No Fear and continued to "bite it" down the big hill, with Caleb and Uncle Ryan catching some serious air time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497031464114818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wBPDD_2oI/AAAAAAAAAD4/15ikyM1akNY/s400/caleb.ryan.midair.snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Joseph and I braved the hill before leaving...I'm happy to say that I was the only one that didn't "bite it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497271982283410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wBdDD_2pI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ef6B_irGb_U/s400/dad.mom.sledding.jpg" border="0" /&gt; But my favorite had to be PopPop, age 68 being a big kid at heart and having the time of his life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497460960844450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wBoDD_2qI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Ek2ROGp0UJE/s400/poppop.snow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and of course, biting it too....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155497748723653298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wB4zD_2rI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Ygk9n4jy-wQ/s400/IMG_7906.JPG" border="0" /&gt; All in all, we had a great time in the snow and spending time with family. These are times we'll remember for many years to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155503508274797330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wHIDD_2xI/AAAAAAAAAFA/J9WjbhxVIEI/s400/IMG_7916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wGJzD_2wI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1IvJwRpOItc/s1600-h/IMG_7916.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1497877293701163738?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1497877293701163738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1497877293701163738' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1497877293701163738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1497877293701163738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/01/fun-filled-weekend.html' title='Fun Filled Weekend'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wAXzD_2kI/AAAAAAAAADY/TkmQwIEjMHo/s72-c/maddy.soccer.1.08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6470159904874907615.post-1507712130915938673</id><published>2008-01-09T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:13:27.881-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Here we go into 2008 full speed ahead. Kids back to school, Maddy playing club soccer, Caleb playing basketball, both in piano lessons, Caleb in CubScouts...and me trying to blog and keep up with them...just go go go! But all of it so fun and so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We just spent the last week of Christmas break visiting Disneyland, with Grandma and PopPop joining us to see Mickey. It was pretty busy but worth seeing Disneyland decorated for the season, seeing it snow (snow machines off the roofs), being able to celebrate New Years Eve there, and just being in the Holiday spirit at the "Happiest Place on Earth." Definitely worth doing once in a lifetime...the weather was perfect, the kids were (almost) perfect...ha, Disneyland was perfect, a perfect week to end 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155515048851921730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wRnzD_20I/AAAAAAAAAFY/PMMiHESjsVY/s400/IMG_7632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maddy's favorite ride hands down is Matterhorn. Caleb loves Splash Mountain and Indiana Jones. Dad, Abby Jacob, and Grandma all love Pirates. And Mom and PopPop's favorite is Souring over California...which Abby asked me during the whole ride..."Mom, are we weawy (really) outside, are we weawy outside." One of the kodak moments, was when Abby fell asleep in the stroller, and Maddy and Jacob decided to feed her Cheetos. Abby, sound asleep got into a rythym with her cheetos, so when Jacob wasn't feeding her fast enough, Abby started eating the air, then her pin landyard, then her sweatshirt...all sound alseep! It was the cutest and funniest thing ever. I wish I would have had it on video...it would have won the Funniest Home Video's $10,000 grand prize...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4WsxDD_2UI/AAAAAAAAABU/6F2e5X1eVnU/s1600-h/disney.fam.07.08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6470159904874907615-1507712130915938673?l=medinafamilia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/feeds/1507712130915938673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6470159904874907615&amp;postID=1507712130915938673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1507712130915938673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6470159904874907615/posts/default/1507712130915938673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://medinafamilia.blogspot.com/2008/01/january-9-2008.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Medina's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17863402859413927302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/SGv_WcnCIPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/TMQWHH5bEj0/S220/0544.xmas.family.pic.07d.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uzCIGXAZE68/R4wRnzD_20I/AAAAAAAAAFY/PMMiHESjsVY/s72-c/IMG_7632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
