tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27259231611196183262024-03-04T20:30:34.632-08:00Bishop FamilyBishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-62165180484402826792010-05-18T07:44:00.000-07:002010-05-18T07:44:08.455-07:00We're at it again<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Moving that is. This will be our 7th move in our 6 years of marriage. Hopefully we are near the end of it for a while. Nick got a job in Boise. We will be moving in a couple of weeks. Also Bost got his tonsils out a month ago and did way better then I thought he would do. I think he was just excited to have popsicles for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Kolson enjoyed this too. Can't give it to one and not the other. Here are a few pics from his tonsils.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And just for fun cute Kole playing with cars. He could do this for hours if his big brother would leave him alone long enough to allow him to.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy2xCRW3vKfeKtbzI79j6cwqqG4sgOojLYDZhfSmR_XK33c2aCYXiXjScx8wxDT5tBIp4QDyV8rmk-h6FkPAChxAutmTlVfVUSl4vSjt8900AKYQIMm33AqAkRPtMpCx6QjJns7g1buQ/s1600/Spring+2010+095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfy2xCRW3vKfeKtbzI79j6cwqqG4sgOojLYDZhfSmR_XK33c2aCYXiXjScx8wxDT5tBIp4QDyV8rmk-h6FkPAChxAutmTlVfVUSl4vSjt8900AKYQIMm33AqAkRPtMpCx6QjJns7g1buQ/s320/Spring+2010+095.JPG" wt="true" /></a></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-24513116914031709652010-04-07T19:46:00.000-07:002010-04-07T19:46:39.612-07:00My little boy is 4<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Crazy my little boy is already 4. We had a fun little party for him. My mom came to help celebrate his B-day and brought his cousin Kenlee with. For his special birthday dinner he chose steak with dip (A-1 sauce) and a basketball cake. What 4 year old choose's steak over all other food. His dad is teaching him well I guess. We are so glad he is in our family and wish that he would stop growing up so fast.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOoL3_ubQAfHm4qBd3PgCZwBJgzRtz_Hf6DiMFlkL3O2nFBUw5oVWULeLHtem1mcuQtEzMdGi1kjZAVMa9e7l9yp3NNryjruHHqxzPnc9P9iAJROA_sEi6_odQzZF9GS4lO_hHOrGCPc/s1600/DSCN0813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOoL3_ubQAfHm4qBd3PgCZwBJgzRtz_Hf6DiMFlkL3O2nFBUw5oVWULeLHtem1mcuQtEzMdGi1kjZAVMa9e7l9yp3NNryjruHHqxzPnc9P9iAJROA_sEi6_odQzZF9GS4lO_hHOrGCPc/s320/DSCN0813.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">His special steak dinner. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFX801XzDFtVMIEZHxSlHX4MsHlxgGdk0JuWTMkmfTgUS1R28X4i2v1yTumERrt0lhXjk7lmYJAEX6jz9YGI1L6HhkKVpZs5WdFNDt5JKEoVDZxKJ2m1BCtM7c_P-84CfTEUlV94KmPyM/s1600/November+2009-March+2010+153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFX801XzDFtVMIEZHxSlHX4MsHlxgGdk0JuWTMkmfTgUS1R28X4i2v1yTumERrt0lhXjk7lmYJAEX6jz9YGI1L6HhkKVpZs5WdFNDt5JKEoVDZxKJ2m1BCtM7c_P-84CfTEUlV94KmPyM/s320/November+2009-March+2010+153.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"> He finally got his sword. He was very specific everytime we asked what he wanted for his b-day that he wanted a sword and tool belt and thats all.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNOSz375gJ9CcgfK0QBRCdRENn75ag-0z8BYB1_gKb6k9d1tK2qVF8PetBSW3sbOmgIiYONte3YHjs0AvAmViKzyUk-vUrum2APnn7vGjZTZwnSsx3KzURvLzyARIXKTxi9OTpellJuBQ/s1600/November+2009-March+2010+161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNOSz375gJ9CcgfK0QBRCdRENn75ag-0z8BYB1_gKb6k9d1tK2qVF8PetBSW3sbOmgIiYONte3YHjs0AvAmViKzyUk-vUrum2APnn7vGjZTZwnSsx3KzURvLzyARIXKTxi9OTpellJuBQ/s320/November+2009-March+2010+161.JPG" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5spmSkjXdeBBuXIQHLQwmaRKzPl7qMdjrSZS6EPtwikDTa-xly06Lu6ytHeeXSfWxYQHRoK6kof8e6p_K6UPYk0e9aT9n8yhyAupLHhzpdTc_xwH5crxPWt9fKG4gPzYS1HnXNsjdYfE/s1600/November+2009-March+2010+194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5spmSkjXdeBBuXIQHLQwmaRKzPl7qMdjrSZS6EPtwikDTa-xly06Lu6ytHeeXSfWxYQHRoK6kof8e6p_K6UPYk0e9aT9n8yhyAupLHhzpdTc_xwH5crxPWt9fKG4gPzYS1HnXNsjdYfE/s320/November+2009-March+2010+194.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-14593550914877746462009-11-03T14:22:00.000-08:002009-11-03T17:58:42.496-08:00HalloweenFinally an update for any of those who are still checking my blog. Halloween this year was a lot of fun. Boston had so much fun with painting and carving pumpkins, making Halloween sugar cookies, and dressing up like a pirate. We asked him a month before Halloween what he wanted to be for Halloween and he chose a Pirate so he can have a sword. I always stress over costumes (my stress over costumes makes this Holiday my least favorite) but my mom was a life saver this year. Nick and I went costume shopping and didn't have much luck. My mom came to the rescue and put his costume together. A little bit of frugal shopping at DI and a little sewing (two things she is very good at) and voila the custest little pirate ever. Kolson was easy, he wore the frog costume Boston wore a few years ago. He was a very cute frog and wore it the whole night without a fight. <br />
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</div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-39012816274202040902009-08-12T06:45:00.001-07:002009-08-12T19:40:27.685-07:00My little 1 year oldThis little boy has grown up way to fast. I can't believe he is 1 today. Looking back at his newborn pictures makes me want to cry. He is such a sweet boy (he probably won't like that when he's older) and we have loved every minute of him in our lives (except night time minutes). I don't know how Boston ever lived without his little broter as he calls him. Hearing them play and giggle together is the best noise, and it makes me giggle just watching them laugh at each other.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369076458902975458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhjWjXf_njmX1qBFKmwE86U097imVWzjQfTJBMZxFmYeIGlqNPrAYCl6KZjVwPtKx2wf_20HMFBGv1gCLVoGrkyHd6sUQudFD_5hUl4D_iJykbIWqa6yfJVvDjJXYpzHATHfbRCXWTA0/s320/Kohlson+051.JPG" /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEwckEwi64rpEAvsHOZSK2W6wqizF5dMscEdobAHjipEKSkqfccWuN0Ddg9rvwJnkPVh4bj9ZfeULt8WeJWhnZp5o4cnIHS4P1hoChQfjwdDwRp1DmDBo3JZpUOg92ZxBV7nz1GsRQDqs/s1600-h/Halloween+015.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 258px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082032019526386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEwckEwi64rpEAvsHOZSK2W6wqizF5dMscEdobAHjipEKSkqfccWuN0Ddg9rvwJnkPVh4bj9ZfeULt8WeJWhnZp5o4cnIHS4P1hoChQfjwdDwRp1DmDBo3JZpUOg92ZxBV7nz1GsRQDqs/s320/Halloween+015.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qzL5SPpiJ7HOxiBYRABds5UxEeSRCBWeuPsPaCHD9e3hoGtq0SkXdUoH5QxbXawxCAhcXUJ0CTOB3MuA952yjMOpcAS8l2ojqerRmcQVSR1d_EEgtSCIJbkH9PbE7nIPwQaEHLNzslY/s1600-h/4th+of+July+016.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369079173858769650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qzL5SPpiJ7HOxiBYRABds5UxEeSRCBWeuPsPaCHD9e3hoGtq0SkXdUoH5QxbXawxCAhcXUJ0CTOB3MuA952yjMOpcAS8l2ojqerRmcQVSR1d_EEgtSCIJbkH9PbE7nIPwQaEHLNzslY/s320/4th+of+July+016.JPG" /></a> I love cuddling with this little boy and am afraid I don't have to much longer of it. Boo hoo.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369076480147067922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Jr0lyfPGRnUI5Swl8dC0bogfmsUhKSCrk2GW5Q01vB3qSovleG7vsqiFsaaQDnZD82I6AFP2TV8m0HQt55tbTJYoC18zN6voKH8IpRl7pDb3TNMcR9uB2yJH-U8xDaKr3SE6zI6NtfY/s320/June+2009+050.JPG" /> Happy Birthday Kolson!!!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEW9ywVJxeigb6nStH4AnkgY9lJgXlrTAOLmBU6BZFJnovBNExacWY-5kgRznZZM6mEH6q6sqfRnUCu5uVDcNPcBL7bMW1nGGWQRgIbFGRHv_PJtkkDFu5iB1K5rfahx0htRAKq8bjY14/s1600-h/August_2008_075_edited.jpg"></a></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-31302789530370196462009-06-29T14:21:00.000-07:002009-06-29T19:07:17.384-07:00We're still aliveI apologize for the lack of blogging and leaving you all hanging. I've had some hate notes and phone calls about getting back on the blogging wagon. I'm ready and have a few posts that I will be working on for the next couple of days. Anyways for those who don't know we moved to Teton Valley. Nick still has his same job. The housing prices went down here over the last year and Nick has somebody to car pool with here. It has been a good move for us. When it's time to go home after spending the weekend with family Boston asks are we going to our old house or the fun house. I think I'm safe to say it has been a good move for him.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7Cj-dgIIMqX7DQCZmxlKCqp7l78ngyvsfW43Z9C9ssbmli_8nW8P6LocfaLEDYbR5JgWPk9AWGHJHH3lY7UguTklSgCJNmwzMhO9Ecu8FsYRpMz9tCn7CXgGSiNIZvbJJrfbK61H4iA/s1600-h/Driggs+Summer+2009+112.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352874974081316530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh7Cj-dgIIMqX7DQCZmxlKCqp7l78ngyvsfW43Z9C9ssbmli_8nW8P6LocfaLEDYbR5JgWPk9AWGHJHH3lY7UguTklSgCJNmwzMhO9Ecu8FsYRpMz9tCn7CXgGSiNIZvbJJrfbK61H4iA/s320/Driggs+Summer+2009+112.JPG" /></a><br />Kolson was such a trooper when we moved. He fell asleep in his jumper which is very unheard of.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWvV8RVoe_2OUH51NouYrUC_uWVUCupLak_VcvME37mZT8avZskBt42UEzRn7r4Z-RtaQN9W2Nz57Pjejd0tmToFTLIWwP-G6Nv1INb8dxiTSvm2QCnQ26NTHhXA_ZSWANj9pjSgPEjU/s1600-h/Driggs+Summer+2009+103.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352874964081545266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfWvV8RVoe_2OUH51NouYrUC_uWVUCupLak_VcvME37mZT8avZskBt42UEzRn7r4Z-RtaQN9W2Nz57Pjejd0tmToFTLIWwP-G6Nv1INb8dxiTSvm2QCnQ26NTHhXA_ZSWANj9pjSgPEjU/s320/Driggs+Summer+2009+103.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjYijwmZwCgGmuNjGIrccR2zPfq03HKqLQ6ISbsG-JOSDL5Oc1uAQsuqGU0GOcTLrBhAR9qkgPkv2M7WOBrvG25n_c_MmmyRJffmPXA9It1DXvhIrcOCuB5hMQIHnqhAM4osLpSyqHLKg/s1600-h/Driggs+Summer+2009+089.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352874962258566258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjYijwmZwCgGmuNjGIrccR2zPfq03HKqLQ6ISbsG-JOSDL5Oc1uAQsuqGU0GOcTLrBhAR9qkgPkv2M7WOBrvG25n_c_MmmyRJffmPXA9It1DXvhIrcOCuB5hMQIHnqhAM4osLpSyqHLKg/s320/Driggs+Summer+2009+089.JPG" /></a> The boys had so much fun playing in the boxes. Boston made a train with all the empty boxes.<br /><br /><br /><div><div></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8UbXFpbInlV1VWW_-n_wWk4LJ_ChU4uhKL1cDkjjfPE5OKCRjgipIQfMGdfAA2AvqDo4maQ4hjXrjq19x8NPOZBw51rq1aobxV6IxB3zzzVoxssc3jaP6aAJ1BW0eCMfncNqsXUMjTw/s1600-h/Driggs+Summer+2009+096.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352874954963917730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8UbXFpbInlV1VWW_-n_wWk4LJ_ChU4uhKL1cDkjjfPE5OKCRjgipIQfMGdfAA2AvqDo4maQ4hjXrjq19x8NPOZBw51rq1aobxV6IxB3zzzVoxssc3jaP6aAJ1BW0eCMfncNqsXUMjTw/s320/Driggs+Summer+2009+096.JPG" /></a><br /><br /></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-34878598104011849022009-05-30T09:07:00.000-07:002009-05-30T09:08:29.389-07:00Moved Back to IdahoMore to come.Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-31048364698832125042009-04-11T17:10:00.001-07:002009-04-11T17:39:04.316-07:00Friday Night Movie NightI love our movie nights. Nick started it with Boston when we first moved here. It has been a while since we have had one due to us being out of town for the past few weekends and not having any good movies to watch. We watched Bedtime stories and loved it. Very funny.<br /><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzoemSRlxLQB8sG42D7FeE9q4QH5KQqqXU_V-yrFO0mu0ylZDH1S-TotKIp3LpbUx-nG5NyH6bUrar-9l8NNAuo6PS_3yV9Uje3vV4Z61nXsjqd7249noXGORAlTZ3W1Me9lvOO_2ITs/s1600-h/movie+night+023.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323592178725327234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnzoemSRlxLQB8sG42D7FeE9q4QH5KQqqXU_V-yrFO0mu0ylZDH1S-TotKIp3LpbUx-nG5NyH6bUrar-9l8NNAuo6PS_3yV9Uje3vV4Z61nXsjqd7249noXGORAlTZ3W1Me9lvOO_2ITs/s320/movie+night+023.JPG" border="0" /></a> Popcorn + Lemon Lime Kool Aid + Chocolate Chip Cookies + Movies + Boston = Contentment<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbUSll1mJYhigZethxrwadK-Y_v7AzykohgnZ_-m5iEJ1qJS1td4ZENlKpg4oMhQxHMTw6FolBMC58kXkdAb37GFOwxF58e2ucP7Lc-2sKJdDKOwJerZutQ_sFQAnlgfpCF39PkPjpf3Q/s1600-h/movie+night+022.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323592173301640018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbUSll1mJYhigZethxrwadK-Y_v7AzykohgnZ_-m5iEJ1qJS1td4ZENlKpg4oMhQxHMTw6FolBMC58kXkdAb37GFOwxF58e2ucP7Lc-2sKJdDKOwJerZutQ_sFQAnlgfpCF39PkPjpf3Q/s320/movie+night+022.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323592187004717602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHiBbp691sCtS-q8220BEDarQeb57f_8nrrdb8Aobn2jUATiLKbiMv_1X2JKut4Jn4oyqV3bpzlVhloZxULJZq3WPqxmu_wa4fbZuQXyMOXt3FO4APaHUlJYWyKX_wbFUGzbmtLCVbK6o/s320/movie+night+032.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323592183579997474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxkbdzlhgDIKB0jj9rrk97p1fWhOylIjsy8VlBrw10Cvw32kRS_idRX5JFXFPtOmphWQm92dNtXoj2S_Yp1NSVlo6UqKtf_iB-3GLM70LfvSRLuKmqu5k5-xPkG6SuoVe-NCnBafAFcLI/s320/movie+night+028.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-39728034842358857742009-04-02T11:30:00.000-07:002009-04-02T11:47:33.801-07:00April? SERIOUSLY!!!!I am done with all this snow. Sadly I might have to deal with it for another 2 months.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVU0Z4OE-7RpP_VjvN2n-XwlmkXjs1rbVJgyBBThRf-eD87h24aCQTjs72KFZnFVnJu6NvHdmv3UAYhPp-C3bdd0A4rgLHFil54mx-8AdDxMeOwjJpe2CYUbjZq_5dy5l4G6LAw3yX6As/s1600-h/Lake+Havasu+020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320165701888895938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVU0Z4OE-7RpP_VjvN2n-XwlmkXjs1rbVJgyBBThRf-eD87h24aCQTjs72KFZnFVnJu6NvHdmv3UAYhPp-C3bdd0A4rgLHFil54mx-8AdDxMeOwjJpe2CYUbjZq_5dy5l4G6LAw3yX6As/s320/Lake+Havasu+020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6qjaOT2wjC8g7utKDC5OwEB5w7YVog0f8yWqN4V2pWasqcGjS9BK87E5wr0pU9TQD_87EsqiBycVMB304_VPh_ca49wi0RuRnQSAzyhGzXmpT2UlMlh9ApgpU8K76W0kgWxEdX3mZWg/s1600-h/Lake+Havasu+021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320165695572493874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC6qjaOT2wjC8g7utKDC5OwEB5w7YVog0f8yWqN4V2pWasqcGjS9BK87E5wr0pU9TQD_87EsqiBycVMB304_VPh_ca49wi0RuRnQSAzyhGzXmpT2UlMlh9ApgpU8K76W0kgWxEdX3mZWg/s320/Lake+Havasu+021.JPG" border="0" /></a> This is looking out our front door. Does our driveway look a little deep? I don't care I am done shoveling snow for the year. (Good thing Nick has four wheel drive)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzbGepMjpRGS-pj3PORxcQ2TfjVhSiZ2ZEkoW2IxBgMfLHuCfWFt-X9j4m-MkyFiUO-K8t9JHDFaiJZnz6OjHPU297_1RcQEFcKFRV9SXyDIUC9cFaqEU_GLH6xGrCCEY7YPUV8-YdV4/s1600-h/Lake+Havasu+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320165694828688130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrzbGepMjpRGS-pj3PORxcQ2TfjVhSiZ2ZEkoW2IxBgMfLHuCfWFt-X9j4m-MkyFiUO-K8t9JHDFaiJZnz6OjHPU297_1RcQEFcKFRV9SXyDIUC9cFaqEU_GLH6xGrCCEY7YPUV8-YdV4/s320/Lake+Havasu+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-76890747449549413882009-03-17T15:34:00.000-07:002009-03-17T15:59:57.807-07:00Kid picsThe kids did suprisingly good with these pictures. I thought it was going to be a nightmare. We only had a few break downs, but nothing a sucker couldn't take care of. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirD1zhHuJvxcmr5qAea-5MMpbEs_zVL-QIHBP1nFU_BNs2lmCs6ANabiKCW31lcRUBSXDVFBIgjcr0AQr2nGUexRL0uOw5pVGFGT_ZBE-jGUO4DdTaolrFjsMGNA4CoIc_mqq2ykdbj1U/s1600-h/4x6+DSC_2056.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291106054293586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirD1zhHuJvxcmr5qAea-5MMpbEs_zVL-QIHBP1nFU_BNs2lmCs6ANabiKCW31lcRUBSXDVFBIgjcr0AQr2nGUexRL0uOw5pVGFGT_ZBE-jGUO4DdTaolrFjsMGNA4CoIc_mqq2ykdbj1U/s320/4x6+DSC_2056.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2VKr8Ylgr8PPN9cQ_FhXTsnDZGjTlka8hOVQc_K2ePldM4XQb1fh9jKZ1r0mruiagBhRWsiWkB0NFao1QfjV_C_VJLXU208AT45q0v10vHUzjb18iUqTzVBAm9LxbnBSKPsnVM8y03WI/s1600-h/DSC_2343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291095944039826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2VKr8Ylgr8PPN9cQ_FhXTsnDZGjTlka8hOVQc_K2ePldM4XQb1fh9jKZ1r0mruiagBhRWsiWkB0NFao1QfjV_C_VJLXU208AT45q0v10vHUzjb18iUqTzVBAm9LxbnBSKPsnVM8y03WI/s320/DSC_2343.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqxp4W2l4xHlWFpumw1XjNMWUoLjIhm5Ng_F1nBYst-fTjUUhLRzkoLLTNjjGMzxvDE9UzWgWxuAQkjvqf_PRCswlKXS4VdauHj5FdtZhdkWz0HAoKJzL5fE-IlO19RbZ52pSP_wifufk/s1600-h/DSC_2288.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291095740173458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqxp4W2l4xHlWFpumw1XjNMWUoLjIhm5Ng_F1nBYst-fTjUUhLRzkoLLTNjjGMzxvDE9UzWgWxuAQkjvqf_PRCswlKXS4VdauHj5FdtZhdkWz0HAoKJzL5fE-IlO19RbZ52pSP_wifufk/s320/DSC_2288.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6fIJVQKNCNwvr2reb91sRZ7jceK8zY7pjiUOx589yqAadwBqs7xz48zttnGQeq6kelTTDuovgMYfjzPEZ9xKi2OLak7FLk9JwLBvRkn0ZhPheS_DH8wUT3b6QiTfE0KH2mWMsc3VekkQ/s1600-h/+8x10+DSC_2180.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291088880305202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6fIJVQKNCNwvr2reb91sRZ7jceK8zY7pjiUOx589yqAadwBqs7xz48zttnGQeq6kelTTDuovgMYfjzPEZ9xKi2OLak7FLk9JwLBvRkn0ZhPheS_DH8wUT3b6QiTfE0KH2mWMsc3VekkQ/s320/+8x10+DSC_2180.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAWgS-J8Joq0b4AjoNmX6SlLL3Efv5RKtFl_NtH7lXKGi623w1mUDSjoJM1M_OEMvyJ_GbN3ffWE3vB918Dtlw1TZBiSzrVYYcoZ0JAyxxsh7dGh-XQtJrcRiQfD4C5Xib5FV9XBs_LFQ/s1600-h/+8x10+DSC_2172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314291077042260290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAWgS-J8Joq0b4AjoNmX6SlLL3Efv5RKtFl_NtH7lXKGi623w1mUDSjoJM1M_OEMvyJ_GbN3ffWE3vB918Dtlw1TZBiSzrVYYcoZ0JAyxxsh7dGh-XQtJrcRiQfD4C5Xib5FV9XBs_LFQ/s320/+8x10+DSC_2172.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-65387518071918144592009-02-25T13:18:00.001-08:002009-02-25T18:05:59.975-08:00Bowling<div align="left">This last weekend we went home to get away from the snow. Silly that we go to Idaho to get away from the snow but compared to Wyoming, Idaho has nothing. The plan was for us to go Friday night after Nick got off work but Boston and I were getting major cabin fever and were ready to get out of here sooner so Jordan and Kenny picked us up Wednesday night, which I was so grateful to them for doing that. We didn't want to have two vehicles in Idaho, especially if it snowed over the weekend (I don't like driving in the snow, especially through Palisades). We had a great time while we were there. Saturday night we decided that we really wanted to take Boston bowling. He had so much fun and he did so good. I was nervous he was going to be a little wild and that I was going to have to help him each time it was his turn, but he was so independent and mature about it.<br /></div><div align="left"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306855927024545202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdg2TY2HMjhFkwEVwTTyleicV6VOmNkpFNOphMaoYbEWKiZd5v2SDGmjqllx9M9-O_-fKOWeDF6VNxHXu_UeOaIWhuSEhFrgHK-hkWMFM19s_eB5i4g0OsAG15eKXM8ONRDNPkfB52B1A/s320/bowling+and+winter+072.JPG" border="0" /><br />Boston was so funny. He usually runs from the camera when I pull it out but he was totally posing with his orange bowling ball. He keeps telling me he wants to go bowling again with his orange ball.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306855924686416866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqg50abaJutFXn0GVXb-kflbkXvl8zGl5OjuLZoGipvcyHSlJX8G5KjY1vfWggw3z2PqidWR19QsmFv_QZGR_TD76v5twl7U-adSoUi5XbAonZO_9M6TbvIrxyiJ7-lh8TzkALrvz5WHY/s320/bowling+and+winter+071.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306856901713594978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpraUZxA_kYxNaKcLyxClvsymvWLuN1OR-QjsojSxMiUXG4ylIIzYgqqO2pWlKlJBm3rMaP25z9VGftZAPWlrshsE47A99BVXuFHAwp1W3zvBDk9zWPW1V2Fh_0hyphenhyphenwFXJ6c2GDY9P1K08/s320/bowling+and+winter+082.JPG" border="0" /> I don't know if you can tell from this picture but Nick is on the first screen initials NT with a score of 63. Boston is on the second screen BB with a score of 65 and SG with a score of 80 (Boston played in place of Grandma Sherry, she'd rather watch Kolson then bowl, duh). Yes he kicked his dad's butt. Nick was kind of having an off night to say the least. And then there's me, AS at 112. I think that is probably my best score. I was winning until I choked on the 10th frame. Kenny came from behind to win. Oops, Jordan did get a higher score than me but that doesn't count when using bumpers, sorry Jord. And I do have to add my dad did very well. It's been years since he has bowled and Iwas actually impressed and surprised. When I told him I was surprised by how good he was my mom had to add, "I'm not. He has big muscles" oh gosh mom.<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306856898276843394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijUvejOvZ34g4byFcnG6rXztaVUnpdWKPq8yh7bvUDZ55oygUOw5Tz_gjkjpDIzcqwfP4feVRo7g-0-by46qiVKZymNZPGTw0daY9RU69f2GUn0a6FkoyHcjYCDNHSIC6w1fL7GIhRDUg/s320/bowling+and+winter+088.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306855913902390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1EOdZYK4L89i6fyFb3KcunzQ4k7YqHWAHmtrnDziVPTA5BlOEFgS-ISwC48b00D3Q_uYDLSj0gKVu0pZuUaoN01j0RYz6JbXcbkisL6oM8Rkjs5NzhDjvzPopK2viMsGf2zupYOdgzXo/s320/bowling+and+winter+084.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306855910987082690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA3KyKGd0C_OabWAtHFId6wtNrn1flV9ezbB89SfkKwUdtdK82rJFokrCjVf4derMlprFk9TXTWhLmPvON8fwgNkGZ5m9xJV_3dMiudtLP1339nz9hbUW7BizGsoKxpCtb2lu_Hwc6x0c/s320/bowling+and+winter+081.JPG" border="0" />And I can't forget our cute little crazy haired Kolson. He was so good the whole time.<br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306871809898025010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4cuWgN_oQEuasawwlZPbL0zP04dBt0oWDDa9r_DM1QUFh8o9gfbu48HDwloLIQvsLp038temq_BSt1LekRHAr0Kvh3iv38Cx8NbTmUQR3-4s0NjKXqffcrkAg0FigH-l9Dv2jDFC15Ck/s320/bowling+and+winter+078.JPG" border="0" /></p><p>Kelsey didn't get to go bowling with us because she had the Valentine's dance at school. She looked so pretty. I'm proud to say she's my sister for so many reasons, not just because she's so cute.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306874331708870194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi68zsHG6xfWGDr3hnYnd4lsCbI_3XpVoxbW0gxXNbuFUOAPVhsZESPrrmyozDYs40kLmJXq5PXPPUVq0QQ_s2uRNcebc6_-U_WdF0Ly5EamdrR1d8O0ps8xr6RIU636fnzS2g8WEHgRtY/s320/bowling+and+winter+062.JPG" border="0" /></p>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-11271542686067124872009-01-14T12:41:00.000-08:002009-01-20T14:45:27.673-08:00Kolson update/first hair cutThis post is way past due, I've been working on it for a week now but better late than never. Kolson had his well baby check appt last Tuesday. I believe it was suppose to be his 3 month check but he is now 5 months. I'm a little behind and am playing catch up now with his shots. He weighs 15 lbs. 12 oz. (50 percentile) and is 26 3/4 in. He is a very healthy little boy and is growing like a weed. Before I know it he is going to be a little toddler running around with Boston. So sad, but I am also excited for Boston to have somebody to play with or fight with (hopefully more play).<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291257139713262962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX73XJ2co052YRqYYvZhl35anrmR6RhH2VmSdrVc7-akKHyOK_PPJujLYal7lr3BOcM274lzIpJ3DD3rjs3CSwEyxLu9WHJxqe3DI_bmGzU7pg22kxwYhZEOZxlSYlnSFglccUZNWWhMk/s320/Christmas+2009+093.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br />Kolson had his first hair cut a couple of weeks ago. He just had a little trim off the top (not that noticeable). Firsts are always such a big step for me in my kids lives. They are always kind of bitter sweet moments.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293502138366741714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlOp60vaMP1_w9_bJfqi1vP0RkfwDcUeToKNcljryeXDIPTgZyylz5jVNrL1qA0oEWkU3GfeLSiekEeI2TcPzN7hT2KVb-MUz3NPj35Dy2keq4opOyF_GUwgbcZcdxAFz9FE31B_8FOUA/s320/Christmas+2009+097.JPG" border="0" /><br />Before<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293502163984263826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv-UrXADlfCtYV37hjPVP-o3C8FhaYtA6zpbLuVc9D4GwhxBPLXNVSG0wV7IBYQv9d6GzpO12Cm_HTlrDTf4ZoF7jnUxUcqxBQ8AqEILjsWX7cbqdcIikIU-V3l4O785BHoGHHJHOAmLw/s320/Christmas+2009+099.JPG" border="0" /><br />I Just had to add this picture. He was playing with his feet while I was getting a before pic and I think it is so cute when babies play with their feet. Boston never could touch his feet because he was such a chubby or he just wasn't flexible enough.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9nycPkjon0MYgnxBzA5FpHB_ZK_D6OJ2Ag-ooM01Wr7J4XPXA22xuq537Loo962mkwnBF5OrKAqUwRRy4-h9QIvU2PxmB-w2wE56VtQMCVVaH1rkSUEQJeYkzT8m2U9xVPbZqZjEwSqQ/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+118.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293502162726597458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9nycPkjon0MYgnxBzA5FpHB_ZK_D6OJ2Ag-ooM01Wr7J4XPXA22xuq537Loo962mkwnBF5OrKAqUwRRy4-h9QIvU2PxmB-w2wE56VtQMCVVaH1rkSUEQJeYkzT8m2U9xVPbZqZjEwSqQ/s320/Christmas+2009+118.JPG" border="0" /></a> After<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZH71_IoTvTzoLv7nfiL2aO8LHUp63wSxcufgoOPtu2hDMGk03P2EEbbDtUVrlrtSin_dDG9zjzyKFx71B4uzM3F9ZVCKw_YXH82Vs8hyphenhyphenkk_Z_8PAdLd4SJ284saCYX22pW0RPHFh5CM/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293502149490729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZH71_IoTvTzoLv7nfiL2aO8LHUp63wSxcufgoOPtu2hDMGk03P2EEbbDtUVrlrtSin_dDG9zjzyKFx71B4uzM3F9ZVCKw_YXH82Vs8hyphenhyphenkk_Z_8PAdLd4SJ284saCYX22pW0RPHFh5CM/s320/Christmas+2009+102.JPG" border="0" /></a> Haha, I don't know if you can see the hair that well, not much </div><div>there but thought I would share anyways.<br /><div></div><div></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-41266211909396590442008-12-07T20:49:00.000-08:002008-12-07T21:33:30.711-08:00PURPLE BOOGERS?<div><div><div>It is a tradition of our's to decorate gingerbread houses each year around Christmas. Ashley and I were each working on our own and Boston was helping out where he could. Included in the gingerbread house kits we were using were small round hard candies like this one.<br /></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277278351633172530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9z20obpQhU2BRyf6zN976l_IXBctWmw2KiTlUtrfn2jDzc-Fbxb5ugx6Ba7gtT_4GoOUeRgA5Ieo6rdYj222ySM9EjqInQnhsp0YoDB-NzW-fYg70MwJgFhNIwIO8QiYuYPbD27ANyXw/s320/NovemberDecember2008+158.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Boston was helping me put these on a Christmas tree (upside-down ice cream cone covered in green frosting).<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284874103582146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8TPzX8OOcnL_N5Cc2CIiZwNzYzLR-Zhpke6DimS1b-oZ53Mgo_TrJaiQbeRF4po90CZ2c-ofX9TFFyAc-g-zvF6PUlMQ26OMRbaantxZ0IQ1ZcdWw_W2X5VJgadikt0vc65Y_bQfxruY/s320/NovemberDecember2008+162.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>Both Ashley and I became distracted while Boston continued playing with the bowl of these candies. A short while later Boston started picking his nose (not uncommon). Ashley began telling him to stop picking his nose, but to no avail. He picked and picked and picked some more. Then he began saying that his booger hurts and that he wanted to get it out. I stopped what I was doing and took him to the bathroom to get a Q-tip in order to dig the booger out. After he told me which nostril it was in I stuck the Q-tip way up to try to extract the menace. When I pulled the Q-tip out, naturally I looked to see what was giving the kid so much grief. Nothing...... Just a purple Q-tip. I thought to myself "Maybe he had purple on his fingers from playing with the candies.....?" Then I pulled the kid's head back and took a gander up his nose. And....<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277281162227382194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEGdvj3LwAR5jlfi3sfio4VkbSZsBQgdL6S3TEjrzUeiWU_1jBpAMCkJFDLGm3T2UNmogFWJ96F4jcqp7cKa3xt1t49r5QmB7-AOFilD58bU1OcH39m1SoD6vC11uG2xY1PrCQ5R9K3JQ/s320/NovemberDecember2008+156.JPG" border="0" />Do I need to go on? There it was. A small (not so small compared to his nostril) round purple candy. Ashley and I freaked out as we often do in times of "crisis". Somewhat reminiscent of the time Boston pepper sprayed himself. Thoughts of the ER bill that would be mailed to us in a few days made us cringe. I continued to try to get it out with the Q-tip but to no avail. We tried tweezers but the candy was too far back and his nostrils were just too small. Ashley tried nose drops to help the candy to dissolve but Boston didn't like that. About 15 minutes after the original discovery and several failed attempts to dislodge the candy, we finally came up with the idea to find something that we could bend like a hook and shove up there to pull it out. So I took the scissors and cut off a piece of Ashley's Christmas garland. I bent a small hook in one end, shoved it up his nose and the candy slipped right out. We both sighed a sigh of relief that we didn't over react by taking him to the hospital. Boston learned his lesson and right after the candy came out he said "I'm sorry" and gave us both hugs.</div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-90903453569310405472008-12-07T19:54:00.000-08:002008-12-07T20:46:05.791-08:00RESOURCEFULNACHT (Thanksgiving)<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFW5zCj9KmwGKDkqo2NKvcj5yjOryrzgOuIYRBA0_hOEcrFdAbniFQULPrfB3xDpgwp1rmv5R6pAOimPtvvCRy06IK-iOFkbVRENWMy5724WhWAqWXCy2WUVk9-Molq2X-kmAMNfAZMM/s1600-h/NovemberDecember2008+128.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277266273325965234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFW5zCj9KmwGKDkqo2NKvcj5yjOryrzgOuIYRBA0_hOEcrFdAbniFQULPrfB3xDpgwp1rmv5R6pAOimPtvvCRy06IK-iOFkbVRENWMy5724WhWAqWXCy2WUVk9-Molq2X-kmAMNfAZMM/s320/NovemberDecember2008+128.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277264267968149986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAwqVU1oDihxbY66JwHuTG4B7l2jTpx86N1WzFup80gcrcMAb_rxMeDxz6HNpf1fQKKsxP8bmXX3_VZ-scNB_IueXE_4ALFOONV1pr1v7NjCI5SqDBt60OljyE1A-qdz9BFM7bzTxvnco/s320/NovemberDecember2008+133.JPG" border="0" /> Bryndee, Kloee, and Boston watching Rudolf with Pa Rob.<br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bDCoqShJG6ARQfSiA5cU02bRyWZIyL3nylYL-2ZPiAnMc_NIqtCjEOx6DJCUv8fQPNeJlvyUyHFIvLWkT0YhqJlhNUXnJFWAbY3VHMPluWkrU51706iSTcEU836_ZM48x_z0heKLoyE/s1600-h/NovemberDecember2008+144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277265112319432882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-bDCoqShJG6ARQfSiA5cU02bRyWZIyL3nylYL-2ZPiAnMc_NIqtCjEOx6DJCUv8fQPNeJlvyUyHFIvLWkT0YhqJlhNUXnJFWAbY3VHMPluWkrU51706iSTcEU836_ZM48x_z0heKLoyE/s320/NovemberDecember2008+144.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277268746075550674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWEF5WBHT4bVGdoJiVWebR6Fa8K-8clGKUlP9GQ3Mo_us3eqXgUPYv3XRdGB45Jv75MQzcwc9i01NtqTslnwj1KPEVMirrPgrttUTwAfYyLaEFrlbDEqKG9GB3wf813psbE9NSpJaCsmc/s320/NovemberDecember2008+143.JPG" border="0" /><br />For a full explanation of this post's title, click <a href="http://blog.nbc.com/DwightsBlog/2007/11/giving_thanks_is_a_sign_of_wea.php#more">here</a>.</div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-76714315615080359542008-11-09T21:37:00.000-08:002008-11-09T22:17:47.082-08:00THE ART OF THE TACKLE<p align="center"><em>Disclaimer: No children were hurt in the making of these video clips. Please do not report me to Social Services.</em></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxtA6GFMz4KKhuMqgXofv3QTtqh9cIuIAniS0pRsVGdjshEd0Jd6xrLOzkRoB7mknsOZ5OM2V-dsz-3zt67zg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxPvxc6wlSzaSJu3loxrb578sm-iakrvIv7xv5Uj_NFsXFKOWSgwAtnyEqVWBTxyxSKjeYiL6oNOYROmxVebQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyWtgAP2cW1pWzSBZsvFMDl2iw6us4w9ZkSv25K_DniDA2xrWGMluG56pY6vEuVtfPWsVvTdPu7xwZtlCLaGg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwLH3EvJ5jli3ygruD2JGRLImEFmFA2WZUIB5OpeLYMego1rG1S4O7XRd7uzSPu-pP2oQRN_7aRUAESJIxVkg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyS5toEuLDPjSNXsoQZb2_3IvErobDePj0us75eoV6heVOcXXY_q08in4nsE7dfRtVG33ylqgFD6ait47on6A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwB5sbDpI2zBDg7NlFEqw1JT9eotUVK9q0VJo2hx8mjcYf2NN3i-saOsrgfPC29GxzBmtceD6prWdWMKjp5IQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-58518481950266629342008-11-03T06:31:00.000-08:002008-11-03T19:42:55.748-08:00HALLOWEEKEND<span style="color:#ccffff;">This Halloween was an especially fun Halloween. It was so fun watching Boston, he loved being a football player. Thanks Talia for letting us borrow your costumes. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kolson</span> was a monkey for about 30 min and I'm glad we just borrowed his costume. He didn't hate it but it was just too much work taking it on and off every time we got in the car, so it was mainly for the parents sake that he did not wear it. We went to Idaho Falls for Halloween. We decided to carry on the tradition of trick or treating with Nick's siblings but before meeting up with his family we met my mom and siblings at the park so that my mom could see all of the kids in their costumes. We then met at Nick's sisters house and had pizza and hamburgers. Then we were off to trick or treat. It was a fun night. While we were in Idaho Falls Nick and I decided to go to a movie. We went to Eagle Eye. It is a must see. Nick can hardly stop talking about how good it was. I am a little depressed about being home now after such a fun weekend but at least I have Thanksgiving and Christmas to look forward to.</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASaVcZ_X0l39Wz6fRBwDG8-MyChlm3gWrpRCCo9Up59CYr7ZB5M4NweIpiPe7v5bT-20WkiPE1VPQPvemmeA01pDtk4GU6OYaTcUaPGbeQP2hOS3YrlSr2IENGGGJ-znAtMyXJyiMZ4c/s1600-h/Halloween+123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552930335428626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASaVcZ_X0l39Wz6fRBwDG8-MyChlm3gWrpRCCo9Up59CYr7ZB5M4NweIpiPe7v5bT-20WkiPE1VPQPvemmeA01pDtk4GU6OYaTcUaPGbeQP2hOS3YrlSr2IENGGGJ-znAtMyXJyiMZ4c/s320/Halloween+123.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjhEdFG3atO6RamcVt2aqJWwthDopaeQfy3OfH5obiTPIqs0pm65S-U6pKXNQNHBatM_6HMHk3YLC_Xh_Td7UoaIgwaG7H3PQoTHWbUwaM5cfcEmYuOVZy7BvzhVy0pMV4EiNSdC5b88/s1600-h/Halloween+117.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552928882751746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDjhEdFG3atO6RamcVt2aqJWwthDopaeQfy3OfH5obiTPIqs0pm65S-U6pKXNQNHBatM_6HMHk3YLC_Xh_Td7UoaIgwaG7H3PQoTHWbUwaM5cfcEmYuOVZy7BvzhVy0pMV4EiNSdC5b88/s320/Halloween+117.JPG" border="0" /></a> Trying to get a good picture of all the kids is impossible. Especially since my child was running around.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tR1rhb2r7lxZbgWlzUV4smW8yzLQhEtePkuCqPnL1En4FRG2qdRxg5toYiWxOsH9hRGoiCmgMNsRebsONixN7PeQbw6Unmr83aFImEt8qR4tqMbBbOxUF3uK3rLgHPCnqDuCwJ9X0qE/s1600-h/Halloween+087.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552918335478434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tR1rhb2r7lxZbgWlzUV4smW8yzLQhEtePkuCqPnL1En4FRG2qdRxg5toYiWxOsH9hRGoiCmgMNsRebsONixN7PeQbw6Unmr83aFImEt8qR4tqMbBbOxUF3uK3rLgHPCnqDuCwJ9X0qE/s320/Halloween+087.JPG" border="0" /></a> Boston wore his costume all day. By the end of the day he didn't want to wear his helmet. This is the best picture I was able to get with it on.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYv1xrGyjywzHQB4uoMht5elro8hWS6pKWvOUQElCUbQARH-Gqam9DpqPBPC0eLzr311ape6IxvlHk3bbN40De1xMayS0PNcywg0bfmtzWPszASjGWzjNAk9R-VV5JF1ty-_PUHubnCUM/s1600-h/Halloween+102.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264552913596800130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYv1xrGyjywzHQB4uoMht5elro8hWS6pKWvOUQElCUbQARH-Gqam9DpqPBPC0eLzr311ape6IxvlHk3bbN40De1xMayS0PNcywg0bfmtzWPszASjGWzjNAk9R-VV5JF1ty-_PUHubnCUM/s320/Halloween+102.JPG" border="0" /></a> Isn't he the cutest little monkey. I'm obviously bias. (Shani this picture is for you.)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2vSfPZG2REMY-oKg9f58exboTBmMC2coBMOINbHu6jdnpOJBhcUCIpxa28Lsf3cz0XCI404YYc-AX-rG2W8wzzxxRyRNAJ03U9sVJgH_bDn-m7-sHDQjL7Wq3Znp4596mnZEf-3dFxIo/s1600-h/Halloween+097.JPG"></a></div></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-84535655860001835902008-10-12T18:06:00.000-07:002008-10-12T19:27:09.137-07:00Kolson's blessing day<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4r1lTVG3K43f8KQChwPobYKwLNi-cYD6fcCoxlHCXQYD82b72fpjNHFC5AyGoj4leYIfNlggGnagLtvGg-M4SUISWARccWQHACf070H6OEWUPVQKgFPzNwY6fQzi0dnv-5tFg7it1pI0/s1600-h/Kohlson's+Blessing+012.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256441169862515042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4r1lTVG3K43f8KQChwPobYKwLNi-cYD6fcCoxlHCXQYD82b72fpjNHFC5AyGoj4leYIfNlggGnagLtvGg-M4SUISWARccWQHACf070H6OEWUPVQKgFPzNwY6fQzi0dnv-5tFg7it1pI0/s320/Kohlson's+Blessing+012.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkh5tk8HusqZCfUbkuMrk4wz4-P3uryh3fFLZ62Ga3tgtXGmyCPm9iCRdC73ob35eW1OQXs8oPdDwDJFgoBjLwkZdKKOc0hTxj7-lme80kJRUff-GmMu93h206lxwCmPbDinnccSSxhQ/s1600-h/Kohlson's+Blessing+003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440407557006706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDkh5tk8HusqZCfUbkuMrk4wz4-P3uryh3fFLZ62Ga3tgtXGmyCPm9iCRdC73ob35eW1OQXs8oPdDwDJFgoBjLwkZdKKOc0hTxj7-lme80kJRUff-GmMu93h206lxwCmPbDinnccSSxhQ/s320/Kohlson's+Blessing+003.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="right"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcRu8NbXj6ggdjkDHGlDJgFrWI4aL3U-lrQehdVGLUC2CivbpNv4EM-fTtIhv1EloWarbvB2rZ_L0cR5Sdr4TxTtH8kyClmf47Otg_u4gR2Myv1BA1eRfRzPvENKoXC6OzhXBwtf3Bd6k/s1600-h/Kohlson's+Blessing+005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256440405856406466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcRu8NbXj6ggdjkDHGlDJgFrWI4aL3U-lrQehdVGLUC2CivbpNv4EM-fTtIhv1EloWarbvB2rZ_L0cR5Sdr4TxTtH8kyClmf47Otg_u4gR2Myv1BA1eRfRzPvENKoXC6OzhXBwtf3Bd6k/s320/Kohlson's+Blessing+005.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEc6svqppydr99itML7jBeh5HE36JDd578PBz9c4Z-4C0vHHgte2v9S5Z4v7rBwhDo8Z6Zb7C2JIcKpcgGZNsQUHrppRq5W2in-oSgPLO5sd7aCce6Wm23eMpypOlhJOXIJ7_0qIsNAg8/s1600-h/Kohlson's+Blessing+012.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Kolson's blessing day was a perfect day. All of my family and Nick's family were able to be there even though the weather didn't cooperate. It snowed about 6 inches in our part of the woods. Nick did a great job with the blessing. We had lunch at our house after church. It was great having all of our family there, but you can imagine what it was like having 12 kids and 17 adults in our small duplex. Boston was in heaven with all the kids and they all played pretty good together. It was a pretty good day, thank you everyone who came.</div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-57932349483622698382008-09-08T20:36:00.000-07:002008-09-08T21:30:17.835-07:00THE APPLE NEVER FALLS FAR FROM THE TREE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrlqO7TCC_DCmQxZPkXotaorY6TuCwhBbyweyDT8uQSND9EO5LpeXAQNFiFpfXzJdEVj-f4oMoPkt1tlcQZZbgawcI_24LaKQ7swivRE051jr2_fmChdQ3efhiq7vBPyPXCL1b6IUJ5vE/s1600-h/August_2008_075_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243860749244912514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrlqO7TCC_DCmQxZPkXotaorY6TuCwhBbyweyDT8uQSND9EO5LpeXAQNFiFpfXzJdEVj-f4oMoPkt1tlcQZZbgawcI_24LaKQ7swivRE051jr2_fmChdQ3efhiq7vBPyPXCL1b6IUJ5vE/s320/August_2008_075_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243866028426320146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXsuhS2x6XBBp_3qx0tn4cBMFHUFuMxYn71We-qgU3bzEWo1Bb9UkmfEkVW7bKskwdQtnYAmxS-3N6mkCDL2iqCPorn8TRe9d1KYPK__0yqO8eYMIMBX3Iu7vytRv_j4b9YL6eguxbbWI/s320/kolson_sept_08_015_edited.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0_33IaYlw3xrGuA_EWSqGt3mgJTSQbRme3BzlzVYGBxqTXyTRWGS7lA4KSLOfBIPgbgd11xQByabCCNj5kxuwYOd3Dmi_4GlHuFQX3tCRtHbDSQ63LcM-CPAEkqHuDG9klJcsvMBanik/s1600-h/August_08_028_edited.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243860559077779970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0_33IaYlw3xrGuA_EWSqGt3mgJTSQbRme3BzlzVYGBxqTXyTRWGS7lA4KSLOfBIPgbgd11xQByabCCNj5kxuwYOd3Dmi_4GlHuFQX3tCRtHbDSQ63LcM-CPAEkqHuDG9klJcsvMBanik/s320/August_08_028_edited.jpg" border="0" /></a> I've been wanting to get Kolson's pictures done professionally for a while but couldn't ever make it work when I was in Idaho Falls and I couldn't find anybody in Wyoming, so Brandi took some pics of him. They turned out really cute. Thanks Brandi.<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-3187190096694181382008-09-08T13:40:00.000-07:002008-09-08T21:02:20.487-07:00Catching upI think it is time that I take over our blog. Nick has always done it in the past but as you can see he has been slacking with the detail. He likes posting pictures and it ends there. I made him put the captions on the last pictures. But I am grateful he has at least been doing that much. (Nick your the best husand.) So first of all I will catch you up a little bit with Kolson. We named him Kolson (not Kohlson) Drake Bishop. We had to do some compromising with the spelling. We basically made a science project out of it. He was 7 lbs. 7 oz., 21 in. long. We went to the dr. last week and he was 9lbs. 4oz. 21 1/4 in. long. He is getting so big and doesn't look like a newborn anymore, it makes me want to cry. Nick thinks I am so silly, but he thinks they are boring until about 4 to 6 mos. so he's excited for him to get big. He has been the best baby, especially compared to Boston. Boston loves being a big brother. The other day Kolson was laying on the floor in Boston's room, I left him and Boston to put something in the kitchen and was gone only seconds when I heard "I'm holding him". I go into the room and Boston is sitting on the ground with Kolson in his arms. He did really pretty well except that Kolson's head was flopped backwards. I'm always having to keep a close eye on Boston because he loves to smother him and hug on him.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243857837561851186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3XCsMAxk9jn_WEYinAJcYQyYqMG4C6d2Fg09nPck7aIfMsnbFSlcWYtPP0V0hZP-eXZ6dt8amLv9XYRhig3xW33MtrxMvz0xR8eA3nFZXfYmYQD8STprrkoh4ZkEvODAOuScky9WEAVo/s320/013.JPG" border="0" />Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-4725838360501350932008-08-23T18:37:00.001-07:002008-08-23T19:48:39.587-07:00Lately.......<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXSaNJSLEgzlA6UMzvLC2M0_k0YaSMUEN2XKEd0-pq2CZQAQ25iyt0giR_ht_d-dDm4qVnVbt0MjwfUaOlebRm-kG-IDyo-iGyaLhQY-BtdiHfXWkZfZKR77lKEbdoIgT2sqpAWZcbYgk/s1600-h/065.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237897184304769746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXSaNJSLEgzlA6UMzvLC2M0_k0YaSMUEN2XKEd0-pq2CZQAQ25iyt0giR_ht_d-dDm4qVnVbt0MjwfUaOlebRm-kG-IDyo-iGyaLhQY-BtdiHfXWkZfZKR77lKEbdoIgT2sqpAWZcbYgk/s320/065.JPG" border="0" /></a> The love of his life.</div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBuPSKp_h1l1nr5xSfnV0vaduN_YGFGEjAwdtmYc72EckbNA39Wm04ynGHkV5rswd5hx7sl4CB02hvK9L-xlimigSz8Z8aZTpRZUpDyJVlGwnYBRYdRlmYgX69G24gzBvCVUwqSKxmxY/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895990829854450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJBuPSKp_h1l1nr5xSfnV0vaduN_YGFGEjAwdtmYc72EckbNA39Wm04ynGHkV5rswd5hx7sl4CB02hvK9L-xlimigSz8Z8aZTpRZUpDyJVlGwnYBRYdRlmYgX69G24gzBvCVUwqSKxmxY/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /></a> Picnic and marshmallow roast at Grover Park.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsANMQaz-SL80uLioBsSxpxyJ7QJiCbAfvx_Y0qEP5_pvoOgAL11XXVVHZ4yw7b_51QC9qs94f4jawpr5rOa4T7j2yYOAu4JVYbXlDdGH83bji0_8vpnp_vLG-Zid76efWdnFpEQF4BUg/s1600-h/042.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895395806991970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsANMQaz-SL80uLioBsSxpxyJ7QJiCbAfvx_Y0qEP5_pvoOgAL11XXVVHZ4yw7b_51QC9qs94f4jawpr5rOa4T7j2yYOAu4JVYbXlDdGH83bji0_8vpnp_vLG-Zid76efWdnFpEQF4BUg/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grandma Sherry dressed them both.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigaE0sAr_46oD7IlRngamilqN3xLKGw0gxKXs5tEtBQKdpW8UABkNnRKfDPo7jsLgQRh2g_RdAP3ju2sFMSxlyaKDq-gPrTEswmC6FbQUzi-5kgisUumXqHlSKCodViK6pG7_hqBNllxI/s1600-h/039.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237895040422999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigaE0sAr_46oD7IlRngamilqN3xLKGw0gxKXs5tEtBQKdpW8UABkNnRKfDPo7jsLgQRh2g_RdAP3ju2sFMSxlyaKDq-gPrTEswmC6FbQUzi-5kgisUumXqHlSKCodViK6pG7_hqBNllxI/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /></a> Boston thinks every vehicle should have a trailer behind it. He had me rig this up with a shoe lace.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60XTbkOg6YBiV6Yjmu8mqVdi5uAsERjpgz6F7AVYSQupJiYb4WRwg7j_dDfZxS8soBvQBqiYSLSgHXLDmvSefjtLf73mbMjFjVcQAdsO4Eo26TK2FbCwkW8wCE9LXuBsj1D8BF5zOS_k/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237892812733637106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj60XTbkOg6YBiV6Yjmu8mqVdi5uAsERjpgz6F7AVYSQupJiYb4WRwg7j_dDfZxS8soBvQBqiYSLSgHXLDmvSefjtLf73mbMjFjVcQAdsO4Eo26TK2FbCwkW8wCE9LXuBsj1D8BF5zOS_k/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyGklR00hO46KJVO3d_Z8IJpXgtdxGwps1cb2Cmi_F7USbC6-qDnuV_dQjqSFSmAe9oIdi9diJogNqUxKpiLg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">Part 1 of Boston riding in the park.</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxw6TFMwN95ALBJqTd_u8i1G2eU_AHYqQU-xcLYve8B-w_F_zHDjU-8CtM4h_IaoGiuFuLh2UmDylm64-dd' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center">Part 2</p>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-22850965035435218292008-08-12T20:19:00.001-07:002008-08-12T20:31:14.495-07:00Kohlson (Middle Name) Bishop<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpjzrzPXwTxJbE5u8jDHDXjkpmzh-2Km8glKKb46tSuv1lJAbjK2MMbt1G3RXmq3f_V_vJEW4qdGTVa5fb6QLu1QTQ6yK2s_Fk9iS1XV4tPn3VSAz4ocEQB-Bd-84f0OvorMuY2fpv6E/s1600-h/Kohlson+051.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233839171634214370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBpjzrzPXwTxJbE5u8jDHDXjkpmzh-2Km8glKKb46tSuv1lJAbjK2MMbt1G3RXmq3f_V_vJEW4qdGTVa5fb6QLu1QTQ6yK2s_Fk9iS1XV4tPn3VSAz4ocEQB-Bd-84f0OvorMuY2fpv6E/s320/Kohlson+051.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6lPRSWjeqXDmOK_nenTAi_JWhk2HAUrluIr_IiMG3E-oIoyizg7fXIrgIzfgM4U24PkgW7ZdsvPRbqMEQDthFuMbqg4-Mm8dNySz8bfBnHCb-V9NOWHps-SON6EDsaK5dFKjPvzEHyU/s1600-h/Kohlson+046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233838848755684514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj6lPRSWjeqXDmOK_nenTAi_JWhk2HAUrluIr_IiMG3E-oIoyizg7fXIrgIzfgM4U24PkgW7ZdsvPRbqMEQDthFuMbqg4-Mm8dNySz8bfBnHCb-V9NOWHps-SON6EDsaK5dFKjPvzEHyU/s320/Kohlson+046.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233838280477832882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizx2TK2BjwmntDUWYlruKjzTblZxnw_IHtM8B0R6M3au27rC4jtRYP6DCSE_x7mFmljoirqTA2YxfXh3fc_vnjwRm5J5tab0vC3s0W8SgdXNLG9Ls_yBFU-6nXYbzJN_BYe-lAO_ykaYs/s320/Kohlson+029.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5DaF52u1JkHZqny04MZIz9nhg43WGLpYDKgyfKOTkYiLnJ0DHpK0Y9yozniD6u1eUW9egBPmTqr1iahB8-caesL8U2-2UsC13I6bpvag1yzNmkqYiQxA4VDsSIjywVDyzuuT1DGmAiI/s1600-h/Kohlson+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233837398300548322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik5DaF52u1JkHZqny04MZIz9nhg43WGLpYDKgyfKOTkYiLnJ0DHpK0Y9yozniD6u1eUW9egBPmTqr1iahB8-caesL8U2-2UsC13I6bpvag1yzNmkqYiQxA4VDsSIjywVDyzuuT1DGmAiI/s320/Kohlson+028.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233839434230531698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbuETJslCXP-pRONve_Uhzo9hl7por9nv6-Rc4xgwcLJFFzo98OakE8hFE22rqEwRMZWwWQN2uooeQN_WKw03tG3YpYAvSrXmMVkWBY0AJSdz8w2xzvAP5zPpEzCf5EeWD0K8wnAuFP4/s320/Kohlson+053.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-45218024078550758122008-06-24T20:26:00.000-07:002008-06-24T20:59:18.277-07:00"The Real Stump Creek"<div align="center"></div><div align="center">My boss told me about a great fishing spot a short distance from the Idaho/Wyoming border just west of Auburn, WY. Mitch (brother-in-law) and I attempted to find it last Friday but failed and were battered by mosquitoes (don't be surprised if the next entry is entitled "West Nile"). I went to work on Monday told my boss that we got skunked and pulled up Google Maps to show him where we went. Turns out we were too far upstream to catch any fish that were fed by a hatchery a mile or so away. So... Ashley, Boston, and I made the journey Tuesday night back across the border to Idaho (good, since I have yet to purchase a Wyoming licence) and we hit "The Real Stump Creek". Less mosquitoes + more fish = family enjoyment.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ij2UeoO9vzBk5U_nY-1Cp_E454HXEBwFzynoW-NRozyQEt9oJa3l_Kjq_vD6Ej8Kv73fnrwTkTc1EJhZmSR6Zad8pJd-34lsgFb_XobFXPNcoTy6W0gOzj8ScZG82hpFMTYUUTlTYIA/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215656338868572466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ij2UeoO9vzBk5U_nY-1Cp_E454HXEBwFzynoW-NRozyQEt9oJa3l_Kjq_vD6Ej8Kv73fnrwTkTc1EJhZmSR6Zad8pJd-34lsgFb_XobFXPNcoTy6W0gOzj8ScZG82hpFMTYUUTlTYIA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215662468715749922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP8HLmYLqC8jAleaycY0SqSBw7V9KpQuWUFaadPZ89FHi5B8L0CgA_EhigOPhi-1AKpAUG67xXLjkraB6XY9AbClZeveKLrzZE5V6oXzPX1I0EL6tPYTV7-KnZlB-5Wey8CE-Bh0bpM-A/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215658624748752658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcMvnPZcouWBjbwf_b1wvYdfaYSYJpcsHzSQLmN-oHsIL4aWeqRc3yQ-UvuIW3U5oNfx814VUTv9DXgGILfNU53ghqsCWHbz6scqP94qa_I7i3RS6SGcsQkGHlBq53Z29i1DD2qc9pDPE/s320/Brown+Trout.jpg" border="0" /></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-84462170085342339992008-06-22T17:50:00.000-07:002008-06-22T17:55:16.527-07:00Seven and a Half Months Pregnant and Still Hotter than a Roman Candle!<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgposZUzUS2eu97hzCc65XGvQOjA3m6hCY7Ynlhfks3a3Gkc49FfKFOAClFNx5vymG72rbcsF9HGWslX9mw4bJJOjuDg3s_thmQ8OZ9QL04QE84udUadEYVUuQ_DC8YV4-83aZEccTmeJQ/s1600-h/057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214873668156237714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgposZUzUS2eu97hzCc65XGvQOjA3m6hCY7Ynlhfks3a3Gkc49FfKFOAClFNx5vymG72rbcsF9HGWslX9mw4bJJOjuDg3s_thmQ8OZ9QL04QE84udUadEYVUuQ_DC8YV4-83aZEccTmeJQ/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /></a>I Love you Ashley.<br /></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-80984771368071413882008-06-22T16:45:00.000-07:002008-06-22T17:18:46.770-07:00Grover Park<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpzjr5g38xsVj7duaMcBPGUqz3r1hahJq7d8h9BvjsQlf2mvMkPpojY_RLyQWhmSfPC2hogGZF1ElunkCic5Cp9SOBC657UdWnlKg4csXHP1U6i1l91kvKXTDX_hVUGKzxId28fBEOP4/s1600-h/four+wheeling+037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214861488754851938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCpzjr5g38xsVj7duaMcBPGUqz3r1hahJq7d8h9BvjsQlf2mvMkPpojY_RLyQWhmSfPC2hogGZF1ElunkCic5Cp9SOBC657UdWnlKg4csXHP1U6i1l91kvKXTDX_hVUGKzxId28fBEOP4/s320/four+wheeling+037.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbi9u7bZ7TFwmbgMC3I6rjTFaufGq1HtrppVItFOR8hmlV2slv_Kf1HeQkc-TiKQJUnbm1S7xpjpMjejqxzrHvInm6nUXQR6aVXRls-NGWhDuHj-SNKbKdzAPgtGKlKSHFh5kxogM8aU/s1600-h/four+wheeling+036.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214861202975220690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbbi9u7bZ7TFwmbgMC3I6rjTFaufGq1HtrppVItFOR8hmlV2slv_Kf1HeQkc-TiKQJUnbm1S7xpjpMjejqxzrHvInm6nUXQR6aVXRls-NGWhDuHj-SNKbKdzAPgtGKlKSHFh5kxogM8aU/s320/four+wheeling+036.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Ashley's family came to town to visit this last weekend. On Saturday morning we went on a four-wheeler ride in Grover Park, which is a short 5-10 minute drive from where we live. There were 11 people (8 adults and three children) on 4 four-wheelers. Sound crowded? It was. Nonetheless, it was extremely fun. The kids did great and nobody was hurt..... badly. Jay and Sherry were graceful enough to leave one of their four-wheelers with us (since that is the primary mode of transportation out here). Boston has been elated. Ashley and I have been annoyed. On Sunday morning Boston awoke before we did. (The sound of tiny footsteps running from his room through the kitchen into ours) "I wanna ride the four-wheelel." I am sure that is what the kid dreamt about last night. He will not stop talking about it or taking a peek at it out the front window. By the way, I think a bear got into our garbage last night. </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214862391949620946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLuaZLmilBaDQshhrJFLh3FA5wW4-honq_uubzWjYmTF5YqovK6_XmNo47tHVECTWh8ieRhQeH7eHkXmnrJneeQtZ7msvSV6ni_GKOx8beo-GaMNMGUBVSjpnWUMcYgWIqgNfO7CHZKn8/s320/four+wheeling+069.JPG" border="0" /> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoyL5zBIPbkQ4zRgQNowrhPN4HesLQrNVwDgmD8pLdAi3HcpWf6fYC5XmkKofshv8NlfgPHVGzDkBolHvadNgcCbI7aVHSt1Tl_9Vh96T0KaXP5hEMXsQCTuV1T4FL4njC3G4acJ7PQw/s1600-h/four+wheeling+060.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214863350563650690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoyL5zBIPbkQ4zRgQNowrhPN4HesLQrNVwDgmD8pLdAi3HcpWf6fYC5XmkKofshv8NlfgPHVGzDkBolHvadNgcCbI7aVHSt1Tl_9Vh96T0KaXP5hEMXsQCTuV1T4FL4njC3G4acJ7PQw/s320/four+wheeling+060.JPG" border="0" /></a></div>Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-3930187716403424702008-05-14T18:41:00.000-07:002008-05-14T19:20:21.492-07:00New house, why not a new bed?As of Saturday May the 10th we are residents of rural Wyoming. Bedford, Wyoming to be exact (Do not try to look it up on an atlas or even google map it because it will either not be there or it will be mapped incorectly). We will blog more about this new adventure next week when we upgrade from our measly dial-up connection (it took about a half an hour to upload these two pictures).<br /><br />We figured that since we were living in a new home that it would be a good time to graduate Boston from his crib into a real human bed. I guess all the change was too much for our son.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Boston had been screeming in his bed for over 20 minutes.</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200416509522403010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg25ir8X6KzlYdjUFsReGHRLVqDVmITTngLHs1iN8emUXMOw-H_6aLjr5ZNYI6Znc1Gr7kr3L8iH1exY5TA3fuauNTHpb6v9eIcCB0NB_adDWV6BB9httABEUWthUgw5FMP7D3fuZbZ9wo/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Once we place him in his crib.<br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200418468027490002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjjtPaiFpTOl9ghC_8WMPl8fLxDgGnWAF65TzgYlyZXGzLL4Z1jBj2FIrCEdXE-fguzodTlGkRCF5rXRInSDuDRs-fg6bT-oDOXXWc1JszTZSOsdp3DMzK9eDdIxoJIj-aHTo8y6eJNRg/s400/004.JPG" border="0" />Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2725923161119618326.post-16562108273851543482008-04-25T07:32:00.000-07:002008-04-25T07:34:58.729-07:00Coming Soon: "The Valley of the Stars"Coming Soon: "The Valley of the Stars". In the meantime, if you have any connections in Star Valley please let us know.Bishop Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07635269411846568456noreply@blogger.com3